The student whom Luo Jie had knocked unconscious earlier was now stripped bare, hogtied, and suspended from a tree branch over three meters above the ground. If the guy was lucky enough to survive the coming virus outbreak, Luo Jie was confident he'd be thanking him profusely for this… unconventional precaution.
After a quick adjustment to the slightly bent handlebars of his bike, Luo Jie slung the boy's schoolbag over his shoulder and pedaled along the tree-lined mountain road towards the gates of Fujimi Academy, the private high school perched atop the hill. He moved with the casual air of just another high school student.
The school gates loomed ahead, firmly shut—clearly, the curfew had been in place for hours. As an impostor, a fake, Luo Jie had zero intention of trying to waltz through the front door. His current getup might fool some sheltered students, but there was no way it would pass muster with the teachers who manned the gates daily, enforcing discipline.
But that was hardly a problem. After all, Fujimi Academy was a high school, not a maximum-security prison. The low walls surrounding it were far more symbolic than functional. They couldn't even keep out the average truant student on a regular day, let alone someone like Luo Jie, whose physical attributes were already double the peak of human potential.
He propped his bicycle against the wall, took a couple of steps back, then launched into a short sprint. Using the bike's rear rack as a stepping stone, he easily cleared the wall, which stood less than two meters tall.
No sooner had he vaulted over the top than a flash of brilliant gold erupted in his field of vision. A tall, statuesque blonde woman with impossibly full breasts stood directly below the wall, looking up at him with a, wide-eyed expression.
"Move out of the way!"
Luo Jie registered the danger instantly, but it was too late. He was mid-air, with no leverage and certainly no ability to perform some physics-defying aerial maneuver like "Moonwalk" to alter his trajectory. Before he could even begin to formulate a plan, his knees collided with the blonde's massive, incredibly supple chest. Inertia and good old gravity combined to send both of them, her shapely form included, tumbling forward in a heap.
A literal flying dragon mounts the face!
"Dammit… Could this bimbo have reacted any slower? Any normal person would've darted to the side immediately!" Luo Jie grumbled inwardly as he carefully extricated himself from the soft, ample body beneath him.
In fact, the moment he'd scaled the wall, he'd recognized the well-endowed blonde beauty below. She was none other than one of his mission targets this time around: the school nurse, Marikawa Shizuka.
"Are you alright, Marikawa-sensei?" Luo Jie asked, though he didn't immediately help her up, instead taking a moment to check her over as he knelt beside her.
To be honest, the instant he'd clambered over that wall and spotted her, he'd recognized the well-endowed blonde beauty below. It was none other than one of his mission objectives this time around: the school nurse, Marikawa Shizuka.
In the original story, this top-heavy blonde was renowned for her… let's just say, airheaded nature. But Luo Jie hadn't expected her to be this oblivious. She was the living, breathing embodiment of the phrase "more bust than brains."
What a coincidence, he thought. He'd come here specifically to find her, and here she was, practically delivered into his arms—quite literally.
"I'm… I'm okay…" came a dazed, soft voice from beneath him. The impact had clearly rattled her.
Luo Jie quickly scrambled to his feet, then offered a hand to the dazed nurse. "Sorry about that, sensei. I didn't see you there."
Marikawa Shizuka blinked those large, innocent eyes up at him, her golden hair slightly askew, her ample chest heaving from the fall and the… unexpected collision. "Ah… it's quite alright, young man. I… I wasn't looking where I was standing either." Her voice was as gentle and melodious as he'd imagined, with that signature ditzy lilt.
She reached up, her fingers brushing against her chest where his knees had made contact, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "That… that was quite a fall. You must be very agile to climb the wall like that!"
Luo Jie inwardly rolled his eyes. Agile? More like clumsy as hell for landing on top of you. But he just gave her a sheepish grin, the picture of a contrite student. "Yeah, well, I'm a bit late getting back, and I didn't want to get in trouble at the gate. Name's Ye Yan, by the way. I'm a transfer student, just started today, actually. Got a bit lost trying to find my dorm."
He'd chosen the surname "Ye" on the fly—it was common enough in some parts of Asia, and with a first name like "Yan," it sounded plausible enough. He doubted a woman as scatterbrained as Marikawa would bother fact-checking something like that, especially not after just being tackled by a stranger.
"Ye Yan-kun?" Marikawa repeated, tilting her head cutely, her fingers tapping her full lips. "That's an unusual name. But very nice! Welcome to Fujimi Academy, Ye Yan-kun. I'm Marikawa Shizuka, the school nurse." She gave him a warm, if slightly addled, smile.
"Pleased to meet you, Marikawa-sensei," Luo Jie replied with a respectful nod, inwardly sighing with relief. So far, so good. The first hurdle was cleared.
As she attempted to stand, however, Marikawa suddenly let out a small yelp and wobbled unsteadily. "Oh! My ankle…"
Luo Jie was quick to steady her, wrapping an arm around her waist. Her body was warm and incredibly soft against his side. "Careful, sensei! Did you twist it?"
She bit her lower lip, looking down at her ankle with a pained expression. "I think so… It hurts when I put weight on it."
Luo Jie frowned, but inwardly he was smirking. Perfect. This was those dating sim games he'd played back in the day. "Well, we can't leave you here. The nurse's office is this way, right? I'll help you there."
Before she could protest, he bent down slightly, offering his back. "Hop on. I'll carry you. It's the least I can do after knocking you over."
Marikawa's eyes widened in surprise, and a deeper blush spread across her cheeks. "Oh! Ye Yan-kun, that's really not necessary… I can hobble—"
"It's no trouble at all, sensei," he insisted, giving her what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "Think of it as my apology. Now come on, before someone sees us and gets the wrong idea."
After a moment's hesitation, and with another cute little pout, Marikawa gingerly climbed onto his back, her arms slipping around his neck. The moment her weight settled, Luo Jie felt those massive, soft mounds pressing firmly against his back, her warm breath tickling his ear.
Whoa… he thought, fighting to maintain his composure. These things are heavier than they look. How does she even stand up straight with these? It was like carrying two very large, very squishy watermelons. No wonder she'd had trouble keeping her balance.
"T-thank you, Ye Yan-kun," she murmured, her voice slightly muffled against his shoulder. "You're very kind."
"Just doing what any good student would do, sensei," he replied, adjusting his grip under her thighs to get a better hold. "Hold on tight."
With that, he stood up straight, Marikawa Shizuka securely on his back, and began walking towards the nurse's office, his mind already racing ahead. Now that he'd made contact with one target, it was time to start gathering information and preparing for the chaos that was about to erupt. And having the school nurse in his corner? That could prove very useful indeed. Plus, he mused, as he felt her shift slightly against him, it wasn't exactly the worst way to start his mission.