Qin Luo asked his homeroom teacher for leave. Because of Pei Bi, he felt he had to avoid that woman for the next few days. On top of that, his sister was emotionally stimulated and needed time to stabilize.
As for the reason, he just made one up on the spot. As long as it wasn’t too outrageous, it would usually be approved. Plus, with the school having two deaths in a row recently, everyone was on edge. If something happened to him too, his future would be plunged into darkness.
At this moment, Qin Luo was being held in the arms of a graceful, mature beauty, used as a human pillow. Just moments ago, his sister was sitting on his lap. Now, the tables had turned—he was leaning against his sister’s thighs.
The sensation of sitting there was exceptionally soft. Even through the fabric of her clothes, he could feel the smoothness and warmth of her skin.
However, Qin Luo had to lean forward slightly. If he didn’t, those two perky, soft mounds would press against him. With his current, vigorous youthful body, he simply couldn’t handle it.
“Little pup, don’t arch your back. You’re blocking my view of the TV.”
Bai Jingyu’s gaze wasn’t fully on the television; she had been observing her little brother the whole time.
Qin Luo could barely maintain his posture at first, avoiding contact with those soft curves. But gradually, the position became too tiring, and his body unconsciously leaned back. Every time he brushed against that softness, he would jolt upright again as if electrocuted.
Bai Jingyu found it amusing at first, but she soon realized—was this little pup actually avoiding her?
She felt a bit displeased. She directly reached out, pressed her hand against the back of the young man’s neck, and pushed him back against her, making him lean obediently.
“Stop fidgeting, little pup. If you disturb my TV watching…”
Her fingers gently pinched and pulled at his cheek.
“Got it, sis. Stop pinching.”
Qin Luo rubbed his face. This woman still didn’t know her own strength. If she kept pinching, his face would turn red.
He felt the touch of his sister’s chin resting lightly on top of his head. Even though he was eighteen, he was still a bit shorter than his tall sister.
He had no idea how his sister grew like that.
It was the same with Little Aunt—tall and curvaceous. When she held him as a child, his whole body would sink into that softness, completely enveloped.
He reached for the fruit platter on the coffee table, which held fresh fruits he hadn’t eaten in a long time.
Just as he picked up a piece of apple to put in his mouth, a fair, slender hand intercepted it halfway.
Crunch—
Bai Jingyu took a bite.
“Not tasty, little pup. Here, you have it.”
The apple she had bitten still carried a hint of moisture on it. He didn’t know if it was juice or…
Sister still had this habit. Anything he was about to eat, she had to take a bite first. If it was tasty, she’d eat it herself. If it wasn’t, she’d give it to him.
The apple was held to his lips. Qin Luo could only open his mouth and eat it. It was actually quite sweet. Where was the ‘not tasty’ part?
Just after swallowing, he reached for the juice next to him, only to have it snatched away by that same hand again.
Bai Jingyu took a small sip, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing slightly.
“A bit sour.”
Then she handed it back to him.
Qin Luo: “…”
He took a sip. It was indeed a bit sour; they had put too much hawthorn in it.
Suddenly, his phone began to vibrate incessantly. Someone was sending him messages, and quite a few of them. He had long since muted the class group chat.
Opening it, he saw it was Yang Cong. Good grief, the guy had sent over a dozen messages in one go.
The moment he saw the content, Qin Luo was shocked—just moments ago, another person had died at the school.
And the method of death was exactly the same as before: essence drained dry. The only difference was that no red hairs were left behind this time.
Yang Cong: “Qin Luo, I guess you won’t be able to come to school for the next few days. The school has been locked down. No one is allowed in or out.”
Qin Luo quickly replied: “What’s going on?”
Yang Cong: “I’m not sure either. Rumor has it a couple discovered it. You know, that little bamboo grove has always been a spot for couples to meet.”
Qin Luo glanced at the class group chat—sure enough, everyone was muted.
The dorm group chat had exploded. Everyone was scared, wondering if they would be next.
“So it’s a spirit creature.”
A cool, clear voice sounded by his ear.
At some point, Bai Jingyu had leaned over. After just one look at the photo on his phone, she had reached a conclusion.
“Spirit creature?” Qin Luo turned to look at her. “What’s that?”
Bai Jingyu picked up that glass of juice. Even though she had just called it sour, she took another small sip.
“Essence drained dry. Only spirit creatures feed on essence. However, this one isn’t too strong. It didn’t even finish absorbing all the residual essence.”
Feeding on essence, called a spirit creature. The name was quite fitting.
“Sis, could this thing suck everyone at the school dry?” Qin Luo was somewhat worried.
“It won’t. This type of spirit creature is very weak. At most, it can harm one or two more people. I estimate someone will go deal with it tonight. It hasn’t even fully mastered a human form yet.”
Hearing his sister say this, Qin Luo felt slightly relieved.
Yet, the next moment, his heart tightened.
“Sis, the assignment of these kinds of tasks… is it based on strength, right?”
“Correct.”
Of course!
Qin Luo inwardly groaned. The next second, his phone received a new message.
[Enforcer Qin Luo: A newly transformed spirit creature has continuously drained the essence of two individuals in this city. Please resolve within two days. Mission Reward: Five Points.]
Qin Luo: “…”
What kind of cursed luck was this!
He was a rookie. The opponent was a “newbie.” The match-up was reasonable, but the problem was—he had no combat experience!
The other side had already claimed two victims. Could he really handle it alone?
The image of that female ghost in red flashed in his mind, and Qin Luo instantly felt a bit weak.
“Dearest, most honorable Sister, are you thirsty? Let me pour you some more juice…”
He was just about to slip out of that soft embrace when a hand pressed him back down.
“Hehe, little pup. That just now… was a mission, wasn’t it?”
“Seems… like it was.”
“Want to complete the mission? If you do, then be a good boy and listen to your sister. Sister can guarantee you’ll complete the mission tonight.”
A dangerous smile played on Bai Jingyu’s lips.
Looking at her expression, Qin Luo felt a chill.
“I can do it alone.”
“Oh?”
“Of course! Don’t look down on me!”
He said through gritted teeth.
He was an eighteen-year-old man, after all. He couldn’t keep hiding behind his sister forever!
Since the mission was assigned to him, that meant—he had the ability to deal with this spirit creature!
Thinking this, Qin Luo mustered his courage.
It was just a newly transformed minor monster, right? He’d give it his all!
Bai Jingyu looked at this disobedient little brother of hers. She wasn’t angry. Instead, she revealed a meaningful smile.
She seemed… to be looking forward to something.