The Senior Student (female) Is Not Human - Chapter 67
Chapter 67: The Slap
【50,000 Nutrient Solution Bonus Chapter】”Harder, then…”
“Did someone hit you?”
The moment the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ saw Xie Shiwei again, her gaze immediately landed on the exaggerated red mark on Xie Shiwei’s left forearm.
The words had barely left her mouth.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ felt something was off…
The pattern of the wound… didn’t it look like she had hit herself?
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ also liked self-harming prey.
First, become the lifeline for these fragile people, then abruptly die in front of them, watching them suddenly break down and go mad.
Then, just as they reached the irreversible brink of self-destruction, the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ would suddenly come back to life:
“Hahahaha, I was just lying to you. A broken, tattered toy like you isn’t even fit to carry my shoes! How could you be worthy of dying with me?”
“So stupid. Next time, remember not to be so easily fooled, okay?”
The taste of a prey’s desperate love transforming into frenzied hatred was something the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ could never forget.
She licked her lips, leaned close to Xie Shiwei, and her voice became soft and gentle:
“Aww, you poor thing. Who was so mean to you? Tell me, and I’ll help you get revenge, alright?”
Xie Shiwei, however, was expressionless, putting her left hand behind her back.
“I did it myself, accidentally.”
She paused, then asked with barely contained exasperation: “Has no one ever told you that your acting is terrible?”
The eyes, black and white like a child’s, held a malice that was nearly coagulating into sludge.
Xie Shiwei felt a chill run down her spine.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’s’ expression froze.
There were plenty of people who envied her beauty and were rude, and she had heard worse insults. But the people who dared to mock her face-to-face all had grass over three meters high on their graves.
She should immediately figure out a way to retaliate against this person who had just humiliated her.
But her anger was disobedient; she couldn’t summon it.
In the end, the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ merely responded with a bland “Oh,” and stopped talking.
Xie Shiwei took out her phone to call a ride. The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ stood by, her face clouded with rage.
It wasn’t until she saw Xie Shiwei hesitantly select the ‘Premium Ride’ option, but not a more luxurious type, that the delayed anger finally found an outlet:
“Does a regular car even deserve to be called a premium ride? What’s so great about a cheap car like that? I’ve never seen such a stingy poor—”
Damn it! There it is again! Why couldn’t she complete the curse words?!
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ grew increasingly agitated.
After a moment of embarrassment, Xie Shiwei quickly regained her composure:
“This is the first time I’ve ever taken a premium ride. Sorry, I haven’t lived such a luxurious life.”
For some reason, the thought that her girlfriend might still be able to resurrect made her less inclined to be generous with this wicked person in front of her.
She glanced at the distance between the driver and their location, her finger hovering near the cancel button: “If you can’t stand it, you go ahead and take a cab, and I’ll ride my bike to meet you.”
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’s’ anger stalled.
…The first time taking a premium ride?
What kind of poor life had her main body been living with this person?
The monster, who could never associate herself with the word “hardship,” found her lips involuntarily curling into a smile the moment she thought about the hardship her main body endured with the girl.
A monster that fed on all the malice in the world couldn’t even curb its cruelty when dealing with itself.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’s’ mood inexplicably brightened.
She quickly changed her mind: “Fine. Since you sincerely invited me to dinner, I’ll mercifully endure it.”
Xie Shiwei looked at the estimated cost of nearly a hundred yuan on her phone and couldn’t understand her “endurance.”
Clearly, the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ couldn’t endure her frugal poverty either.
The moment they entered the upscale restaurant, the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ deliberately released her presence, allowing one wealthy prey after another to approach.
Xie Shiwei watched the waiter add a third chair to their round table and heard a third man’s coarse, smoker’s voice proclaim generously, “I’m paying for this table,” when she suddenly placed her knife and fork down on the porcelain plate.
“Clang”
The sound was not loud, but the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’s’ eyelid twitched.
Greedy prey was accustomed to casting a wide net to hunt, never knowing what “fidelity” was. For her, having multiple prey enter her territory simultaneously was the most time-efficient and effective mode.
But seeing the girl’s expressionless, lowered eyes, the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ actually felt guilty.
No!
Why should she feel guilty? This person never said it was a date, nor did she say others couldn’t join! She hadn’t done anything wrong!
Thinking this, the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ abruptly snapped at the tactless men at the table:
“Did I invite you to sit down?”
“Blind idiots, can’t you see I already have an appointment? Interrupting someone else’s date will bring down divine retribution, got it?”
Xie Shiwei noticed the sudden jealousy in the men’s eyes.
She denied it without changing her expression: “I’m not on a date with you.”
She paused, then stood up and said to the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’: “However, I need you to come with me for a moment.”
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ heard her ungrateful denial and didn’t want to pay her any mind.
But her body wouldn’t obey. A collar she couldn’t see seemed to be attached to her neck, and the chain was in the hands of the refined-looking girl. The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ involuntarily followed the girl into the restroom.
Xie Shiwei quickly hung the “Out of Order” sign on the door and locked it.
When she turned around, the beautiful, large face was pushed close in high definition.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ exhaled like a rare orchid, the rich scent wafting close to the girl’s lips:
“You’re very skilled at bringing people into the restroom. Do you like this kind of setting?”
Xie Shiwei’s thoughts paused. The memory of being picked up like a child in the luxurious restroom of the school library, having her body exposed in front of the mirror, flashed in her mind.
The next second, she closed her eyes, turned her head away, and suppressed the sweet memory.
She asked directly: “Aren’t you afraid of death?”
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’s’ attempt to chase her pink lips halted: “What did you say?”
Xie Shiwei composed herself. Her open eyes were cold and clear.
“I’m asking you, aren’t you afraid of death? Do you know that the probability of women being killed by their partner in intimate relationships is as high as 69%, and that probability increases with the number of people you provoke?”
She looked at the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’: “A beautiful person like you only needs to send a little wrong signal to make those men feel self-important and possessive towards you, and then they’ll arbitrarily define your ‘cheating’ behavior. You are very dangerous.”
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ looked at her with amusement.
How strange.
Since this person had met her main body, shouldn’t she be accustomed to this sort of thing?
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ feigned surprise: “They would actually think that?”
Xie Shiwei subtly inhaled a cold breath.
Her palm suddenly grabbed the woman’s elegant collar, and she yanked this untamed wild dog downwards.
“Didn’t I just tell you to stop acting in front of me?”
Xie Shiwei looked closely into those eyes.
“It seems you know very well.”
She paused, then came to a second conclusion: “You’re doing this on purpose. You want to create misunderstandings.”
“You are truly not afraid of death—”
“How are you so certain they won’t dare to kill you? No. You want them to kill you. How can you guarantee you’ll live? You can’t guarantee it, accidents always happen…”
Even though the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ hadn’t opened her mouth to answer a single question.
Xie Shiwei, relying on her understanding of this person and the instantaneous changes in her expression, proceeded to deduce the answers.
Eliminating all the wrong options.
There was only one truth.
She looked at the face before her, which held an unparalleled, seductive power. Although human aesthetics were diverse and no single beauty could be universally recognized, everyone who saw this face fell for it.
Xie Shiwei murmured: “You want them to kill you because you can’t die, right? What exactly are you trying to gain from death?”
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ stared at her unblinkingly.
This person wasn’t the first human to discover her secret of immortality.
Boring scientists, well-read Taoist priests… countless people knew her true nature.
However.
Developing a desire to explore her was also one of the paths to being seduced by her.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ thought of the Taoist priests who became obsessed and determined to eliminate her, and the researchers who went mad studying her characteristics, eventually becoming her willing servants. A smile spread across her lips.
“Do you want to know?”
She raised her hand, took the girl’s palm, spread her fingers, and placed them around her own neck.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ coaxed enticingly: “Then come and try it. Squeeze hard, until I suffocate, stop breathing, and my heart stops. Then, wait and see, will I come back to life? Hmm?”
She couldn’t adapt to her body’s various abnormal reactions to this person.
For her, the most familiar path was still to seduce the other party as a prey.
Just the thought of tasting the ultimate delight that the main body hadn’t tasted made the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ incredibly excited.
The five fingers grasping her neck were slow to tighten.
She suddenly understood and looked around with her black eyes, “Not enough strength? There are other ways.”
“Fill the sink with water and push my head in. Don’t worry, I won’t struggle… Or do you not like such a quiet method? We can dismantle the wooden stick from that mop over there. How about using that?”
“If you like to see bl00d, the kitchen seems to be nearby. I can help you steal a cleaver—”
Xie Shiwei found her words increasingly outrageous.
She tried hard to pull out the hand that was being held, but failed every time.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ grew more and more excited, her pupils trembling. She even tried to pull Xie Shiwei out of the restroom, ignoring everything else.
Xie Shiwei initially only quietly urged her to stop. But seeing the woman’s expression turn frantic, as if deriving pleasure from her own fantasy, she lost all patience and raised her other hand:
“Slap!”
A crisp slap echoed by the sink.
Xie Shiwei had already softened the force when her palm landed, but a faint red print still appeared on it. She couldn’t help but bite her lower lip.
“Stop talking!” she commanded.
Xie Shiwei’s body trembled uncontrollably, and her voice was nasal: “I said, stop talking!”
She didn’t want to imagine these scenes.
But her brain uncontrollably conjured one death scenario after another with every word the woman spoke, and her heart was being tortured by each of these images.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ gently tilted her head to the side.
Black strands of hair fell over her face like a painter’s shadows.
She slowly turned her head and saw the faint light brimming in the girl’s eyes.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ should have been angry. Even though she had invited the assault, she usually hated these worthless prey who couldn’t resist the temptation and laid hands on her.
But now, seeing the fractured, flickering light in this person’s eyes, she licked her lower lip.
“Ah~ You like to play like this?”
She slowly offered her other cheek: “You’re not strong enough to choke me, but you have enough strength to slap me, right?”
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’s’ extended tongue didn’t retract immediately, instead tracing her lips into a glossy, suggestive line.
“Be fierce. Harder. That’s how you make me feel satisfied, you know?”
But the answer she received was not another slap.
“Pat-ta”
Small raindrops fell from the girl’s doe eyes beneath her black-rimmed glasses.
Xie Shiwei wept uncontrollably at the sight of that face.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ knew perfectly well that Xie Shiwei was only seeing someone else through her. She hadn’t cared, even plotting how to use this similarity to repeatedly tease the girl.
However, at this very moment.
She, the one without a heart, felt a faint, phantom ache where the red mole on her cheek was located.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ unconsciously raised her hand and caught a tear that fell from the girl’s chin.
She saw the pain and distress in those eyes. It seemed she hadn’t even done anything, yet this prey was on the verge of dying from a broken heart.
She should have been happy that this person was shedding so many tears.
But now, the ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ was so irritated that she wanted to kill the person who was making her cry.
—No, not just the intent to kill.
She looked again at the tear-stained face before her. After a long moment of gloom, she found another emotion amidst the overwhelming frustration.
An emotion called jealousy.
The ‘Jiang Xi-yao’ was insanely jealous of the person who could make Xie Shiwei cry so much.