I'm Big Brother's, Not Yours!

Suddenly, a voice rang out, easing Tang San's embarrassment.

"Which one is Tang San?"

A plain-looking teacher with light green hair appeared at the dormitory entrance.

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward.

The teacher said, "My name is Mo Hen. You can call me Teacher Mo. Tang San, these are the bedding Grandmaster sent for you."

"Tomorrow is the opening ceremony. Classes officially begin the day after tomorrow. First-years will attend Class One on the first floor of the teaching building. Just make sure you arrive on time the day after tomorrow."

Tang San accepted the bedding. Though it was not luxurious, a dry, fresh scent greeted him. It was all brand-new, with a pillow included. Holding the bedding in his arms, Tang San felt warmth rise in his heart, and Grandmaster's somewhat stiff face gradually surfaced in his mind.

Everyone in the Seventh Dormitory was a poor Work-Study Student. Whether it was the clothes on their backs or the bedding on their beds, large patches could be seen everywhere.

Many Work-Study Students arrived at the academy without any bedding. They earned copper soul coins through work at the academy, then traded for old bedding previously used by upperclassmen at the secondhand market.

Those who lived closer to home had it a little better, since they could bring bedding from home. Thus, everyone looked at the brand-new bedding in Tang San's arms with envy.

Feeling their envious gazes, Tang San hugged his bedding proudly, held his head high, walked to his bed, and began making it.

"Bedding? That is a problem." Xiao Wu stared blankly at the bedding in Tang San's arms, and a trace of embarrassment unexpectedly appeared in her eyes.

She had come out of the Star Dou Great Forest without bringing anything. Without bedding, she would have no way to sleep.

Seeing that Xiao Wu's bed was empty apart from the academy uniform issued by the Academic Affairs Office, Tang San immediately asked, "How about we share? The bedding Teacher gave me is enough for the two of us."

"Sleep together?" Xiao Wu murmured, then fell into thought.

Work-Study Students all came from poor families, and they were far more sensible than the descendants of nobles. Only then did Wang Sheng realize that not only did Xiao Wu lack bedding, but their boss, Chu Fan, seemed not to have brought any either. He immediately said, "Boss, you didn't bring bedding. Why don't you use mine? I'm sturdy. I can manage with just a mattress."

"No need. I have my own." Chu Fan smiled faintly. Though he could not possibly use their blankets, Wang Sheng's words still pleased him.

No matter how great or small, acts of kindness always brought warmth to others.

Chu Fan extended his left hand. A jade-green ring could be seen on one of his fingers. He lightly tapped it, and a blanket appeared directly from the ring—a brand-new set of bedding large enough to cover the entire bed.

The golden threads decorating the bedding shimmered beneath the sunlight. A faint fragrance drifted from it, giving it an air of nobility.

At once, everyone looked at it with envy, their eyes fixed on Chu Fan's bedding. It could be said that they had likely never seen such beautiful bedding before.

"Boss really is Boss. One day, I'll let my parents use blankets this good too," one student said.

Wang Sheng scratched his head somewhat sheepishly. "Boss, isn't this a little too extravagant?" Pointing at the ring on Chu Fan's hand, he said in disbelief, "Boss, I never thought you even had a Soul Tool."

"Great! Now we can show those upperclassmen. Let's see who still dares look down on us."

Wang Sheng was a little older, so he naturally knew more than the others. During class, the teacher had once explained that there was a type of device powered by Soul Power, known as a Soul Tool. However, Soul Tools were exceedingly difficult to make, and were often unavailable even at exorbitant prices.

Listening to Wang Sheng's explanation, everyone was immediately fascinated. Though Wang Sheng was no longer the boss of the Seventh Dormitory, the students trusted every word he said.

The students all stared at Chu Fan's golden-threaded bedding. Even Xiao Wu could not take her eyes off it. "That bedding looks so fluffy. It must be really comfortable."

In an instant, the bedding in Tang San's hands became utterly dim by comparison, and no one paid it any attention. People only remembered the best, never the second-best or anything after it. Tang San's bedding was precisely the kind no one remembered.

At that moment, Xiao Wu looked at Chu Fan and murmured, "Looks like I can only sleep with you."

Just as Tang San's face lit up and he was about to gloat, Xiao Wu added, "Your bedding isn't as big as Chu Fan's, and it isn't as pretty either. Sorry, I'm going to share with him."

Xiao Wu picked up her academy uniform and walked toward Chu Fan. With longing in her eyes, she said, "Your bedding is pretty big. It won't be a problem for two people to share it, so... so I want to share a bed with you and use your bedding."

Xiao Wu's words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Tang San viciously on the head.

Rage immediately surged through him, and he clenched his fists.

"Chu Fan, every time, it's you. Because of you, Xiao Wu isn't with me."

Tang San felt utterly humiliated. Chu Fan had made his teacher sound worthless. And now, the girl he liked had also been taken by Chu Fan. Yet all he could do was grit his teeth and glare furiously. How desperately he wished Chu Fan would refuse, because then Xiao Wu would have no choice but to share a bed with him. But reality did not go his way.

Hearing Xiao Wu take the initiative to say she wanted to sleep with him, Chu Fan was momentarily stunned. Then he glanced at Tang San, who was glaring at him, and felt even more delighted.

Before Chu Fan could agree, Xiao Wu impatiently placed her things on the bed. "What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and pull the bed over."

This little brat dares order me around?

Fine. Once we're sleeping together, let's see how I deal with you.

We'll see who deals with whom. If you dare act improperly, I'll kick you flying, Xiao Wu secretly thought after hearing his thoughts.

Chu Fan grabbed the bed beside his and gave it a light tug, pressing it snugly against his own.

Everyone around them was stunned. They had moved the dormitory beds before, and even one bed was especially difficult for a single person to move, much less line up two of them.

Yet Chu Fan had merely given it a casual tug, and the bed slid across the floor. What surprised them even more was that the two beds fit together almost perfectly. This required tremendous strength—not only great power, but absolute control over it.

Xiao Wu placed her bundle in the gap where the two beds met. "Put your bundle here too. This will be the boundary from now on. If you cross it, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing the boundary Xiao Wu had set up, Chu Fan found it amusing.

Little girl, one day even you'll be mine, and you're still setting boundaries for me?

At once, Xiao Wu recalled how improper Chu Fan had acted when they sparred. A complicated feeling rose in her heart. She felt a little expectant, yet also uneasy.

Hmph, I'm Big Brother's, not yours, Xiao Wu thought.