Xanthia did not strike a fatal blow when Jimmy attempted to reconcile; instead, she mercifully allowed him an escape, feeling an exceptional sense of kindness for doing so.

  Had it been any other vengeful system owner, Jimmy would have faced utter disgrace and been unable to remain in the css. Emotionally, he was already on the verge of colpse.

  Her methods were so subtle that no one could have guessed that she, with her delicate appearance and gentle nature, possessed an unusual way. Although this power originated from a small insect-summoning beast, her effortless control made it seem as though the creature belonged solely to her.

  Ultimately, her strong self-control and adherence to principles defined her as someone who refrained from offending others unless provoked. For those who dared to cross her, like Jimmy, the outcome often turned them into objects of ridicule.

  Even though Jimmy appeared to have salvaged some dignity, that evening, his deskmate Crissante was passionately recounting the ordeal in the girls' dormitory. Normally reserved, Crissante was now fervently venting her frustrations.

  Crissante, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, was appalled by the yellow urine that stained her chair legs. To her, it felt as though she had been directly spshed, and the indignity was too much to bear.

  "People have no idea how disgusting Jimmy is. He’s a hopeless pervert. I think he did it on purpose. Despite the long break, he insisted on lecturing Xanthia instead of going to the bathroom! When css resumed, he just started peeing! First, I smelled that awful stench, and then I looked down and saw the mess. I was stunned, thinking, 'Am I surrounded by this filthy yellow puddle?!'"

  Crissante’s vivid recounting caused her seven roommates to frown while trying to suppress their ughter. Some couldn’t help bursting into loud guffaws.

  Xenia La Sagrada, Xanthia's former deskmate, ughed so hard she could barely catch her breath. "Jimmy is unbelievable. He’s clueless socially, not a top student, and yet he bullies those who perform worse than him. I never thought he’d target someone as sweet as Xanthia. He got exactly what he deserved!"

  Xenia, who had no conflicts with Xanthia during their time as deskmates, described their retionship as peaceful despite Xanthia’s social anxiety. This amicable coexistence left Xenia with a positive impression of her.

  The dorm leader, Luciel, caught onto the mention of Xanthia and probed Crissante for more details, knowing Luciel had a good rapport with Xanthia.

  Crissante, aware of Luciel's protective and fair nature, recounted the day’s events in detail.

  After hearing the story, Luciel felt even more sympathy for Xanthia, viewing her as someone too easily targeted by others.

  Crissante’s narration stoked the dorm's collective anger, leading the girls to vehemently condemn Jimmy. As word spread to visitors from neighboring dorms, the gossip rapidly circuted until it was widely known. Jimmy’s reputation among the girls plummeted.

  Meanwhile, in the boys' dorms, the incident became a hot topic of conversation—except in Jimmy’s dorm, which remained awkwardly silent due to their proximity to the source of the gossip.

  In Dematero’s dorm, discussions were more tempered. Dematero himself, aiming to maintain harmony among cssmates, refrained from stoking the fmes.

  Sunny’s dorm, however, offered no such leniency. There, Jimmy became the target of relentless ridicule.

  While accidents like diarrhea in css could be understood, albeit rare and embarrassing, btantly urinating without restraint was seen as deliberate. How else could someone produce such a mess without attempting to stop it?

  Sunny, another victim of Jimmy's accident due to gravity’s effects, voiced his frustration: "It’s unreal. Normally, I keep my soccer ball in the backroom, but that day, it was under my desk..."

  Sunny’s treasured "Meteor Fire" World Cup soccer ball had been sullied by Jimmy’s urine, an indignity he could not easily forgive!

  Had it not been for the imposing presence of Mr. Emmanuel at the podium, ensuring discipline in the cssroom, Sunny might have lost it and thrown his ball at the scoundrel in front of him, demanding he lick it clean!

  Afterward, Sunny washed the ball repeatedly, but no amount of cleaning could erase the memory of what had happened. To him, the ball's spirit had been forever tainted.

  The stench of that day lingered in his mind.

  Sunny’s mischievous friend, Makarios El Eudoxios—a notorious jokester with a collection of questionable videos—knew how much Sunny cherished his ball. Spotting an opportunity for humor, Makarios spun a crude narrative involving Sunny’s soccer ball and Jimmy’s urine.

  In Makarios’s story, the "soccer babe" was personified, with Jimmy’s urine becoming a "blondie" antagonist. The ball became a betrayed party, and Sunny, the wronged lover.

  Makarios’s outrageous storytelling shattered Sunny’s defenses. Now, whenever Sunny looked at his ball, he felt a sense of betrayal, as if it had been vioted. The entire scenario was absurdly lewd and infuriating.

  "Damn it! Jimmy’s a despicable public urinator who defiled my prized ball. I won’t rest until I’ve settled the score!" Sunny decred, his teeth clenched in anger.

  His dormmates, naturally, encouraged the drama while ughing hysterically.

  The boys, compared to the girls, treated the event as an amusing tale to break the monotony of school life—a pungent but unforgettable chapter of their youth.