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    Volume 3 + Chapter 129: Drunk? 

    Osmanthus cake, osmanthus cake, sweet osmanthus cake~~  

    Xia Yi cupped her cheeks, thoroughly enjoying her favorite treat.  

    As the fragrant flavor blossomed on her tongue, she felt like she’d ascended to heaven.  

    How could anyone possibly refuse osmanthus cake?  

    Impossible! No one could resist the allure of osmanthus cake!!  

    “Ehehe~”  

    The black-haired loli’s face bloomed with a radiant, genuine smile.  

    Meanwhile, a storm raged in Hill’s heart. Forcing herself to stay calm, she picked up another piece of osmanthus cake and extended it toward Xia Yi for a second feeding.  

    “Ah~~”  

    Without even needing prompting, Xia Yi obediently opened her mouth and took a bite, clearly reveling in the experience.  

    Hill froze.  

    Her mind was engulfed in a whirlwind of thoughts.  

    There was absolutely no way all these coincidences could exist together.  

    Xia Yi could wield her teacher’s swordsmanship—even reaching the same Sword Saint realm he had.  

    Xia Yi acted strangely toward her, saying her name smoothly without honorifics, even calling it out directly in moments of urgency.  

    Xia Yi demonstrated swordsmanship insight beyond her own, seeing through the frenzied fake Sword Saint’s moves that even she couldn’t decipher.  

    And most crucially of all…  

    This complete vulnerability before osmanthus cake was exactly the same.  

    Individually, each point might have some forced explanation, but taken together, only one conclusion remained.  

    Her teacher had returned from death… and fully transformed into a loli.  

    Her most respected Teacher Wright had now become a lazy, moe-blob loli who even acted cute toward her…  

    This reality crashed over Hill like tidal waves, relentlessly eroding her worldview.  

    “Xia Yi, excuse me… I need to step away for a moment…”  

    Hill set the dessert plate before Xia Yi and left the living room, disappearing to who-knows-where.  

    But Xia Yi’s eyes were already glued to the osmanthus cakes.  

    In that case, no more acting!  

    “Hehehe, then I won’t hold back!”  

    Xia Yi happily devoured the remaining osmanthus cakes.  

    ……  

    “Ah…”  

    “What have I done?!”  

    “This is so disgraceful!!”  

    Water cascaded from the showerhead, soaking Xia Yi’s now-unbound black hair as it streamed down her petite, snow-white frame.  

    She was currently borrowing Hill’s bathroom to wash up—after today’s battle, a proper cleaning was necessary.  

    But it was also during this time that she gradually regained her composure.  

    Realizing what she’d done in front of her student made her shame practically explode!!  

    She’d actually allowed herself to be hand-fed by her student.  

    Th-this… All her dignity as a teacher had been utterly destroyed.  

    “Uuu… Is there a time machine to take me back an hour…?”  

    The little princess hugged her head and crouched on the floor, overwhelmed with regret.  

    Now, more than ever, she couldn’t let Hill discover her true identity.  

    She’d let her guard down for just a moment and been sunk by osmanthus cake.  

    “Still, the silver lining is that Hill still doesn’t know who I really am.”  

    Xia Yi comforted herself.  

    After all, the one who accepted Hill’s feeding was just “Xia Yi”—not the “Human Sword Saint.”  

    Even if her dignity had taken a hit, that was only in her own mind, not reality.  

    “W-well, there’s no helping it! Today will just have to be an exception! Starting tomorrow, I absolutely must maintain my image properly in front of Hill!!”  

    ……  

    Freshly bathed and dressed in clean pajamas, Xia Yi returned to the living room.  

    Hill was slumped on the sofa, her expression complicated and her shoulders drooping.  

    “Huh?”  

    Xia Yi noticed several cans on the table… beer?  

    Had Hill been drinking?  

    Why?  

    Could she have encountered something upsetting and turned to alcohol for comfort?  

    Confused but concerned for her student, she approached.  

    “Why are you drinking, Teacher Hill?”  

    “……”  

    Hill remained silent, her bangs shadowing her eyes.  

    “Teacher Hill, is something bothering you?”  

    Xia Yi moved closer, leaning in toward Hill.  

    Addressing a student’s emotional struggles was also part of a teacher’s duties!  

    “If there is, you can tell me. Maybe I can help.”  

    But then Hill did something bold—grabbing Xia Yi’s arm and pulling her down onto her lap.  

    The petite, soft-spoken loli now sat cradled in her embrace.  

    Xia Yi’s brain short-circuited. Only after several seconds did she process that her student had just forcibly hugged her…  

    Wahhhhhh!!!  

    Hill, what are you doing, Hill?!  

    I’m your teacher! How could you act so disrespectfully!!  

    “Teacher Hill? What’s wrong?”  

    “Mmm… You’re so cruel…”  

    Hill muttered indistinctly, her words too slurred to understand.  

    She really must be drunk!  

    Yet she clung to Xia Yi without any intention of letting go.  

    No no no, I’m your teacher! Our relationship can’t involve this sort of thing!!  

    “Teacher Hill, you’re drunk!” Xia Yi insisted. “Snap out of it!”  

    “I’m not drunk.”  

    “Drunk people always say they’re not drunk! Teacher Hill, you’re definitely drunk!” Flustered, Xia Yi tried to push Hill away.  

    But this only made Hill look heartbroken, tears welling in her eyes.  

    “…Do you… hate me…?”  

    Though most of her speech was incoherent, these words came through clearly.  

    Xia Yi hesitated.  

    After all, she’d left the human world and never returned.  

    Hill might appear mature now, but she must have endured many hardships, burying them deep where she wouldn’t show anyone.  

    Tonight, alcohol had unexpectedly brought them to the surface.  

    “Alright, Hill, be good now.”  

    Xia Yi smiled softly and raised a hand to pat Hill’s head.  

    Gentle headpats.  

    Just like she’d done for her student long ago.  

    It felt as if they’d returned to those days.  

    “Mmm…”  

    The tactic worked. Hill obediently settled down, her earlier distress fading as she grew quiet.  

    Leaning against Xia Yi, she slowly closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.  

    Only after a while did Xia Yi carefully extricate herself.  

    “Sleeping here will give you a cold.”  

    After locating Hill’s bedroom, Xia Yi carried her student inside, tucking her under the blankets.  

    “There, all set! Goodnight!”  

    After whispering this, Xia Yi turned off the light and began tip-toeing out of her student’s room when…  

    Hill suddenly spoke.

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