By the time Lin Yu finished chatting with Kobayashi Mirai and returned to the dormitory, he found that the lights were still on.
Upon seeing Lin Yu return, Li Hao’s face was full of gossip.
“How was it? Well?”
Lin Yu shook his head.
“It wasn’t anything special. I just got chewed out.”
“Tsk, who’s asking about that? I’m obviously asking about the confession! This thing has already made the headlines of the Campus Forum.”
As Li Hao spoke, he squinted his eyes and opened the Campus Forum.
The headline featured several large, translated black characters that read: “Legendary Freshman Kobayashi Mirai Publicly Confesses Under the Men’s Dormitory.”
Compared to the post itself, what made Lin Yu feel even more helpless was the first comment.
It was a picture—one that captured the exact moment he and Kobayashi Mirai were caught by that little old man and taken away for a lecture.
His information had likely been almost entirely exposed.
Lin Yu let out a sigh, suddenly feeling a sense of resignation.
Regardless, from the moment No.
2 saved this girl, he probably wouldn’t be able to escape her.
“What are you sighing for? So, how was it? Did you agree?”
Did he agree…
Lin Yu was momentarily unsure of how to describe his current relationship with Kobayashi Mirai.
“She confessed, so I agreed,” Lin Yu said in a low voice.
“Just like that? So casual?”
“Otherwise? A beautiful, wealthy Sakura Girl with high combat power, driving a luxury convertible, takes the initiative to confess. Instead of asking why I should agree, it’s more like I have no reason to refuse. Besides, according to the rules of the club activities, I didn’t have the right to refuse, did I?”
“True. But I heard that after I was eliminated in Antarctica, you followed her. Are you going to defect to the enemy now?”
“If I defect, then I defect. If you encountered this kind of stroke of luck—the kind that only exists in power-fantasy novels and Japanese anime—would you refuse?”
Lin Yu said, looking at Li Hao.
“Fine,” Li Hao let out a long sigh.
“I wouldn’t.”
“But aren’t you curious why? Since that time she blocked the road, it seems like she’s been very focused on you,” Li Hao asked again.
“I asked. If Vigus’s translation was correct, her answer was because I was the first person to refuse her club invitation.”
For some reason, he lied subconsciously.
He didn’t mention anything about the mission or the long blade.
“What kind of reason is that! I could have refused her too…”
Li Hao sounded a bit indignant upon hearing the reason.
“Then go tell her. She probably hasn’t gone far yet. If you run out now, you might still make it. I’m going to sleep.”
“Sigh.”
Hearing Lin Yu say this, Li Hao suddenly felt deflated again.
“Then what else?”
“Nothing much,” Lin Yu said as he climbed onto his bed.
“She wanted me to download Line so it’s easier to contact her, but because of my SIM card, there were some registration issues. Also, I have to bring her breakfast tomorrow morning and go to class with her. So, goodnight, friend. I’m going to sleep.”
“Alright, alright.”
***
The following morning, Lin Yu stood honestly in front of the girls’ dormitory waiting for Kobayashi Mirai, holding several breakfast items.
He had bought various styles: Western-style options like bread and sandwiches, as well as breakfast items that looked like Japanese sushi.
Since Kobayashi Mirai had only told him to buy breakfast yesterday without specifying what she wanted, he could only buy a few things based on intuition.
Similarly, he didn’t quite understand the layout of the student dormitories yet.
Being able to find this section of the dorms was entirely thanks to Vigus’s navigation.
People were coming and going along the road.
Standing at the entrance of the girls’ dormitory made him feel a bit awkward, so he could only pretend to browse his phone.
Yesterday, Kobayashi Mirai had given him a phone number to add on Line, but due to the regional restrictions of his phone number, he still hadn’t succeeded in registering…
He checked the time: 7:38 AM.
There was still a while before class started at 8:00 AM, but he didn’t know when Kobayashi Mirai would show up, or if she had already left.
If he wanted to contact her, he could only call.
While he was hesitating, the girl arrived.
Her hair was so eye-catching that Lin Yu spotted her as soon as she came downstairs.
Compelled by awkwardness, Lin Yu didn’t know what to do.
He hesitated in place; he didn’t want to draw attention by shouting her name, yet he was afraid she wouldn’t notice him.
He struggled internally for a short moment.
Fortunately, Kobayashi Mirai saw him too.
She waved at Lin Yu and then used Teleportation to come straight over.
As Kobayashi Mirai suddenly pulled close, Lin Yu subconsciously took a step back.
The girl shot him an annoyed look and took the breakfast from his hands.
‘This kind of entrance used by ghosts in horror movies… it’s terrifying no matter what,’ Lin Yu complained in his heart.
“Let’s go.”
Kobayashi Mirai handed the blade to Lin Yu as she walked.
She then took one of the several bags of breakfast, opened the packaging, and began to eat, without even looking at what Lin Yu had bought.
Lin Yu took the blade and glanced at her, thinking: ‘If I’d known you were this careless, I would’ve added some poison. You’re just shoveling it in anyway.’
He didn’t know that Japan didn’t really have a breakfast culture, so their mornings were always casual.
There weren’t many breakfast shops there; most people just grabbed something from a convenience store or Matsuya, or sometimes just skipped it entirely.
“Why didn’t you add me on Line?”
Kobayashi Mirai asked while chewing on her bread.
“I waited until past 1:00 AM yesterday. I thought you weren’t going to show up this morning.”
“I can’t register.”
Lin Yu took out his phone, opened the registration page, and showed it to her.
Kobayashi Mirai looked at the exclamation mark popping up in the notification box, confused for half a second before finally choosing to compromise.
“Fine, fine. Then a Chinese chatting app…”
Kobayashi Mirai pondered for a moment.
“You must have WeChat, right?” she asked him, looking helpless.
Lin Yu nodded.
After walking along the main road for about 10 minutes, they arrived at a large open space behind the area that looked like the Ancient Roman Colosseum.
The field was filled with targets styled like wooden placards.
There was actually such a large Shooting Range inside the school.
Lin Yu looked around; a large crowd had already gathered in front of the Shooting Range, forming a line.
They were showing their Student ID Cards and registering to enter.
Every time the machine at the entrance swiped a card, a photo and a score would appear on the electronic screen at the front.
“I’m going to take the exam.”
Kobayashi Mirai tossed her phone to him.
“You know how to register for WeChat, right? Register one for me and add your contact info.”
She spoke as she walked toward the end of the line.
So it was a final assessment—likely some sort of firearms course.
Lin Yu looked at the electronic screen and then at the Shooting Range.
He couldn’t tell by sight exactly how far the shooters were from the targets, but the scores on the electronic screen mostly fluctuated around 90 points.
According to normal understanding, that was the average level of a nine-ring hit.
But if the nine-ring was the average for these guys, what was the passing grade for this exam?
Thinking about how he had chosen a similar course, and then remembering the shot he had missed in the Mediterranean Sea, Lin Yu subconsciously swallowed.
He wasn’t going to fail, was he?
A chill ran through him.
He immediately shook his head to interrupt his wild thoughts and picked up Kobayashi Mirai’s phone.
It was an iPhone 13, already unlocked.
The wallpaper looked like a scenic photo of a street in Japan, with fragments of the setting sun hitting a somewhat lonely-looking road.
Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
At least it wasn’t some strange Japanese phone; he still knew how to use an Apple.
While Lin Yu was tinkering with the phone, Kobayashi Mirai had already reached the front of the line.
As she registered her information and swiped her card, her Student ID photo and name popped up on the electronic screen.
Lin Yu finished with the phone and looked up, catching sight of Kobayashi Mirai on the screen.
The girl on the student card had short black hair and a well-behaved appearance—likely how she looked before enrolling.
Without that arrogant, colorful hair, Lin Yu felt she looked much more normal.
She looked exactly like an ordinary college student, rather than a violent maniac who carried a blade all day.