Superpowered Love Academy

There's no place like home.

She was happy to stay in her doghouse and roll around. For her, only the little house she shared with Zuo Le was a safe enough place where she could relax a little.

"It's okay if you don't go, wait until you figure it out, haha."

Lu Fei is very active and talkative.

Even Tu Mi could sense the vitality emanating from her.

Although she didn't have much experience in interacting with people normally, she still tentatively greeted them as a farewell:

"Then I'll be going now, Lu Fei."

"Okay, bye-bye, Tu Mi."

"OK Bye Bye."

The whole process of Tu Mi saying goodbye to her classmates was very stiff.

After saying hello, she left the classroom with her head held high, tugged at her mask.

When I arrived at the Elemental Academy Square, I shamelessly patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

There's nothing we can do; that's just how stray dogs are.

Even so, Tu Mi was satisfied with everything that had happened this morning.

That's right, I'm satisfied.

This is the life she has always longed for: plain, normal, without any ups and downs.

Tu Mi raised her head and sniffed the air.

It just so happened that it started to rain at that moment, but the autumn rain was light and misty.

Tu Mi couldn't help but open her arms and close her eyes.

"The life of an ordinary person."

I brought a meal and a box of instant noodles back to 506.

The food was delicious, but it was a hassle.

Instant noodles are still the most practical; you can just add some hot water and enjoy them. If you're too lazy to cook, cold water is fine too.

Tu Mi hummed a church song, "The Day the Holy Light Shines on Us," as she walked back to 506.

He took out his key to open the door, only to find it unlocked.

Wild Dog was far more wary than Zuo Le. Sensing someone entering her room, she immediately stood at the door and kicked it open.

boom!

Zuo Leton, who was changing his pants, stood still. He had actually noticed Tu Mi's approach long ago.

I never expected that this stray dog ​​would break in like this.

Is she sick?

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, but Zuo Le still felt that he should pull up his pants first.

Tu Mi stood at the door, her white hair disheveled, the zipper of her windbreaker pressed against her neck, but the wrinkled hem of her shirt still peeked out from under the windbreaker.

The mask concealed most of the girl's expression.

But there was a light in her eyes, the kind of light that comes from a belly full of emotions that have nowhere to go.

The stray dog's eyes kept darting around, and those darting eyes concealed a meaning that no one could know.

She put the instant noodles and the rice she bought aside.

The body suddenly started moving.

Zuo Le opened his mouth, and a gust of wind swept in from the front.

This kick carried a distinct dark energy and came with overwhelming force.

Zuo Le instinctively dodged to the side, but before he could pull down the pants he was holding, a fair hand grabbed the other end and yanked them hard.

Hiss!

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

Holy crap, if you're going to fight, then fight. What's with pulling down my pants?

Zuo Le watched helplessly as the pants he had worn for less than two months were ruined on the spot.

What are you doing?

He looked up, about to question her, when Tu Mi threw a punch at him.

The force of the punch grazed past his ear, carrying with it dark energy.

Zuo Le could feel the thin layer of dark energy clinging to her fist, the technique being similar to the one he had initially learned from Lu Chaoxi regarding spirit infusion.

They have plenty of energy, but they are extremely domineering and lack any real control skills.

"This stray dog ​​must not have been slacking off in its training."

Putting aside the control effects of the spirit, his fighting movements are at least much more agile than before.

Zuo Le was still mentally criticizing Tu Mi.

Wild Dog's second punch arrived, a powerful swing aimed at Zuo Le's nose.

Judging from his demeanor and emotions, he doesn't seem like someone who likes someone at all.

Instead, they acted as if he were their father's killer.

However, Zuo Le's close combat skills and practical abilities are so formidable that even if he were to be ambushed while pulling up his pants or taking a dump, he could withstand any attack from Tu Mi, a wild dog.

With one hand, Zuo Le blocked the punch and then grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

He wanted to distract Tu Mi so that she would fall flat on her face.

But Tu Mi was not easily pulled down by him as before. She stumbled and her legs parted slightly, but she managed to steady herself by relying on the skills she had recently practiced.

As he turned to the side, his other elbow simultaneously made a counter-attack motion.

Elbow strike to Zuo Le's ribs.

"Well done!" That was Zuo Le's first reaction.

The ability to adjust balance while launching an effective counterattack is a fundamental skill for any combatant.

It's remarkable that this stray dog, Tu Mi, has developed such awareness in just a few days; her talent is truly undeniable.

Zuo Le took a step back to dodge the elbow strike, creating an arm's length distance between the two.

Without pausing, Tu Mi kicked again.

These stray dogs used to fight by scratching and biting randomly, but now they have developed a method, and it even has a distinct Zuo-style.

Unfortunately, Zuo Le is the founder.

Zuo Le continued to dodge, sidestepping Tu Mi's sweeping attack, grabbing Tu Mi's ankle, and quickly closing in.

With a sudden push, the rose was knocked against the wall.

"After just a few days, you even dared to hit your own master?"

For a moment, his breath landed directly on Tu Mi's face, making Tu Mi feel somewhat embarrassed and angry.

She suddenly shoved Zuo Le away, remained silent, and threw another punch.

This time, Zuo Le didn't dodge. He reached out and caught her fist, tightening his grip and pulling her towards him.

When Tu Mi started her attack, she was full of confidence, but after a few moves she realized the difference in skill between them.

Losing his balance, he stumbled and bumped into Zuo Le's arms.

But her personality never allowed her to compromise.

A purebred stubborn species.

His forehead slammed directly into Zuo Le's chest, the powerful blow causing Zuo Le to let out a muffled groan.

But after the collision, Tu Mi regretted it a little.

She felt that Zuo Le should have been able to dodge, and she didn't know why he hadn't dodged earlier.

Tu Mi raised her head and met Zuo Le's gaze.

This made her quickly lower her head and punch him again.

But Zuo Le easily caught this punch.

He then turned around and pinned Tu Mi against the other wall, pressing one hand on her wrist and the other against the wall near her ear.

The distance between the two instantly shrank to less than a fist's width.

Zuo Le looked down at her, watching her panting and angry.

Although his tattered trouser legs were still hanging on his ankles, he looked far from presentable.

Tu Mi's chest heaved, her white hair plastered messily to the side of her face from her earlier movements, and she turned her head away.

She bit her lip, her gaze initially darting away before slowly returning, and she raised her hands to hug herself.

The sudden hug startled Zuo Le for a moment; his body stiffened slightly before he slowly relaxed.

In the few seconds of silence, Zuo Le could hear her breathing.

There's also the feedback from your own heartbeat.

He could feel that Tu Mi's body was very tense, as if she had suppressed all her emotions in this one contact.

He raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, then placed it on her back and patted her gently.

The girl's fingers gradually tightened, her nails scratching and pinching hard through Zuo Le's clothes, until the final caress.

It's like they're confirming something.

Although she doesn't yet know whether this belongs to her or not.

"You're back?"

Tu Mi's voice was like a stray dog's, as if it had just been squeezed out, full of disgust.

But her body language was more honest than her words; at least she showed no sign of letting go.

"Yes, I'm back." Zuo Le nodded.

After a while, Tu Mi's voice came from her chest, carrying a certain awkwardness and a forced, unnatural tone:

"Your pants are torn."

Zuo Le's lips twitched, and he could only state one fact:

"You tore it."

Chapter 129 Friends don't kiss.

Tu Mi didn't refute, but simply buried her face even deeper. After a few seconds, she said:

"You came back and immediately started changing clothes? What? You've been fooling around with other women again? Are you afraid I'll smell someone else on you?"

Zuo Le was speechless when she heard her say that.

Do all women like to stir up trouble?

"All? So I guessed right?"

"I give up."

Zuo Le glanced down at his tattered jacket, which was still covered in dust and grass juice from the ruined city, as well as some medicine from the past few days. It didn't actually smell very good.

He tried to push the stray dog ​​away, but Tu Mi shook her head while holding it.

"Alright, I'll let you off the hook today, but don't let up."

The girl's request was simple, yet it revealed her true nature, the same as Zuo Le's.

Emotions, security, warmth...

And a strong ability to empathize.