Chapter 9: The Academy Really Pays Well!

Su Yuewei and Elumeng reached their original destination—just not the way they planned. They were invited in for breaking rules, not flying in themselves.

Elumeng calmly walked to the desk, lounging on the sofa. Su Yuewei sat beside her, nervously eyeing the three girls.

The three put down their potions, scrutinizing Su Yuewei and Elumeng, then cleared their throats.

“Speak! Why didn’t you keep your weak-willed girl locked up!” “Speak! Why bully the cute Miss Su Yuewei!” “Speak! Where did Su Yuewei find one—I want one too!”

The first two glared at the middle girl. They were the academy’s conduct committee witches.

They’d received tons of reports from staff and students—someone had hurt their fragile hearts. So they acted.

They teleported Su Yuewei and Elumeng from outside the tower straight to their office, then harshly criticized Elumeng alone.

Finding such an obedient, cute girl without sharing the location or a heads-up so they could hunt too?

The trio sipped from celadon cups, slow and deliberate.

“Where’s the sisterly help! You hog her all to yourself, fine—but flaunt it openly!”

They set down their cups, launching round two at Elumeng across the desk.

They’d started at the same time. Weren’t weak-willed girls supposed to be plentiful and easy to find? How come they stayed on campus over summer break while Elumeng and others snagged ideal assistants outside! Their spots were still empty—where to fill them?

Thud!

Elumeng pulled a syringe from her halo, placing it on the black desk.

“Ningmeng, Ningfu, Ningquan—you three sisters, what’s this?”

It was one of the samples from the food cart.

She cut off their complaints, having the potion teachers identify it.

The three green-haired girls picked it up, shook it, observed the liquid, then summoned a thick potion encyclopedia.

Pages flipped rapidly. They found a similar potion: Succubus Blood.

Succubus Blood temporarily turned a girl into a succubus with corresponding abilities, but required rare succubus witch blood—extremely expensive.

This syringe was similar but not the same—an improved version.

“Where’d you get this?”

The trio stared at Elumeng in unison.

With this, they could save the near-extinct succubus witches stolen by big sisters.

“Hug-Save Society.”

Elumeng sighed.

Hug-Save Society—an organization obsessed with hugs to save the world.

Mindless hug fanatics, but don’t underestimate them. Their R&D, combat, and intel were top-tier.

Still, everyone hated them. For hugs, to erase dominant-submissive divides, unify fractured witch groups—they ran tons of anti-witch experiments.

“Hm… we must view research dialectically! We’ll study this properly!”

The Ning sisters blinked, then accepted the potion.

Since Elumeng gifted it, they let her and Su Yuewei go.

It wasn’t a big deal—just a scolding.

If they got a cute girl like Su Yuewei, they’d parade banners across campus!

“Oh, Little Meng—think Su Yuewei could handle a few more big sisters?”

Before Elumeng closed the door, the Ning sisters asked.

“You three? The academy’s weakest submissives—pinned by students for a whole lesson? Pass!”

Leaving the Ning sisters’ office, Elumeng led Su Yuewei to the next door—where she’d get her work badge.

“Sister Su Yuewei, here’s your badge.”

A big sister in black uniform smiled behind the counter, handing over Su Yuewei’s documents one by one.

First, the work badge.

The small blue card proved her existence in this world. It had her name, a photo Elumeng took with magic, and the academy’s red stamp.

Su Yuewei hung the blue cord around her neck—it fell perfectly at her chest.

“So cute~”

The big sister smiled, passing the rest. Most stayed with the academy but needed Su Yuewei’s check first.

“No issues.”

Su Yuewei matched them with a pen, confirmed, and pushed them back.

Thus, Su Yuewei became a documented beautiful girl in this world.

“Here’s your witch uniform and academy-issued magic tools.”

Three pointed white witch hats and three plain staff uniforms made the outfit.

Witch uniforms were optional except for big events. Elumeng preferred white dresses—she disliked the academy’s black skirt, gray coat, white shirt.

Uniforms weren’t key. The big sister pulled out an ink-jade bracelet—a real spatial storage item with five cubic meters, plenty for daily use.

The academy gave it free.

Next, a magic broom. Staff got personal ones—like a company car on hiring.

“About your dorm…”

As the girl reached for keys, Elumeng stopped her.

“She’s my teaching assistant. Per rules, she lives with me.”

Elumeng winked. The girl swapped the keys for Elumeng’s dorm ones.