Building The Perfect Harem With My Heavenly Desire System-Chapter 32: Of All People… It Had to Be Emily

Chapter 32

The classroom was unusually boring today. Rows of wooden desks stretched toward the front where a large whiteboard was filled with graphs, complex numbers and long complicated economic formulas that seemed to blur together the longer anyone stared at them.

At the front of the room stood a dignified man with grey hair and a slightly comical pair of spectacles on his face, which made him look like one of those eccentric professors from TV. And the irony was that he was actually a professor named prof. Dalton, a man whose life revolved entirely around academics.

He scribbled on the whiteboard while continuing to speak in a slow, boring voice, that could put even an insomniac to sleep.

"Now if we analyze the elasticity of demand within this model..."

Unfortunately, most of the students looked half dead while listening to the boring professor who looked like he want to kill them with boredom. A few of them ignored the lecture and were lazily scrolling through their phones under their desks. While others stared blankly ahead, pretending to listen while their minds wandered somewhere far away.

Meanwhile, almost half of the girls if not more were busy ogling at the extremely handsome boy with raven black hair and pale porcelain skin who sat slumped in his chair with a lazy look in his mesmerizing green eyes.

They looked so smitten that you could practically see heart shapes in their eyes like all those anime girls.

"OMG! Who is that guy? He’s so freakin hot." A slightly chubby girl whispered a few seats away. "Like I totes want to marry him right now. Ah...!"

"I think that’s Alex," another replied, her voice trembling with excitement. "You know? The shy guy who’s always alone in class, but also friends with Zack from the basketball team."

"No freaking way! Really? He’s that Alex?" The girl gasped "Wow... how did he change all of a sudden? No offense, but he kinda looked like trash before. But now, he looks like a goddamn angel who was sent here to steal my heart."

"I wonder if he got plastic surgery or something... But even plastic surgery can’t make a person this beautiful. Lawd, he is so freaking cute."

Alex groaned inwardly and shifted in his seat.

’I can hear you. I can hear all of you. He thought, suppressing the growing irritation bubbling inside his chest.

Before, he would have been happy receiving all this attention. But after hearing the same comments since the moment he got to school, he had grown tired of all the admiration. At this point, he was beginning to understand the suffering of all handsome men in the world.

"Back off, Elena, Alex is mine. I totally saw him first."

"As if! Do you think he wants a slut like you who’s probably been fucked by all the popular guys in school? Oh please, hell no. He needs a gal with curves and... good skills. Hehe."

"You bitch! How dare you call me a slut? Do you think he’ll even bother paying any attention to a girl with plastic boobs and ass? Don’t make me laugh."

The argument quickly escalated into a hushed but venomous debate about his preferences. Meanwhile, Alex tuned out their meaningless squabble and forced himself to stare blankly at the board. Yet he couldn’t concentrate on the damn thing.

He blamed everything on the fact that he had left the private room immediately after testing the spatial storage skill for a couple of hours, so he wasn’t able to get any shut-eyes.

Suppressing a yawn, he tried to focus on what the professor was talking about, but his tired mind refused to cooperate with him. Instead, it kept urging him to take a nap, just a small beautiful nap.

But he resisted.

[Hey you look like you just got run over by a truck. I guess that’s what you get for fucking a woman into oblivion and then staying awake all night practicing with the skill you practically called useless]

’Damnit, are you always this chatty and annoying? Can’t you see I’m in class, for Christ sake?"

[Says a man who already knows all this stuff. Didn’t you literally get reborn? So why are you still paying attention in school? It’s not like it even helped you in your past life. Oops]

Alex rubbed his temple in annoyance and stared down at the notebook in front of him, pretending to read while the professor’s voice droned somewhere in the classroom.

"Look," he muttered under his breath "I really need you to lower your voice. You’re going to get me caught. I don’t want someone to hear me talking to myself and think that I’ve lost my mind."

[Relax most of them, especially the ladies, are too focused on how hot you are. So I doubt they’ll even think you’re weird for talking to yourself. Instead they’ll probably think, oh! Look at Alex, he’s so dreamy and mysterious. I wanna marry him. Blah blah blah]

Alex’s eyes twitched. This was one of those moments where he really wished he had the ability to sew the little gremlin’s mouth shut. But alas, too bad he couldn’t.

Unfortunately for him, it seemed like the little chibi was determined to keep pestering him during class. That was, until the professor’s voice suddenly rang out, calling his name.

"Mr Alex!"

The sudden call echoed across the classroom. Dozens of eyes immediately snapped toward Alex’s direction. Even the fangirls who had been whispering about him a second ago suddenly straightened in their seats, pretending like they had been paying attention the whole time.

Alex blinked slowly, wondering if he had imagined the professor calling his name. Unfortunately... He had not.

Shooting the amused chibi a resentful glare, Alex turned towards the professor, who was staring directly at him with a chalk pointing in his direction.

"Mr Alex," Prof Dalton repeated firmly. "Since you seem... Deep in thought, perhaps you can answer the question I just asked."

Alex sighed in resignation.

’Great’

Slowly, he pushed himself off his seat. At the same time, the system’s mischievous voice rang inside his head.

[Oh yeah. Now this should be fun]

’Not a word,’ Alex warned.

Professor Dalton, who had been waiting, gestured toward the board, which was filled with complicated graphs and formulas that could make anyone lose their mind and at the same time beg for help.

"Can you explain what happens to the quantity demanded when the price of a good increases, assuming the demand curve remains unchanged?"

Several students looked curious as to how Alex was going to answer that question. Well... all except one. It was a dark haired girl with extremely stunning features who remained seated with a bored and indifferent expression on her angelic looking face. She exuded this cold and icy aura that seemed to keep everyone at bay. Her eyes drifted to Alex then focused back on what she was reading.

Alex, meanwhile, glanced at the board, then rubbed his tired eyes.

"Uhh... I think the price goes up and... Demand goes down."

A student at the back snorted.

"Yeah, it’s official. Handsome over there is cooked."

Professor Dalton raised his hands to silence the class and focused back on Alex.

"And why does that happen?"

Alex stared at the graph again. Even though his brain felt exhausted, he still remembered everything from his previous life about this exact class.

Back then, he had actually been paying full attention in class, but that bastard of a bully, Jeff, kept throwing spitballs at the back of his head. That made him yell at the fucker to stop, at the end of the day the professor accused him of disturbing the class and asked him to explain the exact same question.

Sadly, he couldn’t answer it and got a stern warning, and the worst part of it all was that he got a wedgie after class. But this time with memories of his years as an accountant, everything seemed pretty easy.

"Because consumers respond to higher prices by reducing consumption. It lowers purchasing power and pushes buyers toward substitutes."

The classroom suddenly grew noticeably quieter.

Alex continued lazily. "So unless the demand curve shifts due to outside factors like income change or maybe... Consumer preference, then the quantity demanded naturally falls as price increases."

The professor looked at Alex with a hint of appreciation and smiled.

"As expected from one of our top students. But do try to pay attention next time so you don’t miss important explanations."

Several jealous boys who had been expecting him to fail, looked like they had just swallowed a fly. Meanwhile all of the girls who had been gossiping about Alex, looked at him with an even more fervent, almost obsessive gazes.

Meanwhile, Alex just slumped back into his seat, suppressing another yawn that was struggling to come out.

[Nerd!]

The chibi yelled at him, while crossing her arms in annoyance. She really wanted to watch her host make a fool of himself in front of the whole class. Since he had been ignoring her earlier.

Alex smirked smugly while watching the sulking chibi. Until a very familiar voice he could never forget in his entire life resounded across the room.

It came from a petite young girl around nineteen to twenty years old. She had long auburn colored hair with smooth pale skin and a slightly curvaceous body. The petite looking young girl was dressed in a simple white blouse and a dark pleated skirt that hugged her slim waist neatly. A thin cardigan hung loosely over her shoulders, giving her a soft, almost gentle appearance that contrasted strangely with the sharp confidence in her hazel green eyes.

But Alex didn’t care about any of that. Because the moment he heard that voice, all the memories of his first love fucking his best friend exploded through his mind. He had always known that this day would come. The day he was going to meet the bitch who had betrayed him... and ended his life. He was finally meeting Emily again.