Restricted Lovers [Complete] - 20

Episode 7 Synopsis:

Chapter 1 The Train

After that unbelievable moment, the beautiful landlady immediately realized what had happened that couldn't be undone. She grabbed her butterfly earrings and ran away, leaving me standing there, trembling uncontrollably, my lips still pressed against hers.

Not long after, the voyeur appeared.

"The commotion tonight was a bit too much. We need to be more discreet tomorrow."

This time, he had two deep red handprints on his face.

The most important thing is not to lose me...

Later, the voyeur brought me back—although I suspect he passed by there because he was being chased by the woman. And the voyeur didn't come empty-handed, because he had even taken off her bra! Heaven knows what a horrific process that was!

So, while I was being rescued, before taking me back to Sama's place, we decided to thoroughly interrogate the owner of that D-cup bra with its abundant material.

“That’s right, ‘she’ is a possessed being.” Although I had already confirmed it when the paparazzi brought “her” to rescue me, I said it again to ensure a smooth start to the interrogation.

“Alright, let’s begin!”

To fit the style of the “interrogation,” the paparazzi and the members of the extreme sports club all wore military uniforms—who knows when they changed into them!

Only President Raphael dressed up as a jailer. His reason was—

“That way, I can fall asleep anytime I get tired of listening.”

Please, if you were dressed as the Commander-in-Chief or the President, even if you slept like a log, grinding your teeth and talking in your sleep, who would dare to wake you up?

With a “snap,” the interrogation began, the glaring light of the desk lamp shining directly onto the purple roses embroidered on the D-cup bra cups. Under the warm light, a faint fragrance wafted out, I couldn’t tell if it was her own scent or the body odor of the girl Leila.

As if unable to adjust to the brightness, the D-cup bra twitched. The voyeur and Shi Jing, along with Soren and Fal, stood in pairs around the table, each playing the good cop and the bad cop.

After an hour of interrogation, the information extracted from the D-cup bra was limited.

It wasn't that she intentionally concealed anything, but rather that her knowledge was extremely scarce.

Moreover, she was clearly one of the victims of the Soul War.

"Why did you participate in the war?"

When the voyeur asked this, she glared angrily and screamed without hesitation, "Isn't it because of people like you!"

It turned out that she was originally a peace-loving girl (whether she was a girl or not, who knows? Anyway, the age number uttered by a woman is as credible as the political views of an election candidate).

But since the war started, her mistress had frequently encountered gropers (regardless of whether they had evil intentions or not) and perverts who broke into her room and searched it (regardless of their intentions, they were all called that). Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she had no choice but to stand up and fight for her chastity and privacy.

"How stupid, why not just throw you away?" Soren sneered after hearing her harrowing story.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm the most expensive designer item she ever bought!" she shrieked, trying to prove her worth.

"Only a little over ten thousand." C (Olin) flipped through an underwear magazine to prove it: "Only eight thousand eight during the sale."

"I'll give her ten of them, and you'll leave your life behind. That way, your master can return to a peaceful life, isn't that wonderful?" the paparazzi laughed.

"You bunch of devils!" she cried out in panic.

"Thank you for your compliment." The paparazzi was clearly pleased with the analogy.

"If it weren't for perverts like you who keep harassing me and my master, I would have preferred to hide quietly until the day of the lottery!" she said resentfully.

"Wrong, you've got the order wrong." The paparazzi raised her index finger and shook it from side to side: "It's not that we harassed you and then you turned around and attacked us; it's that you attacked us first, and then we came after you, didn't we?"

She was speechless for a moment.

The voyeur was right. Since it's fishing, the fish should bite the bait, not the other way around.

While this action lacks the lofty ideals of Jiang Ziya's fishing, generally, unless a possessed person actively attacks me, they won't suffer such a "backlash."

For example, I'm like a frail "chicken," swaggering around with a hundred million yuan in cash. As long as no one tries anything funny, nothing will happen; but if someone succumbs to temptation and tries to rob me, even if they're shot dead by my bodyguards lying in wait, they can only blame themselves for their own itchy hands.

They do this not because the voyeur and his ilk have a conscience, but because anyone who dares to actively hunt other "possessed people" is either a reckless brute or a master, perfectly fitting the "challenge" the extreme sports club seeks.

Even eliminating a reckless person is insignificant, while a master can bring them unparalleled enjoyment during the fourteen days of their graduation trip.

"Let...let me go! I promise I'll never appear before you again," the woman in the purple bra suddenly said softly.

"Of course, do you think Leila Academy and Sefer Academy will visit the same tourist attraction tomorrow?

" the paparazzi retorted. "If Little Mo fell into your hands, would you let him go so easily?"

"Of course," she replied without hesitation.

...Is it "of course," or "of course not"? Anyway, nothing happened, so it's up to anyone to say what they want.

"Alright, then let you go back!" the paparazzi said magnanimously.

They didn't even consult President Raphael, because he was actually asleep.

"Ash, take Little Mo back first," the paparazzi said.

As Ash led me out of the room, I heard C say curiously, "Ryan, the magazine says 'the underwire is the life of the bra,' what do you think?"

"Then let's take it out and see!"

After that, I didn't have time to listen carefully. But knowing the perpetrator's nature, I think he would definitely do it...

The first day, Sama lost her bag, so she wasn't suspected at all when she came back;

but today, all the girls went out to look for their earrings, so they weren't here—if the perpetrator found me, he would immediately order Ash to bring me back.

But he didn't, which is why it's so troublesome.

I wasted more than an hour, and the pretty landlady and the others had long since gone back to their rooms. I climbed along the hotel's exterior wall to the sixth-floor window, and even through the drawn curtains, I could still see figures moving around.

It's not easy!

Sama probably hasn't realized I've been missing for several hours yet—just in case, I lied and pretended to be tired, hiding in her suitcase to sleep. Since there are other people in the room, she probably won't open the suitcase to check if I'm still there.

The troublesome one is Hiizuki; I just hope her senses are confused by the noise of people and TV programs.

"When you hear the signal, go back on your own." Ash pushed the glass window open a crack and placed me on the window frame.

Fortunately, the girls didn't think anyone would be standing outside the window, so they didn't lock it; the light inside the room also prevented my shadow from being cast on the curtains.

Once everything was ready, Ash left the window and climbed into the dark room next door to begin preparing his "code."

Just before today's "fishing plan" began, I suggested to the paparazzi that since the activity started at eight o'clock, it was too early. The pretty landlady and the others were still awake, which would greatly increase the risk of me having to sneak out to meet Ash.

And now, with Ash bringing me back while the landlady and the others were still awake, just figuring out how to sneak out each time was a huge headache! I don't want to be caught even once! Then for the next few days, wouldn't I be unable to even leave the house?

"Was anyone in the room when you went out tonight?" the paparazzi asked, hearing my concerns.

No, not at all.

The landlady and the others had gone to the lobby, so when Ash came to pick me up, I followed him almost effortlessly.

"Do you think that's a coincidence?" the paparazzi asked me.

It turned out that eight o'clock was the time for evening roll call. Students who stayed in the hotel and didn't go out were recorded by the tour guide, and then those who returned to their accommodations were registered one by one. Of course, students who have already been recorded can apply to go out again, but they must return no later than 10:30 PM to make it to the 11 PM lights-out time. "

Lights-out" is just a formality; after all, how can you force students not to stay up late on a graduation trip?

Especially not the children of the elite, the future pillars of society!

So the tour guide at most just gives a perfunctory reminder, mostly turning a blind eye. Some students even go out to clubs after lights-out, and the tour guide accompanies them.

All this is to say that I'm being overly anxious. 8 PM is a perfect timeframe, which is why this suggestion was approved.

Frankly, how could they not have thought of what I was thinking?

Okay, I was ignorant.

"What about the return trip?" I asked again.

"The fishing trip is about two hours, but we'll take you back after lights-out."

What if the pretty landlady and her family aren't asleep yet, or haven't even gone to bed?

"We'll just have to improvise," the tour guide said irresponsibly.

Truly irresponsible! But perhaps this could be seen as proof of their great trust in Ash?

"Ah—"

Just as I was waiting and recalling what had happened earlier, a girl's scream suddenly came from the next room.

The "code" had arrived!

"What happened!" Hii Yue was the first to jump up and open the door.

"Let's go see." Feng Hua followed her to the next room.

Amidst the sobs, a sleepy voice said after a while, "Aya said she saw a black shadow flying in the room."

"Was it a cockroach?" Hii Yue asked.

"No, she said it was about the size of a person, but everyone else was asleep, so they didn't see it."

"She was just sleepy... she must have seen it wrong?" I could tell that Feng Hua was trying her best not to mention the possibility that the hotel was haunted.

"No, no!" The fragile, crying girl was trying her best to suppress her fear: "'It' flew past me and even brought a gust of wind..."

Before she could finish speaking, several more screams came from the room next door. Before I could hear the door open, there was another commotion next door. Like a chain reaction, screams continued intermittently, alarming everyone.

Many people opened their doors to investigate.

The girls who remained in the room naturally went out to find out what was happening; while I took this opportunity to slip back into Sama's suitcase, pretending to know nothing.

The shadowy figure witnessed by many girls mysteriously disappeared a few minutes later, just as it had arrived, and even after the male students joined the search, they found nothing.

Afterwards, Feng Hua requested the hotel to retrieve the surveillance footage to identify the suspect.

For the sake of guest privacy, there was no surveillance system in the rooms, only three or four monitors installed in the corridors of each floor for security. Suspiciously, none of the four monitors captured the mysterious shadowy figure at the time of the incident, so the true identity of the shadowy figure changed from a "pervert" to a "ghost."

"It's true! Aya said she was shivering when it floated by, it must have been a ghostly wind!"

Sama said fearfully when talking about the incident back in the room afterward.

“…It must be because the air conditioning in the room is too strong?” Hiiyue voiced what I was thinking.

“It doesn’t seem so,” Ryua said.

“You mean, that shadowy figure really is a ghost?” Fuuka asked.

“Not necessarily,” Ryua said. “Land is divided into yin and yang. Generally speaking, hotels or restaurants are built on slightly yin land.”

“Why is that?” the pretty landlady asked.

“For the quality of sleep for the guests,” Ryua explained quite professionally. “When people sleep on yang land, their minds are easily agitated and they have difficulty falling asleep; but if they sleep on yin land, the situation is the opposite. However, sleeping on truly yin land is harmful to the body, so hotels or restaurants are usually built on slightly yin land, and a short stay will not harm the body.”

“But slightly yin places still attract ghosts to gather, don’t they?” Yotsuba asked.

“That’s why hotel ghost stories keep circulating,” Ryua said.

“So…so it really is a ghost!” Sama’s voice began to tremble.

“Even so, ghosts do have things they fear, and that is the yang energy of people.” Ryuya continued to explain, “When the human energy overwhelms the yin energy, the ghost will retreat and dare not cause trouble. Normally, if there is only one ghost, three people in the room are enough.”

“Huh, but there are five people in Xiaoling’s room, aren’t there?” Fenghua said.

“So that’s not a ghost.” Feiyue said as if she already knew. “

But the surveillance cameras didn’t capture anything, right? It’s clear that the murderer is very familiar with the blind spots of the hotel’s surveillance cameras, and it’s possible that it was an inside job…” Fenghua pondered.

“There’s another possibility.”

Feiyue’s words made me break out in a cold sweat.

“There aren’t any surveillance cameras outside the window either, right? If the murderer used the window as a passage, needless to say, the surveillance cameras wouldn’t capture anything. This is the sixth floor, so no one should have locked the window. We’ll find out by asking around later.”

“Yes, and while we’re at it, we should also summarize the movements of the shadowy figure seen by the witnesses and count the possible infiltration routes… Leave this to me!” Fenghua spoke quickly and decisively, and went out to verify her hypothesis as soon as she finished speaking.

"Then...who could do something so despicable?" the pretty landlady asked.

Climbing to the sixth floor, moving freely between rooms, spying on girls' sleeping postures...

I knew exactly what conclusion they would draw.

Sure enough, the answer was unanimous, clear, and certain—

"Extreme Sports Club!" they shouted simultaneously.

"Good morning, did you sleep well last night?"

The next morning, Feng Hua, seemingly representing all the women of Saifeier, accompanied by the pretty landlady and others, went to the hotel where the voyeur and his group were staying.

"Thanks to you all," the voyeur answered the door, casually throwing on a shirt.

"Indeed, thanks to us," Feng Hua said with a smile. "Last night, our hotel was visited by members of your club. We hope you can explain your actions yesterday. Vice President Ryan, you won't pretend you don't know about this, will you?"

"Fine, I won't say." The paparazzi nodded. "Then, where's the evidence?"

Feng Hua's expression turned somewhat grim.

"Vice President, you're joking. Who else could scale a sixth-floor window like that? Do we even need evidence?"

"That's hard to say. There are always people more skilled than you. While our skills are decent, we wouldn't presume to claim that only we can do something. Without concrete evidence, and without allowing our organization to deny it, isn't that intentionally framing someone?" "

Don't worry, we're not here to find the culprit. And based on our understanding of your organization, with your meticulous minds, you naturally wouldn't leave too many flaws." Feng Hua said with a fake smile.

"That's the best compliment," the paparazzi accepted with a laugh, "just like your genuine beauty."

"Likewise," Feng Hua said. "Since your club's travel itinerary is strikingly similar to ours, we naturally hope to get along peacefully in the future. Yesterday's incident was just us being too unprepared; let's consider it a misunderstanding! If the vice president discovers any suspicious individuals, we hope you won't mind informing us."

"No trouble at all," the paparazzi said casually.

"Thank you in advance," Feng Hua said with a smile as the other person closed the door.

"Is everything ready? The car is waiting downstairs; we'll take attendance again in the lobby later," Feng Hua asked.

"Xiao Cheng is still in the bathroom," Fei Yue said somewhat helplessly.

"Anyone will do; just pull her out! Brushing her teeth once is enough," Feng Hua said, rubbing her temples, trying to ease her fatigue.

It seems the beautiful landlady's blow was truly devastating...

Like she'd developed obsessive-compulsive disorder, combining last night and this morning, she'd brushed her teeth at least ten times. This seemingly insignificant number hurt me more than losing my first kiss.

Later, with the combined persuasion of Yotsuba and Otoyu, the beautiful landlady finally put down her toothbrush willingly, dried her swollen lips, and stepped out of the bathroom. It was impossible for the other girls not to find her sudden change suspicious, but the beautiful landlady wouldn't say anything, no matter how much they asked.

"I must kill him..."

Her sleep-talking last night kept everyone awake all night—including me, of course.

"Was she forcibly kissed?" Huddled together in the darkness, Fuuka was the first to whisper, "And it must have been an ugly man."

"Why does it have to be an ugly man? It could have been a handsome guy!"

Sama was more honest.

"It's just that Xiaocheng might dislike him a little."

This...that's true...

"Don't you think that if Xiaocheng takes a bath as often as she brushes her teeth..."

Ryua indirectly pushed me to the guillotine.

"Rape!" the girls whispered at the same time, but immediately lowered their voices to a whisper in the instant they realized what was happening.

The pretty landlady was still asleep, otherwise she would never have just listened quietly without jumping up and shouting back. After a

few seconds of silence, Feng Hua said again, "Everyone calm down! We're discussing what happened to Xiaocheng, not some fabricated...indecent assault."

Then the group of girls let their imaginations run wild. Of course, no one came to the so-called "truth," and everyone decided to keep it a secret. If the pretty landlady wouldn't say, they naturally wouldn't ask, to avoid causing her further harm.

After roll call and boarding the bus, the bus took Sefer and Leila to the train station, where they boarded the tram for their final trip together. Because of the different attractions on the third day, the students from Sefer Academy would get off three stops earlier than the students from Leila Academy, a journey of only about half an hour.

After two days together, the Leila and Sefer students had developed a much closer relationship—or rather, they had witnessed the Sefer students' nonsensical behavior, making the Leila students' jealousy seem meaningless and laughable, and their hostility gradually dissipated.

"Everyone, to send off our good friends, we'll be playing the 'Big Wind Blows' game later,"

the announcement spread throughout every carriage.

"There are two rows of seats on each side of the aisle. When you hear the words 'Big Wind Blows,' every Leila student must sit next to a Sefer student. Those who hear this, please answer loudly!"

Over a hundred voices responded in unison, and the Leila students took their luggage from the overhead racks, while the Sefer students did the same.

Since most people were still sitting together as classmates, when a Leila student made a request to sit with another student and was invited, another Sefer student had to leave their seat to find a new Leila friend.

"The game begins! The wind blows... there's someone from the same school next door!"

At the command, eligible students immediately got up and moved around, searching for suitable friends.

A moment later, a short-haired Leila girl arrived at her seat carrying a small suitcase and asked, "Excuse me, may I have the honor of sitting next to you?"

Having been warned beforehand to stay away from all short-haired Leila women, Sama jumped off her chair with her luggage and said to Otoyu, who was sitting by the window, "I'll be going now!"

"You don't want to accept my request?" The Leila girl grabbed Sama's hand.

"Sama, you sit here, I'll find another seat."

Otoyu picked up her luggage, casually interrupting Sama before she could follow my instructions and say, "I have a Leila friend I'd like to sit with," and then randomly find a long-haired girl to sit with.

"This..." Sama immediately resorted to her backup plan—feigning a troubled expression, hoping to make the other girl back down.

"Thank you." Leila cleverly nodded to Otoyu at this moment, subtly avoiding eye contact with Sama.

Otoyu, however, noticed and misunderstood Sama's "displeasure."

"I'm fine, you should get along well with me for these thirty minutes!" she said with a smile, preparing to get up.

Sama and Leila stood temporarily in the aisle, making it easier for Otoyu, who was sitting at the far end, to pass. Watching the embarrassed Sama and Leila sit down together, she remained in the aisle waiting for Sama's reply.

"...I understand." Sama forced a smile.

"Excuse me, would you like to sit with me?" At this moment, Otoyu's arm was taken by a girl named Leila, who looked very cheerful.

"Yes." Otoyu nodded slightly.

"That's great, my seat is over there." She smiled broadly and pulled Otoyu towards the back of the carriage.

With things seemingly settled, although Sama remained in her original aisle seat, the others in the first carriage had largely found their partners. That meant I'd have to find another companion in the back carriages.

But that would not only embarrass the girl next to me, Leila, but also make her lose all composure; moreover, going to the back carriages might mean running into Yinyou…

what a disaster.

I gently touched her hand that was clutching the bunny bag a few times as a gesture of comfort, then continued to peek at Leila, who exuded the aura of a possessed being, through the gap in the bag.

It seemed the paparazzi hadn't actually done anything, otherwise the scent of the possessed being wouldn't still be so strong—

how would she know I was with Sama without the possessed being's instructions?

Just as I was peeking at her, she was also secretly watching Sama's bag, her constantly shifting subtle expressions suggesting she was pondering the relationship between Sama and me.

Of course, she found it strange and couldn't figure it out either.

In the "Fishing Plan," I was partnered with the "Extreme Sports Club," but now I'm with Sama. She might have heard my true identity from the possessed one, but that only makes her more confused.

What's a girl doing on a graduation trip with an "electric massager"?

A faint blush rose to her cheeks; her thoughts seemed to have drifted in a forbidden direction.

"What's wrong?" Sama noticed her actions and immediately pushed the bunny bag to her side where Sama couldn't see it.

"Sorry, I just think it's cute," Leila apologized, shifting her gaze from the bag to Sama's face, as if observing the sincerity of her reaction, before asking, "You know who I am, right?"

"How would I know before I introduce myself? You're so strange!" Sama replied without thinking.

"You might not know my name, but we have something in common," Leila said, unconcerned about Sama's feigned ignorance

. "Something in common?" Sama asked blankly.

But her undisguised innocent confusion was only seen as feigned ignorance by Leila.

“Yes, they’re on me, and in your bag,” she said softly.

“Oh, so—” Sama’s eyes lit up, “You have dwarves too?”

“Dwarves?” Leila stammered, “…Pfft!”

She almost immediately stifled a laugh, covering her mouth with her hand.

“I’m…sorry…” she apologized to Sama with great difficulty, then immediately turned her face to the window, her shoulders shaking with intermittent laughter.

“Is it that funny?” Sama pouted, not understanding what she had said that made the other girl lose control of her laughter.

Finally, Leila pressed her stomach, wiping away the tears of laughter that welled up in her eyes, and turned her head away. Seeing Sama's sullen face, Leila tried her best to hide the laughter in her voice and said, "S-I'm really sorry."

"It's okay." Sama said sullenly, "This world isn't just about humans. I know that not everyone believes in the existence of dwarves, and you don't have to believe it either, but I don't like people laughing at me!"

Hearing Sama's complaint, perhaps thinking that Sama had deliberately replaced "dwarf" with a term for a possessed soul, Leila returned to her normal demeanor and sincerely said, "I'm sorry, but I really believe in you, because I also have a... dwarf."

"Really?" Sama asked, still fuming.

Seeing Leila nod affirmatively, a feeling of shared secrets and camaraderie welled up within her.

"Then, can I see your dwarf?"

Unexpectedly, Sama made such a request, and Leila subconsciously clutched her collar, her cheeks slightly flushed, and said, "This... I'm afraid it's not very convenient."

"Ah... right." Sama looked at the people sitting around her, as if realizing that such a request was somewhat inappropriate, completely failing to read the true message conveyed by the body language of those around her.

Leila secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, what's the gender of your little dwarf? What does it look like?" Having found common ground, Sama instantly forgot about her earlier unwelcoming attitude.

"Uh, it's female, and its appearance..." Faced with Sama's seemingly unintentional yet terrifying question, Leila hesitated to answer.

"Ah, sorry, I forgot that a dwarf's appearance can't be revealed." Sama stuck out her tongue. "Then let's change the question. Where is your little dwarf from? Mine is from Europe!"

"Europe?" Leila exclaimed in surprise.

She probably hadn't expected Sama to be able to discover a possessed soul from so far away, unaware that it was all my fabrication.

"Yes, Europe. And yours?"

"At...at...a lingerie shop." Unable to withstand Sama's persistent questioning, Leila carefully observed the reactions around her before speaking in an almost inaudible voice.

“‘Inner Eden’? I never knew there was such a place!” Sama exclaimed in surprise. “The birthplaces of the dwarves are so unique!”

“Uh…yes.” Leila could only say awkwardly, “But it’s not something they can choose, right?”

“That’s right, aren’t we the same?” Sama nodded vigorously in agreement. “It’s a pity we’re about to be separated, otherwise you and my dwarf could definitely become good friends, maybe even fall in love at first sight!”

“…I don’t think that’s a good match at all…”

“What did you say?”

“No, I didn’t say anything.” Leila shook her head.

Sama’s overly enthusiastic attitude only made her more and more confused.

“Could you give me your address? If I have time, I’d like to bring my dwarf to visit you.”

No! Please don’t! I could tell Sama was serious, but the image was just too bizarre and terrifying.

“That’s probably unlikely, isn’t it? If you and my dwarf both draw lots, then they have to go back.”

“Go back, go back where?”

“Your dwarf didn’t say anything?” Leila asked疑惑地.

“Excuse me, could you switch seats with me?”

Sama wanted to ask further, but was interrupted by a male voice from behind. She couldn't help but turn around, but I didn't even need to look to know what had happened.

“Of course, as long as Miss doesn't mind,” the boy who was asked said.

“You can decide,” the girl next to the boy replied.

To her, as nobles of the same Sefer Academy, there shouldn't be much difference, right?

“Please sit down.” The boy who was asked generously offered his seat and moved to a few carriages behind.

The girl Leila sensed something as he sat down, pursing his lips and frowning, seemingly a little nervous.

Were the two possessed souls too conspicuous? I thought to myself. The

one who deliberately approached the two possessed souls was naturally Fu Xiu, who took it upon himself to exorcise demons.

Although I knew Fu Xiu wouldn't do anything, the two gazes that seemed to penetrate the back of the chair were a warning, an invisible pressure.

“What's wrong?” Although the girl Leila wasn't very talkative, Sama could still see her silence.

“It’s nothing, I just want to rest.” Leila glanced back, signaling to Saya to change the subject.

Regardless of whether she knew Fu Xiu’s identity, such a deliberate threat was impossible to miss.

“The scenery is beautiful!” the girl next to Fu Xiu exclaimed.

This was clearly just a topic to get attention, but after a few seconds, she still didn’t get even a single interjection in response.

She finally couldn’t help but ask Fu Xiu, “Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you carsick?”

The other girl still didn’t utter a single word.

Perhaps not understanding her intentions, she sighed, “You…” She was about to say something more, but then stopped herself.

“How annoying, sitting in the back!” Saya muttered, the sudden change in atmosphere making her not only uncomfortable but also unable to control the disgust on her face.

A hand landed on her shoulder.

“Ah!” She clutched her chest, almost screaming. Looking down, she saw Feiyue squatting beside the chair, as if cheering her on.

"You seem to be having a good chat?" The voice was pleasant, but the expression didn't quite convey the sentiment; Fei Yue's eyes kept glancing back through the seat cushion. "It's nothing, I just came to let you know you can get your luggage ready, we're

almost at the station." As she spoke, the tram slowly slowed down, and the standard female voice announced in a flat tone, reminding passengers not to miss their stop

. The students from Sefer, having already arrived at their stop, were reminded again by several tour guides, and after a brief farewell to the students from Leila, they stepped out of the open doors as the train pulled into the station.

"Goodbye!" The students from Leila stretched their hands out of the window, waving enthusiastically.

"Goodbye!" The students from Sefer also said goodbye with a mix of joy and sadness, "Have a safe journey!"

"You too!"

With a whistle, the train departed, but Fei Yue's gaze wasn't on the students from Leila .

"Did you do something?"

"Sama didn't do anything, really! What happened to that person?" Sama asked, both surprised and puzzled.

"Just released an undeniable killing intent," Fei Yue said.

So that was the real reason she came to "greet" Sha Zhen.

She also didn't understand Fu Xiu's behavior.

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