Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

CREAK~

The ghost homeroom teacher pushed open the classroom door.

This was the last class of the day.

He had been thinking in his office for a long time, worried that this bunch of idiots would provoke Yun Zhenyue. So, he had specifically changed this period to a class meeting to warn the ghosts of Class 1.

But as his icy gaze swept across the room, the words on the tip of his tongue died.

He was instantly stunned by the state of the Class 1 ghosts.

He’d only been gone for one class period!

What had happened?

He remembered this was a school, not a pigsty. Where did this bunch of pig-heads come from?

"Did you... get into a gang fight?" the ghost homeroom teacher asked, horrified.

As he spoke, he looked toward the male class monitor.

The monitor was wearing a pair of sunglasses, seemingly trying to look cool.

The ghost homeroom teacher frowned at the sight and immediately asked, "Didn’t I tell you all to do a major cleanup last period? You didn’t go?"

"We went, Teacher. It’s all clean,"

the male class monitor said, bracing himself.

They had taken a beating, but they had also cleaned the entire school. No one could find fault with their work.

"Then what’s with your—" the ghost homeroom teacher began, full of suspicion.

"We fell down by accident,"

the male class monitor insisted.

It would be believable if one or two of them had accidentally fallen.

But an entire class of ghosts all fell down?

They weren’t kindergarteners; they were a bunch of ghosts!

The class monitor was even a top-tier Fierce Ghost!

An existence who could blot out the sky with a wave of his hand in other instances... you’d have to be a ghost to believe he got that messed up from a fall!

The ghost homeroom teacher suddenly realized something. A flicker of anger flared in his heart as he gritted his teeth and asked, "Don’t tell me you fought with the students from Class 2?"

Dammit!

He was a step too late!

"..."

The moment he said that,

a dead silence fell over the entire classroom.

Nearly all the ghosts shot resentful glares at the male class monitor.

If he hadn’t led them into the restroom one by one, how could they have gotten hurt?

And to think they had trusted him!

Ignoring the crowd of ghosts, the ghost homeroom teacher hurriedly asked, "What about the new student in Class 2? She wasn’t hurt, was she?"

"No, I swear she wasn’t!"

the male class monitor said, swallowing hard.

"Phew~"

Hearing this,

the ghost homeroom teacher finally breathed a sigh of relief.

’Thank goodness that great personage wasn’t hurt, or I would have had a complete breakdown!’

’These idiots really don’t know how to read the room. The Chairman of the Board... is an existence like that someone a bunch of ghost students can afford to provoke?’

’She could drown them all with a single spit!’

’The lives of the Class 1 ghosts don’t matter, but it would be a disaster if I got dragged into this!’

His dissatisfaction and disgust for the ghosts of Class 1 grew.

The ghost homeroom teacher took a deep breath and said, "I don’t care what grievances you have."

"Just remember, all your injuries came from you accidentally falling down."

His cold, merciless gaze swept over all the ghosts in the class.

He didn’t even spare Han Sumei and the others.

It was like a sharp knife gliding across their necks, full of menacing warning!

"From now on, if anyone dares to provoke Class 2, especially that new transfer student, you’ll be making an enemy of me, and an enemy of all the teachers in this school!"

"I don’t care what kind of background you have. If you try to retaliate in private, no one will be able to protect you!"

VMM!

After hearing his words,

all the ghosts in Class 1 were aghast!

Looks of confusion, injustice, helplessness, and jealous hatred flickered in their eyes.

Among them, there were indeed a few ghosts who were still harboring some ideas.

Maybe not get revenge on Yun Zhenyue, but they could at least secretly make things difficult for her, right?

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to swallow this indignity!

But following the ghost homeroom teacher’s resolute and merciless words,

these ghosts fell into despair.

They were the ones who got beaten up, yet they were the ones being warned by the ghost homeroom teacher?

Was there any justice in that!

Did that transfer student from Class 2 really have such a powerful backer?

So powerful that even their own homeroom teacher, who had always favored them, had to bow his head?!!

It was as if an invisible net had enveloped the entirety of Chilling Middle School, its deep shadow suffocating every ghost until they could barely breathe.

Left with no other choice,

they all gave up on their petty schemes.

And transferred all their hatred onto the head of the ghost class monitor!

As for Han Sumei, Megan, and the other transfer students,

they too became targets of the ghosts’ hatred!

’The transfer student in Class 2 is that incredible?’

’She didn’t even have to say a word to make that pack of beasts from Class 2 do whatever they wanted.’

’And then there’s this group of transfer students. There are eight of them, yet they aren’t worth a single hair on her head!’

’They’re probably the ones who brought us this bad luck!!’

Sensing the faint, icy killing intent and resentment,

the girls in the classroom felt as if they had been plunged into an ice cellar, shivering from the cold.

Class 1, which they had fought so hard to get into, had instead become even more dangerous!

Han Sumei felt so wronged she wanted to cry, and a stream of hot tears flowed from the slits of her swollen eyes.

Yamada Aiko’s expression was grim. She’d been caught in the crossfire again, and couldn’t help but feel resentment toward these idiots.

"Teacher, I don’t want to sit next to her anymore. Can you get this rat away from me?"

At that moment, Megan’s deskmate stood up and said coldly.

"Hm?"

The ghost homeroom teacher glanced at Megan. His favorability toward her had already plummeted into the negatives, so he nodded immediately. "Fine."

"Not just her. All of you new transfer students."

"Your grades are poor, your character is terrible, and you’ve ruined the atmosphere of this class!"

"Now all of you, get to the back. From now on, you’ll stand at the back of the classroom for every lesson."

Stand at the very back of the classroom?

In an instant,

the girls’ morale completely shattered!

Some of them were very short; they could barely see the blackboard even when sitting in the middle of the room.

The ghost students in the back row included some who were 1.9 meters tall, and some ghosts had long hair that made them almost two meters tall in total. They were like an impenetrable wall, completely blocking the view.

If they couldn’t see a damn thing in class, how were they supposed to improve their grades?!

They hadn’t come to Chilling Middle School to play around; their sole purpose was to raise their grades!

That was the only way to obtain more powerful skills after completing the mission!

And just like that,

all their hopes were crushed?

...

「Meanwhile.」

Yun Zhenyue was flipping through the female class monitor’s study notes.

It was a geography notebook, detailing some of the geographical environments of the Ghost World.

Yun Zhenyue read it with great concentration.

Just then, Loo Huan came over, tapped Yun Zhenyue on the shoulder, and said with a rather mysterious expression, "Guess what I just saw?"

"You were showing off again?" Yun Zhenyue guessed casually.

"No! What do you take me for!" Loo Huan wrinkled her delicate nose and leaned close to Yun Zhenyue’s ear. "Everyone in Class 1 has their faces swollen up like pigs!"

She told Yun Zhenyue what she had just seen.

Apparently, the ghosts of Class 1 had a stampede accident while going downstairs.

As a result, almost every student in the class was injured!

Some of them even had their eyeballs fall out!

"Hiss~" Yun Zhenyue said, surprised. "They got that messed up just from going down the stairs? That has to be a lie, right?"

"I thought it was a lie at first, too,"

Loo Huan whispered suspiciously.

The warm breath tickled Yun Zhenyue’s earlobe.

"But then the dean of students went to check, and they all insisted they just fell. So the matter was dropped."

"But hey~ I have a feeling the people from our class did it."

SLAP!

Hearing this, Yun Zhenyue slapped her notebook shut.

A look of startled suspicion grew in her beautiful eyes.

’The students from Class 2 did it?’

’Loo Huan had told her that Class 1 and Class 2 always kept to themselves. There was no reason for them to beat anyone up, right?’

’—Could it be because of me?’

Yun Zhenyue faintly sensed this was a possibility.

She glanced at the students around her.

She noticed subtle gazes directed her way.

When Yun Zhenyue’s gaze fell upon them,

the ghost students hastily and nervously looked away. Some even stiffened, as if hiding a little secret.

At that, Yun Zhenyue knew her guess was solid.

’The ghosts from Class 1 probably wanted to cause trouble for me, which is why Class 2 did this. The reason they stopped me from going upstairs was likely because they didn’t want me to get involved and be punished.’

Yun Zhenyue didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but her heart felt warm.

Just as she was about to thank her classmates from Class 2,

BZZ~

the phone in her pocket began to vibrate.

She had specifically set it to vibrate to avoid disrupting the class.

"Hm?"

Yun Zhenyue looked down and saw it was a call from Gu Yuan.

’I wonder what he wants, calling at a time like this?’