"So, do human students here do this too? Sneaking out of the classroom, avoiding the teacher's gaze, and running outside to play?"

Shadow Nine Thousand Years old floated to the window in the corridor, looking out at the playground under the sunlight, his eyes revealing obvious curiosity.

"...Some student councils do indeed do this."

Xia Tong walked over to her and looked out the window as well. "But this isn't a good habit to learn. Here, if you get caught skipping class, the consequences are quite serious."

How serious can it be?

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old didn't take it seriously, saying, "It's much more serious than being lectured by Dai Weiwei and the others."

"Well……"

Xia Tong thought about it carefully. Being called to the parents' office, having to write a self-criticism, or even being given a demerit in the human world didn't seem to be considered "serious" for someone like him who didn't care much. However, the pressure brought by those social rules and interpersonal relationships was a different kind of feeling.

"The nature of the two is different."

Xia Tong finally said, "Here, studying is... well, a responsibility and an obligation. Besides, I have no interest in experiencing what it's like to be called to a teacher's office for a talk."

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing: "Kid, you clearly have the ability to do many things, but you insist on sitting here obediently to attend class. How strange."

Every place has its own rules.

Xia Tong said calmly, "In the human world, I'll just be an ordinary student. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Okay, okay."

Shadow Ninth Prince waved his hand, as if giving up on pursuing the topic further. Her attention was quickly drawn to the various posters and notices posted on the corridor walls, and she flew over to examine them closely.

"By the way, Your Excellency."

Xia Tong watched her curious retreating figure and reminded her, "Although I've lured Edwin and Tabas away, they'll probably realize it was bait and come back soon. Remember to use the method I taught you to conceal your presence. Just to be safe, you still can't wander around. You need to come back to the classroom with me and stay there until school is over, okay?"

"Okay, sure."

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince of Shadows turned around and obediently nodded.

Then Xia Tong reached out and took her hand.

Dark Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old first looked down at his hands, then looked up into Xia Tong's eyes.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Why didn't you switch back to cards?"

Xia Tong asked first.

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old: "You didn't say that..."

"...Your Excellency, please change back to your original form and become a card."

After a two-second silence, Xia Tong said this, and shook the hand holding the Ninth Prince of Shadows up and down.

"Understood."

A wine-red glow emanated from her body, and her form rapidly shrank, transforming into a card.

Xia Tong then put the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old card into her pocket and put it away.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. Don't make a sound in the classroom, and don't show yourself easily."

Xia Tong whispered her instructions.

"Okay, okay, you nagging brat."

Although Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old sounded impatient, he obediently did as he was told.

Xia Tong then turned around and walked towards her classroom.

Just as Xia Tong reached the classroom door, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

The teacher happened to come out of the classroom, saw him, and asked with concern, "Xia Tong, are you feeling better?"

"I feel much better, thank you for your concern, teacher."

Xia Tong answered politely.

"That's good. Be sure to tell me if you feel unwell."

Xia Tong nodded, walked into the classroom, and sat down in her seat.

Xia An'an immediately turned around: "Xiao Tong, are you alright? I was so worried about you for so long!"

"It's nothing, just a bit of an upset stomach, but I'm much better now."

Xia Tong comforted her.

At this moment, Qian Han also came over and asked, "Should we go to the infirmary?"

"No, no, it's really nothing."

Before we knew it, it was time to get out of school.

"Yay, school's finally over!"

Xia An'an raised her arms high, leaned back slightly, and cheered excitedly.

Qian Han pointed to the empty seat in front of her and said, "But Ni Ni isn't here today."

"Hmm, I wonder if I'm sick."

Xia An'an glanced at Ni Ni's seat and said, "It's really worrying."

"You don't need to worry too much."

While packing her schoolbag, Xia Tong interjected, "I just heard the class monitor say that he will be visiting Ni Ni's house on behalf of the whole class later."

"Oh, I see."

Qian Han breathed a sigh of relief and revealed a gentle smile.

Xia An'an nodded, "Alright then, I hope Ni Ni gets better soon."

The three of them packed their things and followed the flow of people out of the teaching building. When they reached the school gate, Xia Tong stopped and turned to Xia An'an:

"Sis, I need to go buy some things first. You can go back first."

Xia An'an blinked. "What do you want to buy? I'll go with you."

"No need, it's just buying a few pens and notebooks, it'll be quick."

Xia Tong said calmly, "You go back first, I'll be back soon."

Xia An'an stared at her younger brother for two seconds, then shrugged: "Okay, then you have to come back quickly. Qian Han, shall we go together?"

"Okay, sure."

Qian Han smiled and nodded, then said to Xia Tong, "Xiao Tong, be careful on the road."

"Okay, I understand."

Watching Xia An'an and Qian Han walk away side by side, their figures gradually merging into the crowd of students leaving school, Xia Tong turned and walked towards the supermarket.

Xia Tong then bought some snacks at the supermarket, went to the stationery section, grabbed a few pens and a notebook, and went to the checkout counter.

Is that all?

"Um."

Xia Tong nodded and paid the money.

Then Xia Tong picked up a bag and headed home.

At that moment, a faint wine-red light flashed in his pocket, and the figure of Shadow Nine Thousand Years appeared beside him.

"Finally, I can get out!"

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old stretched and said, "I was so bored after being cooped up in the classroom all afternoon."

"Yes, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Xia Tong casually took a bag of potato chips from the bag and gave it to Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old.

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old took the potato chips, skillfully tore open the packaging, pinched a chip and put it in his mouth, making a crisp crunching sound.

"Your human snacks do taste pretty good."

She ate as she floated beside Xia Tong.

Just then, a familiar figure emerged from a house not far ahead—it was Xia Tong's class monitor.

Upon seeing him, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old quickly shrank behind Xia Tong, only peeking out half of his face.

At the same time, the class monitor also saw Xia Tong, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He then walked over with a smile: "Xia Tong? What a coincidence, you're also around here."

"Class monitor."

Xia Tong nodded and shook the bag in her hand. "I just went to buy some things."

He noticed the direction the class monitor was coming from and asked, "Did you just come from Ni Ni's house? How is she?"

"Yes, I went to see her."

The class monitor adjusted his glasses, his tone tinged with worry, "She's still sleeping. She should be able to come back to class after a day or two of rest."

Xia Tong then took out a bag of gummy candies from the bag and handed it to the class monitor: "Here, take this. It must have been hard visiting you."

The class monitor paused for a moment, then smiled and accepted the gift: "Thank you, Xia Tong. Then I won't be polite."

He put the gummy candies into his bag, glanced at the sky, and said, "It's getting late, I need to hurry home. Xia Tong, you should go home early too, and be careful on the road."

"Okay, goodbye, class monitor."

"goodbye."

Xia Tong watched the class monitor turn and leave before continuing to walk forward.

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old immediately floated back in front of him, curling his lip: "Humans have so much formality between them."

"Just basic politeness."

Just as Xia Tong and his group passed the house (Ni Ni's house) where the class monitor had just come out, Xia Tong paused for a moment.

Almost simultaneously, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old also turned his head sharply, his gaze fixed on the window on the first floor.

"This is……"

The Ninth Prince of Shadows narrowed his eyes, his expression one of confirmation.

"The aura of the Flower Fairy King."

Xia Tong's gaze was fixed on the pot of daphne flowers placed by the window on the first floor.

The two exchanged a glance, then approached the first-floor window of the house.

As the sky darkened, a gentle yet continuous fluctuation of power emanated from it.

Xia Tong leaned closer to the pot of daphne flowers, observed them curiously, and gently sniffed them.

The voice of the Ninth Prince of Shadows rang out from the side, "This is the Daphne Flower Fairy King..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xia Tong felt as if the fragrance of the flowers was alive, seeping into the depths of her mind with each breath.

An irresistible, heavy drowsiness suddenly washed over me like a tidal wave, and everything before my eyes was instantly shrouded in a hazy veil.

"Oops……"

Alarm bells rang in Xia Tong's mind. She immediately tried to hold her breath and back away, while raising her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

But it's too late.

The Daphne Flower Fairy King's "Sleep" ability works swiftly and directly at such close range.

Xia Tong felt her strength rapidly draining from her limbs, her vision quickly darkening, and her last conscious thought was seeing the slightly surprised, wine-red eyes of the Shadow Ninth Prince.

His hand, which had been covering his nose, fell limply to his side. His body swayed, and then everything went black. He lost all sensation and collapsed softly to the side.

When Xia Tong regained consciousness, he was already in a golden space.

"Where...am I?"

Xia Tong looked around. There was no sky, no earth, only a soft, slowly flowing golden light filling her vision. A faint, unreal sense of solidity came from beneath her feet.

"This is my dream."

A light and gentle voice rang out.

Golden light converged ahead, and the ethereal image of a pot of daphne quietly emerged. Then, a delicate little figure gracefully flew out from the heart of the flower—

She had fluffy pink pigtails; wore a yellow and white patchwork dress; wore white stockings and purple stilettos; and had a pair of golden wings on her back.

"A dream? No, I need to wake up quickly."

Xia Tong raised her hand and looked at it.

The Daphne Flower Fairy Queen gently flapped her wings and flew closer to him, then she reached out her hand to Xia Tong:

Let's play together!

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