High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2768 - 989: Only the Wicked Can Subdue the Wicked

Su Shijun wore a long red dress and leisurely strolled through the academy.It was midday, and the campus was bustling with students, creating a slightly noisy atmosphere. Yet almost everyone seemed oblivious to the red figure gliding past them.

As a prestigious wizard from Qingqiu, Su Shijun had mastered the art of managing her own allure by now, unlike in the past when leaving home carelessly led to swarms of admirers.

Of course, simple disguises like wearing glasses were still necessary.

The reason she was wandering around campus at this time was that while reviewing reports in the laboratory at noon, she suddenly felt a bit anxious. Noticing the fine weather outside, she decided to go for a walk to clear her mind.

If it was a walk to clear the mind, leaving the brain behind was a must.

The Upper House Member of the Moon Council closed her eyes, hands clasped behind her back, and lifted her head to bask in the radiant sunlight and the lively vitality flowing in the air, her spirit transcending heaven and earth, as if sleepwalking.

Until a somewhat familiar voice interrupted her tranquility.

"Idol?!"

The voice carried a hint of delight, pulling Su Shijun out of her relaxed state.

She opened her eyes, curious to see who had spotted her.

It was Li Meng.

Zheng Qing’s classmate, Jiang Yu’s cousin, Su Ya’s close friend, and the genuine little spirit witch of the Shuzhong Li Clan. When ’spirit witch’ flashed through her mind, Su Daxu realized why she had been caught sight of.

A spirit witch is a wizard with ’spiritual’ ability who can naturally communicate with the ’spirits’ that have vanished from this world. The concept of spirits here is vast—a powerful wizard who has passed away could be a spirit; beings exiled to the depths of the Starry Sky could be spirits; secret existences that can cross world barriers could also be spirits. As the saying goes, ’A saint descends to live among the spirit witches,’ serving as the bridge to connect disappearing entities with the present world.

In a way, Su Shijun was currently in a ’disappeared’ state.

As it happens, she was also a Big Wizard—a position fulfilling the minimum criteria for being a ’spirit——’ and with Li Meng’s fervent admiration for her, these subtle details intertwined to form a clear sequence.

"Good afternoon."

The Upper House Member of the Moon Council nodded gracefully, about to say something, when she suddenly frowned.

After all, she wasn’t truly walking invisibly; Li Meng’s greeting broke the barrier between her and the present world, fully exposing her figure to the eyes of the passing students.

In that instant, the witch seemed to hear the synchronous, rapid inhalation of hundreds.

This is bad!

The thought flashed through Su Shijun’s mind, and with quick reflexes, before the young wizards could voice their excitement, she swiftly grabbed the little witch’s hand. The red dress billowed in the wind, and with a rush of air, the two had vanished without a trace.

Only leaving behind a chorus of regretful voices.

...

Li Meng shook her head slightly, feeling a bit dizzy.

Without her cousin around today, time seemed to pass especially quickly. After the magic potion class ended, Su Ya had to go to the Two-dimensional Evolution Laboratory to find her lady, so she had to eat lunch alone.

Usually, she ate lunch at the school canteen with her cousin—then got dragged back to the dorm for a nap—a practice she always considered a profound waste of life.

But today, without her cousin, it seemed she had other choices.

For instance, going to the pedestrian street.

Delicious milk tea, fragrant barbecue, lemon snow treasure candy, cauldron cakes, an assortment of flavored beans, and lively, adorable candy figures. If lucky, the non-alcoholic butter beer at Meow Meow Dessert Shop might not have sold out—and that would be just wonderful.

Thinking of the amber-colored, refreshingly cool drink, the little witch couldn’t help but swallow hard. At school, under her cousin’s watchful eye, she had no access to such ’junk food.’

On her way with excitement to the pedestrian street, she unexpectedly ran into Su Shijun.

It was just a subconscious greeting.

By the time she returned to her senses, she was already standing in the midst of the bustling pedestrian street.

"Ah, sorry... didn’t mean to bring you along." A cheerful voice came to her ears.

Li Meng raised her head in a daze, only to discover it was Su Shijun speaking—which was crucial—she was also holding her hand!

This isn’t a dream, right?

Strolling hand-in-hand with her idol?

This must be a dream!

The little witch thought dazedly, fervently wishing this slightly grand dream would continue, never wanting to awaken.

"Hello!"

Su Shijun waved her hand in front of Li Meng’s face, trying to bring back this spacey person: "Where are you headed? Need me to take you?"

"Lunch..." The little witch’s voice was like sleep-talking.

"What do you want to eat?" Su Shijun didn’t mind buying her some snacks, and she had just thought of an amusing idea.

"Candied hawthorn..." Li Meng confessed her true craving honestly.

The next second, a heavy, shiny, red candied hawthorn was placed into her hand, with a syrupy, translucent phoenix elegantly perched along the edge of the hawthorn. Its exquisitely magnificent wings slightly spread, gently swaying in the sunshine, glimmering with an entrancing gloss.

Gollum!

She issued a very audible gulp, then instantly realized Su Shijun was right beside her, her face instantly flushing red.

"I didn’t... I’m not..." The little witch wanted to explain, but the more anxious she got, the more muddled her mind became, leaving her unable to articulate anything.

The sugared phoenix on the candied hawthorn seemed to sense her emotional shift too, gently spreading its wings to waft a sweet aroma.

Su Shijun smiled slightly, raised her hand to gently ruffle her hair.

"Take your time, no rush."

She led the little witch, unhurriedly strolling on the street. The flowing crowd mysteriously parted to either side, as if encountering a solid reef, with the two witches effortlessly continuing their path.

"—In the future, if you want to eat candied hawthorn, you can learn to make it yourself. It’s actually quite simple, except the syrup-coated phoenix is a bit tricky, requiring advanced transformation technique skills... Uh, I think your cousin is taking a transformation techniques course this semester; you could ask her to teach you when she has time."

"As if she has such time!"

With her idol beside her, Li Meng spoke without reservation: "She has almost fifteen hours of classes every day, plus homework... and the little free time she has in the evenings has been spent at the Cat Fruit Tree lately, so she certainly doesn’t have time to teach me transformation techniques!"

"She goes every evening?" The owner of Qingqiu Mansion’s eyes flickered slightly.

"More or less." Li Meng calculated simply on her fingers, nodding with a small movement, then shaking her head, sincerely warning her idol: "Idol, let me tell you, Zheng Zha is really no good; you should stay far away from him..."

"And what about your cousin?"

"—Evil is only grinded by more evil people!"