Chapter 86: This School Is Not Worth Staying In

"The girl you mentioned... is it Xia Qingyao?" Cheng Feng was a little surprised.

He hadn’t expected that during the days he was away for the competition, she had come to his apartment.

"Ah... so her name is Xia Qingyao? I didn’t know that, I didn’t ask her name at the time."

Xue Ju awkwardly scratched her cheek. "I’m not sure if it was her."

"It must have been her."

Since the girl claimed to be his class monitor, Cheng Feng was certain it could only be Xia Qingyao. Besides, in the entire class, she was the only one who knew his home address.

Cheng Feng asked, "Did she come to see me for some reason?"

"It seemed to be because you often don’t go to school," Xue Ju tilted her head, puzzled. "By the way, you’re actually still a student? I never would have guessed."

It was her first time meeting someone who was both a high school student and a demon hunter.

"So, she came all the way to my house because I wasn’t attending class and she couldn’t reach me?" Cheng Feng curled his lips, "Xia Qingyao is as meddlesome as ever."

"Well, I think..."

Xue Ju blinked innocently. "She cares about you, doesn’t she? I remember humans put special emphasis on their studies. Since you’re always absent, she must have come for your sake."

A truth that pierced straight through.

Her words made perfect sense, but Cheng Feng didn’t care much.

He pondered for a moment, suddenly feeling that his identity as a high school student was becoming a nuisance.

Now that he’d officially become a demon hunter for the Disaster Association, his studies no longer mattered.

Perhaps tomorrow, he’d go to school, handle his withdrawal paperwork, and finally sever ties with student life.

This school, it was just as well to leave.

As for the whereabouts of the Black Yaksha, that was important too. For now, he’d let Xue Ju investigate.

Tomorrow, they’d each go about their business... first, he’d settle the school withdrawal, then help Xue Ju search for the Black Yaksha.

...

The next day.

Sunshine poured down, the sky cloudless and bright.

Within the teaching building of Greenleaf High, things were far from calm.

A few days earlier, at the city-wide broadcasted promotion tournament held on the sports plaza, Cheng Feng had made his debut before the crowd, revealing his true identity as a demon hunter.

The news that Cheng Feng was a demon hunter had blasted through Greenleaf High like a bomb, leaving his classmates and teachers stunned.

The reason was simple: until then, Cheng Feng had been considered a hopeless troublemaker at school.

His grades and behavior had always brought the class down.

The "original" Cheng Feng’s reputation was that of a student who fought daily, ignored school rules, and frequently skipped class—a delinquent.

As a result, Cheng Feng had inherited an indelible negative impression from everyone.

Throughout the school, only Lin Xiaoqin knew the truth. She had been rescued by Cheng Feng when she was kidnapped by vampires, and thus, was the only one aware of his real identity.

She had kept his secret, so no one else knew who Cheng Feng really was.

Cheng Feng, ignoring school rules and never attending class, had prompted the homeroom teacher to consider expelling him.

It was the class monitor, Xia Qingyao, who pleaded on his behalf, temporarily preserving his student status.

Among his classmates and teachers, Cheng Feng’s reputation had long since hit rock bottom—until that day.

On the day of the promotion tournament, Cheng Feng stood on the stage and overturned every negative impression of him.

His public appearance at the sports plaza, broadcast live, finally allowed everyone at school to learn his true identity.

His prolonged absences, his lack of presence at school, were finally explained without a word.

Cheng Feng had joined the Disaster Association. He’d been carrying out missions, hunting monsters, and protecting the city, which was why he’d abandoned his studies.

The truth about Cheng Feng’s identity—hero versus delinquent—was a stark and silent slap in the face for students and teachers alike.

During that time, forums and message boards at Greenleaf High were ablaze, filled with posts and comments about Cheng Feng.

However, Cheng Feng was indifferent to school affairs and remained oblivious to the situation.

During the big break, groups of students clustered together, discussing the explosive news.

In Class One’s classroom, a dozen students gathered, chattering about the promotion tournament from a few days before.

A bespectacled, nondescript boy asked, "Did you all watch the sports center competition a few days ago?"

A chubby boy, sitting on a desk, scratched his head. "Nope, I was sleeping at home. What’s so great about a competition?"

A skinny boy exclaimed, "Fatty, you really don’t know anything. This is a big deal!"

"Huh, what’s the big deal?" Fatty looked confused.

"A student from our class appeared on the competition stage!"

"What? Are you kidding? Only Disaster Association members can compete—how could a high schooler participate?"

"It’s true, I can vouch for it!"

A girl with twin ponytails leaned in. "I was there as a spectator, saw it with my own eyes. The high school contestant was definitely Cheng Feng from our class!"

"No way! Did I hear you right? You mean that Cheng Feng who skips class every day and is always missing? He’s a demon hunter?"

"Fatty, everyone in the school knows—your information is way behind!"

"So Cheng Feng’s an esper? I’ve crossed paths with him before and never noticed. It’s unbelievable."

"Who would’ve thought... He actually joined the Supernatural Disaster Association. Just a high schooler, it’s really surprising!"

A boy spoke with a distinctly sour tone, "I’m curious—this is just too absurd. He’s our age, how is he so exceptional?"

The bespectacled boy echoed his sentiment, "It’s wild, and it looks like Cheng Feng has been in the Disaster Association for a while, keeping it a secret for so long. It’s incredible."

"By the way, did you watch the match?"

The twin-ponytailed girl’s eyes sparkled with excitement. "Cheng Feng’s final match was absolutely thrilling. I watched the whole thing—it was awesome."

"What are you all doing, gathering here and discussing during break time?"

Suddenly, a stern female voice rang out, and everyone froze, turning toward its source.

Xia Qingyao had appeared beside them, unnoticed.

"Oh, class monitor."

The twin-ponytailed girl gossiped eagerly, "We’re talking about Cheng Feng. It’s just so exciting. You watched his match too, right?"

"I did, but that’s not important. Don’t bring up Cheng Feng anymore—what’s done is done," Xia Qingyao said in the tone of a homeroom teacher. "The college entrance exam is coming up soon. Don’t waste your energy on anything else."

"Got it, got it. Class monitor only cares about academics, as always."

Suddenly, from outside the classroom, a surprised voice shouted, "Everyone, come look! Cheng Feng’s at school!"