Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

*Hiss...*

The female class president stubbed out her cigarette, gazing at the jam-packed bathroom.

She saw that the ghosts from Class 1 had all been beaten to a pulp.

Many of them were crouched in the corner, trembling, their faces a mask of terror and humiliation.

Things had gone surprisingly smoothly.

Everyone who deserved it had gotten their just desserts.

It was all thanks to the Class 1 ghosts being spread out for cleaning duty, and their own class president calling them over one by one. None of them suspected a thing. The result? They were dragged into the bathroom and got the crap beaten out of them!

She had never beaten so many ghosts at once before. Her arms were sore and weak, and her whole body ached with fatigue. But she felt incredibly satisfied—even more so than if she’d taken a top-grade Yin Qi Elixir.

’I don’t get what’s so great about these ghost cigarettes. They’re so harsh...’

The female class president shook her head.

She casually tossed the cigarette butt, an offering from the Class 1 ghosts, into the trash can.

The entire motion was fluid and smooth, perfectly showcasing her delinquent flair.

The ghosts of Class 2, in particular, looked at her with worship and respect.

Anyone who didn’t know better would have mistaken her for a gang leader.

"Class President, Yun and Huan are on their way up."

Just then, one of the Class 2 ghosts reported in a low voice.

"Got it," the female class president said calmly.

This act of revenge had been kept within controllable limits. It had threatened every ghost in Class 1, making them understand the consequences of provoking Yun Zhenyue. But no one had been killed, so it wasn’t a flagrant violation of school rules.

If they were found out, a minor punishment would be acceptable.

Thinking of this, she clapped the Class 1 male class president on the shoulder.

He immediately trembled in terror.

He was so terrified his legs nearly gave out from under him.

"You know what to say when you get back, right?"

The female class president’s low voice drifted into his ear, like a demon’s whisper, dripping with menace.

"Lend me that ’thing’ of yours for a few days. If you behave, I’ll give it back."

"Don’t worry. As long as you keep me satisfied, I won’t use it behind your back."

’A monster!’

’She’s a complete monster!’

The male class president was like a trampled flower, tears welling in the corners of his eyes. He looked like a wronged bride.

Although he hadn’t been beaten, his eyeball was still in her hands. He had no choice but to obey.

What’s more, the Class 1 ghosts were now full of resentment toward him.

All the blame had been shifted onto him.

He wouldn’t dare provoke Yun Zhenyue again, not if he had a hundred times the nerve.

He felt the urge to run at the very sight of her; just hearing her name was enough to trigger his PTSD.

"I... I get it..." the male class president stammered, biting his lower lip in humiliation.

"Excellent!"

Pleased, the female class president clapped him on the shoulder again.

The pat made her realize his build was actually quite sturdy.

"Nice build. Pretty solid, huh~" she said casually.

That did it!

The male class president was instantly convinced that this monster had some new, nefarious plan for him!

He immediately went limp and knelt on the bathroom floor.

"I’m sorry! I was wrong, I really was..."

His hair was disheveled and his sunglasses had fallen to the ground as he muttered the words over and over.

Seeing this, the Class 1 ghosts, who had been beaten into lumps like hand-pounded meatballs, watched in disbelief.

On top of their resentment, they now felt a bitter sense of indignation.

’Is this still the mighty and imposing class president we had before?’

’What a wimp!’

’You’d totally believe he was being blackmailed by these monsters!’

The female class president, however, just waved her hand.

"Let’s go! Time to move out!"

...

「A few minutes later.」

Only after the Class 2 ghosts had completely left did the ghosts of Class 1 dare to creep out of the bathroom.

Limping back to their seats, they were a dejected bunch, like wilted flowers after a storm. Covered in injuries and utterly listless, they looked like losers being cleared out of an arena—flesh torn, skin split, and spirits crushed.

The one in the worst shape was the Acne Ghost, the one who’d come up with the plan.

Both of his eyeballs had been removed.

They said the eyeballs were tossed straight into the sewer.

As for the truth of the matter, he was in no position to see it.

They might still be in the hands of the Class 2 ghosts, but getting them back would be nigh impossible.

When Yamada Aiko and the other two consorts walked into the classroom, they saw the room full of mangled faces.

The three of them were dumbfounded.

They instinctively took a step back to check the number on the door. It was Class 1, all right.

’How could this have happened? We were only gone for a minute, and the whole class looks like they got jumped by a gang!’

"Han Sumei... you?"

Yamada Aiko, carrying a broom, passed by Han Sumei.

She gaped at the being who was supposedly human.

Han Sumei’s eyes were swollen into thin slits, her face was a mass of bruises, and her nose was knocked crooked. Two trickles of blood ran from her nostrils to the corners of her mouth.

She was barely recognizable as human!!

And it wasn’t just her!

All the consorts from other countries looked pretty much the same!

Including Megan, who was caught in the crossfire!

Those two were better off; at least they knew why they’d been beaten.

The other three unlucky souls were dragged into the bathroom and beaten without ever figuring out what was going on.

Seeing Yamada Aiko’s shocked gaze, Han Sumei and Megan completely lost it.

"What are you looking at?! Get lost!" Han Sumei shouted indistinctly.

Megan grimaced, her face a mask of indignation. She’d only wanted to probe Yun Zhenyue, but she never expected to be the one to suffer for it!

’What on earth had Yun Zhenyue done?’

’Why did the ghosts of Class 2 treat her like a precious treasure?’

’They were even willing to make an enemy of Class 1 just to protect her!’

This question plagued Megan, planting seeds of resentment and jealousy toward Yun Zhenyue deep in her heart.

...

At that moment, the Sun Country audience watching the livestream couldn’t contain themselves anymore.

As long as the iron fist hadn’t landed on Yamada Aiko, they were happy.

They were all gloating.

But it was also a good thing that over the last few missions, Yamada Aiko seemed to have changed her strategy and stopped actively provoking Yun Zhenyue.

Instead, she had started trying to get on her good side.

Like she was Yun Zhenyue’s loyal dog.

Of course, Yamada Aiko hadn’t successfully brown-nosed her way into Yun Zhenyue’s favor yet.

But that was only a matter of time.

When it came to sucking up to people, the people of the Sun Country had a unique talent, unmatched anywhere in the world!

What’s wrong with being a sycophant?

The stronger the master, the better the scraps for the dog!

The higher-ups in the Sun Country also seemed to have noticed this.

They had started steering public opinion toward currying favor with Yun Zhenyue.

They were even preparing to enter a strategic partnership with the Dragon Country. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

[Yun Zhenyue doesn’t even know what the Class 2 ghosts did for her.]

[That’s a big shot for you. The chairman farts, and her subordinates treat it like a divine decree!]

[Sigh~ If only Miss Aiko could become deskmates with Miss Yun.]

[Dream on. Miss Yun’s status is so noble, it’s already a heavenly grace that Miss Aiko can sit behind her!]

[You’re right, you’re right. My apologies for being presumptuous!]

...

This level of ultimate brown-nosing made even the viewers from the Dragon Country blush a little.

Many of them gasped. The Sun Country’s skill at sucking up was truly in a class of its own!

’Don’t they have some kind of "immortal" selection over there?’

’They should just award the entire Sun Country the title of "Immortal Sycophant"!’

Hearing this, viewers from other countries completely lost their minds.

[The people from the Sun Country are a bunch of worthless dogs. You weren’t saying that before. Now that you see a Dragon Country woman has status, you go to suck up to her?]

[It’s their standard practice. We from the Flower Flag Country are already used to it.]

[That Dragon Country woman is just relying on that chairman’s medal. She’s just lucky, that’s all.]

[This is definitely Gu Yuan’s only trump card. Let’s see what he can pull out in the next dungeon!]