I Marked My Arch-Nemesis Omega - Chapter 10

As it turned out, Sheng Yu’s assumptions were correct—those people were easily provoked by her words, and Song Qing showed no intention of explaining herself.

Sheng Yu had guessed that Song Qing wouldn’t step forward to clarify. She disdained doing so. This person was arrogant and looked down on the rabble, believing they couldn’t possibly threaten her position as student council president.

The troublemakers had hoped to see a fight between the two sides, but if one party refused to engage, it wouldn’t be any fun.

Yet, Song Qing remained unwavering, appearing at the foot of Sheng Yu’s dormitory building as usual.

“Under what circumstances would the student council president be removed from office?” Sheng Yu asked.

Song Qing gave her a deep look. “Once the initial six-month probationary period after becoming president is over, there’s no possibility of removal.”

“Oh,” Sheng Yu responded.

“I became student council president in my first year of high school. So unless I die, this position is mine until graduation.”

Sheng Yu smiled. “Why say it like that, President? I was just asking casually, no ill intent.”

“I was merely answering your question seriously, nothing more,” Song Qing replied.

“After getting my neural communicator, I looked up the two places you mentioned,” Sheng Yu said, watching Song Qing. “Turns out I’d been to Chenghu before—it just wasn’t called that at the time.”

Song Qing said nothing, her gaze distant, as if lost in thought.

“President, could you bring me breakfast from the cafeteria tomorrow?” Sheng Yu lowered her eyelids slightly. “I’ve run out of food in my dorm. I can transfer you the money on Friday once I get my communicator back.”

“Fine,” Song Qing agreed without hesitation.

Sheng Yu raised an eyebrow, glancing at Song Qing. This student council president was truly interesting.

Back in class, Sheng Yu noticed a large sheet of paper on Fu Lian’s desk, densely covered in writing. She leaned in for a closer look—it was a self-criticism essay.

Fu Lian immediately walked over when she saw Sheng Yu staring at it. “Careful, I spent ages writing this. My hand’s about to fall off.”

“Your handwriting’s awful,” Sheng Yu remarked.

Fu Lian shot her a deadpan look. “If you had to write this much, yours wouldn’t be any better.”

“Too bad I don’t have to.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance. Song Qing won’t let you exploit loopholes next time,” Fu Lian said. “But are you still planning to run?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Sheng Yu crossed her legs. “I’ll do it within school regulations.”

“Huh?”

“Sick leave slips,” Sheng Yu said with a grin.

Fu Lian: “…”

“The school’s holding exams next week,” Fu Lian reminded her.

“Oh,” Sheng Yu propped her chin on her hand.

“Including physical fitness.”

Sheng Yu frowned.

“No sick leave allowed,” Fu Lian added.

Sheng Yu glanced at her. “I don’t usually skip exams.”

Perhaps because of the upcoming tests, the afternoon physical training class was even more brutal than usual.

“Today’s training is obstacle running. It’ll be part of next week’s exam,” the teacher announced.

The class erupted in protest.

“Teacher, are you serious? We’re not Alphas!” someone shouted.

“No mistake here. This is a new directive from the Ministry of Education. Starting now, Beta physical education classes will align with Alpha standards, though slightly less intense.” The teacher glanced around the classroom. “No need for sighs—this means you’ll have a shot at jobs previously reserved for Alphas too.”

“Compete for what? No matter how hard we try, we’ll never match up to Alphas,” Sheng Yu overheard someone mutter nearby. She shot them a look before turning away.

“Sheng Yu, you probably don’t have to participate, right? You’re clearly an Omega,” Bai Ying remarked.

“I’m not,” Sheng Yu retorted, baffled as to why people kept insisting she was an Omega.

The school had an obstacle course set up beneath the sports field—a sprawling area equipped with everything, including a mud pit where a group of Alphas were already training.

Sheng Yu spotted Song Qing, covered head to toe in mud, looking somewhat disheveled. Yet, compared to the other mud-caked figures around her, she still managed to stand out—though Sheng Yu couldn’t quite pinpoint why.

“This is so gross…”

“We’ll have to shower after this class.”

“Is there even a shower here?”

“Should’ve brought a change of clothes…”

Whispers buzzed around her.

“Why would the Ministry suddenly issue this kind of directive?” Zhang Yunsu sidled up. “Are we heading into another war?”

“Possibly,” Ren Jin sighed. “Hasn’t it always been ongoing?”

Sheng Yu shot them both a glance and raised a finger to her lips. “Shh.”

“Don’t discuss things like that.”

“Right,” Ren Jin nodded. “I used to think being a Beta would be fine—just ordinary. But now…”

Sheng Yu smirked. “Betas have always been on the frontlines. They’re just overshadowed by Alphas.”

“Don’t overthink it. What if you present as an Omega?” Zhang Yunsu offered.

“Yeah… If I could be an Omega, I wouldn’t have to work and still have plenty of money.”

Sheng Yu glanced at Ren Jin but stayed silent.

“Sheng Yu, why don’t you want to be an Omega?”

Sheng Yu shrugged. “If danger comes, you’re just waiting to die. I don’t like that—being powerless.”

“But Omegas usually aren’t in dangerous situations, right?” Ren Jin countered.

“Can’t say for sure. Life as an Omega isn’t as cushy as you think,” Sheng Yu said, hands in her pockets.

Ren Jin hesitated. “But… if it’s you, with so many Alphas liking you, you’d live well, wouldn’t you?”

“Basing your life on others is irrational.” Sheng Yu didn’t want to elaborate further. Watching Song Qing roll around in the mud in the distance, she couldn’t help but laugh. Too bad she didn’t have her device—she’d have loved to snap a photo and post it on the school forum.

Her amusement didn’t last long before it was her turn.

Ren Jin looked at Sheng Yu, then at Zhang Yunsu. “What do you think?”

“Me?” Zhang Yunsu pondered. “I’d rather go to war.”

“Fair enough.”

“To each their own. No need to overthink it.” Zhang Yunsu patted Ren Jin’s shoulder.

Sheng Yu had already stepped into the mud pit. She felt herself sinking and tried to stop, pulling one foot out only to have the other sink deeper.

“Sheng Yu! Did you not hear a single word I just said?” The teacher stood nearby with hands on her hips. “Let’s see how you get out of this!”

Everyone turned to look at Sheng Yu, who felt utterly embarrassed. Yet, she genuinely couldn’t free herself now. The mud wasn’t that deep, but she couldn’t find a solid point to push off from. Just then, an Alpha reached out a hand to her.

“Sheng Yu, let me pull you up.”

“No, let me! Let me!” Another hand stretched toward her.

Sheng Yu: “…”

The teacher was fuming.

Sheng Yu glanced at the people around her and sighed. She felt it wouldn’t be right to choose either. Then, suddenly, someone reached beneath the mud, wrapped their arms around her, and lifted her straight out.

Startled, Sheng Yu turned to look.

It was Song Qing.