Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had already passed.
Early in the morning, Fu Ye woke from his slumber. Today marked the final day of Tianshui Academy's enrollment for the year.
At the moment, Fu Ye held a voluptuous cat-eared maid in his arms, her cheeks flushed pink. Feeling her shift slightly against him, he knew she was thoroughly satisfied.
As a man with impeccable time management, he naturally allocated his attention among his girls with precision.
Mondays were reserved for accompanying Bibi Dong at the Spirit Hall.
Tuesdays were spent indulging in leisure at Yuexuan and Yuehua.
Wednesdays took him to the Star Dou Forest to spend time with Ah Wu and Ah Yin.
Thursdays belonged to Liu Erlong and Xiao Wu. And since it was now Friday—with no classes for the next two days—Fu Ye had been thoroughly spoiling the big cat, Zhu Zhuyun, since yesterday afternoon.
Though Zhu Zhuyun remained his servant in name, in Fu Ye's heart, she was already his woman. After all, the master-servant dynamic was merely part of their playful dynamic.
Glancing at his schedule, he realized he still had two free days every week.
'Maybe I've been too restrained', he mused. 'Other transmigrators have ten girlfriends by the age of eight. Here I am at twenty-one, and I only have… one, two, three… seven?'
("▔□▔) Huh?
'Isn't that a little too few?'
Leaning down, Fu Ye brought his lips close to Zhu Zhuyun's ear and whispered,
"This is a Netherworld White Tiger Torso Bone—a ferocious beast-grade soul bone. Consider it a reward for serving me so well these past days."
As for Zhu Zhuyun, Fu Ye had no intention of exploiting her talents outright. As mentioned before, this was all part of their little game.
"Mmm…"
Too exhausted to speak, Zhu Zhuyun could only manage a faint murmur. After a full day and night of passion, her body and mind demanded rest.
Fu Ye tucked the soul bone into her arms, then summoned an Ultimate Douluo-level puppet as a hidden guardian, embedding it within her shadow. After dressing swiftly, he strode out of the bedroom with light steps.
After all, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing shared a dormitory. It wouldn't do to flaunt his intimacy with Zhu Zhuyun in front of her sister—that would be far too shameless.
Not that Zhu Zhuqing was unaware of their relationship. Fu Ye had never bothered hiding it. In fact, he'd once whisked Zhu Zhuyun away right in front of her.
But so what if she knew? It hardly mattered.
'A young maiden is precious, but a loli is even more so. If mere sex appeal were the only measure, both could be discarded.'
Fu Ye prided himself on his tastes: mature and alluring women, adorable lolis, and stunning beauties alike. He was, after all, a seasoned connoisseur.
Of course, given time, every girl would mature into the kind of woman Fu Ye adored most.
…
The entrance of Tianshui Academy bustled with activity that day.
Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu, the team captain and vice-captain, were overseeing the enrollment process, while Liu Erlong, Han Ruyan, and Xiao Wu lounged in the back, chatting idly.
"Brother Fu Ye!"
Shui Yue'er, who had been assisting her sister, immediately abandoned her post the moment she spotted Fu Ye approaching. She dashed over and flung herself into his arms.
"Oof."
Despite the enthusiastic tackle, Fu Ye simply patted her head affectionately.
"Brother Fu Ye, I still don't fully understand the yoga moves you taught me. Can you give me a few more lessons?"
Clutching his arm like an overeager puppy, Shui Yue'er nuzzled her cheek against his wrist.
Han Ruyan, witnessing this display, marched over and unceremoniously plucked Shui Yue'er from Fu Ye's side.
"Yue'er, if you're struggling with yoga, you can always ask me—your dean. There's no need to trouble Instructor Fu Ye."
With that, she deposited the pouting girl back beside Shui Bing'er, much to the amusement of the other Tianshui team members, who stifled giggles behind their hands.
[Shui Yue'er's current favorability: 95%]
[Shui Bing'er's current favorability: 92%]
[Xue Wu's current favorability: 94%]
[Shen Liuyu's current favorability: 93%]
[Yu Hairou's current favorability: 95%]
[Han Ruyan's current favorability: 95%]
Seeing the girls' favorability ratings all above 90%, Fu Ye felt a swell of pride. As for Wu Ling and Zhu Zhuqing—well, they were still too young to be included in his calculations.
After all, this goodwill wasn't handed to him; he'd earned it through two years of genuine charm and effort.
As the saying goes, three women make a drama—and here, there were six. But no matter what schemes simmered beneath the surface, Fu Ye wasn't worried.
[Author's Note: If I don't include girls, no one will read this. I'll starve, and you won't be any better off.]
[Fu Ye: Mission accomplished!]
[Author's current favorability: -99%]
"Teacher! Wu Ling wants a hug too!" Wu Ling scampered over, arms outstretched.
"Of course, Xiao Wu Ling. You're the best."
Wu Ling leaped into his embrace, clinging tightly before sticking her tongue out at Shui Yue'er and the others behind Fu Ye's back—a silent declaration: 'See? Teacher loves me most!'
The playful antics of the girls made time slip away unnoticed. Before long, the enrollment period drew to a close.
Tianshui Academy admitted students only once a year, with enrollment lasting three days each time.
Thanks to the financial backing of capitalist Liu Erlong, the institution's resources and education quality were guaranteed.
But what Fu Ye hadn't expected was the appearance of a startlingly familiar figure.
"Hah~ Xue Wu, we're finally off duty!"
Stretching lazily as the sun dipped toward the horizon, Shui Bing'er let out a satisfied sigh.
"Hmph! Sister Bing'er, you're so mean! You promised not to monopolize Teacher Fu Ye, yet you still dragged him away for private yoga lessons!"
Xue Wu pouted, her jade-like fingers pinching Shui Bing'er's cheeks in mock indignation.
"Hehe, but Brother Fu Ye is definitely mine. Just wait—you'll be green with envy later!"
Xue Wu smirked triumphantly, as if staking her claim.
However, before Shui Bing'er could retort, a clear voice rang out from nearby.
"Wait! Sisters, please wait!"
A girl in a green dress came jogging toward the college gates, her steps hurried.
Fu Ye, who had been about to leave, paused.
"Hm? That little troublemaker Ning Rongrong is here too? Ah, right—that old fox Ning Fengzhi did mention something about this a year ago."
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