Chapter 10

Today Wen Xi went to the mall on purpose and bought a light blue comforter—matched the new bed well.
Done, he opened the recorder for today’s log.
【Wen Siran was thrilled with the new bag—he had to hug it in class to feel safe.】
【In magic class, Wen Siran got mocked again for having no horns.】
【Wen Siran wasn’t mad—he calmly shot back that even without horns, he’d met the best human, who bought him a diamond tub and milk baths. (PS: We do not sell diamond tubs.)】
Wen Xi: …
Vain little chibi.
From the logs, classmates probably weren’t fixed NPCs—other players’ kids—so personalities varied; anything could happen.
【After morning classes, only Wen Siran didn’t get magic candy—crushed.】
【Everyone went to the yard—Wen Siran sat in class crying quietly.】
Wait—that wasn’t right.
Why exclude their Siran?
He had uniform, bag, could write his name.
No rule-breaking, working hard—why did the whole class get candy but him?
Wen Xi was angry.
He didn’t spend much—but the system shouldn’t play favorites this hard.
What was wrong with their Siran—whole-class isolation?
That was straight-up—
bullying.
Annoyed, Wen Xi entered the school.
In the bright classroom, that familiar figure looked small and alone.
Tail drooped; the book under his hands was wrinkled from gripping.
Wen Xi’s chest hurt—even if Wen Siran was a sprite, the emotion felt real—real enough that Wen Xi felt he existed in this world and had been wronged.
Wen Xi found Fenrir’s rainbow candy from his bag, placed several on Wen Siran’s textbook.
Candy appearing from nowhere made Wen Siran jolt; he scrubbed his face, hiccuping, “Polin?”
Eyes still wet.
Wen Xi pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, moved it to the sprite’s face, dabbed tears gently.
Wen Siran mumbled, “So-sorry.”
Wen Xi didn’t know what he was apologizing for—softly touched his cheek, tapped his hand.
Wen Siran understood—human wanted interaction.
He opened his palm and waited.
At Wen Siran’s level, even simple words wouldn’t land—so Wen Xi slowly drew a smiley on his palm.
Meaning: don’t cry—be a little happier.
Wen Siran stared at his palm, then nodded hard and smiled, eyes curving.
Somehow Wen Xi smiled with him.
The crybaby barely soothed—then the system sent a survey; Wen Xi accidentally hit “rate.”
Q1: 【Satisfied with current teaching model?】
Wen Xi picked no instantly.
Q2: 【Satisfied with Wen Siran’s progress?】
What had the kid learned? Crying every day—no.
Q3: 【Rate Teacher Eric 1–10.】
Wen Xi thought carefully.
Last time Eric tutored Wen Siran, he’d been gentle and patient.
But why wouldn’t such a good teacher give Wen Siran a single encouragement candy?
The kid was slow—he needed more praise, not less.
Wen Xi hovered between five and seven.
Another system pop-up.
System: 【Watch footage of Wen Siran in class?】
Sure—could look.
Wen Xi chose yes.
A two-minute clip played.
Eric held two bills—ten yuan and one hundred—teaching succubi human money.
Fine—should be simple.
Eric asked Wen Siran, “If Ding Yiyi borrows ten yuan from you, which bill do you give?”
Wen Siran didn’t hesitate: “I don’t lend!”
Wen Xi: .
A or B—he chose C!
Eric didn’t get angry—rephrased: “If Siran borrowed ten yuan from Yiyi, which bill should you return?”
Wen Siran, righteous: “I won’t pay back!”
Three sweat lines on Eric again; he corrected gently. “That’s not okay.”
Wen Xi quietly exited the clip, changed all his survey answers, and sincerely gave Eric a 10/10.
After submit, a tip popped.
System: 【Every succubus needs their human to grow. Teachers only have limited time—only you can help him learn human knowledge better.】
Oh—the worst part: tutoring homework.
Shouldn’t have come to school—triggered a system freak quest.
Looking at the now-cheered sprite, Wen Xi understood there was no isolation—just a little devil-kid streak; no teacher could hand out candy no matter how lenient. He left the map glum.
Back at the hut, Fenrir’s caption ambushed him.
Reminder from Fenrir: 【Oh no—just heard the City of Succubi will get rare strong winds tonight! Master, please check house integrity!】
Wen Xi saw no reinforce prompt—plus he’d just expanded yesterday. Should be solid.
The doorbell rang—delivery.
Wen Xi logged off to eat first.
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Evening stream went smoothly.
Wen Xi was on fire—synced with teammates, climbed ranks, pushed back to eighth.
Fans were hyped; over a dozen old subs renewed annual memberships.
Only downside: after Qigui’s face reveal, voice vs. face mismatch made fans project the same onto Wen Xi.
Qigui was famous for spicy-strip voice—big skill, nonstandard Mandarin, meme lines.
When the internet labeled him “ugly” and “hick” from sound alone, Qigui’s face debut punched the haters in the mouth.
Wen Xi had seen clips.
Unlike expected—Qigui was pretty, pale doll face, brown Leslie curls—sit silent and he looked like a doll.
Netizens “confirmed”: usually ugly voice = pretty face; usually pretty voice = …
Wen Xi got tagged kappa in absentia.
Fans who used to beg for face reveal now said: keep hiding—we’ll imagine your face.
Wen Xi wasn’t rushing to prove he looked fine—skill streamer, not face.
If face cam helped numbers, he wouldn’t refuse.
After stream, chores done, Wen Xi lay in bed and opened “City of Succubi.”
Plan: claim gold, log off—no quests today, definitely no homework tutoring.
The moment the screen loaded, Wen Xi shot upright.
Ink-black night; wind howled loud through the speaker.
The sprite’s house couldn’t take a beat—the roof that should shield was gone; wind found every gap and poured in. The sprite hugged the bed leg, bag around his neck, body lifting in the wind.
Wen Xi: !
I didn’t say I’d stop raising you—don’t actually blow him away!
Author’s note:
On screen—beep, beep, beep—red alerts flashed nonstop.
System: 【Your familiar is in mortal danger—attempt rescue?】
【Rescue】【Abandon】
Bro—what time is it? Do I look like I need a prompt? My kid’s halfway to the Atlantic—skip the menu, save him!
Wen Xi cursed internally and tapped rescue as fast as possible.
The moment he chose, a pale gold halo dropped from the sky and caged the sprite.
Inside, the sprite steadied—but still wouldn’t let go of the bed leg, arms locked.
The shield only bought time—didn’t fix the root issue.
Wooden double windows swung and slammed—bang bang; sparse furniture scattered; the room was wrecked.
System: 【Danger source: missing roof. Spend 100 points for a new roof?】
【Buy】【Decline】
Points?
From top-ups—1:1 with yuan, he thought.
Both his buys had been promo bundles—216 points total. Plenty for a roof.
Wen Xi hit buy without hesitation.
“Ding-dong～”
Four images loaded.
First: glass roof strewn with red maple leaves. Second: butterflies and flowers. Third: string lights on snow. Last: ice-blue crystal rose tiles.
Wen Xi had no taste here—the bed was blue—so he picked the last, blue crystal roof.