My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 574 - 369: It Was Me First

Since Fafnir became a standard "female university" fire, she has been returning to school every day for evening study sessions.

Although she hasn’t officially registered yet, the non-full-time and winter registration occurs, and then there’s one batch per year.

But she has already chosen Ke University’s biology department. Based on her current scores, she’s likely to be directly admitted, so she’s recently been demanding of herself as a college student, going to the school library to study every day.

This wasn’t the first time the old undead visited, probably the third time, but Fafnir hadn’t seen them before.

This time, Fafnir actually roughly calculated the time. Recently, the teacher might be coming home soon, and she voluntarily filled in the Ke University biology department. By then, she could share this good news with the teacher.

Especially today, when their cut-off scores are released, Ke University’s is around 500 points; she can confidently say it’s secure and steady.

Just as she prepared to tell the teacher this good news when he returned, she opened the door for a moment and saw a shameless woman placing her hand on the teacher’s chest (near the heart). They were too close; she could only see her own reflection through the gap between them.

In that instant, Fafnir was stunned.

Why... is this happening?

It was clearly me first...

Whether it was knowing the teacher, cohabitating with him, or gaining his favor, it was clearly me first...

Why, when the teacher was supposed to come home, I would basically be accepted by Ke University, intertwining two happy things together, but why...

This woman, isn’t she just taller than me, with a bigger chest, more shapely hips, and longer legs, this old woman!

"Ha!"

In that instant, countless grievances and anger transformed into a single exhalation, with a rounded back and airplane ears, resembling the stubbornness of a small protective cat.

Even imagining using her breath to make the enemy let go.

"Alright, Fafnir." Xue Dili waved, signaling for Fafnir to come over.

But looking at the smiling woman over there, Fafnir suddenly felt that if she approached, she would already be defeated. Isn’t she just an older woman than herself? Even if the teacher requested, she couldn’t approach without losing face.

Even if she had to die, die outside, she couldn’t admit defeat at this moment!

"Fafnir?" Xue Dili asked again, a hint of doubt and concern in his eyes, as if suspecting whether she was feeling unwell.

"Sigh!" Fafnir immediately walked over to Xue Dili and attempted to hold his hand.

Xue Dili didn’t react; good, she won!

She shot Alola a provocative glance, and even the two rules-playing old Barak had a solemn gaze towards this side, seemingly watching this silent battlefield.

Although there was no outbreak of any aura, for some reason, the two girls no longer played around, instead watching the smoke-free battlefield here without even daring to breathe heavily, even the excitement in Xue Lingshu’s pupils was evident.

Is this another battlefield? Exhilarating!

"Who is this?" Faced with the provocation from this little one, the Female Pope naturally didn’t take it seriously but instead smiled and asked.

"Consider her my niece," Xue Dili said, "She stays at my house now."

"Mm-hm, a very cute little niece." Alola seemingly didn’t take Fafnir seriously, making Fafnir angry enough to want to jump up and kick the woman’s knee.

However, her ferocious gestures were like a hissing kitten, having no attack power whatsoever.

After exchanging a few casual words, as time wasn’t early, the Female Pope said, "Are you free tomorrow? I’ll take some time to come over and teach you the Holy Light Technique."

"Shouldn’t be a problem," Xue Dili replied.

"Alright, let’s plan on that."

As the Female Pope began to leave Xue Dili’s house, the old undead also approached, and as Xue Dili prepared to see them off, Fafnir volunteered, "Teacher, I’ll help you see them off."

"Mm." Xue Dili didn’t object; he still had to attend the Mist Council tonight, and it was already a bit late at this point.

As the old undead and the Female Pope left Xue Dili’s home, Fafnir immediately followed, seemingly seeing off guests, yet more akin to flaunting in front of this "formidable opponent."

It’s as if the cat thought it was its own breath that scared away the enemy.

"Do you like Xue Dili?" Alola suddenly asked.

In that instant, Fafnir’s cheeks turned crimson, but she gritted her teeth and replied, "Yes, what’s wrong? I’ve already moved in with the teacher!"

"Tsk..." Both Alola and the old undead clicked their tongues in disdain, their attitude towards teasing the little one making Fafnir very unhappy.

"Still really just a little one." Old Barak seemed relieved with a smile, even wanting to reach out and pat Fafnir’s head, but she nimbly dodged.

"Yeah, too naive and too easy to read." Alola also chuckled lightly.

Fafnir stomped on the spot with rage, prepared to jump up and kick old Barak’s knee, but the old undead easily avoided it, not forgetting to further ridicule her.

"Your body techniques have a bit of the Imperial Swordsmanship style; do you know the Holy Light Technique?" The old undead asked Fafnir with a mindset of teasing a foolish child.

"I know, the teacher taught me! Wait, how do you know I know Imperial Swordsmanship and the Holy Light Technique?" Fafnir asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, Xue’s swordsmanship and Holy Light were taught by me; a few months ago, he was just a useless high school student, and I polished him bit by bit into what he is now!" The old undead shamelessly took all the credit for himself.