“This outfit’s a bit too bizarre, isn’t it? Maybe I’ll just pass…”
Xu Fei glanced at himself in the mirror, decked out in flamboyant clothes, barely recognising his reflection.
Bai Feng quickly reached out to stop him. “No, no, no, Brother Fei, you’ve gone through all this trouble to put it on, don’t take it off now! Besides, I think it looks great, and you’ve got me with you, right?”
By then, Bai Feng had changed into her carefully chosen outfit and joined him at the mirror.
When Xu Fei saw them side by side, he realised their costumes were perfectly matched, likely characters from some anime.
“Alright, Brother Fei, it’s about time, let’s hurry to the school!”
Clearly thrilled, Bai Feng checked her watch, grabbed Xu Fei again, and they left the costume shop, hopping into a taxi straight for Tsukibin University.
Xu Fei stayed quiet during the ride, still feeling odd about his outfit.
But once they got off and stepped into Tsukibin University, that awkwardness began to fade.
“See, Brother Fei, pretty impressive, right? And you definitely won’t feel out of place here!” Bai Feng’s words rang true.
Xu Fei looked around, noticing nearly everyone, guys and girls alike, was dressed in all sorts of costumes. With everyone looking similar, he no longer felt embarrassed.
Next came Bai Feng’s photo frenzy, and Xu Fei turned into her dedicated assistant, following her to ensure her safety while doubling as her photographer and more.
After trailing Bai Feng’s whirlwind of fun, she led him to a rest area filled with sweets, tea, and people chatting.
Exhausted, Bai Feng plopped down to rest, and Xu Fei sat beside her. Suddenly, he sensed something off.
“Strange, why’s there a ripple of true qi here?”
Discreetly, Xu Fei activated his clairvoyant vision and soon spotted the source in the bustling crowd—a woman in a black gown, sitting quietly in a corner, saying nothing.
She wore a silver-white wig, and a massive, exaggerated weapon prop rested beside her.
Curious about her identity, Xu Fei felt compelled to find out who she was. A cultivator lurking in the school was clearly a potential threat to Bai Feng.
He gently tapped Bai Feng’s shoulder and whispered, “Bai Feng, who’s that white-haired beauty in the corner? Do you know her?”
Bai Feng turned, spotted the woman, and first gave a playful, curious look before pouting, feigning jealousy. “What’s that supposed to mean, Brother Fei? Am I not pretty enough in this getup? Or are you trying to find me a new sister-in-law right here? I’ll have to call Sister Xue on the spot!”
Hearing this, Xu Fei quickly moved to stop her, snatching her phone and explaining.
