Superpowered Love Academy

"It's alright, you're not very strong."

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

Tu Mi didn't argue with him about the strength; she simply returned to her desk in the dormitory and opened the instant noodles she had just prepared.

Zuo Le, lying on the bed, opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

The other person is eating very seriously, so let's not disturb them...

A few minutes later, Tu Mi finished her instant noodles, but she still didn't pay any attention to Zuo Le. Instead, she picked up a book from the shelf and started flipping through it casually.

Looking at her profile, Zuo Le felt a mix of emotions.

Yesterday, I chased the other person out of the dormitory, then made a hasty explanation outside the wall, and finally the other person dragged me back to the dormitory.

It truly embodies the concept of cause and effect, or reincarnation.

"Is it good?" the girl flipping through the book suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Zuo Le was probably not very clear-headed due to excessive blood loss and didn't quite react.

"Why are you staring at me, hmm?"

Tu Mi finally raised her head at this moment, looking indifferently at Zuo Le and meeting his gaze.

"Did you bring me back?" Zuo Le asked, though he already knew the answer, but he still needed to confirm.

"Mm." Tu Mi nodded.

She had no intention of continuing the conversation with Zuo Le, so she put down the book and headed towards the restroom.

Seeing her figure disappear into the bathroom, Zuo Le struggled to sit up, lifted the blanket, and glanced at the simple bandage on her abdomen.

It looked like a large patch on a tattered rag, all dark and grimy, and I had no idea what it was made of.

"never mind."

Regardless of the method, it did manage to heal his wound. Zuo Le had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly thought of the bald man's pistol.

He quickly reached into his waist and pockets, but couldn't find the gun, which made Zuo Le anxious.

"Did she take it?"

As soon as the thought crossed Zuo Le's mind, he wanted to get up and look for it. After all, it was a gun, and regardless of whether the other party intended to threaten him, it was a potential danger.

But when he turned his head, he saw the revolver sitting quietly on the bedside table, still stained with blood.

Staring at the pistol, he realized that he seemed to be judging others by his own standards once again.

However, he doesn't have any stupid thoughts like self-reproach, nor does he engage in internal strife.

He remained silent for a few seconds.

After calming himself down a bit, Zuo Le licked his lips. His mouth was dry and he wanted to drink some water, but he found that he was almost unable to move. Any movement caused him sharp pain.

He hesitated whether to ask Tu Mi for help.

Looking towards the toilet, I suddenly heard the sound of running water from the shower.

When Zuo Le realized that Tu Mi was taking a bath, he was momentarily taken aback:

"Take a shower? Does she think this is her home?"

Although this wasn't the first time this had happened, he still felt somewhat speechless and could only silently wait for Tu Mi to finish her bath.

When the toilet door opened, Zuo Le subconsciously looked in that direction.

Steam seeped out from under the door, and Tu Mi stepped out of the bathroom barefoot, once again letting Zuo Le see her fair toes.

Perhaps because of the steam and heat, they looked a bit redder than yesterday.

If it were just feet, it wouldn't be a big deal, but then the girl's naked body came into view, instantly freezing Zuo Le in place, making him forget what he was about to say.

"Holy crap..."

Tu Mi's damp white hair hung down her shoulders, with water droplets gathering at the ends, sliding down her almost transparent skin.

She wasn't even wearing a bath towel.

With his back to Zuo Le, he seemed completely unconcerned about exposing himself, and made no attempt to pull or cover up, allowing someone to feast their eyes.

However, Zuo Le noticed a clear, fresh wound on Tu Mi's left wrist.

"Her wrist..."

Zuo Le recalled the smell of blood around her mouth yesterday, but couldn't be sure.

She stared at the wardrobe, her empty eyes seeming to see right through the doors.

After glancing at it, Tu Mi quickly opened the cabinet on the left and took out a white T-shirt belonging to Zuo Le and put it on.

After tidying her wet hair, she turned around and looked at Zuo Le.

Her eyes were clearly beautiful, yet they were utterly empty—not indifferent, but truly empty, devoid of any girlish emotion or shyness.

Even if she were almost naked in front of him, she wouldn't care.

Like the desolate Gobi Desert in winter, it's not just cold, there aren't even trees or snow.

Tu Mi walked around the table to Zuo Le's bedside. She was still covered in water stains, but she simply smoothed the hem of her T-shirt with her hand and sat down.

Then she raised her hands to wring out the water from her hair, but this action exposed the wide sleeves of her T-shirt.

Zuo Le stared for several seconds before finally speaking:

"Tumi..."

"Hmm?" The girl turned her head.

"You're wearing this?"

"how?"

"Hmm...it might expose you."

Tu Mi lowered her head and glanced at her chest and cuffs, then lowered her hands.

"I didn't mean to show off."

"I know, I mean..."

You saw it?

"Uh, sorry."

"Just don't fantasize about me with your lewd thoughts," Tu Mi said calmly; this was her only request.

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

Zuo Le didn't know how to refute for a moment, but Tu Mi spoke up again.

Do you have any new underwear?

"Huh? What?"

As a time traveler, Zuo Le felt like he couldn't keep up with the girl's train of thought.

"If you don't have any, then it's fine. You don't have to wear it." Tu Mi remained calm.

However, Zuo Le had already realized what was happening, and he pointed to the lower left corner of the cabinet:

"There are some new underwear there, but they're all men's. You'll have to make do with these for now."

"Ah."

Tu Mi nodded, then got up and walked to the cabinet. After taking out new underwear, she put it on in front of Zuo Le.

Then, she took out a pair of Zuo Le's underwear and put them on.

However, because Tu Mi was so slender, neither her underwear nor shorts fit her well and they would always slide down.

So much so that Tu Mi had to pull up her pants every now and then, which was a little comical.

Previously, Zuo Le couldn't understand the concept of a "three-no girl" (a girl with no material possessions, no emotions, and no social status), only feeling that it was a fantasy of otaku. But looking at the girl in front of him, he suddenly understood what a "three-no girl" meant.

Of course, there's another prerequisite: it has to be pretty enough.

Only after she was dressed did Zuo Le slowly speak:

"Thanks for yesterday."

Upon hearing Zuo Le's thanks, Tu Mi showed no obvious emotional response, simply staring at him with her head tilted to the side.

"Hmm, should I go out then?"

Zuo Le shook her head. No matter what, Tu Mi had saved her life. Even if she was cold-hearted and unwilling to get involved in other people's affairs, she knew she shouldn't send her away at this time.

She must be from a prominent family, and perhaps she has her own reasons for not wanting to go back.

"No need, you can stay."

Tu Mi nodded, pondered for a moment, and then spoke:

"There's one more thing..."

"Just tell me what it is," Zuo Le said frankly.

"We've finished the instant noodles," Tu Mi said, pointing to the kitchen.

That's it??

You should know that last night he was involved in the Black Snake Gang's fighting, disposed of the corpses, and appeased the people who were drinking and fattening up.

He killed four people in a row, demonstrating unparalleled decisiveness and courage.

And after looting the bag and getting back several thousand dollars, how could he be stumped by a bowl of instant noodles?

Zuo Le spoke, speechless yet confident:

"It's okay, I'll treat you to dinner later, anything is fine."

Tu Mi looked up at him and shook her head slightly: "You can't invite him."

"why?"

"You have no money."

"How could that be? What about the money I brought back last night?" Zuo Le asked instinctively.

"It was used to treat your injuries."

"But……"

"I've searched all your belongings and looked on your person, and you really don't have any money left," Tu Mi answered truthfully.

Zuo Le: ? ?

Chapter 9 I Understand

Damn it, there's a thief!

Can't you do something about Mirror Sky Academy?

No, no thief would be as brazen as her; this is practically robbery.

The little bit of goodwill that had just been built up vanished in an instant, and Zuo Le roared in anger:

Are you even human?

"I am a human being," Tu Mi affirmed.

"I brought back several thousand yuan yesterday. What did you buy that cost so much?"

"I didn't spend your money; I'm using your money to save your life."

Upon hearing this answer, Zuo Le was speechless. Someone else used his money to save his life, so it couldn't be considered wrong!

The question is, did she really spend money to save her life?

This matter is probably impossible to investigate further.

"If you put it that way, it seems like I actually made a profit, buying a life for a few thousand dollars."

"Yes, indeed." Tu Mi nodded.

"It seems my advice before I left yesterday has resulted in good deeds being rewarded," Zuo Le joked.