President 5
The butler and the cleaning servants looked at the lively little kitten with kind and gentle eyes.
Tang Xi was startled by their gaze, which seemed as if they were looking at an innocent child. Realizing that this wasn’t a good place to discuss things with the system, he quickly trotted upstairs on his short little legs.
The stairs were quite tall for a kitten, and Tang Xi was too lazy to climb. He placed his two fluffy front paws on the step and anxiously meowed at the butler, hoping he would understand.
As expected of someone experienced, the butler immediately understood the little cat’s request. Feeling gratified, he turned to the servant beside him—who was covering her face, overwhelmed by the cuteness—and said, “Look at little Tangkuai, he must be missing his owner and wants to go back to the bedroom.”
The servant nodded in agreement. “That’s right. The bedroom probably has the strongest scent of his owner, which makes him feel the safest.”
Tang Xi: ???
Since when was spreading false rumors about a cat not a crime?
The second floor housed the study and the master bedroom, so ordinary servants weren’t usually allowed up. The butler, therefore, picked up the kitten himself and carried him upstairs.
After placing Tang Xi in the bedroom, he thoughtfully left the door slightly ajar before leaving.
1551: [You just need to report to No. 1 High School now. I’ve taken care of everything for you, but there’s still one problem.]
Tang Xi was puzzled: [What problem?]
1551 was frustrated: [How are you going to sneak out of here without anyone noticing?!]
[I’m a cat. Isn’t that easy?]
That was what he said, but when he crouched by the window and saw the huge distance to the ground below, he immediately chickened out.
Tang Xi’s ears flattened like airplane ears.
1551 mocked mercilessly: [A cat that’s afraid of heights? Are you sure you’re even a real cat?]
Tang Xi had no way to argue, so he chose to act cute instead: [System, help me out… Can’t you just teleport me over there?]
This world didn’t have any supernatural abilities, and using teleportation—which didn’t exist here—would cost a hefty amount of points.
1551 rejected him without hesitation: [No way. What do you think I am, Doraemon? Teleportation? Why not ask for a Anywhere Door while you’re at it?]
The room had a massive floor-to-ceiling window, but before leaving, He Wang had made sure to lock up all potential dangers to keep the little kitten safe.
Even if Tang Xi weren’t afraid of heights, there was no way he could sneak out through the window unnoticed.
If he didn’t get to school soon, he’d miss his chance.
Left with no other options, Tang Xi pulled out his trump card: [If I fail this mission, I’ll be punished. And if I get punished, you won’t get any points either, right?]
1551 was momentarily speechless: [But…]
[Just help me one last time!]
Thinking about all the favors and points it had already spent to get him into No.1 High School, 1551 gritted its teeth and agreed: [Fine, but you owe me. Pay me back once the mission is done.]
Tang Xi was overjoyed. Even though this was only his first mission world, and he had already gone from a penniless little kitten to a debt-ridden one, he was still happy.
Without hesitation, he transformed into his human form right on the bed, still wearing the white shirt he had put on the night he was taken by the system.
“Are you planning to go to school dressed like that?” 1551 urged him to dig through He Wang’s wardrobe for some clothes.
Most of the clothes in He Wang’s wardrobe were black and white formal attire that looked very strict and proper, and they were all quite large in size.
He also had a ridiculously large walk-in closet.
After sneaking in, Tang Xi managed to find an old outfit that seemed to be from He Wang’s younger days.
Although it was considered “old,” it looked brand new—so new that the tags were still attached. The style wasn’t as formal either.
The price tag showed a long string of zeros, but here, it was just another forgotten piece of clothing.
As Tang Xi changed, he couldn’t help but grumble:
“I really don’t understand why you humans like buying so many clothes. You can’t even wear them all! Wouldn’t it be better to spend that money on meat?”
1551: [He doesn’t care about a little money like this.]
Tang Xi: I really don’t get the happiness of rich people.
The outfit was still a bit too big on him, but fortunately, he looked good in anything. His soft black hair, big, glossy cat-like eyes, and well-proportioned figure gave him a naturally stylish look, making him seem even smaller rather than out of place.
As a bonus, 1551 generously gifted him a pair of well-fitting shoes—though, to be precise, they were a free prize it had won in a lottery and never had the chance to use.
Tang Xi didn’t mind the system’s stinginess at all. Completely satisfied after checking himself in the mirror, he said, “Let’s go.”
1551 spent 500 points to create an invisible, untouchable space-time tunnel connecting the school and the master bedroom on the second floor.
With just one step through the tunnel, Tang Xi instantly arrived in a secluded corner of the school.
He gasped in amazement like a country bumpkin.
This was his first time at a human school.
Although he had been learning about human knowledge for a while, he had never had the chance to attend school properly since he wasn’t registered in the system.
The school was a prestigious high school with a vast campus. He stepped out of the secluded corner and walked for a while before finally spotting the sports field.
By the time he managed to find the academic building, the class bell had already rung.
A wave of students, full of youthful energy, flooded the hallways. Just moments ago, the corridor had been completely empty, but now it was packed with people.
Tang Xi slowed his steps.
He was scared.
Having grown up as a little cat spirit, he was naturally timid in crowded places, always afraid that someone would notice him and drag him off to a research lab for dissection.
[1551, why do I feel like they’re all staring at me?]
[They’re just curious. Humans always react this way when they see a new student.]
Of course, 1551 knew the real reason.
It was because he was good-looking.
Though it didn’t want to praise this silly cat, 1551 had to admit—his beauty was undeniable.
His eyes were too pure, carrying an inexplicable, heart-wrenching fragility, like a small, delicate animal that made people instinctively want to protect him.
And, in truth, he really was a small, delicate animal.
Tang Xi could clearly hear people whispering about him nearby.
“Who’s that?”
“He’s not from our school, is he?”
“Obviously not. If someone that good-looking went here, I’d definitely know about it.”
Tang Xi glanced over, and the group of lively students quickly averted their gazes, looking embarrassed.
But among them, someone was bold enough to step forward, unable to resist the urge to help the boy, who looked like a lost little animal.
A girl with braided hair opened her mouth to speak, but before she could, a boy holding a basketball beat her to it.
“Hey, little classmate, are you lost?”
Tang Xi blinked in confusion. “Mm, I’m looking for Teacher Huang, the teacher of Class 7 in the senior year.”
The tall boy felt his face heat up under Tang Xi’s gaze. An inexplicable sense of responsibility surged within him, as if he had to protect this lost little animal.
He subtly hid his dusty basketball behind him and patted Tang Xi’s shoulder with his free hand. “Come on, I’m the sports committee member for Class 7. I’ll take you to our homeroom teacher!”
“Mm, thank you!” Tang Xi grinned, revealing his tiny tiger-like teeth.
The sports committee member was completely charmed and even fumbled for words. “N-no problem! Oh, by the way, why are you looking for our teacher? Are you a transfer student?”
Tang Xi nodded. “Mm, I’m supposed to report in today, but I was late because of traffic. Also, I’m not a little kid—I’m already eighteen, just like you guys.”
“Mm, mm—huh?! You’re eighteen?”
The sports committee member had been happily nodding along, thrilled to know Tang Xi was joining their class. But the moment he processed those words, he blurted out his disbelief.
Tang Xi had such a baby face that it was easy to mistake him for a middle schooler.
He was completely unaware of his own baby face and had no idea why the sports committee member looked so surprised, wearing a puzzled expression.
Realizing that he had misspoken, the sports committee member quickly apologized, “Sorry! I didn’t mean anything bad. I just thought you were a sixteen-year-old who skipped grades.”
He wasn’t sure why he could usually joke around with other guys without thinking, but when it came to this boy, he was afraid of saying the wrong thing and being disliked.
This high school was full of hidden talents, and having students transfer in after skipping grades wasn’t unusual.
Tang Xi shook his head. “It’s fine, I don’t mind.”
By the time they finished talking, they had already reached the office door.
Teacher Huang’s desk was the most noticeable one, right at the front.
The sports committee member, a tall boy, hesitated awkwardly at the doorway, reluctant to leave. Only after Teacher Huang waved him away did he finally walk off, looking back every few steps.
The homeroom teacher of Class 7, Senior Year, was a middle-aged man with a slight bald spot. He seemed easygoing and asked Tang Xi a few questions while holding a thermos cup.
Thanks to the draft he had prepared earlier with 1551, Tang Xi answered all the questions accurately.
Teacher Huang knew that Tang Xi was an orphan, so he didn’t mind at all that he was late for the first class that morning.
“Coincidentally, the next period is mine, so I can introduce you to your classmates directly.”
“Thank you, sir.” Tang Xi looked exactly like the kind of obedient student teachers loved.
Satisfied, Teacher Huang took a sip of hot water from his thermos.
As soon as the warning bell rang, Tang Xi obediently followed him to the classroom and stood on the podium of Class 7, Senior Year.
Due to nervousness, Tang Xi only managed to say his name and age when introducing himself, yet he still received enthusiastic applause from the students of Class 7.
For the first time, Tang Xi felt the warmth of human students and happily said to 1551: [They’re so nice.]
Seeing through humanity’s innate preference for good looks, 1551 chose to stay silent with a knowing smile.
“Teacher, let him sit next to me!” A round-faced girl eagerly pushed her deskmate aside and raised her hand.
Her deskmate: ??? Excuse me?
Of course, Teacher Huang didn’t agree. He closed his thermos, scanned the classroom, and finally pointed to a seat by the window in the back row. “You can sit with Student Ye for now. If there are any issues, we can adjust later. Ye is the top student in the grade—feel free to ask him if you have any questions.”
Following the teacher’s gesture, Tang Xi immediately spotted the protagonist from the original storyline.
The slightly aloof young man sat by the window, pen in hand, letting the sunlight cast a warm glow on his face. As Tang Xi approached, he offered a polite smile.
[Ahhh, as expected of the protagonist! He looks so handsome!]
1551: [Of course, he is the chosen one, after all.]
[But I still prefer the villain’s looks. Villains have that strong, dominant aura—so full of masculine hormones! Total boss vibes!]
1551: Masculine hormones? Boss vibes? Heh. You’re just a little cat, yet you like what you don’t have yourself.
So this is what they mean by “we always crave what we can’t have.”
Of course, 1551 only dared to think these thoughts privately. If it said them out loud, this shameless little cat—who prided himself on being a tough guy—would definitely throw a fit.
Tang Xi, in his cat-like excitement, happily ran over to his seat and greeted Ye Qian, “Hello!”
Ye Qian’s mood, which had been quite ordinary, inexplicably brightened when he caught sight of the boy’s small tiger teeth peeking out as he smiled. He introduced himself, “Hi, my name is Ye Qian.”
Their interaction caught the attention of a girl sitting in front of them. She sneakily turned her head for a quick glance and was instantly struck by their stunning visuals.
Hurriedly turning back, she secretly passed a note to her deskmate:
— Don’t you think Ye Qian and the new cutie have CP vibes?
— I think you just ship any two handsome guys you see.
Her deskmate was a devoted fan of Ye Qian. Not only was he incredibly good-looking, but he also had a great personality and excelled academically. Recognized as the school’s top heartthrob, even the male students had to admit his charm, and naturally, he had plenty of admirers.
As someone who had never been into shipping, she skeptically stole a glance back.
— Damn… They really do have CP vibes! Why does Ye Qian seem even gentler today?
— Right? Right? I thought so too!
Ye Qian was always polite and friendly to his classmates, but there was an inexplicable sense of distance about him. Yet, in front of Tang Xi, that barrier seemed to disappear on its own.
The two girls couldn’t make sense of it, and in the end, Chen Yuxin—the one who had first turned around—stealthily made a forum post.
However, she was so nervous about using her phone during class that she accidentally posted it to the school-wide forum instead of Ye Qian’s fan forum.
Her hands trembled as she watched in horror while the post shot to the top of the trending list.
— Really? I don’t believe it. Unless you show me proof!
— OP, are you from Class 7, Senior Year?
— Holy crap, is it that adorable guy I saw in the hallway today? OP, come back! Tell us more! I’m dying here!
And this was all happening during class—once the period ended, even more people would see the post.
Chen Yuxin shakily handed her phone to her deskmate and scribbled on a piece of paper:
— I’m not going to get in trouble for this… right?
Her deskmate gave her a sympathetic look and mouthed the words: You’re doomed.