PSWHNC CH23

Chapter 23 Like a Total Pervert 

No. 1 High School Campus Forum—

【Isn’t next week the Earthquake Preparedness and Disaster Reduction Week? I just passed the school gate and saw the student council members painting posters.】

1L: The posters look pretty good. [photo]

2L: Look who I spotted, those two in the eye of the storm.

3L: Shout-out to Class 1-3’s Luo Zhiyu. So good-looking, kind-hearted, top student, and apparently great at art too.

4L: Come on, stop blindly praising him. Luo Zhiyu is quite a troublemaker. Just ask Xiao Yan.

5L: Anyone else feel like their relationship’s been improving lately?

6L: They already went for a premarital checkup, what else can they do? Might as well settle down doge.jpg

7L: I already said it was a routine check-up! Believe in science, folks. There’s nothing going on between them.

The two people by the bulletin board at the school gate watched as Tang Yuan ran off into the distance, wailing all the way.

“He’s pretty fast,” Luo Zhiyu said enviously. “Isn’t the autumn sports meet in November? Get that fierce alpha from your dorm to compete. I’ll find a few big orange cats to chase him.”

Xiao Yan: “……”

“What should we eat for lunch?” Luo Zhiyu asked after watching the commotion, only just realizing that both his and Xiao Yan’s lunch had been in Tang Yuan’s hands. “I think I’m kind of hungry.”

“Should we just go eat by ourselves?” Xiao Yan asked, checking with him.

“Or we could wait a bit,” Luo Zhiyu suggested. “It’s almost done anyway. Let’s finish the poster first.”

“Alright.” Xiao Yan picked up the eraser and wiped off Tang Yuan’s name from the signature area, leaving only his and Luo Zhiyu’s.

Luo Zhiyu climbed halfway up the ladder and touched up the chalk drawing while Xiao Yan held it steady. The two hardworking student council members went back to work.

“Oh, that reminds me,” Luo Zhiyu said, switching to another color of chalk. “That ‘Green-haired Turtle’ in your game friends list, isn’t he the PE rep from your class? That alpha?”

After all, he’d been cursed at by him during a game, so he should at least know who he was cursing.

“You know him?” Xiao Yan, who was ordering takeout on his phone, looked up.

“Last week, I went to the office to explain why I was drawing in class, and was incidentally made to stand in the corner,” Luo Zhiyu recalled, “Someone else was getting chewed out at the time. I think it was him.”

“Not sure if it was because he just came from PE, but when he walked past me, his pheromones smelled awful.” Luo Zhiyu paused, then added, “Just saying. I’m not looking down on his pheromones or anything.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. His scent is blue cheese. It’s expensive,” Xiao Yan said as he updated the delivery recipient on his phone. “And pretty rare.”

Luo Zhiyu gave up. “…Alright, forget I said anything.”

Compared to that, Xiao Yan’s mandarin-scented pheromones were honestly much fresher.

“Um… excuse me.” A second-year student in a blue-and-white uniform stood in front of them. “I’m looking for Luo Zhiyu.”

“That’s me.” Luo Zhiyu raised his hand from where he sat on the ladder. “What is it?”

His school uniform zipper was undone, and the red chalk dust on his hand smeared onto his cheek. His hair was slightly tousled by the wind as he sat on the ladder, looking down at the people below with a faint tilt of his head. He seemed to be enjoying the conversation, with his left leg bent and his right leg resting on the ladder, swaying gently.

“C-could you come with me for a minute?” The alpha glanced up at him, then quickly looked away.

“Huh?” Luo Zhiyu said.

“Just say it here. What, he’s not allowed to hear it?” Luo Zhiyu gestured toward Xiao Yan. “We’re working. It’s kind of hard to climb down right now.”

“This…” The second-year alpha student hesitated for a long while, finally swallowing the words he originally wanted to say. Instead, he raised the paper bag in his hand. “Have you had lunch yet? The cake from this place is really good. Want some?”

Xiao Yan frowned, not speaking.

“Thanks,” Xiao Yan heard him say.

“But I’m sorry, I don’t really like sweets. And my family’s strict, they don’t allow me to randomly eat things given by others,” Luo Zhiyu said with a polite nod, turning him down graciously.

The second-year alpha looked a bit disappointed.

“You can give it to me,” Xiao Yan said, leaning against the bulletin board and drawing out his words. “I like sweets. My family’s not strict.”

The alpha, who was in the same year as Xiao Yan, shot him a glare and muttered, “Scumbag,” before walking off.

Xiao Yan: “???”

Luo Zhiyu couldn’t hold it in. As soon as the guy was far enough away, he burst out laughing.

“Don’t laugh,” Xiao Yan said. “Until I clear my name, I’m taking you down with me.”

“I’ve been meaning to ask,” Luo Zhiyu said, holding onto the ladder and lightly tapping Xiao Yan’s shoulder with his toe. “Wasn’t your ruined reputation not even my doing? I even acted as your whitewashing tool. Are you a coal ball that gets blacker the more it’s washed?”

“It’s complicated.” Xiao Yan sighed, still leaning against the bulletin board. “But I’m blaming it all on you.”

“You’re blaming me quite unreasonably, Xiao Yan…” Luo Zhiyu suddenly tensed, calling Xiao Yan’s name sharply. “Don’t move.”

Xiao Yan: “?”

Luo Zhiyu jumped down from the ladder and carefully pulled Xiao Yan away from the bulletin board. Xiao Yan had smudged a section of the chalk drawing they’d finished that morning, leaving a large patch of chalk dust on his back.

Grabbing a broom from the side of the path, Luo Zhiyu chased Xiao Yan all the way to the school gate, swatting him the entire way, just in time for the food delivery Xiao Yan had ordered.

It was steaming hot takoyaki from Luo Zhiyu’s favorite place. Covered in chalk dust of various colors, the two of them hid in the bushes and finished their lunch.

“Zhile,” Xiao Yan called out.

“Zhiyu,” Luo Zhiyu corrected, snatching the last ball from Xiao Yan’s bowl.

“You know,” Xiao Yan said as he stood up to clean the containers, “you’re kind of a hypocrite.”

“Huh? How am I a hypocrite?” Luo Zhiyu asked. “Anyone who messes up my bulletin board gets a beating. You just happen to deserve it the most.”

Xiao Yan shook his head, but he didn’t seem upset. If anything, he looked like he was in a pretty good mood.

For the entire afternoon, while Luo Zhiyu worked on the chalk drawing, he had to listen to Xiao Yan rapping. His mind filled with question marks.

“Finally, it’s done!” Luo Zhiyu stepped back a few paces to admire the day’s work. “I think it looks pretty good. What do you think?”

“Not bad,” Xiao Yan replied as he carried the ladder. Luo Zhiyu held the chalk box and the eraser.

At a fork near the alpha dorms, Luo Zhiyu suddenly stopped. “Ah, right, I almost forgot.”

“Hm?”

“The new uniform I ordered is arriving tonight, and the name tag’s been redone too. I can finally wear my own again.” Luo Zhiyu set the supplies on the ground and started taking off his jacket. “Thanks for lending me yours.”

“Maybe…” Xiao Yan started, thinking to suggest he return it later. He was carrying a ladder and had no free hand. “Wait—”

Before he could finish, Luo Zhiyu casually tossed the oversized jacket his way. It landed right on his head, completely covering him. He was instantly surrounded by the scent of peaches.

As the sun sank lower in the sky, Luo Zhiyu walked off without looking back, while Xiao Yan, carrying a ladder with both hands and an omega’s lightly worn uniform perched on his head, stood frozen in place, feeling intensely like a total pervert.