“I never thought there’d be so many people in our school who could get an identity code.”
Ye Xingyao held her lover’s hand as they walked in search of lunch, sighing at the hidden talents within the school.
“Yeah.”
Yi Shiyue nodded in agreement.
It had been a while since they learned about the Transcendent World, but they still hadn’t expected that just their university alone already had over ten people who could find the person in charge and present their identity code.
The person in charge was completely dumbfounded when he saw so many people wielding such authority—who would’ve thought Satellite University had so many hidden big shots?
After all, even if not many people in the entire Satellite City chose to go to university and had the grades for it, their university still had over three thousand students. A dozen or so figures like this among three thousand was already terrifying, and most of them were barely over twenty!
Times like these made Ye Xingyao realize that even though she thought she’d surpassed most of her peers in both grades and ability, there would always be people keeping pace with her or even surpassing her.
These people might have glamorous backgrounds, incredibly lucky pasts, or put in effort that ordinary people couldn’t match. In any case, they always appeared just after she’d improved herself, which was really discouraging. What was even more disheartening was that most of them were the same age, and as time went on, even younger, more capable ones might show up.
Thinking about this, Ye Xingyao secretly sighed.
Of course, she didn’t have any dream of ruling alone for eternity. Even after becoming a Star Elf, she still wanted nothing more than to protect the people around her—just with the added goal of helping others within her means.
“Hey, is Xiaoyao overthinking again? You’ve been doing great, you know.”
Yi Shiyue seemed to notice the fleeting dejection in the girl beside her. She squeezed the hand she was holding and used her free hand to pat her head.
“I’m not…”
Ye Xingyao squinted and turned her head to look elsewhere, checking if anyone was watching their interaction.
“Am I just flattering myself? But Xiaoyao’s face is pretty red, you know?”
Yi Shiyue teased her by lightly pinching her cheek.
“It’s not!”
She was clearly suppressing that tiny bit of emotion and shyness—how could she be blushing?!
“Hehe, Xiaoyao’s reaction says it all, doesn’t it?”
The next second, Yi Shiyue flashed a triumphant smirk—so she’d been bluffing!
“Xiaoyue! That doesn’t count!”
It took Ye Xingyao less than a second to figure out what she was up to. She pouted sulkily.
At moments like this, no matter how much she explained, it was futile—they understood each other far too well.
If you asked her, having hearts connected and knowing each other inside out was sometimes really inconvenient. For surprises or pranks, they’d get caught instantly.
And when she showed even a hint of vulnerability, she’d be flooded with her lover’s support and gentleness, leaving no room for self-reflection or digestion…
But that said, having a lover who understood her and walked beside her on the path forward was a novel experience, and she didn’t hate it.
“Alright, I’m just looking after you.”
“If that’s the case, you might as well think about what to eat later.”
“Hehe, Xiaoyao’s being tsundere again~ Though what to eat really is a thought-provoking question…”
When they got to lunch, the two girls, usually full of clever schemes, hit a wall.
They both fell into a strange silence. Their earlier affectionate interactions weren’t as attention-grabbing as this weird quiet.
“How about… we go back and see what’s left in the fridge?”
Ye Xingyao muttered softly, breaking the silence first, and quickly got Yi Shiyue’s approval.
Sometimes eating leftovers wasn’t because they were short on money—they just really didn’t know what to eat…
Today, the whole school’s activities had made way for this identity review, so after they got back, they only needed to figure out how to talk to Ye Xingling. No more classes to attend. Joyous occasion, joyous occasion.
“Xiaoyue, I’m going to check a message.”
Neither of them was the type to look at their phone while walking, especially when holding hands. When the phone in her pocket vibrated, she figured she should let her partner know.
The girl beside her nodded. Ye Xingyao pulled out her phone and glanced at the incoming message. Her expression turned serious, and she couldn’t help thinking—
‘It’s really been one thing after another lately.’
“What’s wrong?”
Yi Shiyue leaned in to look at the message with her.
Little Sis: Bro, if you can, could you come to our school? There was an explosion from the gym just now, and I think I saw people in black hoods going in and out.
Ye Xingyao immediately replied—
“Find a safe place and wait for me!”
But her sister didn’t reply, which made her uneasy. She nearly called a railcar on the spot and rushed straight to Satellite City Sixth High School…
But Yi Shiyue grabbed her in time and shook her head, signaling her not to lose her head to anxiety. Ye Xingyao shook herself and regained her usual composure, taking a deep breath.
“Xiaoyue, let’s go back to the safehouse, grab my gear, and pick up Fumier on the way. We’ll contact reinforcements in the car!”
“Okay!”
With that, they hailed a railcar and sped toward the nearby safehouse.
“Why isn’t Sister Hongye answering…”
Ye Xingyao stared anxiously at the unanswered call screen.
Hongye Qiu was the strongest and most effective combat power she could call on, but now this “perfect insurance” had lost contact…
No, no—she wasn’t someone who lost her wits without Sister Hongye. At some point, she’d started depending on that powerful sister, and that wasn’t like her.
Who else could help…
Suddenly, her eyes lit up!
Right, the Magical Girl Society!
Just as she was looking for Qiluo’s contact info, Qiluo sent her a message that threw her into confusion.
Qiluo: Miss Ye Xin, can you come to Satellite City Sixth High School to help? It seems like Shuanghua’s in trouble.
These two places overlapped like this…