Obediently trailing behind Teacher Xi, Qiu Li’er kept her gaze fixed on the flaxen hair flowing down her back.

Forget the eerie aura for now—even that single ponytail spilling over her shoulders felt dangerously alluring, enough to make anyone nervous.

But no matter what, she was a woman who made Qiu Li’er’s heart skip. After all, Qiu Li’er had always had a soft spot for this type.

Across the vast grassland, Xi Kefeng in her crimson dress stood out like a tiny, ever-burning flame—subtly threatening to swallow the fox girl trailing behind her.

“I didn’t believe you’d lost your memory at first,”

Xi Kefeng turned, studying her carefully. “But now I’m halfway convinced. You’re like a newborn Little Fox—so different from before it’s staggering.”

*As a fox girl, I should apologize for looking like an actual little fox…*

Qiu Li’er muttered inwardly, then asked, “Teacher Xi… what kind of fox was I before?”

“No need to be so formal. Relax,” Xi Kefeng smiled, her expression turning nostalgic.

“In my memory, the old Qiu Li’er was far duller. She wore a ‘keep your distance’ look around everyone. Cute, yes—but always alone. Honestly? A bit antisocial.”

*Antisocial, my foot.*

Qiu Li’er’s lips twitched slightly. Guiltily, she lowered her ears.

*Heh.*

Would an “antisocial” girl have a hundred thousand online followers?

Every night, clockwork posts: chest out, hips swaying—a single seductive photo sparking yet another night of restless fantasies for a hundred thousand fans.

“And you used to be sharper. Now you just seem… adorably clueless,” Xi Kefeng added with a chuckle.

“Eh~ Sorry for getting dumber…”

Afraid of scolding, Qiu Li’er apologized meekly.

“Pfft! Enough cuteness,” Xi Kefeng wagged a finger, still smiling. “Serious talk: do you remember any magic or martial arts? Forgetting would be troublesome.”

“Ah, well…”

Qiu Li’er forced a smile. “Teacher Xi, I really forgot everything. Could you… maybe cut me slack for next week’s match?”

“Forget? Then relearn.” Xi Kefeng’s gentle smile delivered cruel words.

“Amnesiac students came before. All re-mastered their skills swiftly. So no—I can’t make exceptions for you.”

Qiu Li’er lowered her head in silence.

Don’t judge a book by its cover. She’d seemed a wise, gentle older sister—turned out rigid, even a little intimidating.

*Sigh. What now?*

Panic surged inside. She could already picture her game-over animation.

No one expected Little Fox—the one Teacher Xi pinned hopes on—to fall at the first match… No, she’d be mercilessly mocked.

[Impossible? You haven’t even asked me yet.]

*System! My hero!*

Gratitude bloomed in her heart—and sure enough, a *ding-dong* chimed in her ears.

[To help Little Fox excel, this merciful system offers four tasks…]

[Task ①: Slap Xi Kefeng. Say: “The hell?! I couldn’t care less about your lousy privileges! Scram!” Reward: High-tier spell ×1, high-tier martial art ×1, awakened ability “Resurrection”]

[Task ②: Pin Xi Kefeng down. Say: “Woman… One last chance. Are you sure you’ll reject this young lady?” Reward: Mid-tier spell ×1, mid-tier martial art ×1, awakened ability “Underdog Triumph”]

[Task ③: Hug Xi Kefeng’s leg. Plead: “Please, Teacher Xi~ Be kind about the match! Do anything to me if you cut me slack ❤” Reward: Low-tier spell ×1, low-tier martial art ×1, +50 Strength]

[Task ④: Bow deeply. Say: “I understand, Teacher. I’ll study hard!” Reward: +50 Magic Power, +200% learning efficiency for 7 days]

*Ciao! These weird tasks again?!*

Qiu Li’er groaned inwardly, rapidly weighing pros and cons.

*How are spells/martial arts rewarded?*

[Randomly selected from all options—mastered instantly. Want a giant roulette wheel visualized?]

*Ah… no thanks.*

Task ① meant hitting her teacher. And “Resurrection”? Basically a death sentence!

Task ④? Out. Effort was the whole reason she sought leniency.

So the choice was clear…

…

Watching Little Fox’s dazed face, Xi Kefeng sighed softly and shook her head with a smile.

Now that Qiu Li’er was truly back, she could finally relax.

Both Qiu Li’er and Xi Xi were children she worried over deeply. One now adorably clueless; the other clever, mischievous—far too experienced for twelve.

Most importantly? Both utterly cute.

If they ever met… would this Little Fox get bullied by that little rascal Xi Xi?

Xi Kefeng recalled last night’s photo Xi Xi showed her. Honestly? She liked that style… but if Qiu Li’er posed…

*No. What am I thinking?*

She shook her head. Qiu Li’er had just left the hospital—still a blank slate radiating pure “cuteness,” not a hint of mature “sexiness.”

How could she ask such an innocent Little Fox to pose like that?

Then—a dangerous thought flickered.

*What if… I took the photos myself…*

Before it settled, something collided with her. She stumbled, nearly falling.

Qiu Li’er, head bowed, clung to her in an awkward hug—two distinct warm, soft pressures unmistakable against her.

Nearby trainees noticed.

“Whoa! Teacher Xi and Qiu Li’er are hugging!”

“No way!”

“Nonsense! Qiu Li’er ambushed her!”

“Teacher Xi didn’t resist… Are they secretly close?”

“Yuri power! Forbidden teacher-student romance is peak!”

Elsewhere, Nan Shi froze, turning to Yuenina. “Didn’t you say… we can’t let anyone snatch away our Little Fox?”

Yuenina: “…”

Was Little Fox being snatched… or was she the one doing the snatching?