Chapter 38 - Fox Dove and Turtle
Chapter 38 of "High School of Demon Hunting" begins revealing: A pigeon cooed cautiously, eyeing the fluffy little fox in front of it.The pigeon was... Continue the adventure!
A pigeon cooed cautiously, eyeing the fluffy little fox in front of it.
The pigeon was pure white, without a hint of other colors; its eyes were lively and pitch black, its claws a tender yellow, looking exceptionally clean.
In contrast, the little fox opposite it also had white fur, but with light blue patterns streaked across it.
At this moment, the little fox was twiddling its paws, flicking its large tail, and nonchalantly attempting to touch the pigeonâs head.
The pigeon was the pet of a little girl in pink clothing.
It had flown from who-knows-where and perched on the girlâs shoulder after she had taken her seat, cooing incessantly.
The fox was Poseidon.
Originally weary from the journey, Poseidonâs mood had lifted slightly upon seeing the new little bird next to him.
The pigeon spread its wings slightly, held its head up high and stared at the mischievous little fox nearby.
Its throat emitted urgent cooing sounds of warning.
The pigeon had not been de-beaked, so its beak was very sharp.
The semi-transparent keratin layer of its beak showed an orange hue under the sunlight.
The little fox carefully withdrew its paw, looked at Zheng Qing with an aggrieved whimper, tucked back its tail, and deflated.
Zheng Qing let out an awkward laugh.
He had not yet recovered from the shock earlier.
Turning his head, he gave the little girl another look, finally he couldnât help but ask, âAre you really going to the top university as a freshman?â
The little girl pouted her mouth and didnât answer, much like the pigeon on her shoulder.
âSorry, Iâm just a little shocked.â Zheng Qing, feeling a bit abrupt, apologized sincerely.
He took out a snack box from his bag, opened it, and offered it to the little girl.
âWould you like some snacks?â
In the box were pine nuts, hazelnuts, figs, peas, peanuts, and other dried fruits; Zheng Qing had bought them all from Hui Collation.
They were all shelled and very convenient to eat.
Before the little girl could answer, her pigeon had already jumped onto Zheng Qingâs wrist and eagerly took a melon seed in its beak and gulped it down.
Now it was the little girlâs turn to be awkward.
âMy name is Li Meng.
I was admitted to the first top university, Jiuyou Academy.
This is my admission notice.â The little girl took out a hard-shell admission notice from her backpack and showed it to Zheng Qing.
The admission notice had a triangular symbol encased in a circle, the symbol of the top university.
âIâm from Jiuyou Academy too, Astronomy Class 08-1, Zheng Qing.â He shoved the snack box into Li Mengâs arms, and complimented her: âYouâre amazing!
I thought the school only admitted students above 18.
I didnât expect this at all.â
âIâm also from Astronomy Class 08-1.â Li Meng excitedly replied, munching on a piece of pistachio.
âI fell asleep during my night study class and ended up being pulled into the exam hall of the top university.
My interviewer told me that Iâm probably the youngest examinee in the recent century!â
The little girl looked at Zheng Qing with a proud face, as if waiting for compliments.
âThatâs amazing!â Zheng Qing laughed and applauded but couldnât resist asking, âWhy only âprobably the youngest examinee of the recent centuryâ?
Are there any younger than you?â
Li Meng pouted and shook her head, indicating she had no clue.
âBecause among the students admitted this year, thereâs another twelve-year-old freshman.
Heâs the youngest enrollee of the top university in the past hundred years.â The boy with a watermelon head haircut jumped into their conversation.
âTwelve years old!â Zheng Qing was stunned, âWhich academy is he from?
Does the school allow such young students?â
âIâm also twelve years old!â Li Meng shouted discontentedly, âWhy is he the youngest one?â
The round-faced boy with the watermelon head haircut glanced at the box of dried fruits in Li Mengâs arms.
âIâm sorry, I didnât ask for your name?â Zheng Qing obediently took out another box of dried fruits and offered it to Watermelon Head, âYou should try these.
This is the dried fruit fried by Grandma Song at Hui Collation.
Itâs very delicious.â
âHui Collation?â Watermelon Head looked at Zheng Qing closely, silently pinched a walnut, and threw it into his mouth. SŃarch* The NovŃlĆire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
By the side, the pigeon and Poseidon were tangled up in Li Mengâs arms, waiting patiently for the little girl to choose delicious dried fruits for them.
Li Meng was happily stroking Poseidonâs fluffy fur and occasionally scratched its ears.
Zheng Qing snorted as he side-eyed the little rascal, Poseidon.
âXiao Xiao, Xiao as in Xiao Se (melancholy), and Xiao as in Laughter.â The Watermelon Head boy finished eating his dried fruit, dusted his hands, reopened his heavy hard cover notebook on the small table, flipping through it while quickly saying, âI am also a freshman at Jiuyou Academy.
In fact, all the new students in this cabin belong to Jiuyou Academy.â
âThis year, the top university has two very young enrollees, both twelve years old.
One girl, our little lady right here, and another boy named Lin Guo, was admitted to Alpha Academy.â Xiao Xiao glanced at Li Meng and adjusted his glasses, âThe reason he ranks before you is because Lin Guo was admitted without examination.
In fact, he could have entered the school when he was ten years old, but due to his age, the school postponed his enrollment.â
âDonât call me little lady, call me college student!â Li Meng protested loudly.
Xiao Xiao didnât reply, he just lowered his head and tugged at his trouser leg.
Zheng Qing noticed a turtle, the size of a palm and with a dull shell color, crawling out from under Xiao Xiaoâs seat.
It was biting his trouser leg, stretching its neck, and tugging hard.
Xiao Xiao sighed, picked up the turtle and placed it on his lap, asking for some pine nuts from Zheng Qing.
The turtle looked very old.
Its eyes were cloudy with white film growing at the corners, its rough skin was crumpled with a multitude of fine wrinkles, and its dull yellow shell appeared as if it had been struck hard, revealing many cracks.
Poseidon, as if having found a new toy, broke free from Li Mengâs arms, jumped into Xiao Xiaoâs lap, and pressed both its front paws hard on the old turtle.
The old turtle casually savored the pine nuts, completely ignoring the jumpy thing on its back.
It only swayed its head, expressing slight annoyance when Poseidon tried to nibble on its head.
âPoseidon, come back!â Zheng Qing felt a little embarrassed, leaned over, grabbed the struggling little fox back into his arms, and gently pinched its cheek, âStay put!â
Poseidon whined, swinging his large tail all over, resolutely uncooperative.
âPoseidon!
Such a powerful name.â Li Meng was combing her pigeonâs feathers with admiration in her eyes, âUnlike my Xiao Bai, I had named it so simply at first.
I couldnât even change it later.â
Zheng Qingâs mouth twitched as he watched the pigeon standing tall and proud.
It was very satisfied with its own name.