Do You Have an Older Sister?

Fang Cheng never expected Kanzaki Rin to still be spying on him in the middle of the night. His mind was blank by then, and he was relying entirely on sheer willpower to keep going.

By the time he reached his four-hundredth push-up, Fang Cheng could no longer feel his hands. They were completely numb.

At last, the prompt in his field of vision changed.

[Stamina +1]

Seeing the prompt, Fang Cheng finally stopped pushing himself. His arms gave out, and he collapsed onto the floor like a dog dead tired, soaking the carpet with sweat.

"Hahahaha!"

Fang Cheng suddenly burst out laughing as he caught his breath.

He'd guessed right. His body really had become like a game character's: exercise earned him a reward, and he could gain one point of stamina each day.

Even if he'd turned into a Vampire, two hours of exercise wouldn't have been enough to increase his stamina. But game characters were different—the feedback was obvious.

That meant all Fang Cheng had to do was exercise every day to gain one point of stamina. Stamina included strength, speed, endurance, resistance to impact, and more. It was an all-around improvement.

And there was no limit to the total amount of stamina a game character could gain. As long as he kept at it, he could theoretically grow into a bald hero in a cape.

This also proved that Fang Cheng's immortality had nothing to do with being a Vampire. Kanzaki Rin kept insisting he'd go out and attack people, but so far, Fang Cheng hadn't felt the urge to drink blood.

Still, he couldn't tell anyone about his Golden Finger. He'd have to let them keep thinking he was a Vampire.

The promising outlook lifted Fang Cheng's spirits. After resting for a while, he hummed a tune as he went to shower.

At the other end of the city, Kanzaki Rin swallowed her last piece of sushi, then put her surveillance of Fang Cheng on hold.

She took out her phone, logged into the game, and started playing. Of course, she occasionally glanced at the surveillance feed on her laptop to make sure Fang Cheng wasn't sneaking out.

After his shower, Fang Cheng returned to his bedroom, lay down, and took out his phone. He found a mobile game very similar to LOL, logged into the previous owner's account, and started playing.

Although he'd never played it before, the familiar gameplay and the previous owner's memories made it easy for Fang Cheng to get the hang of it.

After two ranked matches, Fang Cheng was paired with a player named "Super Cute Super Powerful God." His own game name was "God Slayer." Just from their IDs, the two seemed like a pretty fitting match.

Fang Cheng played ADC, while the other player was the support. They went to the bottom lane together.

But before long, Fang Cheng felt his blood pressure rising. The support hadn't bought a support item and was sneaking his last hits.

God Slayer: "Don't push it."

Super Cute Super Powerful God: "Fair competition!"

God Slayer: "You ******"

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, did his best to ignore the useless teammate, and focused on last-hitting so they couldn't steal his minions.

Soon, the enemy jungler came to gank. Fang Cheng dodged one ability with a nimble sidestep and was about to counterattack when he turned around and saw his support Flash away.

God Slayer: "You were supposed to shield me! Why are you running??"

Super Cute Super Powerful God: "One person dying is better than two!"

God Slayer: "I'll **** your ****ing ****"

With the ADC and support at each other's throats, their lane fell, and the match soon ended in a surrender at fifteen minutes.

Fang Cheng quit the game. If he kept playing, he was afraid he'd have a stroke.

He opened a search engine and looked up information about Vampires and other monsters. There were too many results, so he had to start reading through them one by one.

Early the next morning, Fang Cheng got out of bed with dark circles under his eyes.

He'd looked up information about Vampires the night before and found an excellent article that was hundreds of thousands of words long. He'd read straight through until after four in the morning.

Only at the end did he realize the article was actually the setting guide for a long-running novel series. What a load of crap.

After getting up, Fang Cheng habitually picked up his phone to check it and saw a text from an unfamiliar number.

"Mr. Fang, it's Asaka. This is my number, so please remember it, okay?"

Asaka Akie was Fuping, the friend who'd messaged Fang Cheng the night before.

Had she waited until morning to text him to remind him to go to school?

Fang Cheng saw through Asaka Akie's little ploy. She was a gentle girl who always thought of others.

He hadn't thought about going to school yet, so he didn't reply. He just saved the number in his contacts and changed the name to "Two Big White Rabbits."

Wait, why "White Rabbits"?

And why were there two?

He thought about it, then dropped the unimportant question and started brushing his teeth and washing his face before making himself a hearty breakfast.

Being able to cook was a cliché staple skill for male protagonists these days, but Fang Cheng was quite proud of his cooking. He had a close friend who'd graduated from New East Culinary School to thank for that.

His friend had taught him everything he knew about cooking and even shown him how to flip a wok with an excavator.

By the time he finished breakfast, it was already late. Fang Cheng decided to go for a walk and get to know the neighborhood.

It was rather sad. The previous owner had lived here for years, yet didn't even know the nearby streets.

Before leaving, Fang Cheng looked around carefully, but didn't see any sign of that pervert.

That put Fang Cheng at ease. He couldn't stand being spied on all day.

But as soon as he stepped out of the apartment building, his expression darkened—a Patrol Drone was following him in plain sight.

Damaging a drone on purpose would land him in jail. Fang Cheng didn't want to give Kanzaki Rin an excuse to arrest him, so he had to put up with it.

He turned and went back into the building. When he came out again a while later, he'd changed into his school uniform and had a backpack in hand.

The only place that could stop the Patrol Drone from following him was school.

Fang Cheng figured that doing nothing all day made it easy for Kanzaki Rin to keep tabs on him. Maybe going to school for a few days would put her guard down. It could also prove he was a good student and citizen who loved life, had no bad habits, and obeyed the law.

Following the previous owner's memories, Fang Cheng took the subway to the area near Kashima Academy, then walked a little farther before reaching the fairly well-known private high school.

Before the previous owner's parents died, they'd been more or less middle class, so they'd been able to send their son to a private high school. His grades, however, were nowhere near good enough to justify the hefty tuition.

The first class of the day had already ended, and it was now break time. Students filled the campus, walking to and fro.

After entering the school, Fang Cheng looked back. The Patrol Drone that had followed him for two subway stops had finally stopped outside the campus.

Fang Cheng smiled, raised a hand, and waved at it before heading to his classroom.

Class 2-C was on the third floor. When Fang Cheng entered through the back door, most of the students were in the classroom.

Quite a few of them looked at him in surprise, apparently wondering why the shut-in who'd been skipping school so much lately had shown up now.

His short hair, the fact that he no longer wore glasses, and his handsome, well-proportioned features also surprised the girls. The shut-in who'd always been invisible in class was actually pretty good-looking.

But that was all. The previous owner didn't have many friends in class. It wasn't as if he'd been deliberately ostracized; no one had simply bothered to include him.

Although East Asia had united into a single political alliance and national borders had become less important, regional discrimination still existed.

There were plenty of families like Fang Cheng's who had settled in Area 11, but it was still very difficult to truly fit in.

The previous owner had insisted on using his real name rather than a Japanese one. That alone showed how deep the divide between him and the people here was. It was no wonder he hadn't made any friends.

Fang Cheng's seat was at the very back, but not by the window in the protagonist's seat. A delicate-looking boy with a friendly smile was sitting there, and he looked kind of girly.

Just after Fang Cheng sat down and put away his backpack, a beautiful girl wearing rimless glasses came over and smiled. "Mr. Fang, I thought you weren't coming today."

The beautiful girl was Asaka Akie, the one who'd messaged Fang Cheng the night before.

Her Chinese name was Ye Yuqing. She was half Chinese and half Japanese. Perhaps because she was half a compatriot, Asaka Akie had looked out for the previous owner, keeping him from being completely isolated and bullied.

When Fang Cheng saw Asaka Akie, he understood why the thought of two big white rabbits always came to mind whenever he thought of her.

It was such a perfect description. How could someone bring rabbits to school?

"Hm? What is it?"

Asaka Akie tilted her head slightly. Fang Cheng's gaze made her feel as if he'd become a stranger to her.

"Ye Yuqing, Ye Yuqing..."

Fang Cheng stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Do you have an older sister named Ye Yuqing? Or Ye Zimei would work too."