Under the gentle, warm lighting of the shop, Shen Ning recounted the relationship between her and Xu Chuyao over the past three years.
They didn’t really get along that well; instead, the other party was always teasing her—this way and that, again and again, over and over.
Behind the bar, several young ladies tried hard to stifle their laughter, occasionally whispering to each other, sighing at the innocence of a young girl’s youth.
Sister Hong listened with a smile until she finished, then asked, “If that’s the case, how did you two end up together?”
Shen Ning was momentarily stunned, the image of Thunder Girl’s light, floating skirt flashing through her mind, her hands holding a cup of pineapple soda, not sure how to answer.
“Just… we just ended up together, I guess.”
How could she possibly explain blurting out, “I want to f*** you,” only for the other person to mishear it as a confession, inexplicably agree, and thus she gained a girlfriend—how was she supposed to explain something like that?
“Then let me ask you another way,” Sister Hong said. “When did you realize you liked her?”
The girl’s gaze drifted away.
Emmmmm, when was it?
Maybe it was that morning she was put in detention, with the moonlight streaming down along the window frame, falling straight into her heart.
Or maybe it was at some moment when she suddenly realized that, in this cold Academy, no one cared about her. In the laboratory, everyone treated her as a research subject, and the school leaders saw her as an outsider.
Only Xu Chuyao didn’t treat her like an object, didn’t treat her as an outsider… maybe didn’t even treat her as a person.
The direction might be a bit off, but Thunder Girl might really be the one in the world who cares about her the most.
It was also at that moment that she truly believed Xu Chuyao would become her wife in the future.
“I think… she’s really cute,” Shen Ning said softly. “She’s really pretty, has a great figure, a big chest… and she’s just so cute.”
Sexually Repressed Shadow facepalmed: “Is ‘cute’ really all you can say?”
But the young ladies behind the bar found the girl’s answer quite amusing, their giggles making her cheeks burn with embarrassment.
Sister Hong turned and glared at them, and only then did the laughter gradually subside.
“All right, little sister, your story is very sweet. We sincerely wish you both happiness. Is there anything else you need? Want to buy something related, or need help in some area?”
“A good opportunity,” Sexually Repressed Shadow reminded her, “Quick, learn some real skills!”
Shen Ning took another sip of pineapple soda and tentatively said, “I… need some help, in a certain aspect… I’m not really good at it.”
“In what aspect?”
“That aspect.”
Sister Hong thought for a few seconds, then understood.
“No problem. May I see your hand?”
A few minutes earlier, Lone Wolf could still see a bright future waving at him. With a good mindset, his speech was getting better and better. For a moment, he felt just like a famous figure from the pre-Spirit Power era—like Churchill or Roosevelt or someone like that.
Then, a sweet and soft girl’s voice came through the loudspeaker from outside:
“All members attending the Clown Gang gathering, you are surrounded! Surrender immediately! I repeat, get down and beg for mercy!”
Lone Wolf froze, his fellow clowns froze, and the other attendees also froze.
Why did this happen?
The only one who didn’t freeze was Li Xueli, who had been sitting at the edge. As soon as she heard the girl’s voice, she bent down and slipped out.
“It’s you! You traitor!”
In his panic, Lone Wolf blurted out a strange accusation. In a split second, he raised his arm and shouted, “What are you afraid of? There are just a few students outside! We have so many like-minded people here. Let’s rush out together and fight our way through!”
“Charge!”
The cold winter wind blew past the entrance of the small music hall. The three newly recruited clowns rushed out, only to be pummeled by a flurry of punches, left dazed and disoriented.
Yes, only they rushed out. The rest of the attendees remained seated, muttering things like, “I promise I have nothing to do with any of this, I just came to listen to music, I don’t know why it turned out like this…”
As for Lone Wolf, he took a little underling and ran out the back door.
Of the four who came out to fight, three were newly recruited hotheads. The only official member, after seeing the situation clearly, slapped himself hard.
Damn it, why didn’t I check the situation before running!
“Er Guang, Xiao You, Xiao Shi, you three stay here and help Li Laoshi control the scene,” Xu Chuyao quickly gave orders. “Cheng Li, Xiao Zhong, come with me to give chase.”
“Yes, leader!”
Lone Wolf and his underling ran fast. Even though their pursuers had a car, they kept a steady distance.
He didn’t sense anything wrong for the moment, thinking only that as long as he could get to that place… there!
Yonglu Lane!
“Hurry up and help me! Some students are chasing me!” Lone Wolf knocked on the door and shouted.
Two tiles fell from the old house, but nothing else happened.
“Damn it!”
Lone Wolf understood. Those bastards never intended to help him. Since the risk was too high, they just let one person take the fall.
He also realized that the car behind wasn’t failing to catch up—it just wanted to see where he was going.
Seeing the three students get out of the car, Lone Wolf stopped running, standing with his underling to face them head-on.
“So you wanna play dirty, huh? Fine, come at me directly!”
They’d run a distance, and the enemy reinforcements wouldn’t be arriving soon, so for now, he only had to deal with these three.
Lone Wolf quickly sized them up. The two boys looked like they had some skill, but not much. The other, especially bright-looking girl, was just there for show, with that big chest—definitely just a pretty face. They were down a person, but he was a noble Mid Second Rank Spirit Power User, after all.
“Be friendly!”
Cheng Li shouted and charged at Lone Wolf, while Zhong Ming rushed at the underling—First Rank versus First Rank, Second Rank versus Second Rank.
Lone Wolf felt the force of the punch, sneered, and a surge of energy flowed out from his body, actually deflecting Cheng Li’s fist and causing him to miss.
Unconvinced, Cheng Li swung again, but as he drew near, he suddenly pulled back and switched to a whip kick. But it was no use—the energy flow once again knocked him aside.
“No Spirit Power projection techniques, just brute force. What’s the difference between First Rank and Second Rank if you’re like this!”
Lone Wolf spoke disdainfully, energy surging around him. “This is called Deflection Field. Even in Shengling Academy, you can’t learn this move. You can only watch as I use it to turn your attacks into nothing! Hahaha!”
At that moment, Lone Wolf regained the feeling he had on the podium earlier. The big shots of the Supreme Society weren’t wrong—students raised in the Academy’s ivory tower really couldn’t compare to people like him…
Whoosh—snap!
The sound of fabric tearing yanked him back to reality. He turned to see a small pink fist, carrying trembling air, tearing open the Deflection Field like cloth and heading straight for his right cheek.
With his experience, Lone Wolf could tell at a glance—the thing trembling wasn’t the air, but highly condensed Spirit Power.
And his face.
Bang!