Abusing Private Authority

"Hurry up, get it done faster! What are you doing taking so long?"

"No, no, it's really not going to work."

"You can't do it now? Where's your usual energy level?"

"I... I really can't take it anymore, it's too intense."

"You're already done with such a short time? Then we need to keep going."

"No, I'm going to die, please let me rest for a while."

"Shut your mouth. Say one more word and I'll add another half-circle."

Wuling watched the two people exercising under his urging, and he had never felt so comfortable.

Jump, keep jumping! Weren't you so cocky just now? You had a blast jumping, didn't you? Now I'll make you have even more fun, make you feel like you're flying!

I always feel like something's missing from my hand. Oh, right, I'm missing a whip.

Tsk, what a pity.

Calcharo and Lingyang, who were running, suddenly felt a tightness in their buttocks, as if they had just brushed past something.

"Why have you slowed down again? Add another half lap."

Lingyang's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed on the track. Sweat poured down his chin, his chest heaved, and he could barely speak coherently.

"No, no more... Wuling, are you a devil?"

Calcharo wasn't in much better shape; his face was flushed, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step was incredibly difficult. He had a pained expression on his face and was panting heavily.

"We were wrong, we were wrong, okay? We're brothers, brothers for so many years, you can't just forget your roots like this, right? Please forgive us."

Wuling: "Don't eat the pickled radish. Pay me back the 500 yuan you owe me first."

"And you, snow leopard."

Wuling then turned his attention to Lingyang, who was standing next to Calcharo.

Lingyang shuddered and instinctively took a half-step back, forgetting that he was still running. He staggered to steady himself, looking completely innocent.

"No, no, no, I don't owe you any money, this has nothing to do with me."

"You don't owe any money," Wuling smiled, a smile that sent chills down their spines.

"But you were dancing really wildly just now, weren't you? Iron Mountain Lean, right? Social Shake, right? Backflip, right? After you finish running, come stand in front of me and dance those ten times."

"Oh No!"

Seeing the two groaning in pain, Wuling laughed even harder, thinking, "Damn it, this is so satisfying!"

Of course, although he said it so harshly, it was really just talk. Wuling, you don't really plan to make these two continue training. Just a token gesture is enough. It's mainly to vent your anger.

After all, he is that kind of magnanimous, yes, magnanimous.

What? You're asking about now? Settling personal scores? That's out of the question. Haven't you heard the saying, "A gentleman doesn't leave a grudge unavenged"?

The main reason was that Instructor Jiyan was watching from a distance. The fact that he hadn't stopped him earlier was already considered tacit approval, but he certainly couldn't go too far.

After working for so long, Wuling was a bit tired. She walked to a shady spot at the edge of the playground and sat down, not caring whether it was dirty or not.

I've been shouting so loudly that I'm a little thirsty and want some water, but then I suddenly realized I didn't bring any.

If you want a drink of water but realize you didn't bring any, what would you do?

A got up and went out to buy a bottle

B, just bear with it, it won't be long anyway.

C, "Dirty water won't make you sick," so I turned on the tap and took a big gulp.

D, call for two outsourcing companies.

Wuling unsurprisingly chose option D; after all, why bother doing it yourself when you can ask someone else for help?

"Hey, you two savages over there."

Wuling extended one finger, pointing at Lingyang and Calcharo respectively, and beckoned to them.

The two looked back and forth, and finally, with a slight hesitation, pointed to themselves.

Me?

"Yes, stop looking, it's just the two of you. Go buy me a bottle of water, then you won't have to run around anymore."

Is it true or false?

Forget it, I don't care anymore. I finally get a chance to rest, so even if it's fake, I'll accept it.

After making their decision, the two disappeared in a flash.

Wuling:...

Weren't they just saying they couldn't run anymore? How come they're running so fast now? I should have made them run a few more laps first.

Wuling placed his hands behind his back, but did not look up at the sky. His neck was still a little sore from holding his head up for so long.

There were still quite a few students on the playground looking in his direction. They all knew about Wuling's transformation from a student to an instructor, though he couldn't be completely called an instructor. In any case, the fact that he didn't have to undergo military training made them extremely envious.

Seeing the gazes directed at him, Wuling felt incredibly pleased. After all, wasn't all that hard work for this moment the result?

As the saying goes, it's fun to show off for a moment, but it's truly fun to keep showing off all the time.

Just as he was feeling proud, he suddenly felt a cold, hard object touch his neck.

"Hiss~."

The intense cold air made him shiver involuntarily; Wuling knew without even thinking who was behind him.

"Calcharo, you motherfucker..."

The beautiful words he was about to utter were swallowed back the moment he saw the person behind him.

There was only one figure behind him, and it didn't match either of the two people he had guessed —Calcharo or Lingyang.

The girl standing behind him was dressed in a refreshing casual outfit, with her soft white hair falling smoothly. She held an unopened bottle of ice water in her hand, her fingertips touching the bottle, still feeling its coolness. Her clear eyes were full of doubt as she stared intently at Wuling.

Who is Calcharo?

Chun tilted her head and asked with a curious look.

Wuling, quickly concealing her previous impatient expression.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, just a person."

Tsubaki: "But a person can't be described with just one word, can they?"

Wuling: "It's alright, he's not even human."

On his way back, Calcharo suddenly felt a tickle on the tip of his nose.

Chun nodded as if she understood, then bent down and handed the bottled water in her hand to Wuling.

"Here, this is for you. You probably didn't bring any water, right?"

Wuling paused slightly, then reached out and took the bottled water, the icy touch spreading from her palm.

He looked up at Chun and noticed that she also had a little bit of sweat on her forehead. It was indeed quite hot this afternoon; she would break out in a sweat after walking just a few steps.

Thanks.

Wuling unscrewed the bottle cap and gulped down a large mouthful of water. The cool liquid made him feel much better.

After finishing his water, he casually placed the bottle beside him, looked at Chun sitting next to him, and asked curiously.

"By the way, what are you doing on the playground? Aren't you in class?"

"I didn't have any classes this afternoon, so I came out for a stroll. It just so happens that freshmen are having military training today, so I thought I'd drop by and check it out."

Chun thought about it for a while, but in the end, she didn't say the words, "I came here specifically to see you."

To be honest, after that incident, Chun never knew how to face Wuling. She didn't even dare to send him a text message, let alone contact him.

As for now, it's all because of instigation. As for who instigated it, I can only say that everyone has a bit of it.

But even though I've come, there are still some things I can't bring myself to say. Maybe I should find a place where no one is around?

After thinking it over, Chun decided to speak up now. After all, she might not have the courage to do it next time. If that happened, and there was no progress at all, wouldn't that be the end of her life?

She didn't want to read erotic novels for the rest of her life; her previous actions were purely out of necessity, since she had no other choice.

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