Time slipped through the fingers like fine sand, and the weekend, during which students could enjoy themselves to their heart's content, finally came to an end.
During the lunch break that day, an indescribably strange atmosphere lingered throughout Yunli's dormitory, making anyone who noticed it curious.
Song Qianqian absentmindedly flipped through the book in her hands, her gaze drifting toward the side every so often.
After a while, she could no longer hold back her concern.
"Um... Yunli, are you okay? You seem a little off."
"I'm fine."
Song Qianqian frowned slightly.
"Are you running into some kind of trouble? If something's bothering you, you can tell me."
"No."
"..."
"Then... are you feeling unwell somewhere and too embarrassed to say it?"
"No. I could blow up ten Mo Xins with a single punch. How could I possibly be feeling unwell?"
Yunli maintained her cute and innocent appearance while delivering such a shocking statement with a completely expressionless face.
Yunli: ( ❛ᴗ❛ )
Song Qianqian: Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ
Mo Xin: =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧̣̥̇)
Hearing this, Song Qianqian instantly froze, her mouth hanging open in shock.
She had heard rumors about Yunli smashing a classroom desk with her bare hands.
She had also personally witnessed the 1.4-meter-tall Yunli leap onto a top bunk over two meters high with the grace of a nimble little deer.
As a result, Song Qianqian had absolutely no doubts about the truth of those words.
However, because she wasn't particularly familiar with situations that could only be described as "anime-like," she failed to notice the deeper problem hidden within that statement.
Or perhaps it was simply because Yunli's small and adorable appearance was far too deceptive.
As a result, she subconsciously overlooked it.
"...It's good that you're fine, then. I'll get back to reading."
After saying that, Song Qianqian casually wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and withdrew her gaze.
At the same time, she discreetly shot a sympathetic look toward Mo Xin, who was curled up beneath the blankets on the top bunk.
If her eyes hadn't deceived her just now, she had clearly seen the bedding tremble slightly the moment Yunli made that statement.
Song Qianqian (;one_one): 'Junior Sister, your Senior has done her best. Don't worry. After you're gone, I'll help take care of Sister Acheron.'
Mo Xin (O.O): 'It's over. Why do I suddenly feel a chill down my spine? Could it be that Master Yunli still hasn't forgiven me?'
Just then, Mo Xin noticed her phone screen light up beneath the covers.
Opening it, she found a message from Song Qianqian.
[Little Junior, how exactly did you upset Little Yunli?]
It turned out that early that morning, while everyone else in the dormitory had still been sleeping soundly, a sharp and delicate cry had suddenly echoed through the room.
From that moment onward, Yunli's attitude toward Mo Xin had taken a dramatic turn for the worse.
Before that, although the two were always bickering and making noise together, their relationship had clearly been quite good.
The only variable...
Was what happened after Mo Xin suddenly got carried away by Robin's new song the previous night and rushed forward to hug Yunli.
After freezing for a moment, Yunli had been dragged into a bizarre interaction full of awkwardness.
Mo Xin's eyes had sparkled brightly with excitement.
Meanwhile, Yunli could only turn her head away, looking completely speechless.
In the end, the overly excited Mo Xin had suddenly proposed:
"How about... we sleep together tonight? It's been a long time."
Yunli had been stunned.
After a lengthy exchange of excuses and refusals, she had finally agreed with extreme reluctance.
And then—
Their relationship had nosedived overnight.
Since waking up, whenever Yunli looked at Mo Xin, her eyes carried an unmistakable murderous intent.
Therefore, according to Song Qianqian's deduction, the problem had to have happened last night.
The issue was that the night itself had seemed perfectly normal.
Nothing unusual had happened.
So what exactly could have occurred between two girls sharing a room?
As the guardian of dormitory harmony, Song Qianqian decided that if she didn't understand something, she should simply ask.
Mo Xin (┭┮﹏┭┮):
[Sigh... it's a long story full of tears.]
Song Qianqian: (๑•̌.•̑๑)ˀ̣ˀ̣
[So what exactly happened last night?]
[Could it be that your sleeping posture was terrible? But that doesn't seem right either. It's not like this was your first time sharing a bed, right?]
[Sigh... it's both a long story and a short story. Senior, I'd better not say.]
[...]
[You really don't need my help?]
[It's fine. Just a little wind and frost.]
Mo Xin expressionlessly turned off her phone screen and gave up the perfect opportunity to ask for help.
Toward the Senior who claimed she was maintaining dormitory harmony but was actually just satisfying her curiosity, Mo Xin silently flipped her off in her heart.
Song Qianqian (˶ᗜᗜ˶): 'Tch. So she saw through me.'
Their secret conversation finally came to an end.
Thanks to Master Yunli's meticulous instruction, although it wasn't quite an ability, Mo Xin could now vaguely sense the presence of powerful individuals within a certain range, even if they were outside her field of vision.
At that moment, the lonely, pitiful, and helpless Mo Xin lay curled up on her cold bed.
Feeling the icy pressure emanating from below—so intense it almost seemed tangible—she could only shiver and bury herself deeper beneath her blankets.
Mo Xin (´-﹏-`;): 'I'm finished. Is my role going to end before my big moment even arrives? I'm sorry, Master Yunli. If time could be turned back, I definitely wouldn't have reached out my hand again...'
Just then, a cute and friendly voice suddenly drifted up from below.
Yunli (✿◕‿◕): "Little Xin, it's time for us to head out!"
Mo Xin: (*ﾟﾛﾟ)
Danger!!!