Collapse, Cross-Dressing Strategy Kiana, Then Chapter 8

A single sentence made Dumb Goose's gaze falter.

Bai Yan changed the subject. "Why did you suddenly think of looking for me? Because of Bai Yan?"

"That's part of the reason... but I mainly figured some things out..."

Durandal recalled some past fragments, her expression a little downcast.

Likely her deceased comrades.

"Don't worry about Bai Yan, she's just like me."

Durandal waited for his next words, but they never came.

Bai Yan: "Anything else?"

"That, is that yours?" She gestured to a certain corner.

Following her gaze, Bai Yan looked over, his heart skipping a beat.

The wardrobe door wasn't fully closed, and the fabric was somewhat smooth. Kicked carelessly, it slid out of the wardrobe like fluid due to the slight slope.

The hem of an ice-blue skirt.

His mind felt like an alarm was blaring, thoughts accelerating from zero frames, all thirty-six stratagems flashing like a carousel.

"Of course not, that's something Xiao Yan washed up after taking a bath and forgot to take with her."

Durandal walked over and picked up the skirt.

Bai Yan narrowed his eyes, watching as she sniffed it as if she had discovered something.

Then she paced in front of Bai Yan and sniffed him.

Bai Yan took two steps back. "Long time no see, have you picked up some strange habits?"

"No way!"

"Then what are you doing?"

"...Why does it have your scent on it?"

"My sister was very moved to see her long-lost brother, so she hugged me tightly the moment she saw me and I couldn't shake her off."

Durandal looked at him suspiciously.

"Then why is Rita's scent stronger?"

"How would I know so much about girls' affairs? But I find it strange, with your stubborn personality, why do you have a dog's nose?" Bai Yan said impatiently.

"Then I'll go ask Rita!"

"Suit yourself."

Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He hadn't fabricated too much common information on his end, so he didn't need to coordinate with Rita beforehand. He could just make things up as he pleased.

As for Bai Yan, as long as she showed no affection towards Dumb Goose, she could avoid excessive contact.

The moment Durandal left, Bai Yan immediately sent a message to Rita.

[Bianca saw the skirt in my wardrobe and is now on her way to your place]

The message was concise and to the point.

After sending the message, Bai Yan lowered his voice and feigned anger: "Riddler, get out of Schicksal Headquarters!"

Then he grinned cheekily: "Heh, I'm rolling out."

Before the smile had even faded, a fist was smashing towards Bai Yan's face. It wasn't fast or slow, it had a certain power, and it was just enough that the current Bai Yan couldn't block it.

This level of control... Durandal?!

Volume 1: Chapter 10: Journey to St. Freya

In an instant, it was only enough for Bai Yan to identify the attacker, followed by his instinctive defense.

His hands crossed, palms facing outward, all his strength concentrated there.

Smack!

Upon contact, Bai Yan immediately retreated to dissipate the force.

But he quickly looked up in surprise, only to find that Durandal also had an expression of surprise on her face.

She narrowed her eyes. "Judging by your reaction, even some B-rank Valkyries can't do that..."

"Yeah, B-rank cannon fodder can only take one move." Bai Yan's expression returned to normal as he said leisurely.

"Hmph."

This time, she truly left.

"My counter-attacks are getting more proficient... but, have I gotten stronger?"

Bai Yan looked at his hands. Although they were still fair and slender, he could feel a faint tingling sensation now.

Could the Hyperion have this kind of effect?

As for Durandal, perhaps she really just wanted to test me.

"Dumb Goose is too persistent. She probably really wanted to beat me up just now.

"To her, my attitude might have been a bit problematic...

"But it doesn't matter. I'm heading to St. Freya soon. If there are any issues then, I'll let my sister Rita handle the explanation."

Lying on the bed, sleepiness washed over me.

The official departure for St. Freya was the afternoon of the next day.

Under the identity of Bai Yan.

For the sake of secrecy, no one saw me off except for the two people who knew the truth.

The flow of information depended not only on departmental functions but also on seniority.

For example, Bai Yan didn't have information about another person hidden in the Far East Branch; for myself, I only had a single line of contact.

Bai Yan had a natural advantage in enrolling at St. Freya Academy: Ragna could write a letter of recommendation to Murata Himeko.

And a pitiful, weak, helpless, and exceptionally beautiful "young lady" was very suitable for St. Freya.

Cherry blossoms fell like spring rain, drifting with the wind; a blue-eyed girl in a white beret and a flowing white dress walked over.

In front of St. Freya Academy, Bai Yan lowered his head to check his messages.

[Rita: Have you arrived?]

[Bai Yan: Arrived, everything is normal]

[Rita: Lady Durandal is asking about your whereabouts]

This message ended there. It was clear that Rita was asking me for advice on what to say.

I was here for the past two days, but today I suddenly said I was on a business trip. It would be suspicious no matter how you thought about it.

"The Kaslana family is so troublesome. I have to strategize on one hand and deceive on the other.

"I'll just deceive them for now. If she finds out..."

Bai Yan shivered, his toes starting to "decorate" a three-bedroom, two-living room apartment.

So embarrassing!

Quickly replied.

[Bai Yan: Long-term infiltration mission, Southern Shenzhou, classified]

Rita replied with a "reassured" emoji.

Bai Yan sighed, "Annoying."

Suddenly, a strong wind picked up. The white hat was blown off, and Bai Yan couldn't react in time.

"Tsk! Troublesome!"

The white hat flew higher and higher, further and further away. Seeing that it was impossible to catch up, it was even about to fly over the outer wall.

Just as Bai Yan was about to give up on the hat, a figure appeared like a ghost, sprinted quickly, and then leaped high.

"Hey!"

Two braids flew high, quickly reaching the same height as the white hat.

Kiana intercepted the hat mid-air just as it was about to fly away.

The girl landed steadily, held up the hat, and tilted her small, delicate nose, smiling proudly.

"I caught you."

Bai Yan was quickly locked onto by Kiana's gaze. The white-haired girl's eyes lit up, and she walked over with a slightly smug look on her face.

"Here you go!"

"Thank you. May I ask what your name is, classmate?"

As he greeted her, Bai Yan observed Kiana slightly.

She had been here for some time, and it was only recently that school started.

If possible, Bai Yan didn't want his first meeting with the future God of Earth to be like this.

Looking at Kiana, if it weren't for her hairstyle, she would be a complete tomboy. And looking at Bai Yan—now Bai Yan—he was completely a delicate young lady from the water towns of Jiangnan.

When will this life end?

White hair...

That's right, I still have Master Jingliu!

As long as the time limit for the Hyper-Dimensional Space is extended, I can get more one-on-one lessons from Jingliu.

The thought of her swordsmanship, honed over a thousand years, allowed Bai Yan to see a glimmer of hope in his bleak and conflicted current situation.

He withdrew his thoughts and found Kiana staring at him with sparkling eyes.

Bai Yan uncomfortably smoothed his shoulder-length hair.

I almost forgot Kiana was a sucker for good looks.

"By the way, Bai Yan, which class are you in?" she asked expectantly.

"Hmm..." Bai Yan looked down at the screen. "Ms. Murata Himeko's class."

"Then we'll be classmates! Hehe..."

"What a coincidence! Please take care of me, Kiana."

"It's nothing."

As they were chatting, Murata Himeko suddenly appeared and immediately spotted her target.

Bai Yan was already waiting for her; with a recommendation letter, who would go through the normal channels?

"You're Xiao Yan, right? Ragna has already told me about you. Come with me."

After speaking, she looked at Kiana again. "Out playing at this hour, have you finished your homework?"

Kiana shrunk her neck. "I-I finished it..."

"Oh?" Himeko frowned. "Don't tell me you had someone else do it for you again?"

"What are you talking about? Ghostwriting? It was perfectly fair—"

She suddenly covered her mouth, realizing her mistake.

"Hoh! So you already know how to bribe your classmates?! Just wait until I tell the headmaster about this and see how she deals with you!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Auntie Himeko, no!"

"Don't hold me back, I have things to do! If you don't want to get into trouble, just obediently rewrite your homework yourself."

Kiana immediately deflated and quietly drew circles on the ground beside them.

"But it's good for you to interact more with Xiao Yan, after all, she's a true special honors student."