My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Chapter 371 I Was the One Who Went First
Since becoming a typical "female college student," Fafnir has gone back to school every day for evening self-study.

Although registration has not yet been officially completed, the part-time program registers in winter, and then it's a yearly program.

However, she has already chosen the Department of Biology at the University of Science and Technology of China. Based on her current score, she will most likely be admitted directly. So recently, she has been treating herself like a college student and studying in the school library every day.

Although this wasn't the first time the old undead had come to visit, it was probably their third time, but Fafnir had never seen them before.

This time, Fafnir had roughly estimated the timeframe. Her teacher might be going home soon, and she had already voluntarily applied to the Department of Biology at the University of Science and Technology of China. She would be able to tell her teacher the good news then.

Especially today, their cut-off scores have been released. The cut-off score for USTC is around 500 points, so she can say that she is very confident.

Just as I was about to tell my teacher the good news when he returned, the moment I opened the door, I saw a shameless woman with her hand on his chest (heart). The woman was so close that I could only see my reflection through the gap between us.

For a moment, Fafnir was stunned.

Why... is this happening?

It was obviously me first...

Whether it was getting to know the teacher, living with the teacher, or receiving care from the teacher, it was all me who started it all...

Why? The teacher was going home, and I was basically going to be accepted by USTC. Two happy things were intertwined, but why...?

Isn't this woman just an older woman who's taller, has bigger breasts, a perkier bottom, and longer legs than me?

"what!"

In an instant, countless grievances and anger turned into this one hiss, arched back, round head, and airplane ears, just like the last stubbornness of a cat guarding its food.

They even fantasized about using their breath to make the enemy let go.

"Alright, Fafnir." Xue Dinglu waved, signaling Fafnir to come over.

But when Fafnir looked at the smiling woman over there, she suddenly felt that if she just went over like that, she would have already lost. So what if she was an older woman than herself? Even if it was her teacher's request, she couldn't just go over like that and lose face.

Even if it means death, even if it means dying outside, we must not give up now!
"Fafner?" Xue asked again, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt and concern, as if he suspected that she was feeling unwell.

"Sigh!" Fafnir immediately walked to Xue Luding's side and tried to hold his hand.

Schrödinger's law didn't react. Great, I've won!
She gave Alora a provocative look. At that moment, even old Barak, who was still pretending to be a ghost with his two daughters, looked over with a serious expression, as if he were looking at the silent battlefield.

Although there was no outburst of power, for some reason, the two girls stopped making a fuss and instead stared at the battlefield without daring to breathe, while Xue Lingshu's pupils even revealed a glint of excitement.

Is this another battlefield? How exciting!

"And who is this?" The Pope naturally didn't take the little brat's provocation seriously and asked with a smile.

“I’d call her my niece,” Xue Dinglu said. “She’s living at my house now.”

"Hmm, what a cute little niece." Alora seemed to completely disregard Fafnir, which made Fafnir so angry that she wanted to jump up and kick the woman's knee.

However, her bared teeth and claws were like a panting cat, without any aggression.

After a brief chat, it was getting late, and the High Priestess said, "Do you have time tomorrow? I'll make time to come and teach you Holy Light."

“It should be fine,” Xue replied.

"That's it."

The female pope left Xue's house, and the old ghost also prepared to leave.

As Xue was about to leave to see the guests off, Fafnir volunteered, "Teacher, let me help see the guests off."

“Hmm.” Xue Dinglu did not object. He had to attend the Mist Council tonight, and it was already a little late.

After the old ghost and the female pope left Xue's house, Fafnir immediately followed, seemingly to see them off, but more like to show off in front of this "formidable enemy".

It's like a cat thinking it chased away an enemy because of its own hiss.

"You like Xue's Law?" Alora suddenly asked.

In that instant, Fafnir's cheeks flushed red, but she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, what's wrong? I'm already living with my teacher!"

"Tsk..." Alora and the old ghost clicked their tongues at the same time. Fafnir was very annoyed by this teasing attitude towards the brat.

"She really is just a brat." Old Barak seemed to smile with relief, and even tried to reach out to pat Fafnir's head, but she nimbly dodged him.

“Yes, it’s too naive and too easy to understand.” Alora chuckled.

Fafnir stomped her foot in anger, preparing to jump up and kick old Barak in the knee, but the old undead easily dodged it, while also mocking her further.

"Your physical skills have a bit of an Imperial swordsmanship feel to them. Do you know any Holy Light?" the old undead asked Fafnir with the same joking tone he used to tease a silly child.

"Yes, my teacher taught me that! Wait, how did you know I know Imperial Swordsmanship and Holy Light?" Fafnir asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, I taught Xue boy his swordsmanship and holy light. A few months ago, he was just a useless high school student. I honed him into what he is today!" The old undead shamelessly took all the credit for himself.

Fafnir didn't believe it, but after the old undead conjured up a holy light to use as a flashlight, she immediately began to believe it.

"According to the way things are said in this world, little girl, you should call me Grandmaster!" the old undead continued to tease Fafnir. "Call me Grandmaster, or even Grandmaster-Grandmaster."

"do not want!"

"Alright, alright, Grandpa, you should say less." Alora covered her forehead, feeling a bit fed up with her grandfather.

“Actually, you don’t need to be so hostile towards me.” She looked at Fafnir and said very seriously, “Do you think Xue Lude is the kind of boy who can’t see through other people’s thoughts and is very oblivious?”

“Isn’t that right?” Fafnir replied.

She had actually hinted at it many times, but the teacher never responded. She always thought that her hints were too subtle, or that the teacher was too slow to understand.

Just like the male protagonists in those stories. "No, you're wrong. Xue's Law knows everything; he's just simply rejecting you," Alora said directly.

"What are you saying!" Fafnir instantly bristled, immediately adopting a round-headed, hunched-back, airplane-eared posture.

“There’s no need to be angry, because I’m just like you, someone who was explicitly rejected.” Alora smiled, revealing her maternal side, and reached out to pat Fafnir’s head.

Fafnir was about to attack, but suddenly she felt a stinging sensation in her nose and stopped making any further moves.

"Actually, I don't care at all how many lovers Xue has, how many women he's been with, or even whether he has me in his heart. My mindset is very simple; I'm just here to repay a debt of gratitude." Arora patted her head, revealing her purpose without any concern.

"Ok?"

"I even hope that Xue Dinglu can have more lovers, or that he still has beautiful fantasies about girls. This at least shows that he still has humanity."

"But as you see now, Xue Dinglu doesn't seem to have any extra sexual interest. He seems to be constantly running, never stopping, as if he would die if he stopped. He can only keep running, like a taut spring, without any moment of relaxation..."

"When I saw his appearance, I suddenly felt a little sorry for this child. He was just like before, never changed. I really hope that a girl can enter his heart, let him stop running, take a good rest, and stop being so tense."

Alora silently spoke her heart.

But Fafnir fell silent. She wanted to stubbornly claim that she was the one who had entered the teacher's heart, but the moment she opened her mouth, she dared not speak, no longer wanting to deceive herself with her stubbornness.

Did she really do it?
The teacher knew her feelings, but the teacher seemed completely indifferent...

The teacher only felt affection for him, the same affection one would have for the daughter of a deceased close friend, without any intention of crossing any boundaries.

"So, you don't need to be hostile towards me at all. I even really hope you can pry open Xue Dinglu's heart and teach that child what love is, but obviously, you're not qualified."

“Nonsense! That’s not true!” Fafnir continued to retort.

"Because you still don't understand that what Xue's Law needs is not a pretty face who admires him, but a true comrade-in-arms who can share his burdens and fight alongside him," Arora bluntly stated.

Fafnir was like a deflated balloon; she seemed paralyzed on the spot, having lost all her strength.

"Keep up the good work, girl. Actually, you don't understand who your enemy is yet. In fact, all the kids who like Xue Law are your teammates. And all of you have only one enemy: Xue Law himself."

"He has lost 'love' because of being tense for too long, and has become a 'machine' that wants to protect everything."

"If you can't figure this out, then you'll only ever be a little niece for the rest of your life, and you'll never be able to escape that identity. That's all."

The pope waved her hand and left Xuejiaqiao Village without looking back, preparing to return to the house they had rented near the guesthouse.

Fafnir stared blankly at the brightly lit street outside the village, watching the man she considered her enemy slowly walk away. For some reason, a sense of powerlessness and frustration quickly crept over her.

In fact, she had already realized that her teacher was so smart that he knew her feelings all along. Before, she had just been deceiving herself by thinking that her teacher might be a little slow on the uptake.

The teacher knew everything, but in fact, the teacher had already refused; it was just that the teacher shamelessly clung to her.

Fafnir felt disheartened in an instant. She was confident she could defeat any rival in love, but if the enemy was her teacher himself, she felt like an ordinary person facing an evil god.

There's no way I can win...

……

After leaving Xuejiaqiao Village, Old Barak was actually quite frustrated.

“Grandpa, just ask whatever you want to ask,” Alora said.

"Sigh, Xue boy, how did he become like this... I even suspect that my spell to turn him from an undead back into a human failed, and he is still an undead... Sigh..." Old Deng looked at the moon and sighed deeply.

"Yes, I originally thought I would be very excited to see the person I had missed for months, but now I only feel a little heartache."

She looked up at the sky and said quietly, "What kind of hardships did he go through to make his heart so broken? He was clearly just a passionate and somewhat immature kid."

"Sigh..." Old Barak also sighed.

He actually hoped that by being silly and playing the clown, he could make Xue Dinglu smile and relax a little. But what they saw now was not a vibrant child, but more like an old man who was on his deathbed.

His maturity beyond his years, his sophisticated way of handling things, and his meticulous mindset—this maturity far beyond his years is what worries them the most.

He should have been a passionate, idealistic teenager, forever young, forever energetic, and forever moved to tears.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

"So, that's why I wanted to save this child. Maybe it's maternal love, or maybe it's just a simple desire to repay a debt of gratitude. I don't think he should be like this."

The two stopped and looked at the bustling metropolis. For some reason, they suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

"Alora, I feel like we're all the same, we're all losing some beautiful things, happiness, joy, the future... these beautiful essences that belong to us seem to be slowly fading away..." The old undead looked up at the sky, and he suddenly felt lost as well.

"Perhaps." She silently looked at the beautiful world and closed her eyes. "I will help him, no matter what the cost. Perhaps what I need to do is not to cause him trouble, but simply to accompany him."

"Let him know that even in the most difficult times, he has someone to confide in and rely on. Companionship is the most enduring expression of love."

The old ghost could only respond silently.

The two walked further and further away, disappearing into the bustling metropolis.

……

When Fafnir returned home, she found that Xue Lude was no longer in the living room. She silently went to his room, which was separated from Xue Lude's room by a second-floor living room.

Fafnir turned the doorknob and found that Xue Dinglu had locked the door, and there was no light inside.

But then, as if she had made a decision, she took out a key from her pocket—a key she had secretly made—and silently pried open Xue Dinglu's door, tiptoeing inside...

(End of this chapter)