The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 368

Chapter 368: Could she really be a genius?
After school, Sam finally made his way to the clubroom, a place that now felt somewhat unfamiliar.

The room seemed a bit damp, and as he opened the door, he realized he was the first to arrive. He opened the windows, letting the last rays of sunlight stream in. The curtains fluttered in the cold breeze, but he didn’t feel too chilly.

He was here because of a notification from Isabella. It had been a while since they had one, giving off a sense that something significant was about to happen.

But Sam had no idea what it could be. Surely, they wouldn’t throw a big surprise at him on the first day back in the clubroom, right?

As he pondered, the door behind him creaked open.

Turning around, he saw Angel striding in like a victorious general, head held high.

Angel… What’s up with her? Why does she look so smug?

Before Sam could say anything, another girl followed Angel in.

It was Sophie, no doubt about it. But Sophie looked odd too. Unlike Angel’s confident demeanor, Sophie seemed to be the complete opposite—avoiding eye contact, hands in her pockets, her face full of defiance.

She looked like she was putting on a brave front.

Sam looked at the two of them.

“What’s going on with you two? One after the other…”

Angel smiled and sat on the sofa, casually glancing at Sophie, who was deliberately avoiding her gaze.

“Why don’t you ask the defeated one what happened?”

Sophie clenched her fists at those words, glancing at Angel before quickly turning her head away.

“I don’t see what’s so great about winning a badminton game…”

Sam thought for a moment and sat next to Angel. She naturally placed her legs on his lap, as if it were a reflex.

“You two played badminton?”

These two didn’t seem like they’d hang out together, but it sounded like they did.

Angel, lounging lazily, still looked smug.

“We had gym class together, and since we were both in the gym, I challenged her to a game. I thought she didn’t want to play because she was so good… Turns out it was quite a struggle for you, Sophie. Were you drenched in sweat?”

Sophie’s face visibly reddened.

“Nonsense! I was just off my game today.”

Angel couldn’t help but laugh.

“With your athletic ability, does it even matter if you’re off your game? I feel like I could beat you in a wheelchair.”

“Then remember to use a wheelchair next time we play!”

“Have some dignity. Or should I just play with one hand tied behind my back?”

“Stop being so smug, you big-breasted idiot…”

Sophie muttered.

Angel didn’t get angry. Instead, she puffed out her chest, even more provocatively.

“Sam.”

“Yeah?”

“Are my breasts big?”

Angel asked without a hint of shame, almost as a challenge.

Sam glanced at Sophie, who was already blushing on Angel’s behalf, and had no choice but to answer.

“Yes.”

“And am I stupid?”

Sam didn’t say anything, shaking his head to express his opinion.

Sophie understood why Angel was asking these questions, looking smugly at her.

She huffed.

“Childish!”

“Who’s childish? You lost and still won’t admit it. If the world ended, your mouth would definitely survive, Sophie… If there were a Holy Grail War, would your mouth be a holy relic?”

“Angel…! You wicked woman!”

Just as the two were about to start another round of bickering.

“Ahem. It’s been a while, but you all still get along so well~”

A voice came from the doorway.

Isabella walked in, hands behind her back, standing tall, breaking the constant arguing.

Seeing Isabella, everyone’s expressions changed, at least their focus shifted to this unchanged, youthful, and flawless girl.

She had announced the big news, but she seemed completely unaffected.

“Hmm? Why is everyone looking at me like that? Do I look particularly good today?”

As expected, Isabella’s mental fortitude was strong.

Sam smiled, trying to ease the tension.

“Senior, you called us here, but it seems you were the last to arrive. A bit neglectful, don’t you think?”

Isabella smiled as she walked to her familiar spot, where she could see everyone clearly.

“Well, I haven’t seen you all in a while. I needed to gather my thoughts.”

Angel, unusually proactive, stood up.

“Spill it. Why did you call us here?”

Sophie looked curious too, though she didn’t like to show it, especially since it was Angel asking.

Isabella smiled at Angel.

“Isn’t this just a regular club activity? Why would you think I have a special purpose?”

Angel sneered.

“Isn’t it obvious? Or do you think pretending nothing happened will make us forget you have superpowers? Or act like it never happened?”

Isabella didn’t panic. Instead, she rested her chin on her hand.

“But Angel, you haven’t exactly explained your abilities either.”

“I’m not like you, Isabella,” Angel replied, annoyed.

Isabella smiled sweetly. “Don’t take double standards as a given, Angel. I don’t think that’s who you are.”

“It’s not your place to lecture me,” Angel retorted, even more annoyed.

But Isabella’s aggression stopped there.

She turned her gaze to Sam.

Sam was taken aback.

Why are you looking at me now? Talk among yourselves, pretend I’m not here… Isn’t that how it usually goes? Why remember me when there’s a problem?

Then Isabella said.

“Sam should have told you about me, right? You know my abilities, so why make me repeat it?”

Angel squinted.

“Some things are more convincing when said by the person themselves. Besides… isn’t that why you called us here?”

Isabella smiled.

“Is it possible I just missed seeing you all and wanted to feel the camaraderie of sitting in this room again? …I might think of this place many times in the future.”

Her nostalgic tone naturally irked Angel.

“If that’s the case, then I think you lack sincerity, Senior.”

“Sincerity? What sincerity, Angel? Be more specific.”

“If you consider us members of your club, it would be better to be open and honest.”

Sam didn’t know why Angel was so insistent on this.

Did she think this would humiliate Isabella?

It seemed pointless. Why?

At that moment, Isabella casually provided an answer.

“By ‘open and honest,’ you mean you want me to promise never to use my mind-reading abilities on you again, right?”

Angel was silent for a moment.

Then she lifted her head, chin up, as domineering as ever.

“I think it’s reasonable. Your ability is a significant threat to everyone. No one wants their thoughts to be an open book to you. No one wants to be completely exposed in front of someone.”

Isabella smiled.

“But even if I promised, what good would it do? You wouldn’t know if I chose to read your mind and didn’t reveal it. Any promise would be meaningless.”

“What if I found your vow trustworthy?” Angel smiled back.

Isabella was a girl who never seemed to be at a disadvantage.

She shook her head.

“Don’t overthink it, Angel. We’re not good at promises or vows. I called you here today to apologize for keeping things from you. And… I’ll continue to interact with you this way. After all, everyone has their secrets. In that sense, I’m being fair.”

Everyone fell silent.

Angel seemed to lose interest.

Sam noticed the atmosphere cooling rapidly.

He glanced around.

“Should I clap now?”

“Pfft…”

Sophie couldn’t help but laugh a little.

Angel looked at Sam with disdain.

“I see you really like being the center of attention, Sam.”

“No way, I might just be a bit humorous.”

“And Sophie, don’t you think your sense of humor is too low? What happened to your previous persona? Not pretending anymore?”

Angel went full throttle, seemingly ready to diss everyone.

Sophie shook her head. “I’ll laugh if I want to. Are you going to control everything, even me?”

“Great, it seems spending time with Sam has thickened your skin too,” Angel said, stepping on Sam’s foot.

Sam winced.

How is this my fault? Can’t Sophie just be naturally talented?

Isabella watched the familiar scene unfold, smiling contentedly.

“Alright~ Let’s stop the bickering and discuss something else.”

“Like what?”

“Club activities, of course. It’s mid-December, and Christmas and New Year are coming. Doesn’t anyone want to participate in some festive activities together?”

Angel remained silent.

Sophie stayed quiet too.

Sam seemed to understand something and also fell silent.

An eerie silence filled the room.

Isabella was momentarily stunned, then realized and slapped the table in frustration.

“I can read minds, but if none of you speak, it’s exhausting!”

Angel snorted.

“If the club is called the Ultimate Human Department, I think we should challenge ourselves to become fireworks on New Year’s Day and see who explodes the best.”

“…Are you even human?” Sophie couldn’t help but say.

Angel grinned.

“My subtext is that I’m not interested. Didn’t you get it?”

Sophie smiled back.

“I just think with normal human logic. I can’t understand crazy talk.”

Whenever these two talked, Sam felt his head buzzing.

“I have a small suggestion,” Isabella suddenly said.

“What?”

Sam quickly responded, knowing no one else would.

Isabella stood up, adopting a serious stance.

“On New Year’s Day, each of us should prepare a gift for the club members. That’s this club’s challenge!”

“…Are you kidding?!”

“Have you lost it, Isabella?!”

Sam’s eye twitched.

Wow, exchanging gifts?

Isn’t that a bit much?

Just Sophie and Angel… He wouldn’t be surprised if they gave each other poop.

But Isabella seemed confident.

“Don’t you think it’s interesting?”

“Not at all!” Angel squinted.

Sophie used her cold expression to show her thoughts.

Isabella spread her hands.

“It’s simple. The goal isn’t just to celebrate the New Year but to make the recipient genuinely happy. Since I can read minds, I can ensure fairness.”

“Think about it. People who usually clash can, through keen observation and intelligence, make the other genuinely like their gift. Isn’t that a challenge?”

Sam realized something.

He suddenly admired Isabella’s ability beyond mind-reading.

Her insight into human nature.

She even lowered her voice, adding a persuasive tone.

“Isn’t this… a way to conquer the person you dislike?”

Sam saw the two girls’ faces waver.

He looked at Isabella’s confident smile.

He wanted to say something.

Could she really be a genius?