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Class Teacher System

Chapter 125: Save the Brain dead Lover (4)
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Chapter 125: Save the Brain dead Lover (4)

Translato’s Note:

In the last chapter Zack had been mistakenly written as Zach. I have made the correction now. Also i apologise for the late release. I thought i had made an scheduled release, it was just saved as a draft…

An invisible psychic storm raged in the air, with powerful and chaotic psychic energy attacking everything within its reach. Even though the teachers present had quickly activated the protective shields they carried, the duration and coverage of these shields were limited. Some students who hadn’t managed to get inside the shields were immediately overcome by the stimulus of the psychic storm and fainted on the spot. As for the main target of the attack, Qiaozhi Souya, his nose and the corners of his eyes were bleeding from the intense assault.

Qiaozhi Souya’s face was filled with disbelief. He knew that he had activated his high-quality protective shield in the shortest possible time. This psychic shield was capable of defending against psychic attacks up to the A-rank level, including A-rank itself. While he understood that Yi Xiao possessed S-rank psychic energy and physical strength, having S-rank psychic energy did not necessarily mean he could launch psychic attacks at the S-rank level.

S-rank individuals often struggle with channeling their psychic energy into effective attacks. This is why psychic energy manipulation has become a separate discipline. However, even now, Yi Xiao’s psychic energy is exceptionally high even during this psychic turmoil. If he manages to control this psychic turmoil, he might become a top-tier Double S-level genius in the alliance, right?!

Thinking this, Qiaozhi Souya felt his eyes growing redder. He couldn’t tolerate someone like Yi Xiao surpassing him, even if Yi Xiao was destined to die at the age of twenty.

With these thoughts, Qiaozhi Souya looked at Yi Xiao, who was amidst the psychic storm, and as he looked, he began to laugh. His laughter was tinged with the blood that stained his face, making him appear terrifyingly ghastly. Even though he couldn’t bear it and fainted, he still smiled. He knew he was not in a good condition, but Yi Xiao was in an even worse state. Hearing that frequent psychic turmoil could directly lead to the death of a psychic, Qiaozhi Souya thought with a grin that he had many opportunities and methods to trigger Yi Xiao’s psychic turmoil every few days.

When Ren Zhu came out of the medical room, he keenly sensed a disturbance in the psychic energy around him. This disturbance was restless and carried a hint of aggression. Then, he heard shouts and running from ahead:

“Where’s the Medical Assistance Captain? Yi Xiao’s psychic energy has gone haywire again! Quickly calm his psychic energy and send a few teachers specializing in earth magic or defense to the playground!”

“Oh my, didn’t Yi Xiao’s psychic energy go haywire just yesterday afternoon? How could it happen again today?! Doesn’t he know that frequent psychic turmoil will greatly affect his lifespan?!”

“That kid’s temperament has been erratic since his parents passed away. But the principal instructed us to take good care of him. After all, his parents sacrificed themselves for the alliance. He will… Well, let’s just take extra care of him.”

The voices of conversation and footsteps grew fainter as they moved away. Ren Zhu remained where he was for a while before murmuring softly, “Is this due to the prophecy? Could he really be experiencing psychic turmoil?”

As he spoke to himself, he unconsciously quickened his pace and walked towards the playground. There, he saw a crowd gathered around the center, and it seemed that members of the academy’s medical assistance team were trying to calm Yi Xiao’s psychic energy. However, due to the frequent psychic turmoil in the past two days or perhaps because he had been angered too much, their attempts at psychic soothing appeared to be ineffective.

Teacher Ren: “…” Why does he suddenly feel guilty for no reason? It’s not his fault that the situation turned out this way. It’s definitely due to his short temper and low tolerance level, not his skillset.

Teacher Ren kept consoling himself in his mind, but before he realized it, he had already reached the back of the crowd. The rescue team seemed frantic, and then he heard a stern voice tinged with impatience:

“Since no one can calm him down, we can’t let his psychic turmoil damage others’ psychic energy, or even trigger psychic turmoil in others. Force him to rest.”

“But Captain, the deputy captain said that forcing rest during psychic turmoil could damage psychic energy and the brain…”

“I’m the captain, or is the deputy captain the captain? Whose orders are you supposed to follow?! Is this the time for your kindness? Don’t you see how many students around us are affected?!”

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The rescue team members fell silent, but Ren Zhu’s face grew darker.

Even though that chuunibyou idiot was truly infuriating and made him want to give him a good beating or lecture, such treatment was reserved for him alone. No one else was allowed to cross that line and bully that idiot. Nobody.

“Excuse me, please make way.”

Ren Zhu’s height didn’t allow him to squeeze through the dense crowd of people on the outer layers. However, in a rather magical turn of events, after he uttered those words, the people blocking his way instinctively parted, creating a path for Ren Zhu to smoothly walk into the playground.

The specially treated playground didn’t appear as chaotic or full of flying debris as Ren Zhu had imagined. The floor, resembling metallic stones, seemed solid. In the center of this floor stood his chuuni partner, assuming a heroic stance as if ready for a noble sacrifice. Despite his visibly poor condition and blood trickling from his seven facial orifices, he conveyed the message: “I’d rather die standing than live kneeling.”

Ren Zhu’s lips twitched. That stubborn personality hadn’t changed from beginning to end. With this thought, he hastened his steps towards Yi Xiao. The rescue team and other teachers around were shocked to see him rushing straight toward Yi Xiao as if his brain had been gnawed on by a dog. Some tried to react quickly, attempting to hold him back, but Ren Zhu adeptly avoided their efforts.

As he drew closer, the overwhelming intensity of Yi Xiao’s psychic energy deterred the teachers from approaching any further.

Meanwhile, Yi Xiao, pale-faced, stared at Ren Zhu, who looked like a thin, bouncing bamboo pole as he came running over. Yi Xiao’s brows furrowed slowly. Had this guy’s brain gone haywire? Didn’t he see everyone avoiding him like a snake? Also, Bamboo Pole, you’re already starting to nosebleed; do you really intend to touch my nerves while I’m immobile? Are you willing to risk your life just to provoke me?

When Yi Xiao’s mind was completely overwhelmed, leaving only chaos and pain, Ren Zhu successfully pounced on him and reached out to touch his temples. “You’re supposed to be quite skilled, right? Don’t lose to the psychic turmoil! Circulate your psychic energy, create a cycle within your body, and you’ll feel much better.”

“You…”

“Hurry and listen! I’m giving you a loving touch! By now, the pain should have lessened, right?”

Yi Xiao felt his face burning; this guy was so small! How dare he talk about love and loving touch! Who taught him such things?! However, perhaps because his attention was diverted by that gentle touch, he truly felt his headache lessening. Seizing this opportunity, he subconsciously began circulating his psychic energy. He didn’t know what it meant to complete a “big cycle,” but once he started the circulation, he seemed to instinctively know the path his psychic energy should follow. After a difficult mental journey, Yi Xiao felt his spirit loosen, and he toppled backward.

At this moment, if Teacher Ren wasn’t so small, he could have executed a perfect hero-rescuing-damsel move. Unfortunately, as Yi Xiao was at least twice his weight, when Yi Xiao toppled straight backward, Ren Zhu tumbled along with him. Thus, due to the positioning, he ended up sprawled on top of Yi Xiao.

This situation was somewhat embarrassing. Just as he saw the crimson stain on Yi Xiao’s white-and-blue school uniform, Ren Zhu’s head started to ache, and without hesitation, he also fainted. This way, he could avoid unnecessary discussions with the rescue team and other teachers and provide himself with a perfectly reasonable excuse for reevaluating psychic abilities.

At this moment, the onlookers at the playground were left utterly bewildered. Various outcomes had crossed their minds, but none of them could have anticipated this bizarre result: a small, insolent figure running out and then diving into Yi Xiao’s embrace, embracing his head. Even more surprisingly, Yi Xiao’s psychic turmoil had ceased?! This was simply a fairy tale! Besides psychic soothing, was there any better solution for psychic turmoil? When did the power of love, or perhaps puppy love, become this omnipotent?!

Unbeknownst to the unconscious chuuni Yi Xiao and Teacher Ren, their sudden embrace or tumble had turned them into the school’s most famous puppy love couple.

Rescue Team: Does this mean we have to become advocates of universal love for future rescue operations? This seems a bit challenging…

Teachers: That child is truly impulsive and reckless. Even if someone loves another deeply, they shouldn’t act so recklessly. Moreover, early romantic relationships are absolutely not allowed! We must criticize and educate him, and he’ll have a stint in the “Little Black Room” for sure!!

Students: Truly an idol!

When Yi Xiao woke up from his sickbed, the first thing he saw wasn’t Ren Zhu, who was sleeping in the bed next to him, but Zack, who was sitting beside him, winking and casting lascivious glances at him.

Yi Xiao: “Is there something wrong with your eyes? I don’t mind treating you.”

Zack chuckled, “Boss, I never expected you to be so impulsive. Even though that Bamboo looks thin and small and is a guy, he dared to single-handedly storm the enemy camp for you among millions of people. I think he could be my sister-in-law! But, Boss, we’re only in seventh grade, and Sister-in-law Bamboo is just in third grade. Let’s stick to a spiritual romance for now. We can consider other things when we grow up!”

Yi Xiao: “So, your eyes are fine, but your brain is the problem, right?”

Seeing Yi Xiao’s cold expression that seemed to say he would punch him if he said nonsense, Zack hesitated and finally explained the whole situation. He was enthusiastic while narrating, but Chuuni Yi Xiao’s face grew darker with each word. When he heard the teachers believed he and that “Little Bamboo” were in an early romantic relationship and were planning to criticize and educate them, Chuuni Yi Xiao couldn’t suppress his anger any longer:

“Are you all blind? How can I be in an early romantic relationship with that dimwitted little Bamboo?”

Zack looked at the Boss with an expression that screamed, “Isn’t it?”

“It’s not!” Yi Xiao asserted firmly.

“Then why did he voluntarily run over to you when it was so dangerous, and he even seemed to be consoling you?” Zack’ face turned horrified. “Could he be so philanthropic as to help others to such an extent? He’s practically a saint!”

Yi Xiao’s expression grew worse. “I’ve already said his brain doesn’t work properly! How would I know—”

Zack rolled his eyes, about to say something, when Ren Zhuzhu, lying on the neighboring bed, couldn’t take the noise anymore: “Shut up! Can’t you let people sleep?!”

So, Yi Xiao, who had been about to roar, lowered his voice by eight notches and angrily retorted to Zack in almost inaudible tones, “I don’t know why that idiot came over!”

Zack: “…” If it weren’t for the fact that I can still lip read and guess expressions, I wouldn’t know what you mosquito buzz is about.

If this isn’t favoritism…

“Oh, then I’ll leave. Boss, get well soon.”

Thoughtful Zack reckoned that maybe the Boss was uncomfortable with his presence. Things might get better once he left. After all, he had been following Yi Xiao since he was six and was now twelve. Over the past six years, he hadn’t seen anyone who could shout at the Boss and have him obediently comply in an instant like a cat. In most cases, anyone daring to shout at the Boss like that would get kicked to the ground by Yi Xiao right away.

After walking out of the medical room, Zack grinned to himself. Ah, youth was wonderful. Love was a beautiful thing after all!

Seated on his sickbed, Yi Xiao heard the strange laughter outside the door, and his face turned completely black. Indeed, Zack’s brain was also starting to malfunction. At this rate, he might not even recognize the way home.

Chuuni Yi Xiao sat on his sickbed, upset with himself for quite a while. Within the ward, there were only himself and the little Bamboo in the adjacent bed. Neither spoke, and the room became incredibly quiet, so quiet that he could even hear the rhythmic sound of the other person’s breathing.

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Turning his head to look, Yi Xiao saw the raised blanket, the black head, and the fair neck under the short hair. Seen from behind, little Bamboo appeared even thinner, almost malnourished. How could such a fragile person, someone he could almost knock out with a single punch, have the courage to run toward him during his psychic turmoil?

And, he dared to shout at him.

“… So audacious.” Yi Xiao looked at that figure and muttered to himself.

Muttering a phrase, he lay down on the bed and wrapped himself up like a cocoon, preparing to rest properly. Since the day before yesterday, he hadn’t had a proper rest. He felt like he hadn’t slept well for a long time. But now, in this environment, perhaps due to the pure white walls or the quiet ambiance with only cicada sounds remaining, he surprisingly felt very conducive to sleep, and he indeed fell asleep quickly.

But before falling asleep, he touched his chest and felt that his heart was beating a bit faster, as if… happy.

Ren Zhu was awakened by hunger. His hunger made him sit up groggily from the bed. For a moment, he couldn’t quite process where he was, but the pure white walls, the white sheets, and the guy sleeping soundly beside him allowed him to guess the location. Gazing at the golden sunlight pouring in from the window, Ren Zhu exclaimed.

Yi Xiao also opened his eyes when Ren Zhu sat up, but his movements were much crisper and more cautious. When he saw there were only the two of them in the room and that the little Bamboo was looking at him with an expression of someone observing a fool, his caution turned into embarrassment. Chuuni Yi Xiao shouted, “What are you looking at?”

Ren Zhuzhu: “…” Everything you’re saying now, you’ll remember it forever. “Shout at me once again.”

Yi Xiao: ??? “What’s wrong with shouting at you?!” Even though Yi Xiao was shouting, he strangely felt a lack of conviction. Eventually, his voice became extremely small.

Ren Zhu silently felt his pocket, took out a small notebook, drew a “one” in it, then shook his head indifferently and with a hint of pity, “It’s nothing. I’m hungry. It seems I slept until noon. I need to go have lunch. Otherwise, I won’t be able to work in the afternoon.”

After saying that, he lifted the blanket to get out of bed. Seeing his natural and fluid movements, Yi Xiao, on the other hand, felt even more uneasy. He remembered that it was Ren Zhu who had entered the sickroom. At the moment Ren Zhu was about to push the door open, Yi Xiao clenched his teeth and grabbed his arm. Tsk, he was so skinny!

“I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Ren Zhu raised an eyebrow. Yi Xiao was irritated. “Consider it a way to boost your brain! Who else but you would charge in recklessly like that?!”

As he watched Yi Xiao’s infuriated appearance, Ren Zhu suddenly burst into laughter. He realized that sometimes, Chuuni Yi Xiao, despite his chunibyo tendencies, could be… quite cute.

“I want a feast,” Ren Zhu stated with conviction. He hadn’t experienced such hardships in a long time.

With a disdainful glance, Yi Xiao said something quite extravagant: “Eat whatever you want, eat until you’re stuffed. Ideally, it’ll help you grow some brains.”

Ren Zhu: “…” I need to note this down again.

So, at noon, Chuuni Yi Xiao, the renowned bully of Steller Academy who vehemently declared that he and Ren Zhu were absolutely not in an early romantic relationship, confidently brought his ordinary friend… Ren Zhu, and openly went to have lunch.

Zack and his gang, Yi Xiao’s rivals, Ren Zhu’s classmates all watched Yi Xiao generously stride behind Ren Zhu, swiping his credit card without hesitation, and finally elegantly placing an enormous serving platter with at least a dozen dishes on the table, slamming it down with a “bang,” and fiercely handing chopsticks to Ren Zhu.

“Dig in!”

Ren Zhu: “…”

Everyone: “…”