“You really aren’t afraid of losing all your scholarship money, huh…”
Freya shook her head, “And don’t overestimate yourself. Even in Tea Café, you might not be able to enter the lowest-grade Green Tea. If you want to make money in Tea Café, you’d better take a loan and get a full-body medical beauty treatment first. Your body curve, appearance, hair, lips, smell, and various structures such as erotic acupoints all need adjustment…”
Adela looked terrified, “Is it that scary?”
“Let me give you a description.” Freya pointed at herself, “If I go to Tea Café, I’d only be a Green Tea level tea artist at most, and my performance would certainly be mediocre.”
“Has Tea Café become too competitive! Even a bewitcher can only scrape by!?”
“In my opinion, Mud Café is much more competitive than Tea Café. Next time you come with me to Mud Café, I can introduce you to a beastman who is more beautiful than a bewitcher.”
“It’s all the medic’s fault!” Adela clenched her teeth in anger, “In this day and age, even a natural beauty like me can’t make money with my body.”
“That’s why you need to study hard. Sorcerer is the least competitive profession.” Freya started packing up her books, “The Virtual Realm doesn’t care about your ranking, only about whether you are qualified or not.”
Adela got up too, “Let’s go, let’s eat at Salais.”
Salais is a music restaurant near the university. It’s affordable, has a wide variety of dishes, and is very popular with students. It even divides areas into Moon Sugar and non-Moon Sugar zones, so students don’t have to worry about neighboring diners suddenly eating too much sugar and going crazy.
“I’m not going with you.”
“Ah, why? I’ll treat you.”
“I have something to do tonight.”
Adela paused, “Going to Mud Café two nights in a row? You’re so rich?”
“Not going to Mud Café.” Freya propped her chin up, “It’s something I shouldn’t tell you.”
Before leaving in the morning, Ashe had asked for Freya’s schedule and told her to return home as soon as she finished her classes. Freya, feeling responsible for harboring a fugitive, decided to go home first to see how things were.
Adela looked doubtful, then suddenly grabbed Freya’s shoulders, “You’re not dating, are you? Don’t be fooled by those Mud Workers from Mud Café!”
“No, how could it be.” Freya laughed and waved her off, “Have you ever heard of a bewitcher being tricked by the opposite sex?”
Adela thought about it and indeed, since she knew Freya, Freya had frequented more than a dozen Mud Cafés near the university and never been infatuated with a particular Mud Worker—bewitchers are a notorious one-time race, they adore before mating, and despise after, with very few exceptions.
Dating is naturally insulated from bewitchers. They cannot tolerate long-term intimate relationships with the same person.
Adela clicked her tongue, “If you’re not going, I’m too lazy to go to Salais. I’ll go eat at the ‘High Fortune’ buffet then.”
“High Fortune” is the most famous casino near the university. As long as you buy a certain amount of chips, you can enjoy the buffet inside for free. Freya warned, “Don’t lose all your meal money, I don’t have money to lend you.”
“I’m lucky today, don’t curse me!”
After leaving the classroom and parting ways with Adela, Freya silently prayed to the Blood Moon Supreme, hoping they would protect Adela from losing everything—otherwise, Adela would definitely follow her around for free food and drinks.
Adela is her college best friend, a human female with green hair and eyes. Her hobby is gambling. Although she has a serious gambling habit, it’s not uncommon in college—gambling and sex are basically something every student has to experience, and it’s even more likely for them to experience both. As for those ‘wooden people’ who don’t touch either, they are ostracized by everyone.
On the other hand, the proportion of “sugar eaters” among college students is relatively low. Although there is no survey, everyone believes that eating sugar will reduce thinking ability, and sugar eaters basically do not have the academic ability to get into college.
However, Adela is not a gambler who loses her mind to the game. She is so brazen because she has confidence, for her grades are among the best. If she pushes a little harder, she can completely get into the Red Mist Research Institute for postgraduate studies upon graduation. The institute will naturally help her to waive her student loan by then.
In popular terms, she can ‘settle down’ very soon, so naturally she has little concern about the future.
For those like Freya who can’t get into postgraduate studies, they have to pay back their student loans after graduation. If they can’t find a good job to pay back the loan, the bank will introduce them to ‘more profitable’ jobs – such as a tea master at the Tea Café.
How many of her seniors have been transformed into mud workers in the Mud Cafe, specifically catered to the various preferences of the customers…
Lost in thought, Freya returned to her apartment.
In the staircase, she ran into Auntie Mulan from the second floor. As soon as she greeted, her arm was grabbed by the aunt. The fur area on the forearm is a weak point for Bewitchers, and Freya didn’t dare to exert force. She just listened to Auntie Mulan’s chatter: “Freya, don’t trust men. No matter how good they appear, they’re liars. Men fundamentally can’t empathize with women. I was…”
After hearing the classic story of ‘young and beautiful Mulan being deceived by a scumbag man’ again, Freya took advantage of an opportunity to break free and said, “I got it, Auntie Mulan. I’m a Bewitcher, I won’t be deceived by men!”
Auntie Mulan sighed and yelled from behind, “Men love to tie you up with little favors. If he’s unwilling to spend a lot of money on you, he’s a liar!”
Auntie Mulan was quite excited today. Did she encounter the man who cheated her money in the Mud Cafe?… Freya was lost in thought. As she pulled out her key to unlock the door, she suddenly remembered that there was a cult leader living inside.
Speaking of which, why did he ask me to come back early?
What would a cult leader do when no one is around?
Definitely some evil ritual, right?
Did he ask me back to be a sacrifice?
No, the contract last night clearly stated ‘neither party can harm each other’.
Did he lack manpower for the ritual and wanted me to help?
But wouldn’t that turn me from an accomplice into a perpetrator?!
And although the cult leader can’t harm me, which cult leader doesn’t have a few followers? There might be a lot of villains dressed in black robes and holding torches inside!
Even though she thought so, Freya still had to open the door and take a look. If there was danger, she’d run away immediately. This is a city area; an escaped criminal wouldn’t openly chase a female college student on the street, right?
Freya opened the door, her nose twitched slightly, and she smelled the fragrance of food. She walked into the entrance with suspicion and saw Ashe, who was wearing an apron in the small kitchen, busy with the kitchen utensils she had never taken out since she moved in.
Xiao Xian was circling around his feet, meowing from time to time, seemingly wanting to taste his cooking.
Seeing her, Ashe smiled and said, “Sit for a while. I’ll finish the last dish soon, and we can have dinner.”
“Welcome home.”
“You really aren’t afraid of losing all your scholarship money, huh…”
Freya shook her head, “And don’t overestimate yourself. Even in Tea Café, you might not be able to enter the lowest-grade Green Tea. If you want to make money in Tea Café, you’d better take a loan and get a full-body medical beauty treatment first. Your body curve, appearance, hair, lips, smell, and various structures such as erotic acupoints all need adjustment…”
Adela looked terrified, “Is it that scary?”
“Let me give you a description.” Freya pointed at herself, “If I go to Tea Café, I’d only be a Green Tea level tea artist at most, and my performance would certainly be mediocre.”
“Has Tea Café become too competitive! Even a bewitcher can only scrape by!?”
“In my opinion, Mud Café is much more competitive than Tea Café. Next time you come with me to Mud Café, I can introduce you to a beastman who is more beautiful than a bewitcher.”
“It’s all the medic’s fault!” Adela clenched her teeth in anger, “In this day and age, even a natural beauty like me can’t make money with my body.”
“That’s why you need to study hard. Sorcerer is the least competitive profession.” Freya started packing up her books, “The Virtual Realm doesn’t care about your ranking, only about whether you are qualified or not.”
Adela got up too, “Let’s go, let’s eat at Salais.”
Salais is a music restaurant near the university. It’s affordable, has a wide variety of dishes, and is very popular with students. It even divides areas into Moon Sugar and non-Moon Sugar zones, so students don’t have to worry about neighboring diners suddenly eating too much sugar and going crazy.
“I’m not going with you.”
“Ah, why? I’ll treat you.”
“I have something to do tonight.”
Adela paused, “Going to Mud Café two nights in a row? You’re so rich?”
“Not going to Mud Café.” Freya propped her chin up, “It’s something I shouldn’t tell you.”
Before leaving in the morning, Ashe had asked for Freya’s schedule and told her to return home as soon as she finished her classes. Freya, feeling responsible for harboring a fugitive, decided to go home first to see how things were.
Adela looked doubtful, then suddenly grabbed Freya’s shoulders, “You’re not dating, are you? Don’t be fooled by those Mud Workers from Mud Café!”
“No, how could it be.” Freya laughed and waved her off, “Have you ever heard of a bewitcher being tricked by the opposite sex?”
Adela thought about it and indeed, since she knew Freya, Freya had frequented more than a dozen Mud Cafés near the university and never been infatuated with a particular Mud Worker—bewitchers are a notorious one-time race, they adore before mating, and despise after, with very few exceptions.
Dating is naturally insulated from bewitchers. They cannot tolerate long-term intimate relationships with the same person.
Adela clicked her tongue, “If you’re not going, I’m too lazy to go to Salais. I’ll go eat at the ‘High Fortune’ buffet then.”
“High Fortune” is the most famous casino near the university. As long as you buy a certain amount of chips, you can enjoy the buffet inside for free. Freya warned, “Don’t lose all your meal money, I don’t have money to lend you.”
“I’m lucky today, don’t curse me!”
After leaving the classroom and parting ways with Adela, Freya silently prayed to the Blood Moon Supreme, hoping they would protect Adela from losing everything—otherwise, Adela would definitely follow her around for free food and drinks.
Adela is her college best friend, a human female with green hair and eyes. Her hobby is gambling. Although she has a serious gambling habit, it’s not uncommon in college—gambling and sex are basically something every student has to experience, and it’s even more likely for them to experience both. As for those ‘wooden people’ who don’t touch either, they are ostracized by everyone.
On the other hand, the proportion of “sugar eaters” among college students is relatively low. Although there is no survey, everyone believes that eating sugar will reduce thinking ability, and sugar eaters basically do not have the academic ability to get into college.
However, Adela is not a gambler who loses her mind to the game. She is so brazen because she has confidence, for her grades are among the best. If she pushes a little harder, she can completely get into the Red Mist Research Institute for postgraduate studies upon graduation. The institute will naturally help her to waive her student loan by then.
In popular terms, she can ‘settle down’ very soon, so naturally she has little concern about the future.
For those like Freya who can’t get into postgraduate studies, they have to pay back their student loans after graduation. If they can’t find a good job to pay back the loan, the bank will introduce them to ‘more profitable’ jobs – such as a tea master at the Tea Café.
How many of her seniors have been transformed into mud workers in the Mud Cafe, specifically catered to the various preferences of the customers…
Lost in thought, Freya returned to her apartment.
In the staircase, she ran into Auntie Mulan from the second floor. As soon as she greeted, her arm was grabbed by the aunt. The fur area on the forearm is a weak point for Bewitchers, and Freya didn’t dare to exert force. She just listened to Auntie Mulan’s chatter: “Freya, don’t trust men. No matter how good they appear, they’re liars. Men fundamentally can’t empathize with women. I was…”
After hearing the classic story of ‘young and beautiful Mulan being deceived by a scumbag man’ again, Freya took advantage of an opportunity to break free and said, “I got it, Auntie Mulan. I’m a Bewitcher, I won’t be deceived by men!”
Auntie Mulan sighed and yelled from behind, “Men love to tie you up with little favors. If he’s unwilling to spend a lot of money on you, he’s a liar!”
Auntie Mulan was quite excited today. Did she encounter the man who cheated her money in the Mud Cafe?… Freya was lost in thought. As she pulled out her key to unlock the door, she suddenly remembered that there was a cult leader living inside.
Speaking of which, why did he ask me to come back early?
What would a cult leader do when no one is around?
Definitely some evil ritual, right?
Did he ask me back to be a sacrifice?
No, the contract last night clearly stated ‘neither party can harm each other’.
Did he lack manpower for the ritual and wanted me to help?
But wouldn’t that turn me from an accomplice into a perpetrator?!
And although the cult leader can’t harm me, which cult leader doesn’t have a few followers? There might be a lot of villains dressed in black robes and holding torches inside!
Even though she thought so, Freya still had to open the door and take a look. If there was danger, she’d run away immediately. This is a city area; an escaped criminal wouldn’t openly chase a female college student on the street, right?
Freya opened the door, her nose twitched slightly, and she smelled the fragrance of food. She walked into the entrance with suspicion and saw Ashe, who was wearing an apron in the small kitchen, busy with the kitchen utensils she had never taken out since she moved in.
Xiao Xian was circling around his feet, meowing from time to time, seemingly wanting to taste his cooking.
Seeing her, Ashe smiled and said, “Sit for a while. I’ll finish the last dish soon, and we can have dinner.”
“Welcome home.”
