Flames, ruins, Honkai running rampant.
Himeko really hadn't expected to dream about something related to all this.
Was it because she had been too absorbed in this video lately?
Honestly, Himeko didn't know why either.
Logically speaking, she had never really liked watching videos, yet she had unexpectedly become interested in this video called Honkai Impact 3rd.
Though she wasn't like Theresa, who even slacked off during work to watch this video and its related fan creations.
She had basically never missed a single update.
So was that why she had this dream?
But then another problem arose.
If it was a dream caused by the video, why was its content somewhat different from the video?
In her dream, there had been no one named Ye Li, and as a result, there had been even more tragedies.
As she arrived at the classroom door, the students' loud recitations reached her ears.
The crease between Himeko's brows gradually smoothed out, and she laughed at herself inwardly.
"It was only a dream, Murata Himeko. Aren't you making too big a fuss over it?"
However, when her gaze swept toward the second-to-last row of the classroom, her relaxed brows furrowed again.
Because she saw...
That white-haired little ball of fluff whom she had saved with her life in the dream was sprawled over her desk, sleeping soundly!
Walking over to Kiana's desk.
Unlike other teachers, Himeko didn't rudely wake Kiana up. Instead, she gently gave her a push.
After all, in her view, though it was wrong for students to sleep in class, perhaps they had some unavoidable reason.
For example, they might be feeling unwell, or perhaps they had studied too late the night before.
Although neither of those situations would likely apply to a student like Kiana, what if they did?
That was what Himeko thought.
Yet Kiana, already deep in a sweet dream, not only failed to wake up but impatiently waved her hand and muttered:
"Come on~ Stop bothering me. I'm already tired from gaming all night yesterday. Can't you just let me sleep a little longer?"
Fine, fine, fine!
So, Kiana, you were actually blaming your teacher now, huh?
Looking at the unrepentant Kiana, Himeko hardened.
Correction: her fists hardened.
Himeko casually picked up a textbook from Kiana's desk, raised it high, and prepared to smash it down on Kiana's head.
With that posture, it would be hard to deny there was some personal grudge involved.
However, just as it was about to hit Kiana's head, Himeko stopped again.
Remembering Kiana's energetic smile, she ultimately softened.
But...
The death penalty might be spared, but punishment was unavoidable!
She absolutely would not tolerate staying up all night gaming and then sleeping in class!
"Kiana Kaslana! Get up!" Himeko shouted as she ruffled Kiana's white hair.
"H-Himeko?" Kiana rubbed her eyes, clearly not fully awake yet.
"Was the game fun?" Himeko crossed her arms, her tone unfriendly.
"Of course it was fun... Eh? No! Himeko, listen to my sophistry... No, listen to my explanation!"
Seeing Himeko's dark expression, Kiana said with every ounce of her survival instinct:
"I mean, the game might be fun, but I swear I definitely didn't stay up all night playing games!"
Kiana's oath was like a certain long-departed streamer—it had absolutely no credibility.
Naturally, Himeko mercilessly dragged her away.
When the classroom door closed, everyone heard a wail from the corridor gradually fading into the distance.
"Don't confiscate my phone! There are lots of private pictures I took of Mei in there... Mmph!"
Night fell.
Fu Hua, wearing a Red Kite apron tied around her waist, was busy in the kitchen, while Ye Li idly scrolled through his phone in the living room.
Looking at all kinds of Honkai Impact 3rd fan creations flooding P-site, Ye Li felt utterly dead inside.
At this rate, who knew how long the Curse of Forgetting on him could hold out?
Of course, that wasn't even what made him feel the most dead inside. It was...
"Stare——" Jilin's gaze.
Thinking of what had happened that evening, Ye Li regretted it ten thousand times over.
If he had known things would turn out like this, he would have left the classroom and gone home the moment school ended instead of staying behind to wait for Fu Hua to find him.
If Fu Hua hadn't come looking for him, they wouldn't have chatted until Fu Hua ended up coming to his place to cook for him.
If Fu Hua hadn't come, he naturally wouldn't be targeted by this yandere, Jilin.
Looking at Jilin on the other side of the sofa, her eyes seeming to wish she could tear him into pieces, Ye Li felt that before anyone else recovered their memories, he might get hacked apart by Jilin first.
So, when it came down to it...
This was all Ai-chan's fault!
If that damn cabbage-head hadn't released those videos, he would still be enjoying his ordinary life!
"Come on~ Time to eat noodles~"
Along with Fu Hua's gentle voice, three bowls of longevity noodles, perfect in color, aroma, and taste, were brought out.
Looking at the steaming bowls of longevity noodles before him, Ye Li's thoughts returned to Shenzhou thousands of years ago.
Seeing flour stuck to Fu Hua's nose from kneading the dough, Ye Li instinctively wanted to reach out and wipe it off for her.
However, just as Ye Li was about to move, he felt a burst of killing intent behind him.
"Stare——"
The look of someone wanting to stab another person to death couldn't be hidden.
If looks could kill, Ye Li felt he would already be riddled with holes.
So, in order to see tomorrow's sun, Ye Li chose to play it safe.
"Class Monitor Fu Hua, your nose... Here, have a tissue."
After handing Fu Hua a tissue, Ye Li began to devour his noodles like a heartless noodle-slurping machine.
Fu Hua accepted the tissue with a smile, sat down, and called to Jilin, who was pouting, to eat.
"Little Jilin, eat. The noodles won't taste good once they get cold."
Looking at Fu Hua's bright smile, Jilin's feelings were complicated.
It wasn't for any other reason. This was the first time she had ever seen such a smile on Fu Hua's face.
Usually, Fu Hua treated people with a serious expression and rarely showed such a girlish side.
At that thought, Jilin immediately turned her gaze toward the boy sitting opposite her and slurping noodles.
"Hmph~ Other than being a little handsome, I really can't see what other merits this guy has. I don't understand why Sister Fu Hua cares about him so much."
Jilin angrily poked the soft-boiled egg in her bowl until it was riddled with holes, as if the egg were someone's body.
Her bamboo chopsticks struck the porcelain bowl with crisp clinks. Jilin finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Sister Fu Hua, what exactly is your relationship with him? Why did you come to his home to cook for him?"
"Because of a promise." Fu Hua slowly slurped a mouthful of noodles. "And also because of gratitude..."
"Gratitude means you have to come to some strange boy's house and play housewife for him?!"
Jilin abruptly cut in, her chopsticks snapping down with a sharp crack and completely splitting the egg in her bowl into four pieces.
Cold sweat instantly seeped down Ye Li's neck, and the noodles in his mouth suddenly caught in his throat.
My Hua, please use some common sense. I'm begging you, don't say anything else!
Ye Li was about to bury his face in his bowl and play dead, but Fu Hua's next action nearly made him choke on the noodle soup!
Because Fu Hua actually picked up the soft-boiled egg from her own bowl and placed it into his!
The chopsticks in Jilin's hand let out a creaking whine, and Ye Li seemed to see a huge "DANGER" symbol light up above his head.
No, bro!
"Five thousand years ago, I did like to snatch food from you now and then to liven things up, but you have to consider the occasion when doing something like this, okay?!"
Looking at Jilin across from him, who was practically darkening to the point of smoking, Ye Li felt his days were numbered.
Staring at the trembling egg yolk in his bowl, Ye Li suddenly felt that seeing tomorrow's sun was out of the question. It would be a miracle if he lived to see tonight's moon.
The cicadas outside the window cried their hearts out, sounding exactly like Ye Li's inner wail.
Just then...
Ding-dong~
Three phone notification chimes broke the awkward atmosphere.
For the first time in his life, Ye Li felt that damn Ai-chan had shown up at exactly the right time!
P.S.: Hehehe, we're finally getting close to The Last Lesson. I can't wait to give Ye Li some sweets.
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