Of course, I got dressed - minus five points to understand all the subtleties of the local wardrobe, very nice of the System actually! And then went to meet the people. First, of course, by purchasing from the System the skill of flight on everything that flies, again for five points, and we also have swords flying in this universe. She tried to give me just the sword flying skill, but I expanded it.
The System, oddly enough, virtually shrugged her shoulders and gave me what I asked for. My dearest also surmised that I was very cheap bastard.
I'm actually just used to reading every last line, especially if it's a contract or some vital information! And this feature of mine led to the fact that I read my entire Status when I opened it. Now it remains only to understand whether there is an opportunity to install the inventory here - out loud or silently, it was not possible to summon it as of yet. It is precisely because of this feature of reading everything in a row that I almost never played online games for longer than a few days - it was very tedious and time-consuming! And I realized from reading all the logs and my Status approximately the following is fundamentally important - this System is now connected to the multiverse.
This meant it was quite possible that I could get out of this Danmei setting.
Dreams be dreams, but to be honest, first of all, I'd like to put a huge bone on these kinds of quests.
It was only what Mu Qingfang told me that made me slightly uncomfortable and therefore forced me to head towards Qi Shimei Peak. This is the same lady who was lucky enough to ride in a carriage with Shen when they were heading to that event that ended with a feast of monsters and a fight. First of all, she was the only woman I knew from the local "canon" who wasn't a student or a demoness. Secondly, they don't charge money for asking, and I still had to discuss her weird decision about the visits of her girls to my peak.
I understood from what I overheard from my kids - in one case some spiel, and extremely confusing rumors in another case, that this peak and her peak could've been inseparable. That peak was completely womanly, encompassed all the horrors and beauties of the snake tangle, of course, and formed a famous book club within its walls. Shen Peak itself was like one giant book club, disguised as a snake pit, but also accompanied with extremely pleasant music.
It was also the practice of both peaks to fuck up the guys from Bai Zhan Peak - mine were doing it in a neighborly way, and her girls - because of the full confidence of the Baizhans in their charisma while having the absence of it. Strangely enough, my kids and hers just hissed and spat at each other. I realized this from the completely diametrically opposed reactions to my question. And that was the first random student I came across about both Peaks.
Bai Zhan managed to fuck around by nibbling on some of my students while I was passed out, while mastering my new body after a shameful death. Liu Qinghe, as usual, was roaming away somewhere, but his creed was alive, I would say, even flourished. Regarding the Qingqi girls, the interrogated student just sighed sadly and squinted somewhere to the side, muttering something about competition and poetic monotony, whatever that was. With him hovering somewhere in the creative clouds, I decided to leave him anyway. The kids here are... Well, odd.
In general, since professionals took care of the Protagonist's condition after the punishment, and I would like to delay my meeting with him as much as I could, unlike my buddy Shen from that animation, I didn't really have anything to hold me back from leaving my Peak. While I was getting out of communication situations based on the feelings that my body gave me - like disgust from hugging that big guy, for example, or parental emotion from contemplating the only girl I met on the way to the Rainbow Bridge.
And yes, there was nothing Asgardian here, the bridge was only rainbow in name. Hongqiao is not a bridge made of rainbow, but actually a rainbow bridge, that is, an arched one. And it is still standing probably on it's honor of the word, and not just on the physics of the process, like normal people's bridges in a normal world.
That's really odd, if you really wanted to do the magical transportation for yourself, then enchant yourself with a safe catapult here and there, a kind of aerial tube from place to place, and not this seemingly safe, but very easily shattered during the attack of demons, bridge.
Of course, I'm not an expert in local realities, but it's either someone very stupid who created them, which is unlikely, or someone fucked someone over, which is much more likely. Now I wished for a minute that I'd have read the canon source, because there's probably a lot more important information about the plot that I didn't learn from the animation. But if I start to remember what exactly is the source of the canon, and that this canon belongs to the Danmei genre... I won't regret this, cut me or torture me, I won't on principle.
I pulled out the beautiful Xu - such a beautiful sword, such a lady deep down, I had no doubt about it! - and I did a little mental adjustment for a future flight.
Irrationally, I wanted to cross myself and spit on the ground, but I restrained myself and just let Xu hang at knee level.
One step and I can already go up, but I decided not to rush too much. I hopped from one foot to the other, checking the balance, shrugged my shoulders and folded the fingers of my right hand in the gesture of the Old Orthodox Believers. Something didn't work. Then I changed the gesture of the Old Believers to the same one, only pressed the joined three fingers to the palm of my hand. The ice has moved, as we say it in Russia when some progress is made. In this case it was rather the sword that moved but does it matter? I exhaled and looked ahead.
During these couple of minutes of my attempts to find courage and recklessness, the same sweet girl I glimpsed before, ended up right ahead. I could tell by the leaves on top of her head that she had emerged from my left, there's a bamboo grove right there.
The girl covered her giggles with her palm, so I realized that she saw both my insecurity and my jumps in one place. But I remembered how this Ning Yingying kept being quite dumb for almost her entire existence in the story I watched before appearing here. Therefore, purely as part of correcting her cerebral stupor and cerebellar dissection, or whatever that was, shouldn't I take care of her schooling or something? In terms of, maybe, adding her as an assistant, since Ming Fang didn't seem to care about my needs without any reminder.
The system? Dearest? Does this little girl have parents, so that maybe they can bring clarity to her brain, or is it all on me? And don't talk about possible exp gains, please, I wouldn't ask if I wanted to show everyone that I don't know what I'm supposed to know as her Shizun. Or maybe, for the hell of it, I'm not just her Shizun, but actually her dad with all these feelings? You never know what's happened in the Pavilion...
"This System will not remind the User about the experience, but asks the User to keep in mind that canceling notifications can be fraught with unpredictable consequences and missed opportunities."
If I ask you to tell me something, and it doesn't really mean anything to you, then could you just say it, my dear? Is it not so?
"User, you could've pretended to have amnesia when you woke up. Thus, everyone around you would have tried to satisfy your curiosity, and they would hardly suspect demonic interference. This System is not demonic in any way. It's your choice to lie and pretend."
My choice is not to try to find an adventure on my ass until them lot make it my problem. And pretending that I don't remember how to live is just an extra problem, and most importantly, more communication with that big guy who can't keep his hands to himself! And this is all happening in the boyslove genre! It would do without threatening my ass integrity!
And I certainly needed a guide to whom the girls from Xianshu Peak would not have their strictly man-hating claims. And what could be better than a girly guide? Only if Qingqi had brought me there herself, I guess.
"Student Ning Yingying! You're coming with me! To Xianshu Peak! Training does not wait for no one!"
The girl gasped, stopped giggling and became serious for a couple of seconds, but then nodded and returned to her sunny-dumb persona. If I hadn't been watching her face, I wouldn't have noticed! Maybe she doesn't even have such a brain stupor, I'm ready to admit mistakes in evaluating people I don't rightly know.
Of course, it sounded a little like "I'm choosing you, Pikachu", but on my part, a slight pathos treated any possible problems that stemmed from mismatch of habits. The Peak of Thinkers, created for the development of traditional arts and spellcasting within the Sect of the Cangqiong Ridge, could not have a less pretentious head!
And at least she knows where to go! I can pretend that I'm a little lost in thought and just follow her. Even if it leads to the wrong place, I could talk myself out of it.
But if this empty-headedness of hers is just a successful mask multiplied by a real character of hers, then everything can become complicated all at once.
{ Please tell me if I should continue.
Not just with the translation but overall, it's pending, really. }