“Hey, wake up! Wake up!”
In a certain high school, inside the honors class.
The student sitting next to Lu Yushan jabbed his arm twice, then quickly returned to his own seat.
Seeing that he hadn’t attracted any further attention, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Yushan startled awake from his dream.
He raised a hand to shield his eyes, blocking the glaring sunlight from the window, and slowly sat up straight.
Tap— Tap—
The chalk rapped hard against the blackboard twice, snapping off a piece.
“Lu Yushan.”
The subject teacher’s expression didn’t look too pleased.
“Come and answer this question.”
“Stop calling on him, Teacher. He was ‘cultivating immortality’ all night yesterday. Where would he find the time to study?”
A few restrained chuckles sounded in the classroom, full of superiority and malice.
So noisy.
Lu Yushan narrowed his eyes, staring at the words on the blackboard.
Why should ordinary people stay away from magical girls after battle?
That was roughly the question.
His hands resting on the desk unconsciously clenched.
Lu Yushan immediately recalled yesterday.
That feeling was back again. His hands itched unbearably; he craved a fight.
“I want to kill someone.”
Still half-asleep, Lu Yushan spoke indifferently.
His voice wasn’t loud, but it was like a splash of cold water, instantly dousing all the laughter in the classroom.
Zhang Yang’s mouth, which had been preparing to mock him, hung half-open.
The “Ha” got stuck in his throat and refused to come out.
He looked toward the underachiever.
The moment their eyes met, a chill ran down the back of his neck.
In that instant, he felt as if he had been targeted by some wild beast.
But soon, the shame of being scared by a loser made his face flush red.
Zhang Yang slammed his desk hard, trying to cover up his earlier guilt with volume.
“Kill someone?! Lu Yushan, are you fucking crazy?! Magical girls are heroes! Is there something wrong with your brain?”
His lackeys were stunned for a second before immediately joining in the laughter.
“Pfft, hahaha! He’s lost it! This loser has definitely gone mad!”
“Listen to that. Is that even human language? Magical girls killing people?”
The mocking words were especially grating.
“Quiet!”
The teacher reprimanded sharply.
The clamor in the classroom came to an abrupt halt.
He stared at Lu Yushan for a few seconds with a complicated look, then finally waved his hand, signaling him to sit down.
“Sit down for now.”
As soon as Lu Yushan sat down, he tilted his head without another word and flopped back onto the desk.
Almost instantly, he fell into a light sleep again.
The classroom fell into a deathly silence once more. Zhang Yang’s face stiffened like a mask.
Could that loser actually be right?
His lackeys didn’t dare make a sound either.
They looked at each other, their previous arrogance completely gone.
The teacher turned around, picked up the chalk, and wrote a line beneath the question.
Some magical girls enter a dazed state after battle, during which their judgment decreases.
Ordinary citizens must withdraw immediately and leave it to the professional departments to handle.
This was the standard textbook answer, the polished version provided by the General Bureau.
But only magical girls who had experienced it firsthand knew that the so-called “decreased judgment” was merely a polite way of saying “wants to kill someone.”
The teacher’s chalk paused for a moment. Looking at the words on the blackboard, a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes.
He didn’t mention Lu Yushan’s answer again. He simply cleared his throat and continued the lesson.
Only during the moments when he turned to write on the board would he secretly glance at the curled-up figure in the back row.
Thinking of the scant information about this student in his file, he sighed inwardly.
Until the bell rang for the end of class, Zhang Yang and his group didn’t dare disturb Lu Yushan’s sleep.
…………
“Everyone, quiet down please!”
The homeroom teacher’s voice rang out.
She had always been gentle in nature, so the troublemakers in the class didn’t take her seriously at all and continued making a racket.
Bang bang—!
She called out several times. Finally losing patience, she clenched her fist and slammed it hard against the door panel.
The classroom noise stopped abruptly. Seeing the homeroom teacher’s livid face, everyone reluctantly returned to their seats.
“Good, that’s more like it.”
The homeroom teacher’s expression softened slightly.
She stepped aside, revealing the person behind her.
“This is a new transfer student. She will be studying with everyone from now on.”
A girl walked out from behind her.
Her long hair was slightly wavy, her features delicate, and the corners of her lips carried a faint smile.
Her school uniform was well-tailored, and an air of nobility was hard to conceal.
“What?! It’s her?!”
“Oh my god! It’s really Gu Lingyue! The young miss of the Gu Group?”
One of Zhang Yang’s lackeys cried out in surprise. The other students also exploded into commotion.
Even students passing by poked their heads in from the front and back windows to take a look.
The Gu family’s name carried a lot of weight—tremendous weight. It was synonymous with power and wealth.
Gu Lingyue walked gracefully onto the podium and began introducing herself cleanly and efficiently.
Her pronunciation was standard and her tone elegant.
Once she finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted.
Zhang Yang clapped the hardest. He excitedly turned to his lackeys and shouted:
“Did you see that? This is the Young Miss Gu I told you about! Our families are very close!”
The homeroom teacher smiled and raised her hand to quiet the applause.
“Lingyue has just returned to T City and isn’t very familiar with our curriculum yet. Her seat will be arranged at…”
Before the homeroom teacher could finish, many students in the class secretly sighed. It seemed they wouldn’t have the chance.
Seats in the honors class had their own rules. Such a “key protected person” would usually be placed next to a top student or a student from a good family background.
“Gu Lingyue, you can sit here! I’m in the top ten of the grade, and my dad does business with your brother. I can help you catch up on lessons!”
His lackeys immediately chimed in: “Yeah yeah! Brother Yang’s spot is great!”
The students who had been planning to compete fell silent after hearing Zhang Yang speak.
There was no need to offend a rich young lady’s follower over someone they might not even get close to.
Zhang Yang glanced proudly at Lu Yushan in the back corner. That loser was still sleeping. This was the difference between them.
The homeroom teacher looked somewhat troubled and was about to speak when Gu Lingyue gently interrupted.
“Teacher, there’s no need to trouble yourself.”
Gu Lingyue’s voice was sweet and clear.
Her gaze passed over Zhang Yang, over the eager and flattering lackeys, and landed directly on the back-row corner seat by the window.
There, Lu Yushan was sprawled on his desk, sleeping soundly.
Everyone’s eyes followed her line of sight.
The smile on Zhang Yang’s face froze. He was stunned for a few seconds before speaking with some hesitation.
“Gu, you wouldn’t be choosing him, right?”
But before he could finish, Gu Lingyue raised her hand and pointed at the empty seat beside Lu Yushan, which had a thin layer of dust.
The corners of her lips curved into a shallow smile.
“I want to sit there.”
The classroom instantly fell into dead silence. You could hear a pin drop.
Zhang Yang’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
His earlier smugness disappeared completely, replaced by shame and jealousy.
His lackeys were also dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.
Zhang Yang closed his eyes and stewed for a while.
His expression gradually turned ferocious as he muttered unwillingly.
“Where am I inferior to that loser?!”
Gu Lingyue merely smiled lightly.
She walked with light steps past the red-faced Zhang Yang, past the stunned classmates, and headed toward the corner in the last row.
She stopped in front of Lu Yushan’s desk and gently patted his shoulder.
Lu Yushan groggily opened his eyes.
Under the dappled light and shadow, the face before him was delicate and somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
But the drowsiness was too heavy. He was too lazy to think about it.
“…What is it?”
Gu Lingyue bent down, leaned close to his ear, and smiled brightly enough to dazzle.
Her voice was soft, audible only to the two of them:
“Hello there, magical girl?!”
Lu Yushan’s eyes closed subconsciously.
The next second, every hair on his body stood on end.
He snapped his eyes open, his face full of disbelief.
The homeroom teacher on the podium was still saying something.
The surrounding classmates were buzzing with gossip and shock.
Beside them, Zhang Yang was so angry that his fists cracked.
But Lu Yushan heard none of it.
All he could hear was that sweet voice echoing in his ear like a demon.