The Tsundere White-Haired Kitten

At the Mo family home.

Bai Xiaoxiao, dressed in a nightgown, rubbed her eyes and yawned as she sat down at the dining table. Resting her cheek in her hand, she watched Mo Xiaochuan devour a slice of cake.

"Is it good?"

Mo Xiaochuan nodded repeatedly. "It's so good!"

Still craving more, he decided to use his allowance to buy another one after school.

"You two are way too good to me. You even saved me a slice!"

Mo Xiaochuan was delighted.

After breakfast, the three of them got ready to ride their bikes to school as usual.

But before they set off, Mo Zhen suddenly crouched in front of his bicycle and turned the pedal, confirming that the chain really had come off.

It had probably happened when he fell in the alley yesterday.

He sighed. The chain looked dirty, and he didn't want to touch it.

Suddenly, Bai Xiaoxiao stopped her bicycle beside him.

The white-haired kitten pretended not to care. "Your bike's broken? Can't be helped. Hop on, I'll give you a ride to the intersection."

Hearing that, Mo Zhen couldn't help thinking, So you're a tsundere.

Mo Xiaochuan blinked beside them. "Actually, I can give my brother a ride too."

"No!"

Bai Xiaoxiao immediately shot Mo Xiaochuan a fierce glare, as if to say, Mind your own business.

Mo Xiaochuan was even more puzzled. What difference did it make whether he or Bai Xiaoxiao gave his brother a ride?

Besides, are you stronger than me? Believe it or not, you can't outpace me. I can still race along even with my brother on the back.

"Okay."

Mo Zhen didn't waste any more words. He got on Bai Xiaoxiao's bike and rode with her to the intersection by the school, where he got off and walked into school with Mo Xiaochuan.

Bai Xiaoxiao, meanwhile, was in a good mood. If she had cat ears, they would surely have perked up with happiness.

When Mo Zhen returned to his classroom, Adam had been waiting for him for a long time, a deeply conflicted, complicated expression on his face.

Mo Zhen asked casually, "Why do you look constipated?"

Adam gritted his teeth. "It's nothing."

The corners of Mo Zhen's mouth lifted slightly, but he didn't call him out. He simply lowered his head and started catching up on his homework.

[Name: Adam Hunter]

[Second identity: Scarlet Spider.]

[Affection: 99%.]

[Danger level: C+]

His suspicion had been right. Adam was last night's superhero, "Scarlet Spider." This Irish kid really did have spider-related superpowers.

Seeing him act as if nothing had happened, Adam couldn't help feeling a little upset.

This guy... I was worried sick, but he's acting as if nothing happened last night. He won't even tell me about it.

Adam silently sulked, feeling that Mo Zhen didn't think of him as a good brother. He decided not to help him with his homework next time.

"Adam..."

Mo Zhen suddenly called his name, and Adam instinctively turned to him. "What is it?"

Mo Zhen held up his physics worksheet, his baby-blue eyes gazing pleadingly at him.

"I can't finish it. Save me."

Adam covered his face. "Didn't you do any of it last night?"

Mo Zhen nodded and said pitifully,

"I know you're the best, right?"

Adam closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

"Give it here."

Hehe.

Mo Zhen immediately handed him the worksheet, condemning his own evil self for a second. He knew perfectly well that Adam was softhearted, yet he had taken advantage of it.

Mm, let's thank our friendly neighborhood Scarlet Spider.

The brothers worked together and finally finished yesterday's homework by the end of morning study.

During the classes that followed, Mo Zhen continued practicing his Malevolent Shrine and Reverse Cursed Technique inside his Domain of the Heart.

At noon, he first got the meal card from Wuhua, then treated Adam to lunch. He slacked off again in the afternoon and took the opportunity to catch up on sleep, sleeping all the way until sunset.

"Hey, school's over."

Adam packed his backpack, came over to Mo Zhen and nudged his shoulder, casually picking up his black-rimmed glasses and fiddling with them.

"Mm..."

Mo Zhen struggled to lift his head, his black hair in disarray. His gaze remained blank for a while before gradually coming into focus.

Adam wasn't in a hurry. He knew Mo Zhen was always grumpy after waking up, and the more he rushed him, the slower he got.

"Glasses..."

Once his grumpiness had worn off, Mo Zhen held out his hand to Adam.

Adam sat on his desk and handed him his glasses. "Isn't your nearsightedness already cured? Why do you still wear glasses?" he asked helplessly.

Mo Zhen put them back on before explaining, "After more than ten years, I'm used to them."

The two walked out of the teaching building and headed to the school gymnasium in the fading light of sunset.

Their school was holding a friendly basketball match today.

Mo Zhen had naturally come to cheer Mo Xiaochuan on. Adam had nothing better to do, so he came along to the gym.

They sat in the stands with popcorn and cola, watching the boys on the court revel in their youth.

"That's your little brother, right? He's really good."

As Adam watched, he suddenly exclaimed in admiration, his gaze landing on Mo Xiaochuan.

Although Mo Xiaochuan was a year younger than them, he was already nearly as tall. He was also naturally athletic, with quick reflexes and a stance that was both stable and quick.

"Yeah."

Mo Zhen smiled faintly, feeling a little proud.

Throughout the first half, Mo Xiaochuan kept scoring, looking just like a professional player beating up on amateurs at school.

His successive baskets drew cheers from the girls in the stands.

In the second half, the students from the other class playing against Mo Xiaochuan's team grew annoyed with him and began teaming up to shut him down.

As the players jostled for position, a boy on the opposing team suddenly pushed Mo Xiaochuan first, accusing him of traveling.

"I broke the rules? Your teammate was the one who fouled me first! His elbow smashed right into my face!" Mo Xiaochuan was furious. Holding the ball, he instinctively shoved the boy back with one hand.

Bang!

Something shocking happened.

The tall, burly boy was sent flying as if he had been hit by a speeding vehicle, slamming into the wall beneath the stands in an instant.

When he landed, he was completely dazed. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out on the spot.

"Ah!!"

The schoolgirls watching from above were startled, while the students nearby widened their eyes, staring at the scene in disbelief.

"Holy crap...!"

At the sight, Adam nearly dropped his popcorn.

Even Mo Xiaochuan himself stood there dumbfounded.

He stared at his palm, never expecting that what he had done in a fit of anger would have such serious consequences.

By then, the students around him were looking at him with surprise and fear, and Mo Xiaochuan began to regret it.

I was too impulsive...

His wrist trembled slightly.

Suddenly, someone pushed through the crowd and grabbed Mo Xiaochuan by the wrist, calling out,

"Sorry, there's been an accident. We'll take him to the school clinic first."

It was Mo Zhen.

Adam, meanwhile, hoisted the unconscious boy onto his back and rushed straight to the clinic.

Mo Zhen pulled Mo Xiaochuan out of the gym, calling Mo Chou along the way to explain the situation.

After hanging up, he saw Mo Xiaochuan looking at him with an aggrieved expression, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Brother, I didn't mean to..."

He didn't dare imagine the serious consequences of that shove. What if something really happened to the boy, or he was left disabled...?

That would be a problem no apology could solve.

Mo Zhen put away his phone and said nothing more. He merely raised a hand and patted him on the shoulder. "I know. It wasn't your fault."

"Don't worry. I'll deal with it together with you."

With Mo Zhen there, Mo Xiaochuan gradually calmed down and followed him to the school clinic.

The school doctor, wearing a mask, had just finished examining the student and said to them,

"Two broken ribs. There's nothing serious elsewhere. Do you kids always play this rough nowadays?"

Guilt written all over his face, Mo Xiaochuan bowed repeatedly. "Thank you, doctor! Thank you!"

The incident quickly spread throughout the school.

Someone had happened to be recording at the time, so the footage was shared again and again, prompting many people to exclaim:

"Another superhuman has awakened at our school!"

"It's Mo Xiaochuan from the first year. I know him!"

"Oh my god, the force of that shove was terrifying! He sent the guy flying. He's already at street hero level, right?"

"I wouldn't go that far. Street heroes start at D-rank at the lowest. Judging by Mo Xiaochuan's strength, I'd say he's E+ at most."

One good thing about Taiping Prefecture was that everyone here, from eighty-year-old men to three-year-old children, had already calmly accepted the existence of superhumans.

So not many students at school blamed Mo Xiaochuan. After all, there was video footage, and they had all seen that the other boy had made the first move.

On the contrary, more people had already begun discussing Mo Xiaochuan's combat strength and ranking, each of them backing up their analysis with reasoning and evidence.