The Necrophiliac Killer's Probe:

As expected, I can smell it…

It’s faint—not nearly as strong as others—but An Juncheng has truly stepped one foot into the abnormal realm.

How intriguing. I’ll have the maids discreetly investigate what happened around An Juncheng last night.

During class, he kept spacing out, staring intently at Teacher Xiaozhen. Could he be a lolicon? But he never showed interest in her before…

What exactly is he looking at?

I’m getting more curious.

Lan Hua has been watching him too. Did she notice An Juncheng’s abnormality early on? Or is it just a girl’s innocent crush?

Still, staring at Teacher Xiaozhen like that—he shouldn’t fear being called on to answer?

Just as I thought it, he was called.

Heh, just as I expected. He looked utterly unprepared. He hadn’t been listening at all, had he?

Hmm~ Should I help him?

Gaining his favor now seems like a good idea. Heh heh…

“The answer is C.”

So I told him.

Yet after my help, he didn’t turn back to whisper thanks. He just sat down, head bowed like a turtle hiding in its shell.

Not cute at all.

I helped him, and he couldn’t even say a simple “Thank you, Lianbing, you saved me”?

Though annoyed, I grew even more interested in him.

What makes him avoid me so much—even fear me? I must pry the reason from him.

After class, he stayed seated, scanning his classmates with a strange expression.

I approached him. “Um, An Juncheng?”

His shoulders twitched slightly. After a two-second pause, he turned.

“Huh… what do you want?”

Oh~ Has he calmed down? Or is he faking it?

“You snorted while looking at me earlier. Is there something on my face?”

“Ah, no. I didn’t snort because of you. It has nothing to do with you.”

…Not because of *me*? And nothing to do with me?

Fascinating words.

He can ignore *me* to look at *something else*?

I’m confident in my looks.

Men are creatures ruled by their lower halves. When I walk past them, they stare with lecherous eyes. I can read their thoughts: wanting to push me down, take me to a hotel room, toy with me in various positions…

Utterly disgusting.

Though their gazes annoy me, I can’t act just because they stare. Thankfully, they never dare go further—though if they did, I’d kill them first.

But his gaze held zero desire.

Is his sexuality off?

Truly not cute.

Being stared at displeases me, but being ignored displeases me just as much.

For now, I must hide that displeasure and smile.

“Oh, so you didn’t snort because of dirt on my face? What a relief. Thank you, An.”

“I didn’t help at all.”

Hmph… blunt refusal.

He treats even me this way. Does he want no ties with me?

“No, thanks to you, I know my appearance is fine today. Others wouldn’t tell me. After all, you’re the only one brave enough to speak to me like this. Heh heh…”

“That’s because you have no friends.”

Heh.

I’ll kill you, you know?

What’s with him? I never knew he could be this infuriating…

Doesn’t he know how to read the room? Blabbering like that—it’s a miracle he hasn’t been silenced yet.

Huh… stay calm.

Don’t let him control the pace. I must keep the upper hand.

Hmm… so he’s the blunt type.

Beating around the bush won’t work. Since we’re here, I’ll throw a straight pitch.

“Yes… I really have no friends… So, An, will you be my friend?”

“Huh… huh?”

He froze, stunned. Confusion spread across his face—he couldn’t grasp why I’d say that.

Fair enough.

A normal person, after his rude remarks, would vow never to speak to him again.

I’m swallowing my pride to reach out. Be grateful, An Juncheng…

To make sure he heard right, I repeated it deliberately.

“Will you be my friend?”

His mouth opened wider, but no reply came.

So I repeated again.

“I want to be friends with you. Okay?”

Still no response.

Then I noticed Lan Hua watching us from nearby. Ordinary people wouldn’t sense it—she’s skilled at eavesdropping and peeking. Only my sensitivity to gazes caught her stare.

Come to think of it, I still don’t know Lan Hua’s abnormality… Maybe I should…

“Be my boyfriend.”

On the third repeat, I slipped in one extra word, twisting the meaning entirely.

The first two repeats created force of habit, making him think I’d said the same thing again.

“Fine! No need to repeat it so many times, I’ll be your—…………… Huh?”

Heh heh~

Look at that foolish face~

So cute.

I clapped my hands deliberately, loud enough for everyone to hear, and chirped happily, “Wonderful! From now on, you’re my boyfriend. Can I call you ‘Juncheng’?”

Silence fell instantly.

Lan Hua whipped her head around, glaring at me.

Oh dear~ brimming with killing intent. How scary~

Is this betraying a friend? Lan Hua is one of the few girls I talk to… Well, no use regretting it now.

Besides, this feels more fun. Heh heh~

Just then, the bell rang, cutting off what was about to unfold. But the eerie atmosphere lingered.

The next break will bring something interesting, I’m sure.

I can’t wait.

Propping my cheek on one hand atop the desk, I stared~ at the back of his head.

Ah, he’s scratching it. Scratching it.

He looks so troubled. Heh heh~

I watched An Juncheng’s distress with delight. I could almost smell the frustration wafting from him. Making his emotions swing wildly because of me felt thrilling.

Notably, Lan Hua—who always watched An Juncheng—now fixed her gaze solely on me. Her eyes held confusion, betrayal, and a trace of killing intent… Oh~ this is what they call “going dark,” isn’t it?

Oh my, could Lan Hua grab a kitchen knife and come after me in a rage?

If she does, I’ll likely kill her back.

Being watched while ignoring the watcher—it’s oddly amusing.

After a while, An Juncheng calmed down and sat motionless.

Oh… he composed himself so quickly? His mental resilience is higher than I thought.

That means he’s already decided how to handle my confession.

Which path will he take? Joyfully accept like shallow men? Solemnly reject? Or pretend to accept while scheming something else?

Full of anticipation, I waited until the bell rang.

The moment it did, he stood up and bolted out of the classroom in three strides.

I didn’t expect this. I froze for a second before calling out, “Juncheng!”

But he was already gone…

He chose to *flee* from me!