Yan’an City
“So… you called me for a video chat just to show off your ‘good deeds’?”
Fire Finch stared speechlessly at the tablet, where a scene of utter chaos — a floor littered with ‘salted fish’ — was vividly displayed.
They were arranged so neatly that anyone unaware of the context might have assumed a serial murder had occurred.
Indeed…
To be precise, it was even more terrifying than a murder scene.
For the people lying there occasionally twitched, appearing as though they might rise from the dead at any moment.
Truly frightening.
“What do you mean, ‘my good deeds’?” Aya Tone retorted, glaring fiercely yet childishly at Fire Finch. “I’m not taking the blame for this.”
“It was all your fault! You promised a sports teacher, but you tricked me!”
While she was the one who had incapacitated them, ultimately, Fire Finch was the true culprit!
Yes, yes, the fault lay not with her, but with the entire world!
After a round of self-affirmation, Aya Tone pouted, her expression clearly stating, ‘It’s all your fault.’
“Was it fun, then?”
“It was fun,” Aya Tone replied without hesitation.
“Then that’s all that matters, isn’t it?”
Fire Finch rolled her eyes, deciding she had no desire to deal with this ‘delinquent’ teacher who had knocked out all her students on the very first day.
She had ‘fished’ them out herself, stunning all the ‘fish’ in the process, and now she was trying to pin the blame on her.
Shameless.
“Don’t you have that healing magic? Are you really not going to help them?”
With all those students lying there on the ground, if someone found them, wouldn’t the complaints come straight to her?
That simply wouldn’t do…
Fire Finch remembered Bai Xiao telling her that Aya Tone possessed powerful healing magic, specifically a form of mass healing.
It was the kind that could forcibly pull severely injured, near-death individuals back from the brink.
As for whether such immense power might attract unwanted attention from those with ulterior motives…
Fire Finch believed that magic was inert, but people were adaptable.
As long as they reduced its power a little, disguising it as ordinary healing magic…
If you didn’t speak of it, and I didn’t speak of it, who would ever find out?
“I don’t want to move… It’s too much trouble…”
The camera began to move.
Aya Tone slowly ambled into the adjacent equipment room, casually selected a mat that appeared soft and comfortable, and then painstakingly dragged it, step by step, over to the pile of ‘salted fish’.
Puffing out a breath, he wiped away sweat that wasn’t actually there.
Having completed all this.
Aya Tone, still clutching her phone, promptly plopped down onto the mat, then pointed his head in the direction the ‘salted fish’ were facing and flopped down, immersing himself among them.
He had joined the pile, becoming one of them!
A ‘salted fish’ who was wide awake!
Fire Finch, who had witnessed the entire spectacle, felt a muscle twitch at the corner of her mouth.
‘You went to get a mat, wasn’t that more trouble?’
Aya Tone, however, had something to say about this.
If she roused them, they would only attack her again, and she would have to knock them out once more.
Rouse them again, knock them out again…
Such a cycle was utterly exhausting.
It was far better to just lie there together like ‘salted fish’ and wait for class to end.
How wonderful…
Fire Finch: ‘…’
‘Where did Aya Tone learn to slack off with such proficiency?’
“I haven’t even settled the score with you for that Li Jia incident last time.”
“Li Jia? What incident?” Fire Finch asked, shaking her head innocently.
“You!” Aya Tone’s eyes widened in a glare.
However, remembering the training room’s built-in cameras, he reluctantly held back.
‘Not angry… my foot!’
Taking a step back only made her angrier the more she thought about it; enduring for a moment only made her feel more wronged.
Fire Finch also noticed a strange distortion in Aya Tone’s expression and promptly interrupted her.
“Stop, stop, stop! Do you still remember the terms of our contract?”
“Of course!”
Aya Tone didn’t speak aloud, but merely mouthed the words: ‘The violator’s soul shall be at the other’s command, with no right to resist.’
‘In his eyes, Fire Finch was already a plaything in his palm.’
‘He was already contemplating how to toy with Fire Finch. Should he hang her up and give her a beating?’
‘Or should he make Fire Finch hang herself up, and then he’d give her a beating?’
‘Such a dilemma.’
At this thought, Aya Tone couldn’t help but let out a perverted smile.
Such depraved methods of play were something he had only ever seen in dark-themed anime. He never imagined he would one day be the one to star in such a scenario.
It was truly exhilarating.
Hehehe!
“Could you please not laugh so perversely?” Fire Finch rubbed her forehead, wondering why everyone around her seemed to have a touch of mental illness.
Li Jia, who had seemed normal, was now anything but.
Apparently, she had gone to study under some S-rank spatial ability master, learning something called ‘spatial lockdown’ or something similar.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
And Aya Tone, who was already far from normal, now appeared to be even more deranged.
Beyond saving…
While she didn’t want to disturb Aya Tone’s twisted fantasy, she nevertheless stated a cruel truth.
“Try telling me to do something.”
“Huh? Do what?” Aya Tone perked up, thinking, ‘Is she really that eager?’
“Anything you like, anything you want me to do, is fine.”
“Uh…”
The wicked grin on Aya Tone’s lips suddenly faltered. Fire Finch’s directness made it difficult for him to make a choice on the spot.
While a Category 10 typhoon of scenarios had long been raging in his mind, when faced with reality, Aya Tone became somewhat reserved.
Ultimately, a master of theory truly only possessed theory, lacking even a shred of practical experience.
“Are you really sure?” Aya Tone asked cautiously, having been fooled before.
“Of course!”
“Then… President, could you perhaps perform a striptease for me?”
However, he then felt his request sounded too gentle, so Aya Tone rephrased his words.
With a carp-like flip, he sat cross-legged on the mat and grinned menacingly at the phone. “Dance for me!”
Dance—
Tick-tock, tick-tock…
Minute by minute, time slipped away.
Yet on the other end of the video call, Fire Finch propped her chin on her hand, utterly unmoved, gazing at Aya Tone with the expression one might reserve for an idiot.
“Crunch~”
Fire Finch picked up a potato chip with two fingers and slowly brought it to her mouth.
That expression, that gesture.
It seemed to mock Aya Tone, yet also served to prove that she had not violated their contract.
“Huh? Are you cheating?”
Aside from this, Aya Tone truly couldn’t conceive of any other possibility.
“This shouldn’t be happening!”
“I told you it has nothing to do with me, but you just wouldn’t believe it,” Fire Finch said, shrugging helplessly.
Then, feeling a lingering taste on the fingers that had held the chip, she brought them to her lips and licked them with her tongue.
The gesture was utterly alluring.
“Still, I never imagined you, Aya Tone, would want to see me perform that kind of dance. How about I enroll in a class, and the next time we’re alone, I’ll dance for you?”
Fire Finch’s clear, lilting laughter echoed in Aya Tone’s ears.
Aya Tone’s originally fair cheeks instantly flushed with a vivid crimson. He lowered his head, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched.
Yes, he was furious!
Once Fire Finch had laughed her fill, she tilted her head, looking at Aya Tone, and teased, “Oh my, are you shy?”
Aya Tone lightly bit his lower lip, then suddenly remembered something and huffed through his nose. “I’m telling you, your sister is in my hands. If I get angry, oh dear…”
Fire Finch raised a delicate eyebrow. “And then?”
‘She knew Huo Wushuang had been admitted to Dragon Court Academy. What then?’
“Then…” The cunning grin on Aya Tone’s face paused.
‘No, why isn’t this person playing by the rules?’
But since he had already said so much, it seemed he couldn’t very well stop now.
“Then, of course, I’ll take it out on your sister! Don’t blame me if I make her cry!”
“Hmph, I thought it was something serious. If you make her cry, you make her cry. It just so happens I’ve wanted to make her cry ever since we were little.”
Fire Finch thought for a moment, then added, “If you succeed, remember to take a picture for me. I’d like to keep it as a memento.”
What a terrible sister.