"Don't rush into a decision. Let's hear what our other teammate thinks first."
As he spoke, Mo Yuan looked toward Nanmen Yun'er, who had approached them only after Ning Tian left.
Nanmen Yun'er had a gentle gaze and a composed smile. She smiled at the two of them and held out her delicate hand.
"Class monitor, Bai, it's nice to meet you. I look forward to working with you."
Only then did Bai Yi come back to his senses and remember that their team had another member. After all, he'd been so caught up in the excitement of being on the same team as Mo Yuan that he'd forgotten all about her.
Looking at the beautiful Nanmen Yun'er, whose demeanor was so gentle, Bai Yi sprang up from his chair in one swift motion. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly but didn't reach out to shake her hand.
He wasn't blind. Even an idiot could tell that Nanmen Yun'er was after Mo Yuan. He'd already learned that lesson the hard way three months ago.
No matter what, as long as Mo Yuan was by his side, Bai Yi wouldn't be easily swayed again by any girl showing him kindness.
Mo Yuan silently chuckled at Bai Yi's antics, then turned to Nanmen Yun'er and said,
"Hello."
As he spoke, Mo Yuan also reached out to shake Nanmen Yun'er's hand.
Their hands met in a light clasp. Mo Yuan only thought that Nanmen Yun'er's hand was quite soft, and felt nothing else. But Nanmen Yun'er experienced something entirely different.
The instant her palm touched Mo Yuan's, an inexplicable sense of unease welled up inside her. Everything around her suddenly fell silent, save for the faint sound of running water.
The sound seemed to come and go, and she couldn't tell where it came from. Yet a name instinctively surfaced in Nanmen Yun'er's mind—blood!
At the same time, Nanmen Yun'er seemed to have gotten drunk. Her gentle eyes grew hazy, her long legs pressed together involuntarily, and a captivating blush spread across her lovely face.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and her eyes narrowed slightly. After taking a deep breath toward Mo Yuan, she let out an uncontrollable, soft moan.
"Mmm~"
The air abruptly fell silent. Faced with this misunderstanding-inducing turn of events, Mo Yuan, who had never seen anything like it before, widened his eyes. His mouth twitched, and his face was covered in question marks.
Hey, lady? Are you high or something? Or do you have a secret side you've never shown anyone?!
Coming back to her senses, Nanmen Yun'er froze for a moment. Then the tips of her ears turned bright red, and blushes rapidly bloomed across her cheeks.
Especially when she noticed the strange looks from Mo Yuan and Bai Yi, she lowered her head and covered her face tightly with her hands.
"Um... Yun'er, everyone's got their quirks, and even the strangest ones are normal. But, well... maybe keep them in check in public."
After a moment's thought, Bai Yi spoke earnestly, casting an envious glance at Mo Yuan, who seemed lost in thought.
Damn it! Why couldn't something like this happen to him?
Unlike Bai Yi, who was consumed with envy, Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared intently at his right hand—or, more precisely, at the blood flowing through the blue veins beneath his skin.
He didn't really believe that Nanmen Yun'er had a strange fetish. That was just a joke.
Then the only reason she'd reacted that way was probably something about him...
But what did he have that was different from other people, and could cause that reaction in Nanmen Yun'er?
After thinking it over, Mo Yuan could only come up with one thing that might have that effect: his Martial Soul—Black King's Blood.
To get to the bottom of it, Mo Yuan decided to send Bai Yi away so he could speak to Nanmen Yun'er alone.
"Bai Yi, are you hungry?"
Bai Yi froze, unsure why Mo Yuan was asking him that now, but answered honestly,
"A little. We were in a hurry this morning, so I haven't eaten breakfast."
"Great. I'm a little hungry too. Could you do me a favor and buy two breakfasts in Shrek City? No, three."
"Huh?" Bai Yi looked puzzled. "Why buy them in Shrek City? The academy cafeteria has food, doesn't it? Besides, if we want to eat, we can just go—"
Bai Yi's voice grew softer and softer. By the end, it was barely audible. At the same time, he shot a teasing glance at Mo Yuan and Nanmen Yun'er, who was still covering her face, and gave Mo Yuan a knowing smile.
"I get it~ No problem. Your request is my command, Brother Moyuan! But how long do you think it'll take me to buy breakfast?"
This kid... One look at Bai Yi's smile told Mo Yuan he'd definitely gotten the wrong idea. But he'd already accomplished what he wanted, and was eager to test his theory, so he couldn't be bothered to explain right now.
"An hour."
"No problem! Leave it to me!"
With that, Bai Yi headed for the classroom door. As he passed Mo Yuan, he patted him lightly on the shoulder, waggled his eyebrows, and whispered,
"Brother Moyuan, the academy doesn't strictly forbid this kind of thing, but be careful. Don't end up with a little one on the way..."
Mo Yuan's face darkened. "Just get lost."
"Sure thing!"
Once Bai Yi had disappeared from the classroom, Mo Yuan turned to Nanmen Yun'er, who was still covering her face and didn't dare look at him. After a moment's thought, he asked gently,
"Yun'er, could you tell me whether you sensed something unusual when you held my hand just now, and lost control because of it?"
At Mo Yuan's words, Nanmen Yun'er's body visibly relaxed. She slowly lowered her hands, revealing her lovely face, still full of embarrassment.
She glanced cautiously at Mo Yuan. Seeing that his expression had returned to normal and there was nothing strange in his eyes, she quietly let out a breath of relief and said,
"Yes..."
So it really was... Mo Yuan nodded and continued, "Could you tell me what you felt?"
"Mm..."
As soon as Mo Yuan brought it up, Nanmen Yun'er perked up. Recalling what she'd felt, she began to explain,
"When my hand touched yours, Class Monitor, I suddenly felt a little uneasy. Everything around me went quiet, and I could hear only the faint sound of water. But before I could figure out where the sound was coming from, a name appeared in my mind."
"Blood—or, more precisely, your blood, Class Monitor."
So I guessed right. Black King's Blood really does have another effect I didn't know about... Now that he'd confirmed his suspicions, a faint killing intent rose in Mo Yuan's heart.
Black King's Blood was his most important secret, and the most deadly threat to his life at Shrek Academy. If anything went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable.
As Mo Yuan wondered how to handle the situation, he noticed Nanmen Yun'er's face turning red again and asked,
"Is there anything else you haven't told me?"
"Yes... Class Monitor."
At Mo Yuan's prompting, Nanmen Yun'er continued,
"After the word 'blood' appeared in my mind, I smelled something coming from you."
As she spoke, Nanmen Yun'er seemed to fall into a memory. That look of intoxication returned to her face, and she spoke in a distant, dreamy voice,
"It was a strangely fresh and sweet scent, so very fragrant. The moment I smelled it, the blood in my body began to boil. My soul—and even my Martial Soul—felt a deep longing for it.
"That scent made me feel intoxicated, lost in a daze. Just one breath of it made my soul shiver with pleasure..."
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