Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

A secluded lounge at Shilu University.

"Brother Snake... this thing... isn't it a bit inappropriate?" Wang Jiahao's face turned pale, his gaze shifting uncertainly as he looked at the billiard table in front of him.

There was a sheet of tin foil on the table, on which was piled a small, glistening white mountain, which roughly weighed about half a pound.

Judging by its appearance alone, it might be mistaken for rock candy, but if you take a deep breath...

"What?" Snake Bro, a strong man with a ferocious "King Cobra" tattoo coiled around his arm, wrapped his arms tightly around Wang Jiahao's neck with a forced smile.

The gesture was like toying with a helpless little kitten.

"You've done your fair share of reselling cigarettes and alcohol at school, and soliciting prostitutes. How about helping me sell some 'good stuff' now? After it's done, you'll be rolling in money!"

"this……"

Wang Jiahao's Adam's apple bobbed, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Compared to the playful fights on campus, the person in front of me is the one who truly walks on the edge of darkness.

Seeing that Wang Jiahao remained silent, Snake seemed to lose patience, sneered, and slowly pulled a black Glock pistol from his back waist.

The dark muzzle of the gun was casually turned, its cold metallic gleam like the fangs of a venomous snake, instantly piercing Wang Jiahao's psychological defenses.

Wang Jiahao remained silent, only cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

The police might turn a blind eye to fights and brawls.

But if you're caught selling ice cream, you could really go to jail!

If he can be ruthless enough to refuse now, truth may soon be on his side.

Unfortunately, the truth is now in Snake Brother's hands.

"Hahaha, Brother Snake... what a load of rubbish! I, Wang Jiahao, was born Brother Snake's man, and I'll die as Brother Snake's ghost..."

……

Snake left the lounge.

Watching the burly figure disappear into the distance, Wang Jiahao felt a surge of anger with nowhere to vent it.

Just then, my phone rang. I opened it and saw it was a message from Liu Li.

"Brother Hao...do you have time now? I have something I'd like to tell you."

Ever since that mysterious man with the pointed cardboard box threw it into the trash can.

His three girlfriends broke up with him and ran away overnight with their bicycles.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been interested in Liu Li, whose makeup skills only gave her a 7 out of 10... Of course, if you add her genius skills and good figure to that.

The overall rating can rise to 9 points.

"Okay, come to the lounge."

A few minutes later, Liu Li, wearing a mask, pushed open the door and entered. Before she could even say hello...

"Liu Li, I'm really angry right now."

"Brother Hao..."

"Oh? He dared to issue a challenge after mentioning my name? That guy really isn't afraid of death." After listening to Liu Li's embellished account, Wang Jiahao's face darkened as he stubbed out his cigarette.

"They really don't know their own limitations!"

Liu Li mumbled a response, seizing the opportunity to fan the flames: "He wasn't slapping my face, he was clearly slapping Hao Ge's butt!"

"Fine! This afternoon I'll take some men to the back mountain to meet him and see which blind fool dares to provoke me!" Wang Jiahao said viciously.

Normally, Liu Li should have told Wang Jiahao: "A tall man wearing a cardboard box on his head slapped her face hard and then issued a challenge, and the opponent was so powerful that he could kick down a toilet door with one kick."

However, she embellished the language slightly: "I got into a fight with Yan Youyou's lover, and my girlfriends and I fought several rounds. I was accidentally slapped by him, and that guy became arrogant and issued a challenge..."

"Brother Hao... he might be a little strong, can you beat him?" Liu Li asked cautiously.

Wang Jiahao burst out laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Don't worry, we'll win."

"With a wave of my hand, dozens of my brothers swung their clubs at his head."

"Forget about strong students, even Tyson would be stunned if he came!"

Hearing Wang Jiahao's confident declaration, Liu Li's eyes lit up again, and she nodded vigorously: "Brother Hao, I believe in you!"

……

the other side.

After safely escorting Yan Youyou back to the classroom, Jiang Ling found an empty toilet stall and opened the system panel.

[Equipment: Hero Cardboard Headgear]

[Description: Inspired by Kamen Rider and Superman's will. When worn, it transforms into the righteous Cardboard Cloak Hero, with a napkin-material cape on the back granting short-range gliding ability. Note: Wearing different colored underwear will activate different form effects.]

[Side effect: Transformation and de-transformation must be performed in an environment where there are no bystanders.]

【Form Display:】

Red underwear (worn as outerwear): Power form, significantly enhances defense and strength—Power!

Blue underwear (wear as outerwear): Speed ​​form, greatly enhancing reaction time and agility—Speed!

Black underwear (worn as outerwear): A discreet option that effectively reduces one's presence and suppresses the emission of sound, heat, and other information—Hide!

Jiang Ling licked her lips excitedly, her eyes gleaming with barely suppressed excitement.

No tokusatsu fan can resist the temptation of "transformation"!

He was well-read and had seen a great deal of special effects photography.

I have thoroughly studied works such as Ultraman Tiga, Kamen Rider 01, Armor Hero Nawa, and Piggy Hero: Transformation Heroes.

Although it ultimately falls under the umbrella of visual novels, I still harbor a dream of tokusatsu (special effects) games.

He glanced at the time; there was still half an hour before the afternoon club class started.

"Never mind, I'll try out the power of this cardboard knight transformation another time."

……

Area A, Building B, third floor, Room 301, Supernatural Research Society Activity Room.

The empty classroom felt rather deserted, with only the whirring of the fans.

Yan Youyou was hunched over the table, intently flipping through a stack of A4-sized sheets of printed part-time job information.

A strand of jet-black hair fell beside her fair cheek, but she didn't even notice it.

Tuition fees are due soon, so she needs to find a new part-time job.

On the chair next to him, the clean men's school uniform jacket was neatly folded, and next to it was a small stun gun for self-defense.

Having experienced that unexpected disaster in the toilet, she certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to fall into the same pit a second time.

On another chair, black pantyhose that had already been washed were draped over the fabric and were being dried by the fan.

Therefore, Yan Youyou was barefoot at that moment.

Looking up part-time job information left her feeling a bit tired. She rubbed her temples, stretched her stiff waist, and her gaze inadvertently fell on the coat.

Before parting ways, she made a promise with the "cardboard knight"—to return the jacket on the rooftop of Building A next Monday.

As for the absurd fight that afternoon? The Knight simply said he would "call the police" and that she didn't need to worry.

"A masked knight... Hmph, this plot sounds like it came straight out of a light novel!"

Yan Youyou rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought as she recalled the tall figure who had shielded her in the moment of crisis. It was as if a small pebble had been thrown into the cold lake of her heart, causing ripples to spread outwards.

Reading light novels is one of her few hobbies.

She originally wanted to join the literary society, but her mother strongly opposed it, believing that it was a waste of time and would interfere with her studies.

Ultimately, she chose this corner called the "Supernatural Research Club," lying to her mother that it was a quiet place for studying, but in reality, she secretly enjoyed her light novel world there.

The founder of the Supernatural Research Society is unknown, and its members have long since disappeared.

Strangely, the school did not disband the club; it simply stopped funding it and placed it at the very end of the club recruitment list.

Almost no new students would choose this "ghost club" that has no resources.

Therefore, when Yan Youyou enrolled in school and applied for clubs, she was overjoyed to see that the Supernatural Club had zero applicants.

Although there is no funding for club activities, there is a club activity room!

For someone like her who enjoys solitude, this is nothing short of paradise. An entire shelf is filled with light novels she borrowed from the library—basically, she's essentially living in her own private haven for free.

But starting today, everything will change.

dong dong dong-

"Please come in." Yan Youyou didn't even look up, her tone as cold and aloof as ever.

The door was pushed open, and Jiang Ling walked in.

A gentle breeze slipped in through the open window, brushing against the girl's fair and delicate face, and lifting a few stray hairs from her forehead.

This scene possesses a tranquil beauty reminiscent of youth campus dramas.

However, when Jiang Ling saw the president sitting there, she was instantly dumbfounded.

He left the classroom in disbelief and checked the door number again.

Paranormal Research Club

"Male...Male University? How come Yan Youyou is in the Supernatural Research Club?"

"In the story, Ye Mei says Yan Youyou is a superpowered person?"

"Could it be that she appears to be a pitiful girl bullied by everyone, but secretly she's a magical girl fighting against strange beasts?"

He composed himself, walked back to the classroom, and tentatively asked, "Yan Youyou, why is the club... so quiet?"

Yan Youyou didn't even look up, her tone icy: "Because there are only the two of us in the club, me as the club president and you as a member."

Jiang Ling: ……

He paused for a moment, then pressed on, unwilling to give up, "Then... our Paranormal Research Club must have some research on paranormal phenomena, right? Does the Paranormal Research Club have any paranormal activities?"

"Is there a wife in a wife cake?" Yan Youyou asked without looking up.

Jiang Ling: ……

Oh no! I've been scammed!