Chapter 143
by Need_More_SleepChapter 143: The Hard To Discuss Education
“Here.” Heli handed Mi Xiaoliu 200 Mira as allowance for researching Magic Eyes Suppressors.
“Can you read the words without wearing this?” She pointed to a line of text in the textbook.
“Yes.”
“Then don’t wear them on weekends when no one’s around. Daily contact lenses aren’t good for your eyes… But if others are present, it’s best to keep them on.” Heli instructed.
“Master, she’s right.” Sasha agreed.
“Mmm.”
Today, Heli had once again taken time out to personally teach Mi Xiaoliu.
Well, “taken time out” wasn’t quite accurate. Every time she hit a bottleneck in her experiments—frustrated enough to scratch dandruff into existence—she would return to spend time with Mi Xiaoliu to soothe her mood.
Innovative research was like solving math problems. Success brought relief, but failure bred irritation, which in turn made solving it even harder—a vicious cycle.
Today, Heli had bought a new textbook, different from the usual ones.
It had far more illustrations, resembling a manga book where pictures formed sequential stories. The art style was cute, but the content was heavy and hard to grasp.
Heli patted Mi Xiaoliu’s head. “Study this lesson well.”
Mi Xiaoliu tugged her sleeve. “If I don’t, will you sell me?”
“No.” Heli pinched her cheek.
That damn Gloria, always up to no good.
This was a lesson many parents avoided out of embarrassment—some even protested against it—yet in many ways, it was more crucial than any other subject.
Sex education.
As a researcher, Heli didn’t find the topic awkward. What was tragic was failing to teach such knowledge and then blaming the child when preventable incidents occurred.
For Mi Xiaoliu, this might even help address her gender identity confusion.
And after yesterday, when Mi Xiaoliu had curiously asked what a “little jj” even was, Heli knew she couldn’t delay this any longer. If the girl went off to “explore” on her own, it might be too late.
Heli stopped her from flipping through the book. “Save the manga for later. Let’s start with menstruation—why you bleed for a few days every month. As I’ve mentioned before, every girl experiences this when they reach a certain age…”
“Hey, old hag! Have you seen my keys?” Gloria’s rude shout echoed from outside.
Heli frowned and patted Mi Xiaoliu’s shoulder. “Read on your own for now. I’ll go check.”
She stepped out to find Gloria locked out of her own room, while Okulet waited patiently by the parking spot downstairs.
Gloria had come back to grab something but couldn’t find her keys.
Heli pulled out a massive bundle of spare keys and handed them over. “Try them one by one.”
What could she do? As meticulous as she was with labeling every chemical flask, she couldn’t be bothered to organize spare keys.
Mostly because the entire building was hers—even the elevator and parking spots, technically public areas, belonged to her.
Then there was that time Gloria, out of spite for Heli defending Mi Xiaoliu, had mixed all the keys up. The bundle now weighed more than Mi Xiaoliu’s backpack. Sort them? Hell no.
Of course, tenant keys were roughly categorized, and Mi Xiaoliu’s spare was kept separate.
This mess was entirely Gloria’s own fault.
“Don’t abuse your power, old hag. I gotta pee.” Gloria rubbed her thighs uncomfortably. “Or do you want me to tell Mom to make your life harder?”
“The proper term is use the restroom—or at least go to the bathroom.” Heli reminded her of her young lady status.
“Bullshit. If I said that, people would just ask if it’s number one or two—isn’t that even cruder?” Gloria was now doing the pee-pee dance on the spot.
…Fair point.
Heli took the keys back. “Go use mine.”
Gloria didn’t hesitate, rushing downstairs straight into Heli’s room.
The first thing she saw was Mi Xiaoliu sprawled over the desk, reading.
In a flurry of panic, Mi Xiaoliu shoved her colored contacts and glasses back on, scrambled to her feet, and backed away—clutching a pen like a student who’d just been scolded.
“Heli said she won’t sell me.”
Her posture screamed a wronged child, even if her face didn’t. She thought Gloria was here to collect.
Gloria: “…?”
She’d completely forgotten about the prank that had this kid on edge.
Ignoring Mi Xiaoliu, Gloria marched into the bathroom to relieve herself.
Mi Xiaoliu slipped out of the room, wanting distance—but then her eyes started burning.
“Master, did you put your contacts in backwards?”
Colored lenses had a right and wrong side. A careful look would’ve shown the difference, but she’d been in too much of a hurry earlier.
Mi Xiaoliu didn’t need the usual struggle of prying contacts out—she could just store them in her system space.
The world instantly drained to black-and-white. Blinking away the discomfort, she spotted Heli outside talking to Okulet.
He held out a small robot, asking something. Heli shook her head, then pointed out a switch on its surface.
Okulet flipped it. The robot’s face-screen lit up with a simple, blinking expression—oddly cute.
But it didn’t seem to do much.
Yet in monochrome vision, the moment Okulet activated it, Mi Xiaoliu saw the robot swarmed by glitching code—similar to Amari Yota before she’d killed him, but not identical.
“Master, that thing has to be the server!” Sasha gasped. “The hell?! Why’s the Little Demon King with it?!”
——
Inside the room.
Mission accomplished, Gloria felt much better.
No way the old hag expects me to try a dozen keys for every building, right? That’s like—a whole damn keyring of high-rises!
Whatever. I’ll just kick the door in and buy her a new one.
She turned to inspect Mi Xiaoliu’s textbook, checking if Heli had added any unflattering mentions of her.
Then she froze.
《Sex Education》
Gloria inhaled sharply.
…So the old hag finally snapped.
——
Police Station.
“So you’re saying the ‘Black-Clothed One’ who fought you earlier was actually… Wei Shi in disguise, and this time it was the real one?” Officer Chen and the Humpback Whale stared at each other, baffled.
“I’ve brawled with that old bastard from enrollment to graduation. He has felt my exquisite combat skills plenty, and I know all his cheap tricks.” The Humpback Whale answered indirectly.
Officer Chen stroked his chin.
Then why would Wei Shi impersonate the Black-Clothed One? Just to boost their notoriety?
But the Black-Clothed One had already dominated Fanzui City’s headlines by then. At most, this would only prove they could hold their own against the Humpback Whale.
Thinking back, something else had happened that day.
He had Yiwen investigate Mi Xiaoliu…
Mi Xiaoliu’s abilities were concealed, but his records clearly state he’s male.
Officer Chen glanced at the interrogation room’s one-way mirror, where Yiwen—oddly invested in the Black-Clothed One—was questioning Dias alongside Jim’s dad.
“Even if you ask a hundred times, I really don’t know. I don’t even know her name, never held her hand—” Dias insisted, firm.
Jim’s dad twirled his pen. “Do you realize what you’re doing? You’re a hero’s descendant. Your grandfather wanted to mold you into an elite supernatural cop.”
“I know I sound like an idiot, but… since when does liking someone need a reason?” Dias met his gaze with unsettling sincerity.
Coming from a 14-year-old, it did sound idiotic.
Jim’s dad slammed the table. “That’s not liking—that’s lust! You’re disgusting!”
“Besides… she’s not that bad, right? She only kills, like, super evil scum…” Dias mumbled.
Yiwen shook her head in despair.
A future cop, infatuated with a criminal… What even is this kid?
You’re on the police’s side, damn it!
Too frustrated to watch, Yiwen checked her phone—revealing her lockscreen to Officer Chen through the mirror: a cheek-to-cheek selfie with Mi Xiaoliu.
“Let’s keep this from White Whale for now…” Officer Chen muttered to the Humpback Whale. “Might just be a coincidence.”
Other supernatural cops in Mi Xiaoliu’s class included… Jim? No, too dumb. Barrett? Worse—Yiwen would know within two hours.
Then Lu Mingxue it is. Have her test this Mi Xiaoliu. A mind-reader’s perfect for this.
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