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Author: We Ain’t Fish Original Source: SFACG Word Count: 2010 characters
Translator: Myuu English Source: Re:Library Word Count: 1244 words
Editor(s): Yanga, Deximus_Maximus

It was noontime and the scorching sun was high up in the sky.

Lilith and Diana were walking back to the auditorium in single file

“Hey martial niece, I wonder if Elder Mord is pissed since both of us ran off despite being in charge of the disciplinary committee.”

“It should be fine. I’ve handed over the remaining tasks to Wendy. Nothing should go wrong. Even if he’s Elder Mord, he wouldn’t just get angry about trivial things like you insulting the entire school or me running away in front of the entire school.”

“Hm,” Lilith nodded. “By the way, why are you keeping a distance from me? Didn’t I tell you that I’m forgiving enough to forget about whatever happened earlier?”

Diana, who was more than ten meters away from Lilith, hurriedly shook her head. “Lead the way, Lilith. I’ll be right behind you. Don’t worry, I know my way very well around the academy. I won’t get lost.”

“Lilith? Should you be addressing me this way?” Lilith threw a glance at Diana and narrowed her eyes.

“…M-Martial… aunt.”

Diana tearfully squeezed the two humiliating words through her teeth.

On the other hand, Lilith had a look of satisfaction on her face.

It was as though there was an all-meat buffet.

“That damn old man actually agrees to such an absurd thing about accepting a disciple on behalf of his master. He doesn’t even have a master!” Diana muttered under her breath with red eyes.

“Chill, chill. Life is always filled with twists and turns. You have to think positively. At least I won’t be shoving a saint-level scroll down your throat any time I want, right?”

Lilith walked up to Diana, stood on tiptoe and patted her on the head.

Due to height difference, poor Diana had no choice but to lower her head.

Damn it, it’s all that old b̲a̲s̲t̲a̲r̲d̲’s fault!

President Diana lowered her head. The unprecedented humiliation that she felt nearly reduced her to tears.

But then again, she was already on the verge of tears.

Not only did he agree to the idea of Lilith becoming his junior martial sister, he even told her, his only disciple, to obey everything that Lilith, her martial aunt, said.

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All just because he wanted to pass on his s̲h̲i̲t̲t̲y martial skills!

Goddammit! Did he pick me up from somewhere?

After thinking about it carefully, she had no parents.

So her master really picked her up from somewhere!

S̲h̲i̲t̲! Does being picked up mean one would be denied human rights?!

“Since there’s nothing else for us to do back there, let’s find a place to eat. It’s already noon and your martial aunt is starving.”
“Fine. What do you want to eat, Li… martial aunt?”
“Meat. I’ll eat anything except dragon meat.”

The corner of Diana’s mouth twitched as she thought to herself that even if Lilith wanted to eat dragon meat, she wouldn’t know where to find it.

“Oh right, this meal’s on you.”
“Huh? Why?”
“Apprenticeship banquet.” Lilith shot her a strange look. “Shouldn’t there be one?”
“Disciples only host apprenticeship banquets for their masters!”
“Can’t you do that for your martial aunt?” Lilith widened her huge eyes and asked innocently.

Diana held her forehead.

Why did she tease her in the first place?

She should have just brought her directly to the old man back then.

At least she would have a cute little junior martial sister.

The evil we brought upon ourselves was… indeed the hardest to bear…

“Fine, it’s on me…”
“For real? Great! But your martial aunt has a rather huge appetite. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all.”

How big could a loli’s appetite be?

However, at this point in time, President Diana didn’t know how broke this meal would leave her.

After all, that wasn’t a loli but a dragon in a loli’s skin.

By the time Lilith returned to the dorms, it was already two in the afternoon.

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During these two hours, she watched as Diana’s nonchalant expression turned from shock to disbelief, and then finally to pale and extreme heartache. At least Lilith’s mood was greatly lifted.

All the anger she felt in the morning had dissipated.

She hummed a little tune and pushed open the dorm, only to find that Thea and Brea weren’t in the dorm room. There was a note on Thea’s bed though.

There’ll be a class at 2:30 in the afternoon. Don’t be late.

Remember to put on your uniform.

From Thea.

PS: Your speech from this morning was really cool.

“Two-thirty? Guess I better hurry. Otherwise, I’ll be late again.”

She tossed the note before picking up the neatly folded uniform from her bed and measured it against herself in front of the full-length mirror.

“Strange. I remember the academy didn’t take my measurements. How did this fit so well?”

The form-fitting silvery-white uniform looked perfectly with Lilith’s long blonde hair from every angle. It was as if it was specially designed for her.

Then again, this was nothing more than a narcissistic statement. After all, no academy would go through the trouble of designing a uniform specifically for a student.

“Alright, time to go.”

Lilith pinned the sword-shaped badge that symbolized her identity as the vice president of the disciplinary committee on her chest, then marched out of the door valiantly.

A few minutes later, she rushed back to the room.

After rummaging through the room, she finally found the note that Thea left for her again.

She read it over and over again, but didn’t find the information she needed.

“She said there’s class but where? The academy is so huge, I can’t possibly go around searching every room!” she cried tearlessly.

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Eastern District, Lecture Building 5.

Class 9 of first-year.

Miguel, the class teacher, walked into the classroom and glanced around the room. “There shouldn’t be any more latecomers after experiencing the first class right? Well then, I’ll start the roll call now.”

It was then a trembling hand appeared in Miguel’s line of sight.

“What is it? Speak!”

“Um… Sir…” Thea scratched her cheek and spoke up shyly, “Lilith… seems to be late again.”

Miguel was stupefied.

“Late again? Is she undermining my authority? Or becoming the unprecedented vice president from first-year has gone to her head?”

“Well… Lilith had to deliver a speech on behalf of the disciplinary committee this morning. It’s only normal that she didn’t receive the class notice from you.”

“Ohoho, normal?” Miguel snorted coldly. “Do I look like I care? If she doesn’t show up in ten seconds, I’ll tear her apart.”

Thea instantly shrunk. “Do… Do you have to?”

“What do you mean ‘do I have to?’ Would she be afraid of me tearing her apart after dishing all those insults in front of the entire academy?”

Miguel sneered, “One.”
“Hey, sir! You’re counting wrongly!”
“What do you mean wrong? This was how my P.E. teacher taught me to count.”

Mr. Miguel moved his wrists while wearing a sinister smile on his face.

It was at this time…

“Get out of the way! Lilith is about to land!”

A black shadow flew in at high speed from outside the classroom window, and then slammed right into Miguel’s head.

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Mr. Miguel couldn’t even wipe the sinister smile off his face in time before everything in front of him turned black.


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