Chapter 371
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Chapter 371: The Ming Country’s Little Sister Was Annoyed
For the whole afternoon, Bai Wei stayed in the sword witch dormitory.
It must be said that humans have a strong adaptability, and Bai Wei quickly adjusted to the situation.
Though he remained inside the dorm, the girls constantly came and went, bustling around.
Yoshine Ise couldn’t help but scoff, “These lazy dogs usually stay in the dorm without makeup, but now, after just half an hour, they act like they’ve spent hours perfecting themselves. And some, who never cook, are suddenly all about making desserts and dinner, acting like they’re the epitome of a good wife and mother.”
Bai Wei took a sip of water, choosing to remain silent. It wasn’t surprising to see these things; over time, one gets used to them.
When he occasionally visited the witch village, he saw similar reactions. Once the witches found him approachable, their respect faded, and they’d come closer. Bold ones would even pat their chests and ask, “Do I have what it takes to be an imperial concubine or something? I know what you’re thinking, so I won’t ask too much. Just a few good years would be nice.”
Then, before he knew it, she’d be dragged into the little black room, and he’d see her two days later.
Bai Wei wasn’t bothered, but the other witches made it clear they couldn’t stand it.
A simple village girl wanting to be a queen didn’t seem like a good match.
Bai Wei also considered his choice for queen as part of a political strategy—keeping everyone uncertain. He had no qualms about playing games to make the nobles compete with each other.
But the witches of Black Rose infiltrated faster than expected. His plans quickly unraveled. The suitable candidates from noble families either became enemies, were discovered and taken away, or were imprisoned and exiled. In just six months, most of the eligible girls from the noble families were gone, leaving only a few too young to marry. The Emperor was forced to remain single.
Thinking back to these events, Bai Wei felt a nostalgic longing to return to those days and continue the story.
In the evening, after Igarashi Shimizu finished her recording and returned to the dormitory, she saw the lively scene but didn’t feel compelled to inquire about it.
Weary, she walked back to her room, sighing. Along the way, several people greeted her, but she responded absentmindedly, not showing much expression.
Bai Wei saw Igarashi and casually greeted her.
“Um, hello,” Igarashi replied, distracted, then pulled out her key, opened her door, and walked inside.
As she neared the entrance, about to take off her shoes, she suddenly froze. Did she just see someone?
Her neck stiffened, like a rusty machine, and she slowly opened the door to take a look.
Bai Wei, leaning against the corridor, was watching the sunset. He casually asked, “What’s wrong?”
Igarashi stood there, a bunch of words stuck in her throat. She didn’t know how to respond.
Her face contorted slightly, suddenly filled with a faint sadness that brought tears to her eyes. “It’s nothing,” she said softly.
In that moment, she realized the young man seemed not to notice her existence at all—or if he did, it was only as a friend. Nothing more. Her teenage heart couldn’t bear the harsh blow. She wanted to collapse onto the bed, hoping to sleep off the frustration that filled her heart, feeling as if she could curse ten times more than Gojo Satoru.
By the way,” Bai Wei said, “There’s tea and pastries in the room, left for you.”
Igarashi looked up, her features regaining their radiance as the sunlight bathed her face. Her eyes gradually came back to life, no longer dull. “Left for me?”
“Mm,” Bai Wei started to say, “left by your best friend,” but stopped himself.
“Thank you,” Igarashi said, her voice brightening. She smiled, her earlier sadness disappearing.
Bai Wei put his hands together and said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
The sky darkened, and Bai Wei checked the time. He borrowed a phone to call the Dragon Sakura Club again.
“This is Dragon Sakura.”
“It’s me.”
“Please hold on…” A brief pause, and then another voice answered, “Hello, hello. This is Xue Hanlei, the owner of Dragon Sakura. How can I assist you today? Press 1 for high-end drinks, press 2 for delivery, press 3 for free chat, press 4 for emotional counseling, press 5 for matchmaking fortune-telling, press the # key for foreign language services, or hang up for complaints and reports~”
Her tone was as cheerful as ever—so lively. Were all dragons this energetic?
“Have you made up your mind, guest? There’s a beautiful lady from the Ming Country next to you, ‘Silent and Fierce True Goddess,’” Xue Hanlei teased. “Make your decision quickly.”
“Even if I wanted to chat, I wouldn’t choose a woman over a hundred years old and an air conditioner that only cools.”
“Wow! That’s brave of you. What gave you the courage? The telephone wire?”
“Do you think I called twice just out of boredom?”
“No empty visits to the holy temple, of course, there must be someone. Ha, men—they’re only useful when needed, and otherwise, they don’t even say hello.” Xue Hanlei performed, her words dripping with mockery. “Last time, you even called me ‘sweetie’…”
Bai Wei groaned, “Tsk…”
“Alright, alright, enough teasing. Don’t hang up, okay?” Xue Hanlei’s tone shifted. “So, what’s the matter? Last time you rescued a panda and a Demon Kingdom princess. This time, did you save a Cybertonian alien?”
“No, it’s just trouble.”
“Oh… is Godzilla waking up?”
“I’ve been targeted by the Yingzhou police. They’ve deployed a mobile task force,” Bai Wei said simply.
Xue Hanlei fell silent briefly, then asked, “Did you try to rob the central bank of Yingzhou?”
“Why is your first reaction always that I’m going to rob a bank? Do I look that desperate for money?”
Xue Hanlei continued, “Because you seem very interested in stockings.”
“What kind of logic is that? Just because someone’s interested in stockings, does that mean they’re planning a heist? I can’t believe it…”
Bai Wei was shocked. “What a wicked woman, trying to trick me into wearing stockings.”
Xue Hanlei hummed.
Bai Wei responded, “Hmm?”
“I feel like during our conversation just now, our thoughts were like two trains on parallel tracks…” Xue Hanlei let out a loud belch after sipping her drink. “So… do you prefer black stockings or white stockings?”
“That’s not the point,” Bai Wei said, frowning.
“So you do like stockings…”
“I…” Bai Wei didn’t finish his sentence. Xue Hanlei immediately pressed her hand against the receiver, gave a subtle smile to the fairy beside her, and glanced at Miss Yun, who was wearing long pants and sneakers with a disappointed look.
Yun Wuxin, expressionless, said, “Let’s focus on the matter. Why are the police keeping an eye on you?”
“I don’t know,” Bai Wei replied. “I think someone’s targeting me. They’re making big moves, even bringing in the Shogunate samurai.”
Xue Hanlei paused, her playful laughter faltering. “The Shogunate? Are you sure?”
“I took down one of them. There’s no mistake,” Bai Wei confirmed. “Even the Shogunate is involved. This could be worse than I thought.”
“When the Warrior Society steps in, it’s like the Ming Country’s Jin Yi Wei. The situation becomes serious fast,” Xue Hanlei said. “What’s going on?”
“I don’t know,” Bai Wei answered. “It could be an evil god.”
“An evil god? From Goryeo Island? But why would someone like that come after you? Do you have a grudge with them?”
“…Yes.”
“Hm? What did you do?” Xue Hanlei asked curiously.
“I foiled a plot at Far East University, had a run-in with an evil god from another world, kicked him hard, and destroyed a stronghold in Edo. I didn’t uproot it entirely, but I must’ve caused a lot of damage. How could they recover so fast?”
“I didn’t do much,” Bai Wei said. “What matters is…”
“So, your safety is guaranteed, right? Dragon Sakura is very safe,” Xue Hanlei said, concerned. “Where are you now?”
“I’m at the sword witch dormitory.”
“Say that again… Where?” Xue Hanlei’s tone changed.
“I’m at the sword witch dormitory.”
“Both sword witches are female, right?”
“Yes, that’s why it’s easy to blend in. They’re very welcoming and understanding,” Bai Wei added. “It’s quite comfortable being here.”
“Snap…” Xue Hanlei’s chopsticks broke in half, and her mood shifted instantly. “Why didn’t you come to me directly?”
“I called…”
“Why didn’t you come straight to Far East University? All the dorms are for girls. Do you care which one I’m in?”
“I…” Bai Wei hesitated. “Maybe everyone around here is being monitored.”
Just as he was about to explain, several sword witches greeted him enthusiastically. “Mr. Bai, it’s time to eat. We’ve got hot pot, barbecue, and even a room with bedding prepared for you. Come quickly!”
Bai Wei held the phone, silent for three seconds. “Like I said, they’re very enthusiastic.”
“Snap…” Yun Wuxin’s chopsticks also broke. It was clear they were genuinely enthusiastic.
Xue Hanlei and Yun Wuxin fell silent simultaneously, the temperature dropping as their blood pressure rose. This was it—Ming Country girls breaking through defenses.
