Chapter 134: A Serious Talk and a New Goal

Was she about to be forcefully kissed again?

Faced with Naya slowly closing in, Menglinna felt a hint of relaxation amidst her nervousness.

Oh well, there was nothing she could do to stop her, so she might as well accept it.

As a noble lady at heart, Menglinna closed her eyes in unease. Since resistance was futile, she might as well surrender.

Seeing Menglinna give up resistance, almost tacitly accepting her actions, Naya grew even more delighted and deliberately slowed her approach.

She was like a hunter savoring the thrill of the chase, watching the prey trapped in her net realize it couldn’t escape and could only wait for death—the despair of being slowly captured.

Naya seemed to relish this soft, yielding older sister figure.

She wanted to stretch this moment infinitely, but alas, reality was cruel.

A knock came from outside the room: “Dean, are you in?”

It was Anna!

With a chance to escape, Menglinna immediately shouted, “I’m here, I’m here! What do you need?”

Seeing the relieved expression on Menglinna’s face, Naya felt a twinge of annoyance. Though she inwardly scolded herself for being too cocky, she mentally noted this setback.

She would repay it in full later.

Menglinna, having escaped death, breathed a long sigh of relief.

Under the laws of nature, most creatures have two responses when facing a predator’s threat: fight back and try to escape, or play dead and wait for the predator to let its guard down before fleeing.

From today on, Menglinna learned a valuable lesson: when facing Naya’s threat, playing dead was more useful than direct resistance.

Naya was not one to be a sore loser. Since she let the other seize an opportunity to escape, she gracefully conceded and released Menglinna.

Menglinna rushed to open the door: “Anna, what do you need me for!”

As she spoke, she invited the young nun into the room.

Anna was flattered by such treatment from the dean, but when she saw Naya sitting on a stool, her smile faltered: “Candidate, you’re here too?”

Naya’s face showed displeasure: “Do you mean I shouldn’t be here? Or that only you should be here?”

“No, no,” Anna felt cold sweat forming. “Um, Dean, I’m here to deliver a message.”

Better finish quickly and get out.

Menglinna forced herself to stay calm: “What is it?”

“Doctor Yushi is looking for you; she’s in the reception room. She said it’s about your treatment.”

Ha, that is indeed important. Ignoring the dangerous gaze from Naya behind her, Menglinna said, “Doctor Yushi is an important director at Yana Central Hospital. We can’t keep her waiting. Take me to her!”

Anna didn’t dare to say more; she silently led Menglinna to the reception room, with Naya naturally following behind.

In the reception room.

“As I mentioned before, I’ve found a way to treat your condition, but it requires long-term medication.” Yushi took out a sealed test tube from her bag.

From the outside, the tube contained some crimson liquid, probably an extract of something. Menglinna didn’t want to think about it.

“How long?”

“Three weeks, twice a week,” Yushi pulled out two test tubes. “This week’s dosage. Next week you’ll have to come pick it up yourself.”

“Okay.”

Menglinna took the tubes and gently shook them.

Clearly, it wasn’t just liquid inside, but she tried not to think about the ingredients.

“Should I drink it now?”

“Sure, I can observe the effects.”

With Yushi’s approval, Menglinna hesitated, then opened the stopper.

To avoid becoming a vampire or something, she’d just have to endure it.

She closed her eyes and downed the medicine.

The taste was hard to describe. It wasn’t purely liquid; it felt like a tissue mixed in, sliding down her tongue, making her nauseous. There was a strange sweetness, not sugary, but like the metallic taste of rust.

After she finished, Yushi looked at her expectantly: “How is it? Any thoughts?”

Menglinna answered honestly: “Nauseating, like drinking rotten sewage.”

Yushi’s eyes lit up instantly: “You’ve actually drunk sewage?”

“Who would drink something like that!” Menglinna slumped. “I’m just describing how I feel.”

“Alright, alright,” Yushi suppressed her smile. “Open your mouth; let me see your canine teeth.”

She took out a measuring tape from her bag.

After measurement, Yushi gave her judgment: “Your canine teeth don’t seem to have changed. Maybe the medicine won’t take effect so quickly.”

“Is it really effective?” Menglinna didn’t want to suffer so much for nothing.

“Of course. Just remember to pick up your medicine on time.”

With business done, Yushi packed up and left, leaving Menglinna staring blankly at the remaining medicine.

“I really don’t want to drink this—”

****

In a quiet, empty office.

As nominal dean, Menglinna had her own office, though she rarely used it.

After all, she was essentially an outsider.

“I want to have a serious talk with you.” Facing Nanaya, who followed her everywhere, Menglinna was a bit annoyed.

Not that Nanaya couldn’t follow her, but honestly, Menglinna felt completely monitored.

Some things needed to be discussed openly.

“Of course.”

Nanaya smiled as she sat across from the desk, as if facing a kitten hissing at its owner.

A kitten that only hisses and doesn’t attack.

Menglinna sat down and poured tea for her, carefully choosing her words: “I think, although everyone says we’re a couple, we both know it’s just a misunderstanding, right?”

So that’s what she wanted to talk about.

Nanaya couldn’t help gripping her teacup: “Of course, I won’t deny that.”

Good, they had some common ground. Maybe it wasn’t too late to reason with Nanaya.

So Menglinna carefully selected her words: “Do you want to end this fake relationship, or keep it?”

To be honest, they should have clarified this long ago, but so much time had passed that clarifying now wouldn’t seem like clearing up a misunderstanding. It would seem like announcing a breakup.

Nanaya took a sip of tea: “Can we make this relationship real?”

“Are you serious?”

“What do you think?” Nanaya placed both hands on the table. “Do I seem like someone who jokes a lot?”

“I think you’re under some misconception,” Menglinna analyzed calmly. “No offense, but I think you’re starved for love—for many reasons, like…”

“Like my broken family,” Nanaya naturally took over. “I admit I’m starved for love, so I want to make up for it. Is there a problem?”

She tilted her head slightly to the right and looked up at Menglinna. Undoubtedly, Nanaya knew how to use her loli appearance to gain an advantage.

Menglinna knew that too, so she averted her gaze to avoid being influenced, silently wondering where the girl learned these tricks.

“Of course there’s a problem,” Menglinna glanced at her while sipping tea. “You just want to get care from that senior. That’s not love; it’s just senior’s care for junior.”

“Like family love?”

Menglinna couldn’t help nodding: “Exactly, like family love!”

“Do family members play yuri games?” Nanaya’s eyes held a hint of amusement. “You know, the kind where two people each bite one end of a Pocky stick and eat it together?”

Menglinna’s face flushed slightly. She had indeed done that.

It was because that junior nun was too shy about everything; she wanted to help her loosen up a bit!

It wasn’t just to tease her, really!

“We were young and didn’t know better…”

“Didn’t know better, so no responsibility. Children sure have it easy.”

The blatant sarcasm left Menglinna utterly defenseless. All she could do was apologize: “I’m really sorry.”

“Here we go again with the boring apologies,” Nanaya pouted. “Let’s drop the past. We’re not kids anymore, are we?”

“Then I definitely won’t do such things now,” Menglinna quickly raised her hands in surrender. “Doing that now means taking responsibility!”

Nanaya gave her a resentful look: “So the only thing stopping you from doing bad things is whether you need to take responsibility? You’re such a player, Sister Meng.”

Menglinna weakly defended herself: “I’ve never done such things with anyone else…”

“So it’s not love?”

“Of course not!”

No matter what, Menglinna wouldn’t admit it. After all, she was Nanaya’s senior. A relationship between senior and junior was definitely not right, right?

“What a tsundere,” Nanaya muttered, then revealed a gentle smile. “But I’ll make sure you see reality.”

Menglinna asked reflexively: “What reality?”

“That my feelings for you are truly serious.”

Heh, then just try, Menglinna crossed her arms. “Reality isn’t something you can just declare.”

****

Nanaya set a new goal for herself: to win Menglinna over.

She wanted to use force to show her might, but Sister Meng kept talking about “love.” Force wasn’t love.

She would crush that pitiable pride of hers from the front.

After adding a to-do item to her notebook, Nanaya began sorting letters.

As a saint candidate, she also carried a mission: to investigate Yana’s blood treatment and possible beast incidents.

The latter was self-evident; she had personally participated in two beast hunts.

As for the former, although she had tried infiltrating the hospital through the black market and undercover, the results were minimal.

The turning point came during the mission involving the book. After entering the underground research lab of Yana Central Hospital, Nanaya, along with Menglinna, saw some research reports.

She wasn’t a clueless idiot like Menglinna.

The end of abusing blood treatment was turning into a beast. In Yana Central Hospital, I found evidence they deliberately cultivated beasts. According to their experimental reports, their aim in cultivating beasts is…”

After stuffing the letter and photographed evidence into an envelope, Nanaya knocked on Jijige’s office door.

“Come in!”

Seeing Nanaya enter, Jijige couldn’t help but show a barely noticeable bitterness.

“What is it?”

If possible, Jijige hoped she would leave quickly.

Facing this bishop whom she had temporarily sidelined with false information, Nanaya remained vigilant.

What if she finds out I was lying?

“Bishop, you know why I came to Yana, right?”

As she spoke, Nanaya placed the sealed envelope on the table.

Jijige glanced at the envelope. The thickness under the wax seal was clearly not simple.

“I know,” Jijige nodded, then accepted the envelope. “I’ll return to the church tomorrow and submit this report for you.”

“Thank you.”

One who handles things professionally is always admirable.

With business done, it was time to leave.

But just as she stood up, Jijige called out: “Wait a moment, Candidate.”

“Hmm?”

Jijige propped her chin with both hands, hesitantly asking: “Are we… on the same side?”

Nanaya understood her meaning: “Duke Mengming has indeed helped me a lot.”

“Then should we inform the Duke about what’s happening in Yana? Although he’s supposedly cut ties, you know his situation…”

It wasn’t a threat, but an inquiry.

If Nanaya said no, Jijige would surely never mention it to the Duke.

“Go ahead and tell him. No need to keep the Duke in the dark.”

Nanaya couldn’t help but show a triumphant smile.

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