Noah quickly sat up from the bed, his brain operating at full speed.
The dormitory space was limited suitable for ambushes and surprise attacks, but it also restricted large movements.
Camellya’s goal was to teach him a lesson.
She most likely would not go for the kill, but she would definitely make him suffer a bit.
She excelled at stealth and sudden advances, aiming for a quick resolution…
Got it!
A plan rapidly took shape in Noah’s mind.
He glanced at the time, estimating the window when Camellya might make her move.
He had to start right away.
It could not be too late, or there would not be enough time.
He took a deep breath and began to act.
First, Noah checked the door lock and confirmed it was in the locked state.
However, for Camellya, this was probably as good as nothing.
He gently moved a chair from beside the desk to behind the door.
It leaned casually against the door panel, forming a simple early-warning device.
Next, he walked to the window and locked it.
He drew the curtains halfway, leaving a gap.
Moonlight happened to fall on the floor in the center of the room, creating a relatively bright area that would easily attract attention.
Meanwhile, the corners of the room and the other side of the bed were hidden in shadow.
Then, he picked up the half-empty bottle of water left on the desk.
He unscrewed the cap and carefully poured it onto a small section of floor tiles right in the path that anyone entering would have to pass.
The water stain was not obvious under the dim lighting, but it was slippery enough.
After finishing these preparations, Noah quickly took off his jacket, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into the blanket to create a human-shaped bulge at the head of the bed.
He himself silently slid into the shadows beneath the other side of the bed, pressing his back against the wall.
He curled up while adjusting his breathing, doing his best to lower his presence.
Finally and this was the key to his plan.
He concentrated, recalling the basic application techniques of Spectro Resonance Power that the system had instilled in him.
He tried to condense a trace of Resonance power at his fingertips not for attacking, but for extremely precise control.
In the air not far in front of him, he laid down an extremely weak, almost imperceptible Spectro force field.
The function of this force field was simple not defense, not attack, but delay.
Any object passing through this force field would have its speed subjected to an extremely subtle hindrance and distortion, as if moving through a layer of invisible viscous liquid.
This effect was most obvious on high-speed moving objects.
Once all preparations were complete, Noah held his breath and raised his perception to the maximum.
His ears perked up, capturing any faint sound from outside the door.
His heart pounded heavily in his chest both from tension toward the unknown danger and a trace of excitement at setting a trap and waiting for the prey to take the bait.
Time passed minute by minute.
Occasional footsteps and laughter from students returning late could be heard outside the dormitory building, making the silence inside the room all the more terrifying.
He did not know how much time had passed perhaps only ten-plus minutes, or even less.
“Click…”
An extremely faint, almost inaudible sound came from the door lock.
She’s here!
Noah’s spirit jolted.
His body tensed.
The door lock was picked open in a professional and swift manner.
The door was pushed open a crack, almost without making a sound.
But the chair leaning behind the door was slightly shaken by the movement of the door.
It rubbed against the door panel and let out a soft “creak.”
The sound was especially clear in the silence.
The action of pushing the door paused for a moment.
The person outside had clearly not expected a chair to be there.
After a brief pause, the door was pushed open even more slowly and gently.
A slender figure slipped inside like a small cat in the night and quietly pulled the door closed behind her with one hand.
Using the moonlight coming in from the window and the faint light from the corridor seeping through the door crack, Noah saw the outline of the visitor.
It was Camellya!
She was indeed wearing a Startorch Academy uniform, but her jacket was casually open, revealing the shirt underneath.
Her necktie was not tied either, carrying her usual carefree and unrestrained style.
Her white twin-tails were very conspicuous in the darkness.
The two camellia vines behind her head swayed gently in the air like living tentacles.
She wore that signature, somewhat mysterious and unpredictable smile on her face.
Her red pupils swept across the room in the darkness and immediately locked onto the dummy he had made with the blanket on the bed.
Her movements were incredibly light and agile, almost without her feet touching the ground.
However, just as she confidently took her second step toward the bed, preparing to teach a lesson to this man who did not know the height of the sky or the depth of the earth and dared to approach her leader…
“Splish!”
Her right foot precisely stepped on the small puddle of water Noah had poured earlier.
Although there was not much water, it was enough to drastically reduce the friction between her shoe sole and the floor tiles.
Camellya had clearly not expected such a cheap trap to exist in the room.
Her body instantly lost balance.
A startled cry almost escaped her lips, but she forcibly held it back.
Still, her entire body involuntarily stumbled forward.
And in the instant her body leaned forward as she tried to adjust her center of gravity, she plunged headfirst into the extremely weak Spectro delay force field Noah had set up in advance.
Her originally smooth loss-of-balance movement felt as if someone had pressed the slow-motion button, or as if she had fallen into invisible glue.
It became sluggish and distorted.
This sudden hindrance, which completely defied common physics, added insult to injury for the already unbalanced Camellya.
Her attempts to adjust completely failed.
“Ah!”
This time, she finally could not hold it in.
She let out a short, low cry as her entire body completely lost control.
She fell straight forward directly toward Noah’s bed.
A muffled sound.
Camellya’s face buried directly into the blanket Noah had used for disguise.
Her legs were still awkwardly sticking out off the bed.
Behind her head, the two camellia vines that had originally been swaying gracefully also flailed in panic for a moment because of her sudden fall.
Hiding in the shadows under the bed, Noah almost laughed out loud.
He hurriedly covered his mouth tightly.
The first step of the plan had succeeded perfectly!
Camellya struggled to lift her head from the blanket.
There were bits of cotton on her face.
The mysterious and unpredictable smile had completely disappeared, replaced by embarrassment, anger, and disbelief.
She had actually made a huge fool of herself in the stealth phase she was best at with such a stupid method!
However, she had not yet had time to react.
“Shua!”
The ceiling light in the room suddenly turned on.
The glaring white light instantly dispelled the darkness.
Noah agilely rolled out from the shadows on the other side of the bed.
In his hand was a thick hardcover deluxe-edition book he had grabbed from the bedside table.
The book was thick and heavy, with sharp corners.
It looked quite lethal.
He stood under the light, looking down at Camellya, who was sprawled on his bed in an extremely undignified posture and still somewhat dazed.
A perfectly appropriate smile appeared on Noah’s face one that carried a trace of surprise and even more amusement.
“Well now!
I didn’t expect my place to have guests!”
He shook the book in his hand, his tone relaxed.
“This… Miss Camellya?
Coming uninvited so late at night and getting so passionate with my blanket… That’s not very good, is it?”
Camellya’s pupils suddenly contracted.
The color drained from her face in an instant, only to rapidly flush red again from extreme shame and anger.
She… she had actually been discovered!
And caught red-handed!
In such an embarrassing way!
Watching the spectacular range of expressions on Camellya’s face, Noah felt secretly delighted.
The system required a lesson both physically and mentally.
This social-death opening should count as a decent mental lesson, right?
Next, it was time for the physical part.
Of course, he would have to use some villainous methods and style.
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