Chapter 31: Who Are You Afraid Of
Duan Ke was carried into the classroom by Qin Huai, observing the environment over his broad shoulder.
Although this classroom was extremely clean, without a trace of fighting, and even the desks and chairs were neatly arranged, Duan Ke inexplicably felt a very heavy demonic aura inside.
…It wasn’t dispersed, but very concentrated in a corner of the classroom.
Could there be other monsters here besides the clone I just killed?
Duan Ke’s pupils were a very light amber, reflecting slightly in the darkness.
He vigilantly observed the surroundings, hugging Qin Huai’s neck anxiously.
The terrifying power of that strike just now made Duan Ke extremely wary of his own magic.
He didn’t know exactly to what extent his magic had become abundant. If he had to fight back, would it affect Qin Huai?
We clearly only kissed a few times in the car yesterday, why is the magic power so terrifyingly abundant…
Too much information left Duan Ke’s thoughts in a mess. But before he could sort anything out, Qin Huai held his bottom and placed him gently on a desk.
“Why are you crying?”
Qin Huai’s voice was very hoarse, carrying the laziness that follows excessive exercise. He lightly stroked the corner of Duan Ke’s eye, which was still slightly wet, feeling a dense, prickling pain in his heart.
“How did that dragon bully you?”
Duan Ke looked at Qin Huai for a few seconds and let out a hesitant “Ah.”
“He didn’t bully me?”
Duan Ke held Qin Huai’s shoulders with both hands, looking at him in surprise. “And how did you know he is a dragon, Brother? I don’t think I said that.”
Qin Huai held Duan Ke’s waist, raising an eyebrow slightly in displeasure.
Bullied to tears and still protecting him like this?
It’s fine if he’s soft-spoken with me, but why is his temper so soft with outsiders too? I’ll have to teach him later.
Qin Huai’s expression didn’t change, but his hand punished lightly, pinching Duan Ke’s patterned lower abdomen, making the person let out a whimper.
His tone was casual and calm: “Didn’t that person reveal a dragon tail when using magic just now?”
“…Did he?” Duan Ke’s tone was hesitant.
Qin Huai reached out to touch the soft flesh on his belly, stating flatly, “He did.”
Did he??
Duan Ke’s memory told him absolutely not, and an S-rank monster like Heracles didn’t need to reveal his true form when using magic.
But Qin Huai’s expression was so calm that Duan Ke began to suspect if he remembered wrong, or if he was too busy being sad to notice.
“…Alright, I remembered wrong.”
Duan Ke denied himself gullibly. He hugged Qin Huai for two seconds, then suddenly realized something. He hurriedly pulled away from Qin Huai, looking him up and down quickly.
“Were you in this academic building the whole time?!”
Duan Ke raised his voice, extremely anxious. “Did you get hit? It collapsed just now!”
Shouldered abruptly by Duan Ke, Qin Huai almost lost his balance.
He didn’t expect Duan Ke to have such strength; clearly, he could be pinched with one hand before.
Qin Huai looked up, rarely dazed, only to meet Duan Ke’s beautiful eyes overflowing with water and full of worry.
“…”
The anxiety in Duan Ke’s eyes was about to spill over; he couldn’t hide a single thought. It was as if if Qin Huai really got hurt, he would be sadder than anyone.
Qin Huai was quiet for a few seconds. Suddenly, he tilted his head very slightly, leaned weakly against the desk next to him, and closed his eyes as if enduring pain.
He hooked Duan Ke’s hand very lightly with one hand, while the other pointed vaguely at his own waist and abdomen.
The person who hadn’t made a sound when pierced through last time spoke in a low voice that sounded a bit pitiful: “Scratched by a brick here. Bleeding. It hurts a little.”
Qin Huai turned his face away, quietly waiting for Duan Ke’s action.
But the expected healing spell didn’t appear; instead, Qin Huai’s hand was wet by bean-sized teardrops.
He turned back in astonishment, meeting Duan Ke’s face, which was a mess of tears.
“Sorry… I’m really sorry…”
Duan Ke was truly, exceptionally guilty. How did I still hurt Qin Huai? He was just injured here not long ago.
“I blew up this building. I, I really didn’t mean to wuwu…”
Qin Huai: .
Didn’t you say your combat power was weak yesterday? Why lie?
“That dragon blew it up, right? Don’t protect him like this.”
Qin Huai really couldn’t bear to see Duan Ke shed tears anywhere other than the bed. He pulled Duan Ke into his arms, letting his head rest on his shoulder. “Don’t cry. It doesn’t hurt, I was joking just now. Don’t cry, Baby…”
“But, but I really blew it up, really!”
Duan Ke was coaxed a bit better, covering his face as he looked at Qin Huai, holding back for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: “…If I used a bit more force, this building probably would have flown right out of A University!”
“…”
After a relative silence of two seconds, Qin Huai chose his words to evaluate: “Quite impressive. Very good at self-defense.”
“Alright, stop crying, let’s first…”
Before Qin Huai could finish comforting him, Heracles’ voice filled with confusion rang out, and approaching footsteps echoed in the corridor.
Being held by Qin Huai, listening to his friend’s voice, Duan Ke suddenly went stiff all over.
He didn’t know why he felt so guilty, but being discovered by his best friend hiding in an empty classroom, sitting on a desk hugging a man, seemed… not very good.
“Brother, let’s hide!”
Duan Ke nimbly scurried off the table, pulling Qin Huai toward the teacher’s podium.
But before he could run two steps, Duan Ke was stopped by Qin Huai. “Not there, very dirty.”
Qin Huai pointed to the large, emptied file cabinet nearby. “Over here.”
Before Duan Ke could turn, he was picked up by the waist by Qin Huai. Carrying a person didn’t affect Qin Huai’s movement speed at all. He quickly dodged into the cabinet and closed the door silently a second before Heracles opened the classroom door.
“…”
Heracles stood at the classroom door with hands on hips, looking around the classroom in confusion.
I remember Duan Ke said this room. Where is he??
Couldn’t have been snatched by some monster, right?
But with Duan Ke’s power, the monster who dares to grab him probably hasn’t been born yet. Heracles wasn’t very worried. After confirming no one was in the classroom, he wanted to leave and check elsewhere, but stopped abruptly as he turned.
…There was something inside.
The Western Dragon’s senses were extremely keen. Even if that thing had used some method to mask its demonic aura, it couldn’t deceive him.
Heracles strode into the classroom, heading purposefully toward the podium. Bending down to check, he sucked in a breath of cold air.
A pile of monster fragments, cleanly chopped by a blade, was neatly stacked under the podium by the culprit.
The originally pristine white floor was covered in black liquid. Even though it was chopped up beyond assembly, Heracles could still see bullet holes from Bureau-issued firearms in this pile of stuff.
…Bloodier, more tyrannical, and crueler than an S-rank monster. It could only be that person.
Heracles had always been absolutely confident in his own strength, yet a few drops of cold sweat uncontrollably seeped from his forehead.
He shouldn’t have gone far.
Heracles glanced at the open window on the side of the classroom, deducing that the Inquisitor had retreated in this direction.
Duan Ke’s strength didn’t need much worry. The priority now was to seize the time to kill the Inquisitor and complete his purpose for coming to the East.
Heracles took out his phone, lowered his head to send a message to Duan Ke saying he had an urgent matter, and chased out of the classroom with a gloomy expression.
Inside the cabinet.
Qin Huai leaned his back against the cabinet wall, encircling Duan Ke completely in his arms.
Duan Ke’s thin back pressed against Qin Huai’s warm chest and abdomen. When he looked up, the rim of his ear would brush past Qin Huai’s lips.
Qin Huai held the person with one arm and his phone with the other. The blue light of the phone was the only light source in the cabinet.
Borrowing this bit of light, Duan Ke nervously observed Heracles through the crack in the cabinet, terrified he would notice the movement here.
Qin Huai didn’t care whether Heracles came over or not. He lowered his eyes to look at the screen, messaging Lin Jiangli expressionlessly.
Qin Huai: [No need to come to A University. It’s resolved.]
Lin Jiangli: [How can we not come for such a big attack??? Stop messing around, Sir!]
Qin Huai looked coldly at this message.
This wasn’t done by Heracles. Although I really want to find a reason to kill this dragon, the Bureau cannot rashly arrest people when monsters haven’t violated the ban, not even the Inquisitor.
[Already killed. No need to come.]
Qin Huai closed the chat box directly after sending this sentence, leaving his subordinate to go crazy helplessly on the other end.
Duan Ke happened to turn his head at this moment. The faint light of the phone shone on his face; his light-colored eyes appeared clear and beautiful in the darkness, like a cat nestled in someone’s arms looking up.
“He left!”
Duan Ke whispered excitedly, “Sure enough, Brother Heracles isn’t the patient type… Eek!“
The root of Duan Ke’s thigh was suddenly pinched.
That spot was exceptionally sensitive; one touch made him tremble all over. Ever since finding this sensitive spot in the restroom, Qin Huai’s hand often unconsciously drifted there.
Touching is fine, but why use real strength to pinch! It must be red!
Duan Ke turned his head abruptly, wanting to question him fiercely, but instantly cowed upon meeting Qin Huai’s dark, brooding eyes.
“…What is it?”
Duan Ke retreated a bit. Qin Huai’s gaze made him feel like he was being stared at by a wolf, making his hair stand on end. “Fine, fine, pinch if you want.”
“Duan Ke, you have many ‘Brothers’.”
Qin Huai almost sneered. “He bullies you, yet you obediently call him Brother too? Why?”
“…What are you talking about, Brother? I haven’t understood since just now.”
“Brother Heracles didn’t bully me?” Duan Ke looked confused. “We have a very good relationship; we’ve known each other for almost three years.”
“…”
A weird silence spread in the small cabinet again.
Qin Huai frowned slightly. He didn’t know where the mistake was. He calmly scanned through his brain again but couldn’t find any monster beside Duan Ke with higher status and strength worth fearing so much that he wouldn’t eat, other than Heracles.
“…Is he not that leader you are afraid of?” Qin Huai asked.
“And didn’t he scare you to tears just now? I saw you at the window; he was pestering you relentlessly.”
“…That was him comforting me!”
Duan Ke was so amused by Qin Huai’s absurd guess he almost wanted to laugh. “The leader I’m afraid of isn’t him.”
Qin Huai fell silent.
He tried to deduce the answer from Duan Ke’s descriptions of that person.
[A particularly, particularly annoying leader.]
[An officer who loves arresting people randomly.]
[A heinous big baddie, kills monsters without blinking, unreasonable, scary.]
…A very ominous guess pieced itself together in Qin Huai’s mind, gradually becoming clear.
He slowly turned his head. If the light were slightly brighter now, Duan Ke would see Qin Huai’s expression was very significant, very intriguing.
“Baby.” Qin Huai seemed to smile. “Who are you afraid of?”
[Author’s Note]
Who could it be~ So hard to guess [Covering face peeking] [Covering face peeking]
- Reported again. I’m really out of ideas… I’ve been chased and reported since the last book, for fake data and p*rnography.
Just want to make some fried rice for everyone, really tired [Crying loudly] [Crying loudly] [Crying loudly] Can we just let each other go?
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