Bush, what’s going on???
Ling Xiaoyou stared in shock at the ice-blue longsword embedded halfway into the floor, her little head unable to process what had just happened.
But fortunately, a chilling sense of danger snapped her out of her daze, making her realize what was really going on.
Someone wanted to kill her!
Someone actually wanted to kill her, a weak and helpless little Pen Fairy!!!
Ling Xiaoyou was furious…
She got angry for a moment.
Then she suddenly realized that the attack just now had barely missed her—she didn’t think the attacker had simply thrown it off target.
Obviously, the attack just now wasn’t meant to kill her directly, but more like…
A warning?
While Ling Xiaoyou pondered, her gaze couldn’t help but drift toward the direction from which the ice-blue longsword had come—that is, out the window.
With just one glance, Ling Xiaoyou froze on the spot, unable to look away.
Outside the window, standing atop the streetlamp that illuminated the dark campus, was a black-haired girl.
Bathed in moonlight, the silver glow seemed to drape her in a layer of gauze, making her exquisite and beautiful face resemble a moon goddess.
The girl’s pure black eyes were locked tightly onto Ling Xiaoyou, her expression cold and serious.
Even when Ling Xiaoyou—the little ghost she had just warned—turned to look straight at her, her expression didn’t change at all.
Honestly, this girl was very pretty—under the moonlight, she was even more breathtaking.
But that wasn’t why Ling Xiaoyou couldn’t look away.
After all, in terms of appearance, Ling Xiaoyou didn’t think she was any less attractive than this girl.
She was a beautiful girl too, okay!
But for some reason, this girl inexplicably drew Ling Xiaoyou in, like a magnet, making it impossible for her to look away.
Ling Xiaoyou clutched her pounding heart, using all her willpower—comparable to getting out of bed in winter—to finally tear her gaze away from the girl.
What on earth is going on with me?
Why do I feel drawn to her the moment I see her, as if…
She possesses something I desire?
It can’t be that I’ve been charmed, right?
A ghost like me, enchanted by a human? That can’t be possible!
Ling Xiaoyou hadn’t finished thinking when suddenly, past memories surged in her mind, and she realized who the girl she had just seen was.
Wasn’t she the Bai Shuanglian that the old senior had posted about in the group chat earlier?!
Why was she here?
And judging by the situation earlier, even if she didn’t seem intent on killing her, she clearly wasn’t planning to get along peacefully either.
While Ling Xiaoyou was still in shock and confusion, Li Yarou beside her finally recovered from the sudden attack.
She looked at the ice-blue longsword—clearly deadly and still gleaming with a cold light—lying some distance away.
Her legs felt weak.
“Is it another Summoning Pen Spirit?”
A chilly voice sounded from nearby.
Ling Xiaoyou spun around in surprise, only to see that Bai Shuanglian had somehow already opened the window and entered from outside.
She glanced at Ling Xiaoyou, whose body was half-buried in the floor, then at the frightened Li Yarou and the Summoning of Bixian items on the folding table.
She nodded, as if she already understood everything.
Then, Bai Shuanglian raised her hand and made a grasping motion.
The ice-blue longsword, previously embedded in the floor, trembled, then pulled itself free and flew back into Bai Shuanglian’s hand.
Her gaze swept across the room.
Finally, Bai Shuanglian fixed her icy eyes on Ling Xiaoyou and said,
“But judging by your actions just now, it doesn’t seem to match the usual behavior of a Pen Fairy?”
As she spoke, Bai Shuanglian narrowed her eyes and said coldly,
“Could it be that you intend to seduce her into doing something bad?”
Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyou was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized.
Bai Shuanglian must have arrived here long ago—she might have witnessed the entire process of Li Yarou summoning Ling Xiaoyou.
If so, Ling Xiaoyou could understand why Bai Shuanglian had suddenly intervened to warn her.
After all, as Bai Shuanglian said, Ling Xiaoyou’s current actions were indeed improper for someone in the position of Pen Fairy.
Normally, she shouldn’t reveal herself in front of the summoner, nor should she actively fulfill the summoner’s wishes.
What she should do is hide her presence and respond only when questioned by the summoner.
Other than that, unless specifically requested, Ling Xiaoyou shouldn’t go out of her way to do extra things.
No wonder Bai Shuanglian saw her as someone trying to seduce Li Yarou.
“I wasn’t doing anything like that!”
Ling Xiaoyou put her hands on her hips, puffing her cheeks in protest.
Although she wanted to gain some Happiness Points from Li Yarou, Happiness Points wouldn’t affect Li Yarou at all.
In fact, Li Yarou might even feel happy because of Ling Xiaoyou’s actions!
So Ling Xiaoyou could say she had a clear conscience!
“Oh, really? Just so you know, even if you lie, I can still find out the truth.”
Bai Shuanglian looked at Ling Xiaoyou’s face, which practically screamed ‘I didn’t do anything wrong’, and seeing her completely unashamed, pinched her chin thoughtfully and nodded—as if she believed her.
“Of course I wouldn’t lie! After all, I’m a legitimate employee of the Ghostly Grievance Department—I wouldn’t do anything bad!”
Ling Xiaoyou replied immediately, feeling a bit relieved inside.
Although it wasn’t a big deal, as long as she could explain herself, that was good enough.
She didn’t want to end up on Bai Shuanglian’s Blacklist.
But before she could relax completely, she heard Bai Shuanglian’s next question:
“But you still haven’t explained those actions that don’t fit a Pen Fairy’s behavior.”
Those actions were obviously all for Happiness Points!
Ling Xiaoyou thought this to herself—but of course, she couldn’t say it out loud.
Hmm… She had to find a reasonable excuse.
Maybe she should just say she was soft-hearted?
Even if it sounded far-fetched, maybe it’d work?
Just as Ling Xiaoyou was pondering, Li Yarou, who had been silently listening to their conversation, suddenly spoke up:
“Because I asked for all those things. I wanted to become friends with Pen Fairy Onee-san!”
Eh?
Pen Fairy… Onee-san?
Me?
It was the first time Ling Xiaoyou had ever been called Pen Fairy Onee-san.
Given her petite, loli appearance, hardly anyone ever addressed her that way.
“F… friend?”
At these words, Bai Shuanglian paused, then—who knew what she imagined—looked at Ling Xiaoyou with the gaze one would use for a strange older sister with suspicious intentions toward little girls.
Ling Xiaoyou: ???