The night breeze drifting through the hallway of the apartnt building made Ke Mingye shiver and tuck his shoulders in as he shoved his hands back into the pockets of his windbreaker.
"Speaking of which, Magic Girls really don't feel cold?"
He said this as he stepped into the house.
"No, the Cot Fragnt inside a Magic Girl's body cos with a temperature regulation feature."
After Bai Zini walked in, Ke Mingye uttered an "Oh," casually shut the door, blocking the chilly night air, and was t with a sowhat noisy warmth.
It felt like a different world.
Ke Mingye sighed softly, took off his shoes and windbreaker, and casually hung the coat on a hook near the entrance.
He slowly walked through the dim entrance hall, glancing at the several figures sitting on the couch.
He paused montarily, then walked to the side of the head covered in white hair that seed so touchable, and said softly, "Happy birthday, Zi Ling."
After he finished speaking, Ke Mingye placed a delicately small gift box gently on top of Bai Ziling's head, resting it on her soft white hair. The box slid down her hair gently, as if it were sliding down a snowy slope.
Just before the box was about to fall off, she reached up and caught it.
"You got back so late..."
Bai Ziling spoke softly, her eyes downcast at the gift box. She set it on the couch but didn't look up at him.
"Was playing basketball with friends."
Ke Mingye replied, shrugging slightly, "Uh... I intended to take a taxi, but got caught in a traffic jam on the way, otherwise I wouldn't have co back this late. Quite unlucky."
"So, did you end up winning or losing in the end?"
Ke Yinzhi slightly curled her lips, idly organizing the clutter on the table as she asked.
"Uh... I guess you could say we won."
Ke Mingye replied nonchalantly, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, turning his face toward Yuri and stroking its fur as he continued, "To be precise, we hadn't finished the ga when the basketball court was taken over by others. I still feel sowhat unsatisfied."
"Wow, so you didn't actually determine a winner? Ke Mingye, you consider that a win for yourself?"
Bai Qiuwu turned to look at him, finding it sowhat amusing to ask.
"Let's just call it a draw then."
Ke Mingye spread his hands, unconcerned.
"That's the competitive spirit of teenagers."
"Ah, say whatever you want."
After finishing, Ke Mingye looked around and didn't see Ke Youqing.
So he asked, "Speaking of which... where's dad? Didn't he vow this morning that he'd be ho on ti tonight, even if he had to quit his job?"
"Dad just went out; he should be back soon."
Bai Zini said as she ca down from the stairs; she had just gone up to find Bai Wenna, who had said she'd be down soon.
"What did he go out for, to buy cigarettes?" Ke Mingye looked up at her, asking curiously.
"He said he was going to look for you since you were back so late."
As she spoke, she sat down on the couch.
Ke Mingye was slightly surprised, moved up from the carpet, patted Yuri's fur off his pants, and then sat next to Bai Zini, asking quietly:
"So what did you tell dad about where I had been?"
He thought: If dad really took the ti to investigate where I had been just now, he would quickly find many suspicious points in my whereabouts.
In fact, Ke Mingye wasn't very keen on letting his dad know about his identity right now.
Because, for the ti being, everything was going smoothly: even without disclosing his identity to his dad, he had already attracted his attention and received his protection.
So, if he were to reveal his identity now, it might actually have a negative effect: given his dad's personality, there's a good chance he would give up on using Ke Mingye as bait to lure out the Tikeeper.
That would ruin all the plans he had so far.
He couldn't allow that to happen, so keeping it from his dad was actually a good thing.
Of course, he was also curious about what his dad would think the day after, when he was actually made to appear dead by the Tikeeper and his dad finally saw his face after removing the blue owl mask.
Won't old man just turn evil and go completely mad?
But on second thought, that seed normal since Che Zhengchen had also said that Qing Ya was already teetering on the edge of a ntal breakdown.
Ke Mingye shrugged off the thought, anyway, what happened next wasn't his problem.
After all, if a fake death scenario was actually brought about, he wouldn't have to stay in this family under the identity of Ke Mingye anymore, which would be a relief.
Then, he would leave Huanjing, simply as a player completing his mission.
When he t the Bai Ke family again, it might already be the ti for the final battle: by then, thousands of superhumans would have perished, and they would be among the casualties.
Perhaps, he wouldn't even need to take action personally, or et them again, as they might have already been taken down by other players by that ti.
Ke Mingye thought this to himself, his gaze shielded by his drooping bangs.
"What are you thinking about?" Bai Zini looked at him helplessly and asked, "When Dad asked where you were, of course, I said I didn't know."
"Really?"
Ke Mingye lifted his head, looking a bit skeptical.
On hearing this, Bai Zini got sowhat annoyed and said, "Of course it's true, what, did you think I would betray you to Dad? Besides,", she paused, her mouth dropping open in surprise as she looked at Ke Mingye, "Ah! You weren't secretly betraying to our family, were you? That would explain why you're so wary!"
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