Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

"What are you doing?" Hongying exclaimed, taking a step back like a startled rabbit.

"If we don't hold hands, how will we know if we're a couple? Besides, it's just a mission." Su Ming looked at Hong Ying's loud and boisterous behavior and was somewhat speechless. Ever since Si Xiaonan came up with this idea, Hong Ying had started acting strangely, like a stray cat abandoned by the roadside, ready to run away at any moment when she saw humans.

That's true, it's just a task.

It's just a task. If couples aren't holding hands, how will the head of discipline find out? How will they break the rules? It's all just to solve something.

Although she had accepted in her heart that this was a mission, Hongying's body felt like a gear that hadn't been lubricated in years.

"Indeed, it's just a mission." Hongying encouraged herself, slowly moving her left hand toward Su Ming's outstretched hand.

Just as I was about to get close, I suddenly felt heat coming from above my palm, so I pulled my hand back again.

"Hongying, you don't like me, do you? So you're a little embarrassed?" Even if Su Ming was dense, he wouldn't miss Hongying's unusual behavior, so he asked tentatively.

"Bullshit. I would never like you. I was just not familiar with things." Hongying immediately refused, her tone firm, but her eyes showed tension for a moment, and her body even stiffened for a instant.

He then immediately grasped Su Ming's right hand with his left hand to show his innocence.

The two palms are pressed tightly together.

Su Ming felt an indescribable, subtle feeling surge into his heart, the delicate touch of their fingertips touching. It was a feeling that was both warm and subtle. Hong Ying's hand was delicate and soft, like the tender leaves of early spring, carrying a faint warmth, and what was transmitted to his palm was an indescribable tenderness.

He could feel the slenderness and softness of Hongying's fingers, as if a gentle squeeze would reveal the resilience within that fragility. The girl's palms were slightly damp, radiating a subtle warmth.

Su Ming's fingers intertwined with Hong Ying's, forming a perfect fit.

Hongying, standing to the side, felt the warmth emanating from Su Ming's fingertips and the faint scent of laundry detergent emanating from him.

Her breathing became rapid, and she could feel her chest rising and falling, as well as her heart pounding violently inside her chest cavity.

Her palms were constantly sweating, and her nervousness made Hongying walk awkwardly. The mission had long been forgotten.

She wanted to pull her hand back and dry her palms, but she also felt a little reluctant.

Gradually, she felt the large hands enveloping her tighten their grip.

Hongying whispered, "Su Ming...you're holding on too tightly."

"Oh, sorry. I'm inexperienced this first time," Su Ming replied apologetically, then loosened the pressure on his fingers.

Si Xiaonan, who had been silent for a long time, watched the two holding hands with an inexplicable idol-like aura and could no longer help but speak up: "Sister Hongying, how does it feel? Tell me quickly, I've never held hands before."

"Brother Su, you're really something. Holding the beautiful Sister Hongying's hand, you didn't even flinch or have a heartbeat, and you didn't even react at all." Lin Qiye's eyes gleamed with a golden light. He had originally planned to capture Su Ming's shy moment so he could laugh at him, but he found that Brother Su was indeed Brother Su.

"Alright, enough nonsense. Qi Ye, Li Yifei, you two go to the teaching building. Xiao Nan, you stay hidden in the shadows and see if there's anything strange." Su Ming said calmly, holding the increasingly soft and warm hand in his own.

"Yes."

The two left, and Si Xiaonan hid in the shadows while the couple strolled outside hand in hand.

Sunlight slanted across the tree-lined paths of the campus, bathing the tranquil afternoon in a warm golden glow. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, as if nature itself was adding a touch of romance to the moment.

Hongying's fiery red hair fluttered gently in the wind, occasionally brushing against Su Ming's cheek and leaving a faint fragrance.

The two walked slowly along the path. There was no scene like in an idol drama. They gazed at each other and saw themselves reflected in each other's eyes. The girl's smile was as bright as the sun, while the boy's eyes were full of doting affection.

On the contrary, Su Ming looked serious as he surveyed the surroundings, while Hong Ying was like a robot being manipulated, and a robot that couldn't move easily at all, as Su Ming dragged her toward the center of the school.

Whether it was the scream Hongying had made when she was shy or not, right behind them, at the spot where they had just jumped down from the wall, the long-awaited headmaster appeared.

"Let go of each other's hands! This is a public place, what kind of behavior is this? Which class are you from?" The dean of students shouted sternly as he approached them, showing no mercy whatsoever.

At this moment, Su Ming acted like a naive young man who would give everything for love, protecting his girlfriend Hongying behind him and holding her hand tightly, while facing the headmaster alone.

Seeing that Su Ming remained silent, the dean of students' lips curled into a faint smile. He had seen many students like this. Boys like to act like macho men, but he could protect a child who was not yet an adult.

Normally, he would call his parents to inform them, and then they would force the two of them to separate. But today, he had another choice, a choice that would not separate the two of them.

The head of the teaching department stepped forward, his expression calm, but his voice was unexpectedly stern: "No matter which class you are from, come to my office now and wait for your teacher to arrive before we talk."

Su Ming remained standing in front of him without saying a word, while the head of the teaching department ignored him and walked straight to his office, 403.

Su Ming followed behind, and Hongying broke free of the hands that were holding her.

The two followed side by side behind him.

Hongying asked in a low voice, "Does he want to take us to his office and eat us?"

"I think so. Do you think he'll eat you first, or me first?" Su Ming asked, looking at the bald headmaster.

"Hehe, I think he'll eat you first, and then me."

Hearing the whispers behind him, the head of the teaching department assumed they were nervous, so he reassured them, "Don't be nervous, I don't plan to report your parents this time."

The three entered the room, and in the empty office, the dean of students stood in front of them.

"What's your name?" the head of the teaching department asked, pointing at Hongying.

“Su Ming,” Hongying replied casually.

"That's awful. How could you fall for this kid next to you? Are you blind? This kid even helped you skip class during class time. I think he's so handsome, he's obviously a gigolo. You're an idiot too." The dean of students pointed at Su Ming with disdain.

Hongying clenched her fists as she listened to the insults directed at Su Ming.

Looking at Hongying, the head teacher licked his lips and winked at her: "Little girl, what's so good about dating a guy like this? He definitely won't be devoted to you. After I've got you, I'll definitely love you properly."

"What did you say?"