"Is the loli the principal?"

At Yan Lingxuan's blunt question, the little girl in his arms beamed with an innocent, carefree smile.

"I'm not a loli—I'm the principal. I'm Yuan Ye Misaki, head of Valhalla Academy. The greatest person here."

"Really?"

Yan Lingxuan wasn't asking her. He glanced at the others. Bai Lingyue, Yu Xiaozhuo, You Zhen, and Wu Xiuke all nodded in perfect unison, movements sharp as a drilled army.

Su Fangwen, also a transfer student, wore pure disbelief. She hadn't known about the principal.

The two transfers accepted reality. They stared at the little girl—no, Principal Yuan Ye Misaki—with awed eyes.

"Su Fangwen, nice to meet you too. Please take care of me."

"Likewise..."

Anyone would soften their voice facing Yuan Ye Misaki's sweet smile and girlish tone.

"Alright, let's eat lunch together. Today, Misaki wants udon."

Yuan Ye Misaki ordered udon on her Wearable Device.

After ordering, she swayed happily and hummed, just like any kid waiting for food. Problem was, she sat in Yan's lap. He wasn't a loli-con, but... who wouldn't want to kiss such a kawaii girl?

Seeing others stiffen, Yuan Ye Misaki chirped:

"Don't hold back! Order something. Eat lots to grow your chest—like Yue-chan. She's so beautiful today. I really want to kiss her."

So many things to nitpick there.

First, no need to be polite—it wasn't her treat. Valhalla covered all student costs: housing, meals, transport. Only snacks and clothes cost extra.

When she mentioned chest growth, Su eyed the principal's flat chest, then her own. A smug, triumphant grin spread across her face.

And that kiss comment? Yan was stunned by the principal's bold yuri streak. A legal loli into girls' love? Damn. He pictured his sister tangled with a loli. The ultimate sight. Even better in just black stockings!

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

"Haha, absolutely nothing bad! Don't stare like that—I'll get excited."

Why so serious all of a sudden? Had she caught him peeking at her underwear last night while she showered?

"Ah, Principal, could you shift over?"

"Why?"

"Aren't you cramped?"

"Not at all. Does Yan-brother dislike me here?"

Yuan Ye Misaki looked up with big, watery eyes impossible to refuse.

Wait—Yan-brother? That's cheating! Damage overload! Plus, her loli scent was intoxicating. Yan's HP halved instantly.

Across the table, Su watched with utter disdain.

"Skip the 'Yan-brother' thing."

"Don't like it?"

"I do. But you're older than me, right?"

"Nope. Misaki's just ten."

Forced moe? Still cute. Useless though. Yan, a pro sis-con, wouldn't change his nature. But appreciating it occasionally wasn't bad...

"Isn't that Yuan Ye-kun?"

True to form, Yu Xiaozhuo spotted Yuan Ye Yuta immediately.

Everyone turned. Short-statured Yuan Ye Yuta strode into the cafeteria, hands in pockets, eyes upturned, swaggering arrogantly.

A tall student bumped into him accidentally. Recognizing who it was, the boy paled. Under Yuan Ye Yuta's icy glare, he leaped aside, frozen silent.

Other students scattered like ants avoiding camphor. Amusing to watch.

"Yuta, over here!"

Yuan Ye Misaki's shout drew every eye in the cafeteria.

Yuta saw her waving excitedly beside Yan Lingxuan and the others. He halted, spun on his heel, and marched straight out.

"Yuta's still so shy. Runs from his sister. Such a bashful child. He used to sleep in my bed all the time."

Really? That sharp-eyed guy shy? No—he was scared. Yan concluded: this loli wasn't as easy as she seemed. A yandere loli? Damn, her attributes just spiked.

"By the way, Yuta's my little brother. You've met him, right, Yan-brother?"

Had "Yan-brother" stuck already?

Yan stammered:

"Uh, sort of. That guy... Yuan Ye Yuta's your brother? He's sixteen. You can't be younger."

Seeing his sister like this, that sharp-eyed runt probably wouldn't grow taller either. Magic couldn't fix everything. Yan felt oddly balanced.

Magic neared omnipotence, yet some truths stayed unchangeable—like body modification. Since magic's dawn, such experiments failed. Subjects died from Demonic Transformation. Researchers learned: soul and body were inseparable. Alter the flesh, and the mind shattered, triggering Demonic Transformation. Even Mages who quantumized temporarily couldn't permanently reshape themselves. Force it, and risk Demonic Transformation.

"Yan-brother jokes! Misaki's ten. Forever ten!"

Noting the dark glint in her eyes, Yan wisely dropped it.

"Since Yan-brother's my brother, Yue-chan's my sister too! Let's bathe and sleep together, okay? I'm your cute little sister."

Yuan Ye Misaki's eyes sparkled with greedy stars, fixed on Bai Lingyue like she'd pounce any second. Bai Lingyue stayed calm, ignoring her completely. Clearly used to the principal's quirks.

So Lingyue was the real target?

"Nope. Yan-brother's interesting too."

"You read minds?!"

"Magic Power bends to the mind. Reverse it, and the mind affects Magic Power. They mirror each other. Observe Magic Power closely, and you glimpse a Mage's thoughts. Yan-brother has zero defenses—you're wide open."

Yan Lingxuan froze. So all his dirty thoughts were exposed?

"We only see surface thoughts—it's hard to dig deeper. But just now, you imagined Misaki and Yue-chan tangled in just black stockings. Your mind's too active, hehe. Don't worry—only A Class Mages can do this. Only Yue-chan and I saw it."

This was terrible!

Clothed yet feeling naked, Yan's decency crumbled. (As if he had any left?)

"Serves you right," Su smirked. Then she blushed crimson—her own thoughts might be exposed too.

...

...

After lunch, everyone scattered.

Misaki left early for work.

Su Fangwen and the others departed. Only Lingxuan and Lingyue remained.

"Well, see you later, Brother."

See her later? They weren't in the same class. After lessons?

Back in the classroom building, Yan's bladder pressed. He headed for the restroom. At the corridor corner, someone blocked his path.