Purely Human? Ah, yes, yes, yes

Wang Ning could feel countless gazes in the classroom locked on this corner. Watching the standoff between the two parties, she sat as if on pins and needles, internally tormented.

She felt like a helpless little chicken caught in the crossfire of a fight between gods. Even though she wasn’t the center of attention, just being near a “boss” had earned her a share of the spotlight.

Stop looking, stop looking!

If this keeps up, she’s really going to die of secondhand embarrassment!

She glanced at Glaze Ann, only to find that the perpetually sleepy, couldn’t-care-less face was slowly icing over.

Rinmu, on the other hand, swatted the pen away and took a step back, letting out a faint laugh. “You’re seriously annoying, you know that?”

Her eyes never left Wang Ning as she spoke, as if the words were meant for her. “Being taken away by us would be much better than staying here.”

After that, she seemed to amuse herself with her own words.

“Wanna know how to use that magic cube?” she added.

Wang Ning was just about to respond when her desk mate spoke up.

Glaze Ann said slowly, “What’s the point of saying all that?”

Then, her hand slid behind Wang Ning’s back and wrapped around her as she declared matter-of-factly, “You’re too late. She’s already my cud—”

With lightning speed, Wang Ning clamped her hand over Glaze Ann’s mouth, cutting her off mid-sentence. Under Glaze Ann’s confused gaze, she turned toward the twin transfer students with an awkward smile.

“Haha, uh, classmates, I get what you’re asking now. It looks like Glaze Ann doesn’t know either, so maybe try asking someone else…”

Glaze Ann looked down at the hand covering her mouth. It was small, soft, and trying its best to hold her back—but could easily be brushed aside if she wanted to.

Her eyes showed confusion.

Why was Wang Ning so sensitive about what she said? After all, nothing she said seemed to include any dangerous keywords.

Compared to most people, Glaze Ann didn’t care about appearances or reputation. Her moral compass wasn’t exactly strong, and rules only bound her depending on her mood. If she was in a good enough mood, she might even grant her enemies’ wish to kill her.

But her moods were unpredictable even to herself.

She often completely ignored social context, doing whatever she pleased, lazily and without restraint.

And yet—who would dare scold or oppose her?

This was the second time Wang Ning had covered her mouth—but instead of being angry, Glaze Ann wasn’t bothered at all.

Her usual trajectory had been disrupted by this weak, ordinary human.

The background noise of the classroom began to fade. The cicadas outside buzzed in harmony with the green breeze drifting through the windows, brushing gently across their bodies and hearts.

She collapsed bonelessly against Wang Ning, lazily watching her talk animatedly to the others. A familiar sleepiness once again weighed down her eyelids.

Her five senses began to dull, and her overworked brain seemed to submerge in warm water, washing away the sharp pain and leaving only a gentle, needling ache—like sunburn under scorching light.

But that was enough to lull her into a peaceful sleep.

Wang Ning had no idea her desk mate, who had just woken up, was already dozing off again—not that she’d care even if she did. She’d gotten used to it. Honestly, even if someone told her Glaze Ann had died in her sleep one day, she probably wouldn’t be surprised.

After all, wasn’t sleep a kind of gentle, alternative death?

Suddenly, Lin Dong—who hadn’t moved or spoken all this time—stepped forward and reached for the magic cube on Wang Ning’s desk.

Wang Ning’s eyes followed her hand as Lin Dong casually rotated the cube a few times before pausing and raising her head.

“What did you see?” she asked.

Although Wang Ning had no faith in these two, she reflexively glanced down at the cube—still no visible change.

“…I don’t see anything.”

Lin Dong frowned and looked at her strangely. “You really can’t see anything?”

Wang Ning replied, “…Am I supposed to?”

Rinmu immediately leaned in close again, a look of surprise on her face. “Wow~ And here I thought pure humans could at least see something.”

“Or… did we catch the wrong person?”

Back when school first started, Karin-senpai and that weird exchange student had mentioned this term once. At the time, Wang Ning didn’t understand this world well, and the memories she’d inherited were fuzzy. She’d assumed “pure human” simply meant someone like her—non-evolved.

Now, hearing the term a second time—and knowing it might be the reason they were trying to capture her—Wang Ning finally realized that maybe… this identity was actually kind of special?

Wang Ning said quickly, “Yeah, you’ve got the wrong person! There’s no way a normal girl like me could be some ‘pure human’ or whatever!”

No matter what—just agree with them first and deny everything later!