Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

The morning sun shone on the academy's playground. The students, dressed in neat school uniforms, lined up in the playground as usual. However, Aiko Hoshino was missing from the team. At first, everyone thought she had just gotten up earlier than usual and was probably quietly preparing in a corner. But as the class called the roll, her absence became hard to ignore, and an uneasy atmosphere began to spread.

"Report, Director, our roommate Hoshino Aiko is missing." Seto Anko straightened her back and reported to the director.

The director was a short and sturdy middle-aged man with a serious face under his mustache. He was the director of the academy, Suzuki Ohara.

Then, another teacher reported that Mr. Yoshikawa was also missing. This news was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. The students whispered to each other, speculating on the possible whereabouts of the two. Ambiguous laughter loomed in the morning light, as if foreshadowing some unknown secret.

"Go to teacher Yoshikawa Kino's dormitory immediately," Suzuki Ohara ordered in a deep voice, "Everyone, run 15 laps around the playground!" Although the students complained, they had no choice but to start running with heavy steps.

Suddenly, a soldier ran back breathlessly and reported the shocking news with a pale face: "Director, something big has happened. Mr. Yoshikawa and classmate Aiko died in Mr. Yoshikawa's dormitory..." Upon hearing this, Suzuki Obara was furious. He secretly wondered whether someone had broken into the campus and committed such a heinous crime, and then hurried to the scene of the incident.

The students on the playground stopped walking after hearing this. Someone suggested going to have a look, and others followed out of curiosity. When they arrived at Yoshikawa Kino's dormitory, there were the bodies of a man and a woman lying on the bed. Their naked bodies made the scene awkward and horrifying.

"Get out of the way and let professionals handle it." A doctor in a white coat squeezed through the crowd and carefully examined the body. He reported to Suzuki Ohara: "Director, this is sudden death, it may be a stroke."

Suzuki Ohara's face was livid, and he could not suppress his anger: "I know, let's continue the class." He cursed inwardly, and Yoshikawa Kino's behavior undoubtedly brought great insult to the dignity of the emperor. At this moment, the entire academy was shrouded in a heavy shadow, and a sudden scandal broke the tranquility of the early morning.

Today, Tang Xiaoxiao stepped into the classroom and was greeted by the unique "Makeup and Stealth" course. This course combines the essence of art and tactics, and aims to teach students how to skillfully combine makeup techniques with stealth and disguise to create unexpected effects.

On the podium, the outstanding and meticulous teacher Ono Kikuko illuminates the entire campus with her unique charm. Her name, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminates the hearts of every student. Ono Kikuko's teaching method is novel and unique, and her superb makeup skills always surprise people, making students look forward to her class.

Tang Xiaoxiao, as a member of the class, not only has a strong learning ability, but also has an unparalleled mastery of makeup and concealment. She can master and skillfully apply various complex facial makeup techniques in a short period of time, and can also flexibly respond to camouflage needs in various environments.

Ono Kikuko said in a tone full of appreciation: "Student Xue, your learning results are remarkable, which is really admirable." Tang Xiaoxiao's outstanding performance is not only reflected in the classroom, but also in her deep understanding and flexible application of knowledge. This rare talent allows Teacher Ono Kikuko to see unlimited potential.

Tang Xiaoxiao stood there, her eyes sparkling with deep respect and gratitude for Ono. Although her voice was calm, every word was full of sincere emotion, like a clear stream, flowing slowly and touching people's hearts. She smiled, and the humility revealed in that smile made it impossible to ignore her respect for Ono.

"I sincerely thank Teacher Ono for your praise. This is undoubtedly the greatest encouragement to me. In fact, I can make such progress entirely thanks to your careful teaching and selfless guidance. Your teaching method is unique. You can always ignite the spark of knowledge in an easy-to-understand way, allowing me to advance step by step on the road of learning. Every subtle hint and every patient answer are deeply imprinted in my heart and become my driving force for progress. Your teachings are not only about imparting skills, but also about shaping character. It is you who made me understand the importance of persistence and hard work. Therefore, this achievement should be attributed to the hard work of Teacher Ono. I just turned your teachings into practical actions. Thank you again for your affirmation, Teacher Ono. I will work harder and live up to your expectations." After Tang Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she bowed slightly. This action was like a silent poem, expressing her respect and gratitude to Teacher Ono.

Ono Kikuko looked at Tang Xiaoxiao, her heart filled with relief. Hearing such words, she felt a heartfelt joy. After all, who doesn't like to hear nice words?

"Student Sasa, please come to the teacher's office after class." Ono Kikuko said in a friendly tone. The change in the address seemed to bring them closer together. It was a recognition of Tang Xiaoxiao and also an expectation for her future.

Tang Xiaoxiao's mouth curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but feel proud in her heart. As expected of her, she is the smartest in the world. A few nice words made this female devil so happy that she lost her mind. Well, this is an advantage, she must make good use of it.

However, this special care was not understood and accepted by everyone, especially Katori Hanada from another dormitory, who had a deep respect for Teacher Ono Kikuko, and was jealous of Teacher Ono Kikuko's praise for Tang Xiaoxiao.

"Flattery," Katori Hanada whispered.

She couldn't understand why the teacher paid so much attention to a foreign student from China. This feeling made her feel lost and angry.

It was lunch time and the cafeteria was bustling with people. Katori Hanada found an opportunity and walked straight towards Tang Xiaoxiao with a provocative tone and jealousy in her words.

"Chinese, don't think that you can be arrogant just because you are liked by Teacher Kikuko." Katori Hanada's words were full of jealousy, like an unopened jar of old vinegar, overflowing with sourness. Her eyes flickered with dissatisfaction, as if questioning why the world was so unfair, why a foreigner got everything she wanted. "You Chinese, in the land of our empire, are nothing more than our dogs, let us drive you around."

Tang Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, but did not respond immediately. She just stared at Katori Hanada quietly, with understanding and tolerance in her eyes. She still had a faint smile on her lips, as if no provocation could shake her calmness. This Chinese girl, with her wisdom and tolerance, defuses the tense atmosphere in the air, and makes Katori Hanada's provocation seem so powerless.

The noise in the cafeteria seemed to subside temporarily, and everyone turned their eyes to this scene, looking forward to the development of the plot.

Tang Xiaoxiao's face changed slightly when she heard this. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by a hint of melancholy. The corners of her eyes were slightly moist, as if she was about to cry. Her lips trembled, and she wanted to argue, but she couldn't seem to find the right words. Her fingers tightly grasped the chopsticks in her hand, which was a silent resistance, an inner struggle.

Katori Hanada's companion, a girl named Michiko, immediately became nervous when she saw this. She hurried forward and tried to ease the tense atmosphere. "Hanada," she advised softly, her voice full of worry, "This is not good. Xue is still a little girl. We shouldn't do this to her."

The noise in the cafeteria did not subside because of this scene, but became more heated because of this sudden conflict. The surrounding students cast curious glances, some whispered, and some looked at Tang Xiaoxiao with sympathy. However, neither accusation nor sympathy could break the deadlock at the moment.

Katori Hanada saw him, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Although Tang Xiaoxiao appeared aggrieved and helpless on the surface, she was cursing in her heart.

Just as Katori Hanada turned around, Tang Xiaoxiao's fingers quietly slid into her pocket, where a small stone was hidden. She picked up this stone accidentally during the break. While people around her were not paying attention, she aimed at Katori Hanada and flicked it lightly. The stone flew out instantly, like a streaking arrow shooting straight at Katori Hanada. Katori Hanada, who was unprepared, fell to the ground instantly, screaming, and several teeth scattered on the ground with pain.

The noise in the cafeteria stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at this scene in amazement. Katori Hanada covered her mouth, her eyes full of fear and pain, while Tang Xiaoxiao sat calmly with an innocent expression on her face, as if all this was just a natural thing.

"Woo woo..." Katori Hanada didn't see who attacked her and fled the scene with a feeling of grievance.

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at her from behind, her eyes showing concern and worry. She asked softly, "Sister Huatian, is she okay?" These words were like a poem flowing from the bottom of her heart, with a touch of melancholy and deep expectation. In her eyes, there was endless concern for Sister Huatian, and also self-blame for her inability to help.

Aso Yukiko sat opposite, looking at Tang Xiaoxiao's focused and worried expression, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart. She rolled her eyes disdainfully, with a hint of mockery flashing in her bright eyes. "It's okay, what can happen to her?" Her words were cold and direct, without any hesitation or hesitation, as if it was a mockery of Tang Xiaoxiao's excessive worry.

"Eat your meal quickly." There was an unquestionable firmness in Aso Yukiko's voice. She picked up the chopsticks and tapped the edge of the bowl gently. The sound was particularly loud in the quiet restaurant.

Lunch time continued, and the cafeteria returned to its usual bustle. Katori Hanada's provocation was like a short-lived breeze, coming and going quickly.