Chapter 582

"You bastard, come over here——"

"Xing was pressed onto the table by Sanyue Qi, and the remaining banana pie was shoved hard into her mouth."

"After tasting the bitter fruit of their own actions, the three noticed someone blocking the road ahead—two Discipline Department students were apprehending those not wearing uniforms."

"Upon seeing Xing and the others, the leader, radiating aggression, strode over and bluntly said, "Huh? Why aren't you wearing your uniform? Points deducted!""

"Xing didn't indulge him either: "I'm not wearing it—what can you do about it?""

""Well well, rebelling, huh? Which college are you from? What's your name?""

"A bystander who recognized Xing quietly warned him, and upon learning Xing's identity, the previously arrogant Discipline Department student instantly deflated like a punctured balloon."

""What—what, a shareholder of Pinokangni?!""

"Xing smiled, the corner of her mouth curving in an arc even more bent than a banana, like dark clouds pressing over the city, making the Discipline Department students tremble."

""Classmates, I was just joking. Come on, come on—never mind the stall ahead; you three can come to my place!""

"Dan Heng, too lazy to argue, asked, "What's the deal with the student you mentioned who broke school rules?""

""Ah, it's just a suspicious-looking guy who's been scribbling randomly. He wears weird clothes, a glowing scarf, and spouts nonsense.""

"Sanyue Qi, feeling a bit embarrassed, pointed at the pink-haired girl standing not far behind them and said, "Um… you mean that person up front?""

"Hearing the sound, the two turned their heads and instantly let out a sharp burst: "*Academy faction profanity*, it's her! We've found you! Now let's see where you run!"

"Luan Po stood there with a dark-skinned girl; seeing the people coming to capture her, he felt no panic, only a sigh: "…'Skill Music Ninja Trainee,' our leisurely days seem to be ending.""

""Yes, the Luanran Ninja Warrior. These are the martial enforcers of this place… no, they're the vicious spirits summoned by our sins.""

"Luan Po looked up at the sky with sorrow: "Alas, alas… no matter how swift the ninja's steps, they cannot escape karmic retribution.""

"——"

"Psychic Power 100%."

""How ridiculous—the principal keeps going on about 'freedom' and 'diversity,' yet in practice he even dictates whether students wear uniforms… tsk.""

"The little dimple floating on Long Tao's shoulder spat in disgust; such a hypocrite is truly loathsome—perhaps they just want students to think 'freedom' is a sham, and that wasting time is the real goal?"

""…So even in college we have to wear uniforms?" Long Tao lowered his gaze to his neat uniform, brows furrowed in disappointment."

"Ling Huan patted the boy's shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, Long Tao—college isn't that rigid, but it's not completely free either. That stuff about no exams, no classes? Mostly just nonsense. As long as you finish your coursework, you can do whatever you like.""

""Besides, college clubs and activities are rich—you might even find a girlfriend to date after class.""

""Romance?""

"When romance came up, Long Tao's face flushed—though he had a secret crush, he'd never confessed, let alone dated… it all felt too far away."

"Ling Huan gave a mischievous grin and nudged Long Tao's waist with his elbow: "How's that? Starting to look forward to it? Actually, once you're in high school you can start dating—just don't let the teacher catch you. As for college, it's even freer… but forget it, this is too early for you; wait till you get to high school first."

"——"

"The female student ninja's remark earned Luan Po's admiration for her awareness, acknowledging she had half‑stepped into the realm of the ninja warrior. But her identity was quickly exposed by the Discipline Department—she was merely a performing arts club student pretending to accompany Luan Po."

""I merely happened to cross paths with the Skill Music Ninja Trainee, but I'm not alone. My companions—" Luan Po glanced at Xing and the others standing nearby—"are this group of nameless ninjas.""

""Um, are they people you know?""

"Xing, embarrassed, raised a hand to her forehead: "…I hope not.""

"After confirming that the off‑campus girl was an acquaintance of the shareholder, the Discipline Department immediately changed attitude and slipped away. Seeing Xing arrive, Luan Po was also delighted: "Bat‑ninja, long time no see—what a fateful coincidence! And to the two nameless ninjas, nice to meet you; I am the Luanran Ninja Warrior, AKA Luan Po.""

""Nameless ninjas? You mean nameless guests? We do have names—I'm Sanyue Qi, and he's Dan Heng." Sanyue Qi introduced enthusiastically."

""What impressive titles—hello, Glass Ninja and Flying Dragon Ninja!""

""Um…" Sanyue Qi didn't know what to do with that."

""I'm Dan Heng.""

""Yes, sir—Flying Dragon Ninja AOI, Lord Dan Heng.""

"Sanyue Qi scratched his head awkwardly: "Um… she's really earnest—what do you call this type? Eighth‑grader syndrome?""

""Kind of a pure‑hearted knight.""

""The galactic world is full of wonders—maybe there really is a 【Ninja Law Planet】." Dan Heng looked at Xing: "Is she the ninja you saw in your dream?""

""Exactly. I and the Bat‑ninja are life‑and‑death comrades on the ninja way; we once faced encirclement in an evil‑spirit illusion, sharing weal and woe."

"——"

"Dragon Clan."

""Ninja planet… surely there's no custom there of disemboweling oneself for failing a mission, right?""

"A sports car sped down the highway; not far off, the neon lights of Roppongi shimmered like a river of stars flowing across the ground. Caesar gripped the steering wheel with one hand and held a glass of Yamazaki 18‑year‑old with the other—this guy wasn't just drunk driving; even while driving he couldn't help glancing at the sky."

""It seems your notion of ninjas is still stuck in the Meiji era," said Chu Zihang, sitting shotgun, expressionless. "This ninja shows no sign of any special technique—spraying paint with dye probably doesn't count as ninjutsu, does it?""

""A single knife hand from her can rattling someone's brain; if it works, it's ninjutsu. Just like iaijutsu, originally a samurai's killing art, is akin to a cowboy's quick draw—who says 'American iaijutsu' isn't iaijutsu? As long as it can kill, it's good iaijutsu.""

""Makes sense," Chu Zihang agreed."

""Still, this girl isn't much like a Japanese ninja—could it be some galaxy‑specific ninja culture? Rather than call her a ninja, she's more like a wandering knight.""

""She's a sea‑patrolling wanderer," Chu Zihang said. "She calls the patrol star deity the 【Great Storm God】; likely, like Boteo, she's a traveler on the patrol path, and that 【Vermilion Ape·Evil Ninja】 she mentions is probably that weird monkey principal—she's probably here to take his life."

"——"

""Eavesdropping on people's conversation isn't exactly proper," Dan Heng said coldly."

""A ninja's super‑hearing can pick up even the sound of a proton decaying; you all talking loudly in front of me doesn't count as eavesdropping.""

""If you claim to be our companion, you ought to state your identity and purpose.""

""Of course, I am here precisely for that—but before that—justice still needs to be served now, and Luan Po will lend his full aid.""