Chapter 247 - 12: You Know What I Mean

The student called Glasses had a Deceitful Object in the form of a Fat Head Fish. It swam around him in the air, its eyes glowing with an eerie light.

Every student was born with their Deceitful Object. It was like a guardian spirit, silently protecting its master, and it possessed its own consciousness and abilities.

According to what they knew, if a person died, their innate Deceitful Object had to be dealt with. Otherwise, the lone Deceitful Object would become demonic, transforming into an evil entity.

Their Deceitful Objects didn’t have the power to affect reality—not unless they underwent a series of rituals after reaching adulthood. Only then could the Deceitful Object’s power connect with the real world, becoming a true Deceitful Object.

Although Glasses’s Deceitful Object, the Fat Head Fish, was always lazy, its special ability was that it could travel far from his body—over a kilometer, even—and share its vision with him.

Therefore, he could be sitting in the cafeteria while his Fat Head Fish flew to the Dean of Discipline’s office to see what the dean and those new teachers were really up to.

However, two powerful Deceitful Objects, Fierce Wolf and White Tiger, were there. These two were born from the former principal and the former dean of discipline, and they were among the few Deceitful Objects here that could affect reality.

Moreover, they had their own consciousness and remembered every student’s Deceitful Object. If they saw the Fat Head Fish, they would definitely know it was him probing their secrets.

An ordinary secret would be fine, but he was afraid of discovering a secret that could affect world peace.

One wrong move, and he could be silenced for good.

Sipping the creamy white crucian carp soup, Glasses licked his lips. ’The food these past two days has been pretty good,’ he thought.

’Could this be our last meal? Fattening us up before the slaughter?’

Just as Glasses’s mind was wandering, he felt his Fat Head Fish get kicked hard.

Turning around, he saw his Fat Head Fish being straddled by a particularly lewd-looking one, blushing as it blew bubbles.

’What the hell are you blushing for!’

’You’re not even the same species!’

But upon seeing the Pruriency Fox Immortal, Glasses knew who had arrived.

Class Four’s number one dummy, the class president, Wang Yun.

Long, straight black hair, short white socks, and a spotless school uniform.

She walked with a confident stride and sat with a poised readiness, a cheerful and handsome tomboy.

She was also the person he had a crush on!

They had known each other since they were seven and knew each other inside and out. To Glasses, it felt like there was just a paper-thin window between them that they had yet to break through.

But everyone here had known each other since they were seven; they were all childhood sweethearts, so that status didn’t mean much.

But that wasn’t the point!

The point was the paper-thin window!

Looking at the cute yet handsome Wang Yun, Glasses found her adorable no matter how he looked at her. He was already calculating the best way to confess his feelings.

However, Wang Yun clearly wasn’t here for Glasses to admire.

She was gnawing on a brown, braised pig’s trotter, and soon she had spat a pile of bones to the side.

Once she’d filled her stomach, she said to Glasses, "Don’t you think the school’s been a little weird lately?"

"This one was just thinking the same."

"Can you not talk in such a stuffy way?"

"Seeing your Pruriency Fox Immortal just makes me do it unconsciously. Wait, I don’t mean I like your Pruriency Fox Immortal!"

"...Pervert. Anyway, what do you find strange?"

Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, Glasses lowered his voice. "The winds have shifted too quickly. It’s not like we haven’t had outside teachers before, but they always left right after proctoring the exams. We’ve never had tests for two consecutive days. Also, the Dean of Discipline’s attitude toward the exams used to be complicated, but this time, he’s been hanging out with them constantly."

Wang Yun nodded in agreement. "Exactly. That’s why I suspect the Dean of Discipline is being coerced. They must have some dirt on him, beating him to his knees every day and forcing him to be their slave!"

"...Isn’t your idea a little extreme? Why couldn’t it be the Dean of Discipline coercing them?"

"The Dean of Discipline is such a good person, how could he do something like that?" Wang Yun said, displeased. "Besides, we’ve known him for seven years. Don’t you know what kind of person he is?"

Glasses thought about it and felt she had a point.

After all, the dean never even caught cheaters; they eventually had to bring in outside teachers to curb the rampant cheating.

’Then again, where did those teachers come from? Why did they just show up out of the blue?’

’And what’s the outside world even like?’

Glasses was still lost in thought when his vision suddenly blurred.

Wang Yun, who was in front of him, had snatched his glasses off his face. "You’re spacing out again," she said, annoyed.

Hastily snatching his glasses back, Glasses said, "Spacing out is a sign of intelligence. Besides, I was listening to everything you said."

Wang Yun stared at Glasses, then nodded. "Alright, then let’s confirm: everyone’s getting so anxious because of these outside teachers. Any objections?"

"None."

"The Dean of Discipline is a good guy. Any objections?"

Glasses wanted to remind her not to be so subjective, but seeing her serious expression, he yielded to her intimidating presence. "None."

"Good. Then our goal is to drive out those teachers and save the Dean of Discipline. Any objections?"

"Whatever you say."

Wang Yun finally nodded in satisfaction. "Excellent. I’ll proceed with this plan, then. First, I hereby appoint you as my strategist, Glasses."

"Why do you call me Glasses, too? Have you forgotten my real name?"

"That’s not important! Second, we need someone who can fight. Do you have anyone in mind?"

"When it comes to fighting, there’s only one person."

Finishing the rest of their food, the two of them set out around noon and climbed up to the school’s rooftop.

There, they saw the best fighter in the entire school.

He wasn’t tall and had a Pot Lid Haircut. Right now, he was engrossed in a handheld game console.

Although he looked ordinary, he was indeed the best fighter here.

This strength didn’t come from him, but from his Deceitful Object.

Some powerful Deceitful Objects awaken early, gaining the ability to affect reality without needing a ritual. Pot Lid Haircut was one of these chosen few.

His Deceitful Object was a game console. When activated, it would rapidly drain his stamina and summon a fighting game character.

This game character would obey Pot Lid Haircut’s commands and possessed all the typical traits of a video game character, including a health bar and exceptional destructive power.

With this ability, Pot Lid Haircut could easily defeat a hundred people without a scratch, though he’d be a bit winded afterward.

Hearing footsteps, Pot Lid Haircut kept his head buried in his game and spoke with his back to them. "What do you want?"

"We need you to come out of retirement," Wang Yun said.

"Why?"

"The school is in danger!"

"I’ve already washed my hands of this business. The two of you should leave."

Glasses had expected him to refuse, so he brought out his Fat Head Fish and said to Pot Lid Haircut, "My Deceitful Object can share its vision and has temporary Invisibility."

"So?"

"The bathhouse. You get me?"

The game console in Pot Lid Haircut’s hands fell to the ground.

Turning around, the adolescent otaku, with tears streaming down his face, looked at Glasses and said, "Coach, I want to watch!"