Chapter 101 Demon Feeding Guide

From early summer to midsummer, then to the slightly fading heat of early autumn in September when school starts, it all seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.

For students, the holidays are always short. After the three-month summer break, students of A University returned to school one after another, bringing the lingering laziness of summer days and hurriedly plunging into the busyness of the new semester.

One thing that took up a large part of this was: welcoming new students.

In an office, a capable female student holding a list called out from the other end of the table, "Han Ziyu!"

He Yan silently raised his hand, indicating that he was here.

The girl looked him up and down, satisfaction flashing in her eyes. "You have a good image. Go to the south gate to guide the new students, okay? It's not a tiring task."

Although she used a question, judging from her expression, she was quite certain and didn't give He Yan any room to refuse.

This girl was the class monitor of the neighboring class, chosen to be in overall charge of the computer science department's orientation activities this year.

If it weren't for the incident with Yan Xixi, it should have been Yan Xixi organizing these things originally.

She ultimately didn't make it past the three-day period. On the night of the third day after Xu Xi's life force was drained, she departed on schedule. When the news first came out, almost the entire A University was in an uproar due to her bizarre manner of death.

But people are forgetful. After just a few short months, if not deliberately mentioned, not many people would remember her anymore.

—Just like back then, after Xu Xi disappeared, he was also quickly forgotten by the world.

He Yan put his hand down and nodded without any objection.

Every year when new students enroll, the school has overall group orientation activities. But when broken down to each college and major, they also have their own orientation methods.

However, in reality, the orientation methods of each major are more or less the same. Nothing more than selecting a few upperclassmen to guide the new students through various enrollment procedures, find dorms, familiarize themselves with the campus, and if wanting to connect with the new students, an additional group meal can be added at the end.

Not all new students need guidance. A considerable portion of freshmen choose to explore on their own, so generally speaking, having a dozen or so people from each major is more than enough.

Despite such low odds, He Yan was unfortunately chosen.

But it was his own fault. Before he crossed over, Han Ziyu basically never participated in activities. And after he took over Han Ziyu's shell, lacking a sense of collective responsibility, his enthusiasm wasn't much higher than the original Han Ziyu's.

In the end, because he contributed the least to class activities in the entire class, he was grabbed as free labor to help with orientation.

But orientation is only busy for the first two days of the semester and overall quite relaxed.

He Yan, knowing he was in the wrong, didn't refuse at all and was very cooperative with whatever the person in charge asked him to do, not voicing any opinions.

Because various unexpected situations could occur during orientation, worried that the brainless puppet might cause problems, he directly came to the school himself. And to prevent interference, he even left Xuan Qi at home.

After tasks were assigned, He Yan hugged the simple campus maps prepared to distribute to the new students. Together with a few other classmates also going to the main entrance to welcome freshmen, he hurried over to the front gate without stopping.

It was not even 8 o'clock yet. Their major arrived quite early. Besides their small group, only a sparse few teams could be seen at the gate, holding their respective major's small flags and chatting in twos and threes.

Two people came from He Yan's class. Besides him, the other person, by sheer coincidence, was that former roommate of his with whom he had a decent relationship.

The roommate was very active in the class and naturally became the class assistant for Class 5 of the new students. So this time he definitely had to participate in the orientation as a matter of course. He Yan this time was actually just here to tag along with him.

The roommate held a small flag with their major's name and chatted with him. "I wonder if there will be any cute girls?"

He Yan: "...There might be."

He suddenly had some doubts. Letting this frivolous guy be the class assistant, would some unpleasant things happen?

For example, naive underclassmen girls being tricked by a scoundrel upperclassman or something. In the computer science department where female students were extremely scarce, if he really snatched a girl among the new students, he would probably be cursed behind his back by the remaining male students!

But that was something for next year's freshmen to worry about. After finishing this stint, he would slip away. If nothing unexpected happened, he wouldn't have much interaction with the new students in the future.

The roommate chuckled and whispered a deal with him, "Let's agree beforehand, you better not fight me for them. You know I can't beat you."

Actually, he himself was quite good-looking. If he cleaned up well, he could be considered a handsome guy. But unfortunately, Han Ziyu was even more handsome than him. Plus that aloof and cool aura of his was really alluring. When the two of them stood together, girls' eyes could only see Han Ziyu and completely overlook his shining points!

He was clearly taller than Han Ziyu, okay? In the end, standing beside him, he practically turned invisible. For him to persist in hanging out with Han Ziyu until now was simply true love!

However, this Han Ziyu fellow didn't seem to have any intention of dating. As far as he knew, at least seven or eight girls had confessed to Han Ziyu. But each time, this guy directly rejected them without leaving any leeway.

He Yan looked at his face full of crafty laughter and coldly said, "Whatever. Put away that expression. If there are underclassmen girls later, you'll scare them all away."

Hearing this, the roommate cleared his throat. His face returned to a serious look. Glancing left and right and seeing no one had arrived yet, he stuffed the small flag into the hands of the person beside him. "Bro, help me hold this for a bit. I'm going to buy some drinks."

Although this task wasn't tiring, standing around was indeed quite thirst-inducing. With someone volunteering to contribute beverages, naturally no one would object.

After the roommate left, there was no one beside He Yan. Hugging a few dozen thin simple maps, he stood in the shadows of the main gate, bored and distracted, a faint trace of absentmindedness on his face.

The sun was still intense during this season. Without a human-shaped air conditioner beside him, he inevitably felt a bit of heat.

What was that man doing now...

Sleeping was definitely impossible. Perhaps he went to the office. Recently, the Underworld Bureau had many affairs. The man would go help from time to time. Most of the time when they parted, he had gone to the Underworld Bureau branch.

Just as He Yan was quite boredly lost in thought, a familiar cold voice suddenly sounded by his ear, the tail end carrying a hint of a subtle lilt.

"Senior?"

He Yan followed the sound and raised his head. The moment he saw the person's face clearly, it was as if he had seen something shocking. His pupils contracted, his lips parted slightly, and an undisguisable look of astonishment appeared on his face. He almost couldn't hold the atlas in his hands steady. If the person hadn't quickly helped him, it would have probably scattered on the ground.

The person who came was a very tall man. He Yan had to look up to see his face clearly.

He had a handsome and sharp-looking face, with a very light expression between his eyebrows, looking very difficult to get along with. He was wearing a black and white patchwork sweatshirt on his upper body, and a pair of light gray casual pants on his lower body. This casual outfit diluted some of his aloof aura, making him barely have some youthful atmosphere.

He Yan: "..."

It's really not his fault for lacking composure. Anyone who sees their lover, who was having a friendly and harmonious morning exercise with them just two hours ago, suddenly appear in front of them in a pink outfit, and calling them "senior", would definitely not be more calm than him.

Why did his partner come here to find him instead of going to work properly?

Wait, what did he just call him?

Senior???

He Yan couldn't help but shudder in his heart: "......"

His mind suddenly couldn't turn, and he opened his mouth with difficulty: "You..."

Is there such a trick?

Can you pretend to be so young???

They are all old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years, but he actually ran to their school to pretend to be a freshman. Does this mean he will have to call Xuan Qi his junior in the future???

He Yan silently took a step back, his mood complex and indescribable.

Obviously it's an old cow eating tender grass, but now it seems like he's the one who is morbidly taking advantage of his junior?

The man followed and took a step forward. Because his legs were longer, he ended up being even closer to him.

He lowered his gaze, parted his thin lips slightly, and called out softly again: "Senior."

Because of his height advantage, from this angle, he could easily see a tiny red mark on the youth's collarbone. It was a small bite mark he had left on the youth's body this morning. Because the time was too short, it hadn't had time to fade naturally yet.

This call made He Yan take a deep breath and tell himself to stay calm and not commit domestic violence against the man in public.

Before He Yan could tell this person not to make trouble, a gentle female voice suddenly came from the side, interrupting the somewhat stagnant and ambiguous atmosphere between the two: "Hello, may I ask which class are you from?"

He Yan turned his head and saw that the only girl who had come to welcome the freshmen with him had already come to their side at some point, and was smiling and looking up at the man.

This girl had a very cute appearance and a petite figure. Her slightly curly long hair made her look even more like a doll. To be fair, the way she looked up at people like this was very capable of arousing people's protective instincts.

However, the person she spoke to only glanced at her coldly, as if he didn't know how to write the four words "cherish the fairer sex" at all, and was too lazy to even respond.

Seeing that he didn't answer her for a long time, the smile on the girl's face gradually became awkward.

When a rival flirts with your partner in front of you and gets rejected, it should be something to be happy about. But in this situation, it was really very subtle.

He Yan felt a headache coming on.

He frowned slightly and helplessly repeated the question the girl had just asked the man: "Which class?"

This time, the man obediently answered: "Class 5."

He Yan put the atlas in his arms on the ground, turned to the doll-faced girl and said, "I'll take him to check in. Leave the things here, and when my classmate comes back later, let him carry them."

The girl's mood had already recovered. She glanced at the man's handsome face, seeming to have forgotten the previous awkwardness. She bit her lip and shyly negotiated with him: "Why don't you wait for him here, and I'll take him?"

He Yan: "..."

Bah.

I kindly helped you out of an awkward situation for nothing!

Before he could impatiently open his mouth to refuse the girl's suggestion, the man had already put his hand on his shoulder and said indifferently: "No need."

After saying that, he directly pulled He Yan away, not even giving the girl time to react. His tall and straight back quickly disappeared from her somewhat unwilling gaze.

When his roommate finished buying drinks and distributing them one by one, he suddenly found that his former roommate was gone. He was puzzled and casually asked the girl closest to him: "Where's Han Ziyu?"

The girl: "He went to send a freshman to check in."

The roommate immediately sounded the alarm in his heart: "Freshman? Male or female?"

Could it be that in the short ten minutes or so that he was gone, Han Ziyu had already betrayed him and taken away a cute junior girl?

The girl pouted, looking unhappy: "Male... He left a big stack of atlases for you to carry. Weren't you going to hold the flag originally? This is too tiring."

Hearing that it was a male student, the roommate immediately put his heart back in his stomach, unconcerned: "It's okay, it's not heavy. It'll be handed out in a moment."

Who cares, as long as it's not a little junior girl being taken away!

The author has something to say:

Please welcome the next victim--

The clueless and even delighted roommate: ???

After showing off this wave of affection (?), this world is about to end. I want to write a Western fantasy for the next world _(:з」∠)_

The CP is probably a superficially holy but actually black-hearted saint and a superficially evil but actually very pure-hearted blood elf, making the bottom seduce the top until he doubts his life hahaha.

By the way, is the type of CP I like too strange? When I told my bestie, she... she replied with six dots _(:з」∠)_