Chapter 29: Transfer Student

Early morning, Classroom A at school—

“Have you heard? Have you heard?!”
The boys gathered around Qing Yue’s front row again, a scene she witnessed every morning. As for why they always chose this spot, there might be a subtle intention to “catch the attention of the study committee behind.”

“What? What?”
Another boy asked bewilderedly.

“It’s about that rumor – ‘demons can actually talk!'”
The speaker was somewhat excited.

“Ah? Talk? Hasn’t that always been the case?”

“Talking here doesn’t mean shouting randomly but the kind of communication that’s possible!”

“Hmm? Fake, right? Didn’t we have this rumor a long time ago? Is it trendy to have a Renaissance now?”

“This time it’s different; this time it’s true!”

“What’s so different about it? Rumors claimed to be true before as well.”

“If you don’t believe, just ask Ashu—Ashu must know something. Right, Ashu?”

The increasingly pale and gloomy guy, Deep Darkness, nodded repeatedly in apparent agreement. “I never knew ‘that’ was such a wonderful thing…”

Deep Darkness reminisced with a dreamy expression. “Weren’t you a DT before? You definitely wouldn’t know,” teased the delinquent.

“Well, that’s…” Deep Darkness blushed.

The delinquent patted his shoulder. “Alright, alright. You’ve graduated now, congratulations, congratulations.”

Actually, I…

“What is it…?”

Still…

“Could it be that you’re still… DT?”

Deep Darkness nodded stiffly.

“Huh? Didn’t you also go to the special event?”

“That… that was… hand, hand…”

The atmosphere became awkward.

“Cough, cough!”

Deep Darkness suddenly coughed violently, seeming uncomfortable.

“What’s wrong? You’ve been coughing since you came back. Is your body too weak? Eat more oysters for nourishment.”

While expressing concern, the delinquent continued to tease. “Cough… a minor issue. Maybe ‘that’ last time was a bit too stimulating for the body.”

But Deep Darkness still looked at the delinquent with hope. “Can we… experience it again in the future?”

The delinquent felt a bit troubled. “We need to get tickets again, and they don’t seem to sell tickets to the same person in a short period.”

“Oh… when can we go there again…”

“Yeah, really wish time could pass quickly…”

The delinquent and Deep Darkness continued to immerse themselves in fond memories, and their voices became increasingly quiet.

Qing Yue silently watched the idle chatter of the crowd, waiting for the bell to signal the start of class.

The class teacher entered the classroom.

“Students, we have a new classmate today.”

In the first class, the class teacher announced a significant piece of news.

Whispers filled the room.

“A transfer student at this time?”

“If it’s a beautiful girl, that would be great…”

“Where are so many beautiful girls coming from?”

“Just being a beautiful girl is not enough; it’s better if she’s a hottie!”

“Yeah, a bit more outgoing and playful, like the study committee.”

…

“Everyone, quiet down! Now, let’s welcome your new classmate – you can come in now, Pan Yin Ping.”

Dyed in golden twin tails, slightly mature delicate makeup, charming and cute face, sparkling double-row ear studs, a summer outfit unbuttoned to the third button, and a deliberately shortened pleated skirt, revealing a smooth brown abdomen in between—

“Hello, everyone! I’m the new transfer student, Pan Yin Ping. Please take care of me~! (<ゝω・)☆”

The girl playfully stuck out her tongue and raised three fingers coated with silver nail polish, striking a cute “Qi Luo Xing” pose in front of her sparkling big eyes.

(((((Wow——!!!)))))

The boys below instantly became spirited! The transfer student before them was undoubtedly the embodiment of their desires! This girl was a lively hottie!

The male students in the audience secretly cheered, but Pan Yin Ping’s attention wasn’t on them. Those eyes that were still being cute secretly glanced at someone—the calm and frail beauty who was diligently studying, seemingly indifferent to everyone.

But the more she acted indifferent, the more she noticed the deliberate attention being directed her way.

“Alright, Pan Yin Ping, please go to your seat now.”

The teacher interrupted Pan Yin Ping’s cuteness.

Pan Yin Ping pouted, then bounced over to the side of a study committee member who was buried in a book. However, the study committee member continued to ignore her.

“Pan Yin Ping, your seat is not over there.”

The teacher reminded from the podium.

Seeing that the study committee member had buried her head in the books, Pan Yin Ping smiled mischievously and then bounced over to the seat next to a certain gloomy guy.

“Excuse me, can I switch seats with you, dear classmate~?”

Pan Yin Ping bent down, her eyes filled with playfulness.

“You… Are you…?!”

The gloomy guy looked surprised, staring closely at the girl’s face. The figure in front of him gradually overlapped with a certain shadow…

And at the moment of the gloomy guy’s astonishment, the girl impatiently clicked her tongue.

The expression under that shadow suddenly changed, and with a low voice that only the gloomy guy could hear, she said, “What are you, a dead-eyed otaku, looking at? Get out of the way!”

“Ah…! Uh, okay, okay!”

The gloomy guy almost fell off his seat, hastily packed his things, and ran away.

The lively and cute face of the girl appeared under the sunlight again, and the expression that seemed like a ghost just now was like an illusion.

“Thank you very much, generous classmate (<ゝω・)☆.”

Pan Yin Ping struck another cute pose and then confidently sat in someone else’s seat.

Then—she turned around to look at Qing Yue in the adjacent seat.

“I look forward to working with you in the future, senior (<ゝω・)☆.”

Smack!
The boy slapped Ashu’s back in a hearty manner.

“Hey!”
Ashu jumped up like a startled small animal. His friends were surprised by his exaggerated reaction.

“Ashu, what’s going on? Are you running a fever?”
“Yeah, yeah, is it because you’ve been sick for too long? Ashu has lost a lot of weight recently; the muscles have disappeared.”
“Now that you mention it, it really seems like that… Were Ashu’s hands so fair and delicate before? Just like…”

“What nonsense are you guys talking about!”
Ashu nervously interrupted his friends’ conversation, but unintentionally, a sharp and clear voice came out of his crimson lips.

“Ashu, your voice…”
The boys exchanged puzzled looks.

“Um… cough, my throat has been a bit uncomfortable recently, but I should recover soon.”
Ashu feigned a cough, adjusting his vocal cords. He pinched his throat, making the tone of his voice lower.

The boys occasionally glanced at Qing Yue behind them, either intentionally or unintentionally, but Qing Yue, bored, just sipped her milk without paying them any attention.

Meanwhile, a conversation between two individuals at Qing Yue’s nearby seat was taking place, but this time it was in hushed tones.

It was the former delinquent and the gloomy guy, who was actually sitting next to Qing Yue. Both of them looked malnourished.

“That underground idol group from last time was amazing, right?!”
The former delinquent was very excited, but his voice seemed a bit breathless, and he appeared considerably emaciated.

“Ah, ah, ah… Indeed.”