Pure and Flawless

“Senpai, I’ve told you—I have no plans for romance…”
Selina pursed her lips, gazing at the pink-haired fox senpai across from her, voice laced with helplessness and fatigue.

In just one week at the academy, this was the nth time repeating herself.

She knew her disguised beauty still turned heads and expected confessions—but daily love letters from both boys and girls? Tianqi Academy’s openness extended far beyond academics.

The fox senpai propped her delicate cheek on one hand, pink eyes gleaming with intrigue. “Must you reject so hastily, Selina-kouhai? Love grows slowly—why treat it like a beast?”

Her voice was soft, sultry, paired with those desire-hazy fox eyes. No wonder ancients called foxes soul-stealers—who could resist?

But Selina had heard of Bai Li, the infamous demonkin seductress.

While other races’ playboys were male, demonkin’s was female.

She preyed on innocent girls, a charming disaster. Rumors said freshmen melted at her sight, willingly falling under her skirt.

Selina refused to be hunted.

“Bai Li-senpai, I appreciate your feelings, but we’re both girls. No need for ‘love’ between us, right?”
This princess was a man for decades—can’t let a fox claim me just because I’m female now!

“Love isn’t bound by gender, haven’t you heard?” Bai Li’s pink eyes rippled with intent.

Staring too long, Selina’s calm heart thudded unnaturally.

She caught it, averted her gaze, and crushed the feeling with iron will.

Close call.

Outside the elven forest, nowhere’s safe—not even from women.

Bai Li blinked as her innate charm fizzled—Selina’s flush vanished. She resisted my allure?

Fox charm was renowned, but lesser foxes needed props or provocation.

Bai Li, pure nine-tailed blood, wielded it masterfully. Countless girls fell to her gaze—yet this freshman shrugged it off.

Newbies grow dull, Bai Li mused. Pretty faces blurred together.

She’d noticed Selina at the entrance ceremony—second place, unremarkable at first. But then…

On the street, boys swarmed Selina. One shyly offered a love letter. She read it calmly, rejected him gently—her logic flawless, her voice like a lark. He left disappointed but unharmed.

Then two thuggish seniors—noble playboys who coerced commoner girls into “relationships” with threats, then charm—closed in.

Bai Li knew them: they’d “date” girls, dazzle with gentility, then dump them when bored, bragging about conquests.

Despicable, but legal.

Bai Li paused to watch the drama. But Selina? She lectured them.

Calmly, eloquently—citing ethics, exposing their lust as shallow, their “love” a facade.

Her words pierced; the thugs cried, repenting publicly: “I’ve sinned! I’ve failed my parents, the heavens!”

Onlookers’ jaws dropped.

Selina stood serene, like unstained crystal—or a lotus in mud, pure despite filth.

She saw through hearts: the first boy’s sincerity, the thugs’ deceit. No scorn, no flight—just truth that shattered them.

Bai Li’s heart stirred. Only two girls ever moved her: Phillia, the elven princess “Dawnlight,” and now Selina.

Both held rare purity—not greenhouse naivety, but conscious choice amid corruption.

Most “innocent” girls crumbled when exposed to the world; Selina and Phillia bloomed brighter.

Bai Li had loved Phillia—confessed five times, rejected each. Elves were monogamous; Phillia’s heart was taken.

Demonkin outnumbered elves; status gaps loomed. Heartbroken, Bai Li’s queenly aura sharpened.

She’d dallied with many, but Phillia lingered in her soul.

If only she weren’t elven… Now, the Nine-Tails God answered: another pure soul, human—Selina, tailor-made.

I swear—I’ll claim her.