Volume Three: The Academy Goes on a Rampage - Unexpected

A Girl's Memories - Part One

When the girl first learned that the person she called "mother" was the world's most notorious serial killer, she didn't understand what that meant.

To be precise, although I knew what it meant, I couldn't truly understand it.

The girl grew up through painful trials.

From the moment the embryo is formed, the mother begins to toughen herself up.

During fetal development, through various secret techniques of the Ghost Clan, combat skills that have been passed down for thousands of years were engraved deep in the brain. The bones, which were already enhanced by physical strengthening abilities, were transformed to be as hard as metal and stone, and every muscle and nerve was adjusted to be the most suitable form for combat.

This is especially true after birth.

Pain and severe injuries are repeated every day; limbs are shattered, flesh is burned, and internal organs are pulled out of the body—these are commonplace occurrences. The result of constantly becoming broken and tattered while continuously healing itself is that the already formidable self-healing ability is trained to almost exceed biological limits.

There is no such thing as mother-daughter affection between the girl and her mother.

Almost every word her mother said to her was related to cultivation, regardless of whether the girl could bear it, she simply imposed all the skills she knew on her daughter.

"Only the strong deserve to live in this world" -- This is the only sentence my mother ever said to me that had nothing to do with cultivation.

The young girl, of course, couldn't understand the deeper meaning of those words. She simply mechanically repeated her mother's instructions, forcing herself to memorize various combat skills. Although her mother had condensed the original thousands of techniques of the Night Nether Style into a few hundred essential ones, it was still too difficult for a five- or six-year-old girl.

Gradually, the girl understood.

My mother never treated me like a daughter.

She saw herself merely as a vessel, a vessel to inherit the unparalleled combat techniques of "Asura Martial God" Urahara Mai Ryu, and nothing more.

Despite this, the girl showed no dissatisfaction.

Comparison creates disparity, and disparity breeds resentment. Having been raised in isolation by her mother, she only possessed the most basic knowledge about the outside world and was unaware of what a normal mother-daughter relationship was like, so naturally she did not feel resentment.

Several years later, she finally mastered all five hundred forms of the improved Night Nether Style Fighting Technique, the Style 200, and the Morsilis Gun Fu. The girl's physical enhancement ability also continued to increase, and at such a young age, she had almost reached the pinnacle in every aspect, especially her terrifying self-healing ability, which even her mother could not match.

Even so, her mother never smiled at her, nor did she ever praise her. After all, for her mother, teaching a young girl was no different from putting things into a container.

Would someone talk to their cup while pouring water into it? Of course not.

Until that day comes--

"We've submitted everything we could."

As usual, I arrived at the training ground in the early morning. Suddenly, my mother said this to me, then turned and left.

Xiao Wu didn't ask questions like "Where are you going?", "What are you going to do?", or "When will you be back?", because her mother disliked fussy, nagging children.

My mother never came back.

After watching her mother leave, she began exercising in her usual routine, from morning till night without a break. Years of high-pressure education had ingrained daily exercise into her biological clock, so even without her mother, her daily routine would remain unchanged.

Then one day--

"Xiao Wu... I regret to inform you that your mother, Mai... is gone."

A pretty aunt who seemed to know her mother suddenly found her and brought news of her mother's death, but she didn't elaborate on where or how she died.

"You don't seem... sad at all."

The girl's overly calm reaction left the aunt at a loss.

"I don't know either."

The girl did not feel sad. From childhood to adulthood, her mother had never spoken a word of concern to her outside of her cultivation. All she ever heard were cold reprimands. In other words, there was no mother-daughter relationship between them, so she would not grieve because of separation or death.

Is this good fortune or misfortune?

"I'm an acquaintance of Wu Liu's, just call me Auntie Lucy. I was quite surprised when I found out she had a child, and that he was an extremely rare Oni ... Living with that guy must have been tough for you, right? It's okay, I have some connections at the Central United Academy. You can go there and study like a normal kid, how about that?"

"... All right."

Without hesitation, the girl agreed.

For the girl, moving from this secluded residence to the dormitory of the Central United Academy was merely a change of training ground; there was nothing to fear.

Furthermore, the girl was genuinely curious: what is life like for ordinary children?

In this World's Little Corner today, life remains as ordinary as ever.

Xiao Wu is out on a mission and is not home.

Today happens to be the official start day of the Club Hunt, with a very formal opening ceremony that all students from the middle school and above must attend, so Sister Ye, Sister Haoyue, and Sister Xiao are not here.

The classroom became the children's domain.

"My sisters aren't here..."

"I suddenly feel so bored."

Let's find something to do!

"But what for..."

"Everyone, quiet down!" Monet, the oldest among them, spoke up.

"Although we all know each other quite well, it's different for Evelynths and Little Butterfly. Evelynths only joined recently, and Little Butterfly only joined a couple of days ago, so there are still some things they don't know each other well... Plus, these two are always arguing... So let's all work together today to help them become good friends (girlfriends)!"

"Okay--(^o^)/~""""

"But speaking of which, where are they?"

The words had barely left his mouth--

"Min, I'm here to play! -- Mother, Mom, and Stepmother are all listening to that opening ceremony, it's so boring. Mother let me go first~"

A butterfly with gold and pink flecks flew in through the window and transformed into a stunningly beautiful young girl with long pink hair.

Welcome!

"Now that Little Butterfly is here," Monet looked around, "Where is Evelynths?"

"...Huh? Evelynths?" Little Butterfly rarely showed a look of disgust.

"Ugh... What is it?"

Tap, tap, tap--

Soft footsteps came from the stairs, and a sleepy little girl with silver curly hair appeared.

"Whew... so sleepy..."

Evelynths made a mysterious "meow" sound and sleepily walked down the stairs. She looked languid, her collar was askew, the buttons were undone, and her shirt was lifted up, revealing her navel.

What's even more baffling is that she was dragging a pillow along.

"So you guys are so noisy... I want to sleep."

The words were clearly a complaint, but paired with that adorable, daydreaming expression, they lacked any sense of authority and instead made the person quite cute.

His sleepy eyes scanned the room, and when he saw someone, they suddenly became sharp.

"... Tch! Idiot Little Butterfly."

"Tsk! Idiot Evelynths."

Crackling sounds filled the air as their gazes met, sparking intense exchanges.

"Come on... don't fight! We've only known each other for a short time, why are we getting along so badly!"

"I don't like her!"

I'm speechless!?

Monet was outmaneuvered, but as the eldest, she couldn't just back down. She had to do something to distract them!

"Ah, I've got it! Sister Monet, Sister Monet, let's play that game!" Akasha seemed to have an idea.

Which one should we play?

"That's it, the legendary forbidden game!"

"Hey, hey, could it be... that?"

"Yes, that's the one!"

"What are you talking about? What do you want to do...?" The two on the other side were still confused.

"This is it!"

Monet produced a measuring tape as if by magic, a strange light gleaming in his eyes.

"Cruel, terrifying, and most exciting -- bust measurement!!!"

In the Mikael Girls' Academy's auditorium, the crowd was packed, and everyone was looking at the stage. However, there was no principal or other school leaders standing on it, but rather a projected image.

"... Club Hunt is a century-old tradition of the Central United Academy, and it's also a comprehensive challenge to the intelligence, strength, and unity of today's young people! This year's Club Hunt season has arrived early, and I believe many clubs are not yet ready, but it is precisely at times like these that..."

The white-bearded old man named "Fan" kept talking, first about the outstanding student organizations of the Central United Academy since its founding a thousand years ago, then about how significant the Club Hunt were. His rambling was so boring it made everyone sleepy, but the students around him listened very attentively. Was it because this old man was a member of the General Council of the Central United Academy?

"All clubs within the Central United Academy will be assigned corresponding 'points' based on their overall performance. During the hunting season, all competition between clubs is permitted, regardless of method, location, occasion, or means! Whether it's a competition, negotiation, armed conflict, or business war, as long as a club is defeated, one can seize one-fifth of that club's points! Once the points reach zero, the club must immediately disband without any room for negotiation!"

That's cruel... But this isn't something an insignificant little organization like World's Little Corner should worry about. After all, those involved in the conflict are powerful groups, and nobody will pay attention to small fry like us.

"As is customary, every year we select the fifteen clubs with the highest points as the 'Top Fifteen Societies'! The rules for attack and defense among the Top Fifteen Societies remain unchanged: the winner takes one-fifth of the loser's points. However, if one of the Top Fifteen Societies is defeated by a group that is not among the Top Fifteen Societies, then that group takes all of their points! In other words, if one of the Top Fifteen Societies is defeated by another club even once, they are eliminated!"

Yes, yes, yes, that's a really exciting rule, so hurry up and let her go! Who knows what trouble Little Butterfly will cause if she goes to the club on her own? As her mother, I'm a little worried...

"Now, we are announcing the list of this year's Top Fifteen Societies-- "

Ah, is it almost over? That's great...

"Hey, hey, hey~~ Don't run away, everyone come over here to be measured!"

"Yada da da da! Someone like me, someone with such a flat chest..."

"I hate being measured for bust size! So what if you have big breasts? Is it even fun?"

"Oh? It's just data, what's there to be afraid of?"

The loli with a missing left arm, Meng Li, seems fearless. Upon closer inspection, although she is disabled, her bust size could easily surpass that of an average elementary school student.

"Meng Li, you're such a bad person! Tyrant! Waaaaah!"

"Let it slowly age and sag!"

"Little Butterfly, why don't you try it too?"

"Eh... Eh? Why, why are you taking off my clothes?"

"Just give in~~~ Oh my! Little Butterfly's skin is so white, soft, and smooth!"

"Oh no! I really want to take it home!"

"Can I touch your panties? Just once, just once!"

"But, but I hate wearing panties!"

""""..."""

"Wait, Little Butterfly, hating to wear panties means... going braless is the norm for you?"

"Really? Mother always made me wear it, but it felt really uncomfortable with that piece of fabric underneath... so I Little Butterfly took it off."

""""..."""

"What's wrong with everyone? Is it so strange not to wear panties?"

Little Butterfly blinked her big eyes incessantly, looking very curious.

Evelynths glared at her coldly.

"Dirty!"

"... What?"

"You're so vulgar! What kind of young girl runs around outside without panties? Are you a pervert?"

"I'm not a crazy woman!"

"That's a hooligan woman!"

"Evelynths, you're the one who's criticizing others! Your breasts aren't even as big as hers!"

"Ahhhhhh?"

"I know Little Butterfly well~" Little Butterfly said smugly, hands on her hips. "When you look at Mother, Stepmother, and Mom, you're always staring at their chests, aren't you? You're also concerned about your flat chest, aren't you!"

"You're overthinking it! What's so enviable about those fat deposits? Besides, I'm still young now, they'll definitely be quite big in a few years!"

"Really~~~~?"

"Waaah... you're bullying me..."

"Haha~ Little Butterfly has won a great victory! Yay! (^o^)/"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Little Butterfly's laughter.

"First Place -- Song and Dance Department!"

Oh oh oh oh oh oh -- many students immediately cheered. Becoming one of the Top Fifteen Societies was dangerous, but also the highest honor.

Of course, this has nothing to do with me.

"Second place— the Broadcasting Club!"

There was another cheer, though fewer than the first one.

And so, one impressive club after another took the stage, each a powerful club with both popularity and strength.

"14th Place - Outdoor Sports Club!"

Finally, it's the last one? Let's adjourn the meeting...

"Fifteenth place--"

I wonder what those little girls are doing?

"--A World's Little Corner!"

... What?

What did he just say?

"World's Little Corner? What's that? Is it a club too?"

"Never heard of that..."

"Is there some mistake?"

There was a buzz of whispers all around me, and I was thrown into confusion.

In this World's Little Corner, with only 21 people, no money, no power, and no influence, how could they...?

"Xiao Ye!!"

Suddenly, Haoyue rushed towards me.

"Haoyue, what on earth is going on—"

"Hurry to the club! It might be dangerous!!!"

The group exchanged glances.

"Are my sisters here?"

"No way... they wouldn't knock on the door so rudely."

Clang clang clang clang!!!

The knocking grew louder and louder, quite frightening, and even the youngest, Akasha, started to cry.

Boom!!!

The door was smashed open.

The heavy door slammed against the ground, startling the girls who retreated in fear.

A group of people appeared at the doorway amidst the dust.

Each one of them was a burly, menacing-looking man.

"Is this what they call 'World's Little Corner'...? It's so shabby?"

The leader slowly scanned the group, then frowned.

"Where are your supervisors? Get your asses out here!!!"

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The daily cuteness session is over, time to get to the main story.