Fighting with All One's Might but Still Unable to Win

The previous ones, the Saintess, the Goddess of Fate, the disheartened adventurer, were at least human.

But with this Lolita girl, she's not even human anymore, said to be a Blood Fiend.

Shen Nian let it go, didn't pay them much mind, and honestly went back to sit in the classroom.

His mind was still pondering the system's task.

The Blood Fiend should be the Lolita girl, so what does 'saving the Blood Fiend' mean?

Could it be that the Lolita girl has a terminal illness, and he needs to use his [Miraculous Healing Hands] to give her a good rub-down to cure her?

According to common game settings, creatures like Blood Fiends need to drink blood. He couldn't possibly actually find blood for the Lolita girl to drink, could he?

Whether the Lolita girl would drink it or not was one thing; he himself would be in a bind first. Who knows if animal blood would work? What if animal blood is ineffective? Wouldn't she have to drink human blood then?

What kind of monster is this?

This task was more perplexing than any previous side quests. Shen Nian thought of several possibilities, but upon closer consideration, none seemed feasible.

Resting his face on his hands, he thought until evening self-study, without a single clue.

With the weekend approaching, phones were handed back, and everyone stopped studying. Shen Nian propped up his face, finally waiting until school ended to leave the gate with Xia Yanchun.

"I'm tired today, you drive."

Shen Nian's tone was flat. He deftly pushed out the little electric scooter and directly sat on the back seat, his two legs more than enough to hold up the whole scooter.

"You're usually quite energetic, why are you so weak today?"

"Tired from studying. You have no idea how many things I have to do in a day."

Xia Yanchun crossed her arms. "What could you possibly have to do all day at school? Alright, tell me what you did today."

"Worked out in the morning, bought you breakfast too. Took the weekly test seriously in the morning. Stared at you for a long time at noon. Studied in the afternoon, then taught Chen Qiuyu some math. Thought about studying in the evening too. So tired."

"That sounds pretty normal, why are you tired?" Xia Yanchun had already seen through him, pointing at Shen Nian's face. "I can drive, but you're not allowed to hold me."

"Then walk home."

Xia Yanchun wore an 'I knew it' expression. "Got you, didn't I?"

"We're both adults. Let's just keep it to ourselves, saying it out loud just makes me awkward. Get on, quick."

Adjusting her clothes, Xia Yanchun reluctantly sat in front. She specifically turned her small backpack to her back to prevent Shen Nian from leaning against her.

"Is that necessary, Chun Bao?"

"...Alright, alright, Chun Bao is right." Shen Nian decided to indulge her. After all, she was Chun Bao.

While driving, Shen Nian's hands slowly reached forward, quietly landing on Xia Yanchun's slender waist on either side.

The backpack only stopped him from leaning against her, it didn't say he couldn't hold her.

Xia Yanchun's heart fluttered at being held, but thankfully Shen Nian's hands were relatively well-behaved, just resting normally on her waist like a child holding onto an adult.

If Shen Nian dared to take advantage of the fact that she was driving and couldn't immediately retaliate to mess around, she would have to stop and teach him a lesson.

The back seat was generally higher, and Shen Nian was tall himself. Xia Yanchun's hair, pressed down by the helmet, could only brush against his collarbone and chest, occasionally tickling his neck, almost tickling his heart.

"You're so skinny, holding you is kinda comfortable."

"Shut up, okay? Don't distract the driver." Xia Yanchun's heartbeat suddenly sped up.

"How much do you weigh?"

"It's very impolite to ask a girl her weight."

"That's something only people with body image issues say. Do you have that?"

"No, but I'm still not telling you."

"Why are you so mean to me? Do you have a problem with me?"

"A little."

"Well, just hold it in then. I love it when you look like you can't stand me but can't beat me and can't do anything about it. Your resentful expression could help me finish two bowls of rice."

"..."

Psycho!

Xia Yanchun didn't speak, lest she shorten her lifespan from anger.

"By the way, does the Lolita girl have any weird little quirks?" Shen Nian decided to seize the chance to gather intel.

"What kind of little quirks? Why are you asking?"

"Curious. Her online name is both 'Thirty-Seven-Year-Old Lolita' and 'White-Cut Chicken Dipped in Chocolate'. Don't you think that's weird?"

"It is a bit..."

Xia Yanchun thought about it. She'd even heard Li Shiyan say things like 'Don't you think Baldy Qiang and Bear Two are kinda ambiguous?' before...

Hmm...

"No. Even if she did, I wouldn't tell you. So what if she has little quirks? She does her own thing, what's it to you? What exactly are you curious about?"

"Ah, only the wind knows my troubles..." Shen Nian added, "Then, does she have any minor health issues?"

"What are you trying to do? Do you like her?"

"Tsk, don't talk nonsense." Shen Nian poked her helmet, speaking seriously. "My heart belongs solely to the grass by my own nest. Don't slander me."

Xia Yanchun's heartbeat accelerated sharply. She felt all flustered, little flowers blooming one after another in her heart.

But she still suppressed her emotions and asked nonchalantly, "Then what do you want? Explain clearly."

"I suspect the Lolita girl is sick. Her online names get weirder and weirder. Do you think it's possible she's just a functional neurotic who can take care of herself and control her emotions?"

Shen Nian apologized to the Lolita girl in his heart, deciding to bring her more snacks next week.

"...Says the guy who wants eight wives."

She couldn't figure out Shen Nian's motive, but Li Shiyan having a minor issue wasn't a secret. Many girls in the class knew, so Xia Yanchun simply told him.

"Shiyan doesn't have any real problems. If I had to say, maybe she has a bit of low blood sugar, but it's not a big deal."

"Is that so?"

"Low blood sugar is pretty common, right?"

"True, true. So she really has no problems, haha. I thought she was a neurotic."

Sorry, Lolita girl, I'll add two bottles of Wangzai Milk for you.

"I'm going to tell Shiyan you were bad-mouthing her behind her back. Just wait to be hated by us."

"Hey, hey, don't do that, okay? It's really important for the three of us to live our lives well together."

"Hmph."

At the residential complex's parking shed, Shen Nian got off first and helped lock the scooter.

Xia Yanchun took off her helmet, her whole head of hair fluffy. Shen Nian raised his hand to help smooth it down bit by bit.

Under the streetlight, Shen Nian purposely bent down a little to look at Xia Yanchun's delicate face. The lamplight was hazy. He smiled, "Feel like you're a bit blushing."

"Not at all, you must be seeing things." Xia Yanchun fiddled with her backpack strap, avoiding Shen Nian's gaze, humming softly.

Once in the elevator together, Xia Yanchun spoke again.

"Tomorrow, Shiyan and I are going to the mall for Haidilao hot pot. Are you coming? My treat."

"Such a good deal?"

"Forget it if you're not coming."

"I'm coming. Shouldn't you let Li Shiyan know then?"

"I'll tell her later, no need for you to worry."

Seeing they were almost at their floor, Xia Yanchun took out her keys ahead of time. Her hand slipped, and the keys clattered to the floor by Shen Nian's feet.

She bent down faster than Shen Nian, picked up the keys, and blew on them to clean them.

"Be more careful next time. Don't accidentally let people see your underwear." Shen Nian sighed, tugging at Xia Yanchun's slightly loose collar.

Shen Nian taking such liberties didn't annoy Xia Yanchun at all.

The moment she recalled how she’d once bullied Shen Nian by pulling down his pants when he wasn’t paying attention, Xia Yanchun felt a pang of guilt—especially now that he was the one reminding her to avoid a wardrobe malfunction.

She straightened her collar again. "Thanks."

Shen Nian waved a hand. "No need. After all, I’ve already seen everything."

"!"

Her world collapsed.

Running into a lifelong rogue right at her doorstep, and finding herself utterly powerless against him.

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