Luo Zhiyu lowered his head and sniffed the collar of his shirt. Sure enough, there was a lingering scent of oranges.
This was probably what the physiology teacher in Class 3 had been talking about when he mentioned being a pervert.
Xiao Yan had liked the Moments post he had just uploaded and sent him a new message.
[Outstanding Senior Two Student Representative]: Fairy Frowning.jpg, your first time doing laundry?
[Outstanding Senior Two Student Representative]: What an honor.
[Outstanding Senior Two Student Representative]: Class is over.
Not Zhizhi: Then go home. No need to report to me.
[Outstanding Senior Two Student Representative]: Fairy Frowning.jpg, Luo Zhiyu, I think there’s an eighty percent chance your school uniform is beyond saving.
Not Zhizhi: Just throw it away when you get back tonight. Covering Face Crying.jpg
Luo Zhiyu said goodbye to his ruined school uniform in his heart, grabbed a towel, and walked into the bathroom attached to the dormitory. Warm water flowed down his neck and over his entire body, filling the bathroom with a faint fruity fragrance.
“Do I still smell like fruit salad?” Luo Zhiyu poked his head out of the bathroom wearing his fresh pajamas.
Jing Ximing looked up from the fruit salad he had just bought outside the dormitory.
“Better.”
Orange-scented pheromones were incredibly persistent. Luo Zhiyu spent quite some time before finally washing the scent of pheromones off his body completely. No wonder the teacher had said to pay attention to the use of personal belongings.
Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Luo Zhiyu felt a slight numbness and warmth at the gland on the back of his neck.
He took out a new pheromone blocker patch, casually drew a wild boar face on it, and stuck it over his gland.
To prevent students from making themselves stand out, No. 1 High School even standardized the pheromone blocker patches. They were extremely plain and monotonous.
“Insider news: There will be a surprise inspection tomorrow night.” Jing Ximing scrolled through the QQ group while eating. “They’re checking the first-year students. Teachers and student council members will come together to inspect.”
“Are there any specific requirements?” By the sink, Luo Zhiyu rubbed Xiao Yan’s school uniform with laundry detergent, counting it as washing it once.
“There are requirements.” Jing Ximing read from his phone. “No one is allowed to be sleeping in bed, there can’t be any garbage in the trash can, don’t close the door, and don’t leave anything on the desk.”
Luo Zhiyu: “?”
If there couldn’t be garbage in the trash can, what else could possibly be in there? Luo Zhiyu had many questions.
“That’s all. It’s a little confusing.” Jing Ximing put down his phone and reluctantly chewed the last bite of his fruit salad. “Whatever. Just remember to put away our unauthorized electrical appliances.”
“Let’s do it tomorrow.” After being tossed around all day, Luo Zhiyu was sleepy. He spread out his blanket and crawled into bed. “Besides, this is a random inspection. Let’s see what the probability is.”
Although their homeroom teacher had said that students who had just completed differentiation didn’t need to attend military training, Luo Zhiyu couldn’t sit still. After resting for only one afternoon, he still put on his military training uniform early the next morning and went to Class 3’s formation.
The instructor already recognized him and greeted him from afar.
“Student Luo, aren’t you resting?”
“I’m not going to make myself special. New students should integrate into the collective.” Luo Zhiyu stood perfectly straight, his words sounding exceptionally impressive. “Yesterday was an accident. I refuse to believe that asshole will come again today.”
“Good!” The instructor liked omegas who weren’t delicate or spoiled at all. “Since you’re here, then train properly. There will always be benefits.”
“Yes!” Luo Zhiyu answered decisively.
However, that asshole came again today.
When the bell rang to signal the end of the last class, a familiar figure strolled over from the other end of the sports field, carrying a red plastic bag that was slightly smaller than yesterday’s.
Luo Zhiyu: “……”
Instructor: “……”
“Don’t mind me.” Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the grass. He pulled a small food container out of the plastic bag, then took out a box of ice cream from inside the container. Right in front of Luo Zhiyu and all the students in Class 3, he elegantly finished the entire box of ice cream.
“Are you asking to get beaten again?” Luo Zhiyu communicated through his eyes.
“No, I’m not.” Xiao Yan tossed the empty container into the bag. “I just came to see how badly your military training uniform has faded.”
“You’re quite good at making things up.” Luo Zhiyu felt as though he was about to give someone a real Fairy Frowning.
A whistle sounded from the distance, signaling that Class 3 was dismissed.
Luo Zhiyu picked up a tree branch and charged forward again.
“Wait.” Xiao Yan called for him to stop.
Luo Zhiyu almost couldn’t brake in time.
“?”
“Don’t get angry. This is a kind of fun.” Xiao Yan said, still thoroughly entertained. “Once you’re in Grade 11, you’ll understand.”
Luo Zhiyu didn’t quite understand. Xiao Yan’s idea of fun was clearly built upon his dignity.
“Here’s another one. It’s for you.” Xiao Yan poured another box of ice cream out of the food container and slapped it into Luo Zhiyu’s hand. “I wasn’t trying to pick a fight with you. Really.”
Luo Zhiyu accepted the ice cream with his left hand and smacked the tree branch into Xiao Yan’s hand with his right. One hand gave the money, the other received the goods—extremely formal.
It had only been three days since school started, and he had already swiped Xiao Yan’s card, worn Xiao Yan’s school uniform, and now eaten Xiao Yan’s ice cream.
“Where did you buy all this stuff?” The peach soda yesterday was the same. Luo Zhiyu had searched every store in No. 1 High School but hadn’t found the same brand.
“My family brought it for me. I keep it in the dormitory refrigerator.” As they passed a trash can on campus, Xiao Yan tossed the bag and tree branch into it with one casual flick of his hand. “You want some?”
When he raised his hand, the bite mark from years ago on his wrist resembled a patch of peach blossoms.
“I don’t want any.” Luo Zhiyu denied it.
“Why are you looking at me?” Following Luo Zhiyu’s gaze, Xiao Yan looked down at his own wrist. He seemed to remember what had happened back then too, and let out a long, meaningful “Oh.”
“You did this.”
Being the one who had bitten someone when he was three years old wasn’t exactly something Luo Zhiyu considered a glorious achievement. Without thinking, he blurted out:
“Worst case, you can bite me back.”
Xiao Yan: “……”
“Luo Zhiyu.” Xiao Yan pressed down on his shoulders twice, neither heavily nor lightly. “You really should have listened to our physiology class last night.”
Xiao Yan headed toward the residential area, leaving Luo Zhiyu standing there holding the ice cream box and pondering the meaning behind his words.
What did he mean? Had Luo Zhiyu somehow been a pervert again in the physiological sense of AO relationships?
According to No. 1 High School’s tradition, there was a surprise dormitory inspection every year during the new students’ military training period. First, it was meant to encourage new students to keep their dormitories tidy. Second, it was intended to eliminate potential safety hazards in the dormitories.
No. 1 High School was a prestigious city school. Its dormitory facilities were certainly capable of supporting basic electrical appliances. However, the school believed that students’ primary task was studying, so students were prohibited from cooking or preparing food in their dormitories.
At eight o’clock that night, while Luo Zhiyu was sitting in front of his drawing board, scribbling aimlessly, a sudden knock came from outside the dormitory door.
Luo Zhiyu: “?”
“Shh.” Jing Ximing said. “Hide the pot.”
“Open the door.” A voice came from outside, sounding very familiar to Luo Zhiyu. “You two aren’t secretly hiding a pot, are you?”
Luo Zhiyu had only heard this voice yesterday.
The two people who were indeed secretly hiding a pot froze. The sound of a key turning in the lock came from outside.
“Fuck, they have keys.”
“Put it on your bed. Quick, get on the bed.”
Luo Zhiyu: “You can’t have anyone on the bed! Did you forget?”
Luo Zhiyu: “No, there’s no room.”
Luo Zhiyu: “Student council members are all very reasonable. It’s fine, we’re just going through the motions.”
The door was pushed open from outside.
Teacher Xu, who had taught Class 3’s physiology class the previous day, stood at the entrance of the dormitory.
Behind Teacher Xu, someone wandered into view.
Xiao Yan was wearing a blue-and-white school uniform and leaning against the doorframe. He pushed up the new pair of prescription-free glasses on his face.
“Hello, fellow students. I’m Xiao Yan, a member of the student council. For tonight’s surprise dormitory inspection, I’ve been assigned to conduct a random inspection of your dormitory.”