Teacher Himeko, How About a Stick?

"No, I absolutely have to stop him!"

Without another word, March 7th, still in her pajamas and slippers, hurried off the Express.

She stood before Yan Huan.

Yan Huan, holding a handgun, noticed March 7th entering his line of sight.

Her hair was a mess, and her pink-blue eyes were wide open. She said with great disappointment:

"Hey, you gathered all these weapons just for this?"

Yan Huan blinked, then nodded.

"Yeah, what of it? Are you interested too?"

"Interested in your grandpa! Hurry up and give it back to them!"

March 7th directly snatched a bottle of red wine from Yan Huan's hand and quickly shoved it to a nearby staff member whose face had turned blue with fear.

The staff member was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, his face contorting with happiness.

Clutching the red wine, he bowed repeatedly: "Thank you, gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

And then, to Yan Huan's astonishment, he fled into the distance without stopping.

"Damn it, he thinks he can just run? Did he ask for my permission?!" Yan Huan snapped back to his senses and immediately fired his gun.

Without any hesitation.

"Bang bang bang bang bang—!!"

But the staff member had run too far, and the bullets all landed at his feet, kicking up a large spray of sparks.

Hearing the gunshots from behind, his face turned ashen, and he sprinted a hundred meters before turning into a side path.

Yan Huan intended to pursue, but March 7th quickly spread her arms, blocking him: "Hey, what are you doing? Is it worth it, losing all dignity for a bottle of wine!"

Yan Huan frowned:

"But that wine is very expensive."

Upon hearing this, March 7th became even angrier:

"You still shouldn't steal someone else's! Besides, do you lack money? If you really want to drink it, just buy one."

Yan Huan found March 7th's repeated dissuasion difficult to understand:

"If I buy another one, I have to wait. Why wait when I can drink it directly?"

"Damn it, you're stealing for that reason alone!" March 7th lost her temper and attacked Yan Huan directly.

With an elbow strike, she knocked the bewildered him to the ground. Then, she straddled him and locked his head firmly with her elbow!

Staff members passing by in the distance lowered their heads, pretending not to see.

Yan Huan's entire face turned green. Lying on the ground, he was suffocating from March 7th's hold.

"Big sister, what's gotten into you? I... cough cough cough... I was almost successful, why did you have to interfere?"

The more March 7th thought about it, the angrier she became. Her pink-blue eyes widened, and she tightened her elbow hold: "Good grief, if I hadn't stopped you, you would have ruined our Express crew's reputation!"

Thus, the two remained locked in this position for a long time, their shouts and curses echoing for miles around.

Until a woman with deep red hair and a mature figure arrived.

It was Himeko.

She held a small containment pod and looked at Yan Huan, who was lying on the ground, and March 7th, who was on top of him, with confusion.

"What... are you two doing?"

Upon seeing Himeko, March 7th's pink-blue eyes lit up:

"Sister Himeko, you're here at the perfect time! It's hard to imagine this person's mental state; he dared to rob someone!"

Himeko paused, holding the containment pod: "Robbery?!"

March 7th nodded vigorously:

"Yes, I saw it all! He even shot at the person, it's simply outrageous!"

Yan Huan, pressed against the cold ground, felt the weight on his back and his eyes widened in fury:

"What's wrong with shooting? I was being very restrained by not spraying him with a submachine gun!"

"You're still saying that, you're still saying that!" March 7th tightened her grip.

He was completely disgracing the Star Rail Express!

Himeko sniffed, staring blankly at the two before her:

"So, the Shui Xiao escaped, and my wine is gone?"

Her low voice caused March 7th to falter.

"Huh? What Shui Xiao? That wine was yours, Sister Himeko?"

Himeko nodded, her brow furrowed deeply.

"If I understand correctly, did you just let that Shui Xiao, who was disguised as a staff member, go?"

March 7th: "Huh? Wasn't that just a regular staff member?"

As March 7th began to doubt herself, the strength in her hands weakened.

Yan Huan seized the opportunity and broke free.

He then clutched his reddened neck and complained to Himeko:

"Teacher Himeko, look at this do-gooder. I had that Shui Xiao under control, but this person just snatched the wine from my hands and shoved it into the Shui Xiao's! They even covered for him, it was so dramatic, I almost cried from being moved."

Hearing Yan Huan's words, March 7th's entire face flushed red, all the way to her ears.

"Then why didn't you say he wasn't human earlier?! I thought you were actually robbing him!"

Yan Huan flashed a smile.

"It was on purpose, haha! Didn't expect that!"

Himeko: "..."

Yan Huan: "I just wanted you to learn a lesson, see if you dare to get in my way again."

Himeko remained silent: "..."

Yan Huan and March 7th, exchanging insults, moved their feet, quietly distancing themselves from Himeko.

March 7th said coquettishly:

"Are you sick? If you had told me, I wouldn't have interfered with you!"

Yan Huan: "Wouldn't that mean I wouldn't get to see your guilty expression now? Totally worth it."

March 7th: "You really deserve to die."

The two walked further and further away from Himeko, whose gaze grew increasingly unfriendly.

Just as they were about to disappear from Himeko's sight.

Himeko, with a dark expression, gritted her teeth and yelled at them to stop:

"Don't move! Heh, you two sure know how to have fun?"

Star Rail Express, Observation Car.

March 7th and Yan Huan were kneeling side-by-side on the floor, pushing the blame onto each other.

"Sister Himeko, you really can't blame me for this, it's this guy's fault for not explaining things clearly!"

"Teacher Himeko, you need to see things clearly. March took the wine from me, and she was the one who let him go. You can't just blame me for all of this."

Himeko sat in front of them with her legs crossed, truly on the verge of laughter from anger.

"March, Yan Huan, you two are really something. Do you know how far it is to walk from there to the containment section, carry out the containment, and then walk back?"

Her expression grew even darker.

"Especially you, Yan Huan. You're of the Path of Joy, aren't you? You're really good at causing trouble?!"

Yan Huan knelt on the ground and said obsequiously:

"Teacher Himeko, the wine is gone, but a staff member just gave me a pack of cigarettes. Would you like one?"

He then knelt on both knees, slowly shuffled forward, pulled out a cigarette, and offered it to Himeko.

Himeko: "..."

Yan Huan chuckled awkwardly:

"See, this is Furong Wang. I heard even celebrities love to smoke it. If you don't like the taste, I have Snow Leopard electronic cigarettes too. They were all gifts from staff members who thanked me for saving the space station."

"Pa."

Himeko kicked the cigarette out of Yan Huan's hand.

"Yan Huan, I'm telling you, nothing you say now will matter. I don't want anything to do with this Shui Xiao anymore. You two caused this mess, so you deal with it yourselves!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Himeko stood up, strode past the two, and walked towards her room with the click-clack of her high heels.

The "Furong Wang" that she had kicked onto the floor looked somewhat awkward.

March 7th snorted coldly, stood up, and complained:

"Are you sick? Why would you offer Himeko-jiejie a cigarette? Now look, you've really angered her."

Yan Huan waved his hand, completely bewildered.

"Aren't cigarettes and wine good friends? How can you only favor one?"

March 7th was speechless.

"Seriously, are you perhaps a lunatic from the Path of Joy?"

Yan Huan nodded.

"As you wish, I think I really have a talent for causing trouble."

And so, the task of finding the Shui Xiao fell upon the two of them again.

Of course.

Yan Huan definitely didn't want to do it.