Chapter 30 Not All Silvers Are Gold

• "Our school has now descended so low that anyone of unknown background can come in now. I bet she must have slept her way through, though. Slut." One of the female students—I mean Lorelei's followers—taunted
• Her lips were curled up provocatively as if she were daring me to do my worst like I had face-slapped them in the class earlier. Dressed in a white kimono, she held her phone and continued scrolling through it; almost every second, she'd raise her head to glare at me as if I were the creator of whatever nonsense she had just read on her phone.
• Most of the female students, who I presume are Lorelei's followers, and I are in the dressing room.