Duanmu Huai did not care what fate awaited that unlucky man. After all, he still had his own business to attend to—now that the Ranking Competition in the Demon Realm was settled, next came the Wind Music Club's Kyoto Competition. This competition would determine which schools would attend the National Competition, so the Wind Music Club had been training extremely hard.
Fortunately, the result was pretty good.
"Third school, number fifteen, Komaou Academy."
As the three schools advancing to the National Competition were announced, Duanmu Huai, standing in the second-floor audience seats, also breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the system as well—well, there were no newly unlocked names. It seemed the system did not support repeatedly farming points by going back and forth.
"Is this a wind music competition? It seems pretty interesting, meow~om."
Just then, a charming voice came from behind Duanmu Huai. A Black Cat then silently poked her head out from his shoulder like a ghost, curiously examining the Wind Music Club members below as they hugged one another and wept tears of joy.
There was no need to ask. She was naturally Ling Nu.
In fact, Duanmu Huai did not even know when Ling Nu had arrived. He only knew that a few days after he sent her an invitation, he had wanted to drink some tea after dinner one evening, and Ling Nu had then appeared with a teacup in hand, grinning cheerfully—nearly scaring the others to death.
When it came to appearing and disappearing without a trace, this little girl was truly first-rate.
After that, Ling Nu stayed beside Duanmu Huai almost all the time—or rather, she should have been beside him. Normally, she was nowhere to be seen, but the moment Duanmu Huai called out to her, Ling Nu would