The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 77

Let’s go to your place, Sam
Alice didn’t specify what it was about but sent a succinct text message to herself, containing an address.

The address wasn’t far from Sam’s location, seemingly a mere ten-minute taxi ride away.

It was situated in a bustling area nearby.

But this location… why a bar?

On such a night, nearing nine o’clock, a mature and attractive female teacher inviting a young male student to a bar?

Was that reasonable?

Especially knowing this was a game world!

It was obviously risky, almost like a powder keg.

Sam certainly had reasons not to go, or to simply ignore it. But if he ignore it, he might be safe tonight, but what about tomorrow? He couldn’t skip school; he would have to face Alice then.

If Sam refused Alice’s request, it would make conquering later on much more difficult. So, Sam quickly finished the remaining pizza and decisively changed his clothes before leaving the house.

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“Miss Alice, about us…”

“Mr. Ira, my young brother is coming to pick me up soon, so let’s just leave it at that.”

“Ah… your young brother? So today we…”

“Yes, I’m sorry, I didn’t intend for more than this. It was just my parents wanting me to meet you. I hope you understand.”

“Okay… I get it. I’m quite taken with Miss Alice, but… I won’t bother you further. Just, if Miss Alice ever changes her mind, I hope you’ll consider me first.”

…

This was the scene that greeted Sam as he entered the quiet bar.

A well-dressed man, not particularly young, looked regretfully and somewhat unwillingly at Sam, who had just arrived, and then left the bar in a despondent manner.

Across from where the man had been sitting was a calm, even slightly disheartened young woman, shining like a diamond under the lights – it was Alice.

She was dressed in a dark short skirt, with a slightly open neckline that revealed her pale neck and delicate collarbones. Her ears were adorned with silver earrings, hanging like perpetual, glowing moons.

The light near the bar illuminated her profile, a departure from her usual gentle and intellectual demeanor. With a glass of wine in front of her, Alice’s eyes were slightly downcast, her lightly curled long hair partially covering her face, yet Sam could still see the deep, sea-like melancholy in her eyes, a somberness not usually present.

Sam approached the emotionally unsettled Alice and sat opposite her.

“Miss Alice… what was that about?”

Alice looked up at Sam, a forced smile on her face, but it was evident she had been drinking before he arrived. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, adding to her allure.

A mature woman after a drink is like a finely aged wine, possessing a unique flavor.

“It’s nothing, just a blind date arranged by my parents.”

“But you’re still so young, Miss Alice. Why resort to blind dates?”

Alice stretched out her smooth arm, propping her cheek, and smiled at Sam. “So, Sam has a sweet tongue? Even flattering his teacher.”

Sam coughed twice, slightly embarrassed. “It’s not that. I’m just surprised. I think a woman like Miss Alice doesn’t need blind dates – young, beautiful, and with a respectable career…”

Alice, holding her cheek, smiled, a touch of tragic beauty in her expression, reminiscent of a helpless beauty from a novel.

“What good are these things? In this world, women are expected to marry at a certain age, and I don’t have the family background like Angel… It’s quite normal. Would you like something to drink, Sam?”

Alice seemed reluctant to talk more about these matters, simply inviting the young man across her to drink. Perhaps what she needed at this moment was someone to quietly share a drink with, but…

“Miss Alice, I don’t drink.”

Alice looked at Sam, seemingly realizing he was still a student, essentially just an 18-year-old kid, and indeed shouldn’t have a habit of drinking.

But soon, Sam smiled.

“However, if Miss Alice would like to treat me to a soda, I’d be more than happy to listen to her stories.”

Hearing this, Alice couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“Waiter, a glass of iced cola, please.”

Watching the handsome young man before her, seeing the light refract on his striking face, the edge of the light like a divine arrival, Sam seemed even more attractive.

Whether it was the effect of alcohol or something stirring within, at that moment, Alice found herself wondering what kind of girl would eventually be with this boy. The thought made her feel a tinge of envy.

The iced cola was placed in front of Sam. He stirred the ice cubes slightly and then looked at Alice.

“So… Miss Alice, were you dissatisfied with your blind date?” Sam was curious.

Alice shook her head. “I never wanted a blind date in the first place, nor had I thought about starting my marriage at this time. It’s just that this man’s family has some connections with mine. It was hard to keep declining due to the sake of face, so I came to clear things up. No matter how excellent or attractive he is now, I never thought of accepting.”

I see… But why share so much? It sounded like she was deliberately avoiding some misunderstanding, almost as if she was proving something to Sam.

But Sam was just her student… Alice’s thoughts seemed somewhat impure.

The good news was that Alice had no intention of using her superpowers so far; it seemed she just wanted to talk tonight.

“That’s so… But why call me here? I thought something had happened.”

Alice smiled faintly, drinking quickly. She finished the dark red wine in front of her in no time and signaled the waiter for another glass.

“It’s nothing much. Your presence gave me a reason to make him leave early. After all, I said my brother was coming to pick me up. Though I don’t actually have a brother, it was a good excuse for him not to linger.”

Indeed, during dates, women tend to think a lot, and not without reason.

“Then, calling another colleague or friend… wouldn’t that have been better?”

Alice’s cheeks reddened further. She brushed her hair from her forehead, revealing her smooth, delicate forehead and exquisite features for a moment before her hair fell loosely around her face again. She exuded a lazy beauty, like a stunning woman tousled by the wind while relaxing on a balcony.

“Why would Sam think there’s someone more suitable? You’re young and handsome, enough to make many men feel inferior.”

“But…” Sam swirled the cola in his hand, “I’m not a suitable drinking companion, after all, I don’t even drink.”

Alice shrugged nonchalantly.

She pushed her wine glass forward, clinking it against Sam’s glass. The sound was crisp, and the liquids in both glasses swayed gently.

Alice’s beautiful eyes fixed on Sam, as if trying to dance with his soul.

“Actually, it doesn’t matter. There are too many dull and boring people in this world, many chasing after inexplicable things, trying to drag others along with them. It’s rare and remarkable to sit face-to-face with someone interesting and have a conversation. Sam, you are indeed an intriguing person.”

Alice spoke earnestly, but did she really have such a simple thought? Sam was highly skeptical.

Yet, facing this charming, elegant woman outside the school environment, he found it hard to say that the night was unbearable.

Under the soothing music, the iced cola went down smoothly.

Everything became more romantic and ambiguous in the quietly escalating atmosphere.

Sam wondered why, despite not drinking any alcohol, his body temperature seemed to rise, feeling somewhat warm.

He deliberately avoided Alice’s gaze, looking towards the bar, and said, “I’m just an ordinary guy… Miss Alice, you’re exaggerating in your praise.”

Alice squinted at Sam. “Really? How could an ‘ordinary’ boy attract the attention of a girl like Angel?”

Sam blinked innocently. “There’s no such attention. It’s probably just pure artistic exchange, like modeling for her art pieces. We don’t have any personal interactions.”

“Is that so?”

Her eyes held a scrutinizing look, trying to discern Sam’s honesty without using hypnosis, as she finished her drink in one gulp.

“Of course… After all, the gap between Angel’s and my social status is quite obvious, isn’t it? I wouldn’t dream of something like a common country boy suddenly winning the favor of a beautiful, wealthy heiress and having a life of luxury out of nowhere… That’s almost like science fiction.”

A slight trickle of rose-red wine slid down Alice’s flushed lips, which she casually wiped with her finger.

“That’s so… It seems you’re more clear-headed than most, Sam. But that’s also what makes you special. People shouldn’t undervalue themselves. Indeed, many are born in Rome, possessing wealth and status most can only dream of their whole lives. But you, as a young man, are different from them. You’re destined for a brilliant life.”

She spoke softly, as if narrating a beautiful fairy tale.

If Alexander’s teachers all spoke like this, he probably wouldn’t be in the mood for gaming at all, right? He would surely be motivated to study hard.

Sam took a deep breath, seemingly slightly influenced by her words.

“My wish has always been very simple.”

“What is Sam’s wish?” Alice asked with curiosity, enjoying the atmosphere.

Sam smiled. “My wish is to become Kuhang’s most handsome man.”

“…Pfft.” Alice couldn’t help but burst into laughter, leaning forward and back, completely devoid of her usual formal demeanor. Her full breasts gently quivered, and her long legs wrapped in black stockings and high heels tapped on the floor.

She seemed on the verge of tears from laughing.

“A handsome man of Kuhang, huh? Then you already are,” she said.

But Sam just smiled and shook his head, feigning maturity. “A handsome man of Kuhang should not only possess superficial beauty but also the character of a true gentleman – calm in the face of all difficulties, courageous against danger, and having a caring and gentle nature.”

Alice, wiping the tears from her eyes, looked at Sam. “That’s a lofty goal indeed. It seems enrolling you in The Ultimate Human Department was a good decision. But… Sam, I can believe in your intelligence, your uniqueness, and your bravery, but where is your tenderness and thoughtfulness?”

Sam looked innocently at the seductive woman. “Ah? Doesn’t running all this way to keep the teacher company count as caring and considerate?”

In such an atmosphere, Alice playfully tapped Sam’s arm. “That’s not necessarily true. Maybe Sam is actually a bad guy, thinking I might be too drunk and wanting to take advantage, which isn’t very caring or considerate.”

Sam feigned sorrow and shook his head. “So the teacher is so wary of me, it’s heartbreaking.”

“That means you need to present more convincing evidence,” she teased.

“That so?”

Sam suddenly stood up, his tall figure casting a shadow over her. Alice was momentarily taken aback, unsure of his intentions.

But in the next moment, Sam reached for a tissue and leaned towards Alice. It wasn’t until Sam gently wiped the red stain from the corner of her lips that she realized she had accidentally smudged her lipstick while drinking.

After completing the gesture with a smile, Sam sat back down, showing Alice the lipstick mark on the tissue before tucking it into his pocket.

Smiling at Alice, Sam said, “Miss, I’ll keep this as a memento, if you don’t mind?”

Looking at his thin lips, at his eyes seemingly holding a thousand stars, Alice couldn’t find a single flaw in his features. She could distinctly hear her heart pounding in her chest.

For the first time, she acknowledged her feelings for someone younger than herself… her own student!

She found it insane.

This madness made her almost call for another drink to suppress these feelings, unsure of what she might impulsively do next.

But Sam reached out, gently holding her wrist.

Alice saw the warmth in Sam’s eyes. “Don’t drink anymore, Miss. You’ve had enough for today. You should go home and rest.”

Alice felt the warmth on her wrist, the gentleness that reached her heart, and the restless heat stirring within.

She lifted her head, her lips curving into a smile. “I don’t want to go home.”

“Where can we go if not home…”

“Let’s go to your place, Sam. I want to go to your house.”

Her eyes were like a vortex.

It made Sam, who hadn’t drunk a drop, feel a slight dizziness, as if being swept into an endless abyss…