“It’s you!
White-haired dumpling!” “Don’t call me white-haired dumpling!
You stinking salted fish!” The moment Mo Wang saw the white-haired dumpling across from him, anger surged up uncontrollably, and the other party clearly felt the same way.
The white-haired figure before him was, without a doubt, Kiana—the leading lady of the Honkai world.
However, Mo Wang didn’t harbor any fondness for her just because she was the protagonist.
In fact, one could even say she was practically his archenemy.
In Mo Wang’s laid-back life, he had encountered all sorts of people.
But someone like Kiana?
He’d never met anyone like her before.
The first time they met was in the St.
Freya cafeteria.
Back then, to snatch the last chicken leg in the cafeteria, Mo Wang had put in tremendous effort.
Just as he was about to claim that final chicken leg, the last thing he expected was for a long leg to suddenly shoot out from beside him and snatch the chicken leg right before his eyes.
That person was none other than Kiana, who had overslept in class and sprinted all the way to the cafeteria.
And after grabbing the chicken leg, she even shot him a smug look.
From that day on, the two had a bone to pick with each other.
Since both were kings of slacking off, they could almost always run into each other in the most unexpected ways.
Whether it was a one-kilometer sprint to get the first meal in the cafeteria, or pulling sneaky tricks to secure the best napping spot, their rivalry was endless.
During their clashes, Mo Wang had lost unopened drinks, sausages sitting in bowls, other tasty treats, and various newly bought manga more times than he could count.
Of course, Mo Wang wasn’t someone to be pushed around.
While suffering those losses, he had also repeatedly slipped things like ghost peppers, Indian mango chutney, and powdered Buffett sour candy into those items.
And the most infuriating part?
Their dorm rooms were right next to each other.
(Don’t ask why—St.
Freya hasn’t built a boys’ dorm yet.) And this time, the two had somehow bumped into each other again—truly, enemies always meet on a narrow road.
[A Certain Savior of Humanity]: Picking a fight with the leading lady right from the start?
Bro, you’re really bold.
[A Certain Video Store Owner]: This white-haired one’s more my type—the two on my side are both emotionless.
[A Certain Blonde from Teyvat]: Emotionless white hair isn’t good enough?
You bastard, take my salted fish thrust!
[A Certain Trash King on a Train]: After all, white hair is a critical hit against Chinese people.
Speaking of which, aren’t we all Kiana fans?
You can’t do this—if you offend the white-haired one, how are you supposed to build your harem later?
[A Certain Slacker King on the Hyperion]: Bullshit!
I’m sworn enemies with white hair, got it!
[A Certain Savior of Humanity]: Bros, we’ve got a heretic!
This guy doesn’t like white hair!
[A Certain Blonde from Teyvat]: You’re not Mo Wang—who are you?
How did someone who doesn’t like white hair get into this group!
[A Certain Trash King on a Train]: Someone, kick him out!
[A Certain Slacker King on the Hyperion]: Get the hell out!
“You salted fish!
Why are you blocking my way!
Can’t you see I’m about to be late!” “Oh ho!
White-haired dumpling, you’re the one who bumped into me, and you dare to blame me first?
Believe me, I’ll go to Mei right now and report you for slander!” “Then go ahead!” “You think I wouldn’t?” The two glared at each other like this, lightning seemingly crackling between their eyes.
The atmosphere between them was like two cosmic sovereigns locked in battle.
The terrifying aura seemed ready to destroy space itself.
Time appeared to freeze.
Even the great Dao seemed on the verge of extinction.
Just as Kiana extended her claws and Mo Wang rolled up his sleeves, ready to have a proper “talk” with her, his phone suddenly rang.
And when Kiana saw the number on the screen, her fierce expression instantly turned dazed.
“Hey!
Kiana!
Where are you?!
Don’t you know we have an important gathering today?” Mei’s voice came through from the other end of the line.
Even Mo Wang, standing nearby, could hear it.
“Wow, Mei’s actually angry—you’re in big trouble this time,” Mo Wang said, covering his mouth with a look of pure schadenfreude.
“Mei, let me explain—yeah, I’ll be there right away!” After barely brushing Mei off and hanging up, Kiana shot Mo Wang a vicious glare.
“Salted fish, you just wait!
I’ll make you pay sooner or later!” With that, Kiana bolted away at an inhuman speed.
“Tsk!
Anyone can talk tough!
I’ll wait—sooner or later, I’ll make you regret it!” Mo Wang fired back with his own threat.
“I bet that girl’s going to steal my snacks again.
If only I could just order her to stop eating snacks altogether.” Mo Wang let out a long sigh, unsure whether he was worried about his precious stash being stolen or dreading having to relocate his snack hiding spot again.
“Wait, order?” Mo Wang suddenly remembered something and pulled out the appointment letter from before.
“Oh!
Right!
I’m the captain now!” A Tom-style expression instantly appeared on Mo Wang’s face.
“Hehehe, wretched Kiana, I promise this time your life is going to be absolutely colorful.
Just you wait!” …
“Kiana, how did you oversleep again?
Didn’t we remind you yesterday?” On the St.
Freya training grounds, Mei looked helplessly at the white-haired dumpling before her.
Sure enough, even if she tried her hardest to tell Kiana not to be late, she still couldn’t overcome Kiana’s innate tendency to be late.
“I think if idiot Kiana weren’t late, the sun would have to rise from the west,” Bronya said, long since used to Kiana’s tardiness.
“How dare you talk about me?
You’re not much better!
Without Mei around, I don’t believe you’d even get up!” Kiana was furious at Bronya’s mockery.
Why could this slacker queen mock her?
Just because her dorm was closer to Mei’s?
“Heh, idiot Kiana wouldn’t understand,” Bronya said, taking Kiana’s words as pure jealousy and growing even more smug.
“Damn it!
I’ll show you the power of my fists!” Kiana immediately rolled up her sleeves.
“Idiot Kiana’s fists are as weak as microorganisms.
Bronya isn’t afraid.” At that moment, Project Bunny materialized behind Bronya, striking a JOJO pose.
“Alright, alright, you two—it’s almost time for the gathering.
Can’t you two calm down?” Mei was long accustomed to the two of them being at each other’s throats.
“If you keep this up, no gaming and no snacks tonight.” It had to be said, Mei’s threat worked wonders—both Bronya and Kiana instantly turned into well-behaved kittens, completely quiet.
“Speaking of which, Mei, why are we gathering this time anyway?
Did we finally get a mission?” After calming down, Kiana suddenly realized she had no idea what this was about.
“This gathering is because the Hyperion’s new captain is coming, so the academy principal wants everyone to meet him first,” Mei kindly explained to Kiana.
“Huh?
New captain?” Kiana scratched her head.
“Isn’t the Hyperion’s captain Aunt Himeko?
Why is there suddenly a new captain?” “Idiot Kiana, did you forget that last time Instructor Himeko was eroded by Honkai Energy and can’t serve as the Hyperion’s captain for now?” Bronya retorted at Kiana.
That girl probably fell asleep again when the documents were handed out last time.
“Ah?
Then who’s the new captain going to be?” Kiana couldn’t help but feel curious upon hearing this.
Someone capable of being the Hyperion’s captain must be really impressive, right?
“Shh!
Everyone, quiet down—the new captain is already here.” Fu Hua, standing at the front of the formation, said to the noisy Kiana and the others behind her.
“Huh?
Over there is…” Hearing this, Kiana immediately cast a curious glance forward.
But when she noticed the person at the very front, her expression began to stiffen.
“Why is the new captain that guy?!”
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