“Ring ring ring——”
“Bang bang bang——”
The ringtone, accompanied by the bell in the distance, reached her ears loud and clear.
It was the class bell.
Contrary to Ye Lu’s expectations, she thought that rejecting him would make him furious like other arrogant upper races of the Demon race.
He would either forcefully kiss her, kill her, or ravish her on the spot regardless.
It turned out the Prince just looked troubled, without much sound.
He crouched down, grabbed her waist and legs in one swift motion, and with her startled expression, lifted her horizontally into his arms.
Still a princess carry.
A posture that filled Ye Lu with shame.
When they walked out the door.
Weilan raised her eyebrows at the Prince carrying her, as if to say: So fast!
The Prince didn’t pause; this time he directly sent her back to the school building.
When he came, he had kept his head buried inside and didn’t look.
But now that she looked, she discovered the Prince was actually flying, just hovering in the sky.
Incredibly impressive.
And incredibly terrifying.
She could only grab the Prince’s collar.
When they arrived, the Prince carefully set her down, and before her feet even steadied on the ground,
the Prince quickly parted from her downstairs and walked in the opposite direction, to who knows where.
She didn’t understand, staring at his departing figure for a long time, dumbfounded.
When she saw a group of students in uniforms, holding broadswords with a thundering noise, charging from the opposite side of the teaching building, as if training,
she finally snapped alert.
Right, class had already started.
Realizing this, she quickly climbed up the building.
Taking three steps as two, she ran to her class and stood before the classroom door.
But when she saw the scene inside the classroom…
she was dumbfounded again.
…
Isn’t this the Prince?
At some point, he had already taken his books and stood at the podium.
His appearance had changed back to the original.
Dignified posture, a teacher’s uniform, and wings and a halo above his head appeared out of nowhere.
…
Did he really think she was stupid?
Although it was a completely different form that others couldn’t recognize,
others not recognizing was their business.
How could she not recognize him?
No matter how he changed, as long as she got close to him, she would feel a strange warmth and heat.
And also… the succubus aura that she had instinctively marked on him.
She didn’t even need to look; she knew with her eyes closed.
“Oh?”
The Prince slightly tilted his head, his dark purple eyes, carrying scrutiny and solemnity, glanced at her, and his hands busy tidying the podium paused.
In the quiet classroom, he said lightly, “Late again, Miss Ye Lu?”
“Ah, really.”
His bony hands propped on the podium, and he flipped his hair with one hand.
He let out a sigh, looking very helpless.
Lifting his head slightly, he used his large hand to sweep his dark golden sacred hair back, revealing his chiseled profile.
“Such a… disobedient student, huh?”
His voice lowered, carrying a thicker husky tone.
…
Ye Lu: “…”
‘The Prince is so handsome!’
…
‘No.’
‘Handsome my ass!’
It was him who pulled her into the dormitory.
She clasped her hands, staring dumbly at the Prince, feeling the skirt fluttering silently with a breeze behind her.
Choking with frustration, she particularly wanted to call him out, but considering deeper implications, she lowered her head in apology.
She whispered, “Sorry, teacher.”
“I… was just sleeping on the grass, and before I knew it, I…”
During their exchange.
Most people just watched the show as before.
But this time, someone seemed displeased.
“Pfft.”
A light snicker broke the silence.
“Haha, teacher.”
It was Linus who stood up to speak.
With a sharp, spiky blonde haircut and a conspicuous scar between his brows.
He looked like the type not to be messed with.
He was also the small-time leader in the class, with a decent family background.
…
The Prince was attracted by his attention and simply stared at him silently.
“Actually, I know.”
Linus said again, turning his gaze to Ye Lu who stood nervously at the door, not yet allowed in, and raised his voice.
“Sorry for interrupting the teacher’s time.”
“I don’t think we need to blame her, after all, succubi… are born this way. Everyone’s used to it.”
“I saw that as soon as class ended, she was walking with Bell, talking about something.”
“Then when she went downstairs, the man next to her had changed to the Prince.”
“When she clung to His Highness going downstairs… something shady must have happened, making her this late.”
“And… teacher, don’t you think her eyes on you are really a bit off?”
Tap tap!
The Prince closed his eyes and tapped the podium twice gently with a wooden pointer.
Linus wisely shut his mouth.
Until the sound settled,
the Prince slowly opened his eyes, glanced at him, then at Ye Lu, and gestured with his eyes: “Miss Ye Lu, you may come in.”
“…”
“Thank you…”
“Linus.”
The Prince looked at Linus again.
“Speaking in class, violating the rules. You will take her punishment and stand outside for one period.”
“Ah… teacher?”
“Fine…”
Even Linus, whose family was half-nobility, dared not complain a word to the Celestial Demon.
He could only slink out, but as he passed Ye Lu, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Suddenly, as if out of some crazy impulse, his hand cheaply slapped Ye Lu’s butt.
Soft… like a patch, still bouncing back; he withdrew his hand and grinned smugly.
“Eep!”
Ye Lu flinched, shrinking her body.
Covering the spot with one hand, she turned to glare at him in disbelief.
A feeling of disgust surged instantly…
‘Touched by a man?’
‘Someone other than the Prince…’
“…”
Linus bared his teeth, smiling maliciously with no intention of apologizing.
But the next second, his smile froze solidly on his face.
A sudden high temperature rose in the air, and within half a second, the heat spread.
Boom!
A purple-gold, shockwave-like thing, like a meteor that couldn’t be caught,
instantly pierced through the classroom wall behind Linus’s ear.
The cut was perfectly smooth, smooth enough to slide on.
By the time Ye Lu came to her senses,
she realized a huge hole had been melted into the teaching building, and Linus was even worse off.
Clutching his side, he grimaced in pain.
Because the beam had grazed his waist, melting half his school uniform and naturally burning a large patch of skin.
…
Ye Lu stood there frozen, not knowing what to do.
Unconsciously, her fingertips trembled slightly from the events of that instant.
The moment she looked at the Prince inside the classroom, who slowly lowered his hand, she, as a succubus, felt even worse.
The Prince stood there indifferent and expressionless.
But the cuff of his sleeve had brushed against a flame!
… It was now faintly burning.
Terrifying.
Damn Linus!
‘Wuwu…’
‘Is the Prince going to get hurt because of her…?’
She rushed over without a care, under the shocked gazes of the students.
Her eyes, which even she hadn’t realized, were filled with concern and pain, her rims red.
Anxious to the point of desperation, yet her movements were pitifully clumsy.
She tugged down the Prince’s sleeve, and with her small hands, bravely pulled up the hem of her own clean blouse, not caring if her belly showed, and pressed it hard against the flame.
Luckily… it went out.
She let out a sigh of relief.
But her eyes weren’t fully relaxed; she picked and searched at the Prince’s sleeve for the singed, crumpled fabric.
Suddenly, she paused, feeling a heavy weight press down on the top of her head.
Looking up with squinting eyes, she saw it was the Prince’s generous hand.
“I’m fine.”
“Go back to your seat.”
“Wuwu… Mm.”
.
.
.
The first day of class—who knew if it was a good start for the students?
Class continued, but this time, everyone seemed to take the Prince’s lesson more seriously than the last.
If anyone dropped a pen, they’d hesitate for a long time about whether to pick it up.
The little bunny that Ye Lu had been watching clearly had fewer questions this time.
She became obedient and quiet.
As for why…
Maybe it was the absurdity brought by the huge hole in the wall by the window.
The wind blew in with a howl.
Just like a large window.
Linus outside happened to stand right in front of the hole; even after being so heavily injured, he was still being punished standing.
Without receiving orders, he absolutely dared not move.
From time to time, a sound of whimpering pain came…
The key was, right outside the window, everyone could see it—shocking and gory—yet no one dared to mention it.
Oh no…
Ye Lu didn’t care about that.
She lay on the desk, staring blankly at the Prince—his face, his body, every move he made.
She didn’t know how many times she bit her lip, how many times she rubbed her legs.
That’s right.
She regretted it.
Suddenly, she wanted him.
But… it was so contradictory…
She didn’t want to get pregnant…
So painful…
As for what the Prince was teaching with such relish in class, Ye Lu couldn’t understand it at all.
Or rather, everyone around held a confused attitude, wanting to ask but not daring to.
The content was completely off the syllabus; only the dignified teacher’s uniform was appropriate.