Do Villains Have to Be Heartthrobs Too? [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 6

“Perhaps we should call you little…”

This kiss had clearly just been a light brush against his chin. It was so light, so soft, and so fragrant. Yet, it made his heart skip a beat. After a moment of surprise, he looked at Xiao Xue, who had pulled the quilt up to cover his head. He shook his head inwardly; really, he was not afraid of suffocating himself like that.

He pulled the quilt down, revealing that fluffy head of hair. Then, he put the kiss out of his mind; it was probably just Xiao Xue bumping into him accidentally while acting spoiled. Besides, it was just a kiss on the cheek between brothers. It was nothing.

Yun Zhiqiue looked away from the butterfly bones protruding from Xiao Xue’s back, thinking to himself that he was still too thin and needed to be well nourished. He then gently patted Xiao Xue’s back, coaxing him in a soft voice.

“Xiao Xue, it is time to wake up, or you will be late.”

However, it had absolutely no effect. Yun Zhixue was still sleeping soundly. He had long since mastered this skill, practiced by his companions who were always crawling into his bed in the middle of the night and begging for kisses in the morning. No matter what they did, all he had to do was sleep to replenish his energy, and then handle his friends during the day, who were as energetic as mad dogs at all times. He had many such friends, so his job was not easy at all.

Yun Zhixue was such a hardworking employee, having diligently been on the job for six years since the second year of junior high. His friends’ demands were becoming increasingly excessive, and his workload was growing. Yun Zhixue often huddled on the sofa, furrowing his brows in worry. He felt that he could no longer handle this job.

Yun Zhiqiue’s urging did not wake Yun Zhixue, but it did wake the system.

The system felt as though mosquitoes were buzzing in its ears—quiet, yet incredibly annoying. It felt as if its code was about to malfunction, and it turned red with rage! It glared at Yun Zhiqiue for a few seconds.

What time is it!

It was 7:56 AM. Did it have no system rights? In interstellar time, the workday starts at 10:00!

It fumed at the sky, the earth, and the Main God for a while before calming down and hurriedly urging its host in its mind to wake up.

You are going to be late!

The voice echoed like a loudspeaker directly inside Yun Zhixue’s head, making his brain buzz. Yun Zhixue’s body jolted, and he opened his eyes in a fright.

Yun Zhiqiue thought he had scared Xiao Xue or given him a nightmare. He was filled with guilt and hurriedly pulled him into his arms to soothe him. Yun Zhixue sat there stunned for a long time, his soul seemingly having flown away, before he finally recovered. For the first time, he was so angry that he snapped at the system.

[System, what are you doing!]

The system shrieked, [It is time for work! It is time for work! You are still sleeping!]

Only then did he realize it was indeed time for work. Although it seemed like it was his fault, he was still exceptionally angry.

[Can you not speak nicely! I am already working all year round without a break! So what if I am sleeping in! You even roared at me! You are too much!]

Yun Zhixue suddenly felt that this job was not that great anymore. Although the colleagues were nice and there was plenty of good food, he could not sleep in, and the system was so unreasonable.

The system was stunned by Yun Zhixue’s sudden outburst. Its host, who was usually soft and obediently followed every instruction, was actually speaking to it so loudly? And with such grievance and accusation? It was puzzled, and slightly guilty. Is it really that aggrieved? He was trying to please the system just yesterday; the host’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Yun Zhixue, who had been spoiled by his companions for years and was actually a bit petulant by nature, did not usually show it. This time, he had truly been frightened by the system’s startling wake-up call, and both lingering fear and morning grumpiness surged at once.

Seeing his brother go stiff in his arms and then seeing his eyes turn red quickly, his beautiful lips pursed tightly as if he had suffered a great grievance, Yun Zhiqiue’s heart ached. He hurriedly patted his back to soothe him. “What is wrong, Xiao Xue? Did you have a nightmare? Do not be afraid, do not be afraid, brother is here.”

Yun Zhixue buried his face in his brother’s chest and rubbed against him, giving a muffled “Mm,” accepting the excuse. He was still angrily confronting the system in his mind.

System: […I, I was doing it for the mission.] Its momentum inexplicably weakened as it looked at the host’s reddened eyes and heard his trembling accusations.

Yun Zhixue: [That is still not okay!] He emphasized in his mind. [You scared me! You must apologize!]

System: […] A high-level intelligent system like itself was being forced to apologize by its host? But looking at Yun Zhixue’s aggrieved look, as if he would keep being angry if it did not apologize, the system struggled for a moment. Fine.

[…Alright, I am sorry, host. I will be gentler when I call you next time.]

Only then was Yun Zhixue slightly satisfied, but he still kept his little face tense. [That is more like it.]

Yun Zhiqiue was still coaxing him gently. “Alright, alright, do not be afraid. Get up now; it is really getting late. Shall we eat breakfast in the car?”

Yun Zhixue pulled away from his brother’s arms and nodded. His eyes were still a bit moist, making him look exceptionally pitiful. He pulled back the quilt and got out of bed, the hem of his silk nightgown sliding over his fair lower legs.

Yun Zhiqiue looked away and picked up the clothes that had been prepared on the chair.

The original host had always hated the school uniform for being too ugly and only wore his own private clothes except for important occasions. Since he had donated money to the school, the school had always turned a blind eye. The dress Yun Zhiqiue prepared had his own little intentions, perfectly suited for Xiao Xue’s age and incredibly youthful.

It was a deep blue suit jacket with a slim fit and academy-style decorations, paired with a pleated long skirt of the same color, as well as a white shirt and a bowtie.

“Hurry up and change. I will wait for you downstairs.” Yun Zhiqiue handed him the clothes and turned to leave the room, closing the door gently.

Yun Zhixue hugged the clothes, still a bit dazed. Is this also a school uniform? It looked quite different from the long skirt he wore yesterday; it was more girly. But the system did not say anything, so it was probably correct.

He obediently changed into the complicated outfit, clumsily tied the bowtie in front of the mirror, and smoothed his black hair that was sticking up from sleep with his hands.

The person in the mirror was wearing an exquisite uniform skirt. His skin was dazzlingly white, and his features were unrealistically beautiful. His eyes still held the dazed look of someone who had just woken up, and his lips were slightly pursed, looking like an expensive and fragile porcelain doll in a display window.

[Host, hurry downstairs! You are going to be late!] The system had learned its lesson and urged him with a relatively gentle electronic voice.

Yun Zhixue did not hold a grudge at all and obediently replied to the system.

[Okay!]

Then he trotted downstairs. Yun Zhiqiue was already waiting with the car keys and the packed breakfast. Seeing that Xiao Xue had forgotten to wear socks, he handed the breakfast to Xiao Xue, letting him eat first.

He himself took a pair of socks with white butterfly bows, held Xiao Xue’s slender ankles, and naturally put them on for him. The socks tightened around his calves, bunching up the soft flesh and making it seem as if one could smell a hint of fragrance from his skin.

Yun Zhiqiue was single-minded, and he helped Xiao Xue put on a pair of British-style leather shoes.

Once finished, he patted Xiao Xue’s soft calves, drawing a puzzled look from Yun Zhixue, who was busy eating his sandwich. He then watched his brother take out his phone and snap several photos.

Looking up at his brother with confusion, his long black hair hanging down loosely, wearing the suit uniform, the pleated skirt reaching the middle of his calves, revealing the cute bows on his socks, he looked as obedient as a little girl.

Yun Zhiqiue’s eyes were full of smiles. His Xiao Xue was truly too cute. After sending the photos to their parents, he put his phone away. He picked up the school bag that had been on the sofa with one hand and reached out to hold Xiao Xue’s hand with the other.

But Xiao Xue dodged him. Yun Zhiqiue looked surprised, only to see Xiao Xue looking at him with a tangled expression, hesitating for a moment before saying:

“Brother, you did not wash your hands after putting my shoes on just now. I washed my hands, and I am still eating.”

The implication was: My hands are clean, but yours are dirty.

Yun Zhiqiue was amused by his brother’s serious and slightly disgusted look and reached out to ruffle his hair.

“Little neat-freak, you are even disgusted by your brother now.”

Yun Zhixue dodged him nimbly, protecting his sandwich while holding his breakfast box, mumbling, “It is true, is it not… Brother, hurry up and wash your hands.”

“Alright, alright.” Yun Zhiqiue shook his head with a laugh and went to the bathroom to quickly wash his hands. When he came out, he saw Yun Zhixue already standing obediently at the door.

He took the remaining half of the breakfast box and the milk from his brother’s hand. “Eat in the car. Let us go.”

After the two brothers left, Auntie Wang and the housekeeper, who had been silent, exchanged glances, their eyes full of comfort. The two children had such a good relationship.

The car drove out of the villa area and merged into the morning rush hour traffic. Yun Zhixue finished his breakfast quietly, carefully wiped his fingers and the corners of his mouth with a wet tissue, and sat properly, looking at the streetscape passing by outside the window.

The system asked carefully in his mind: [Host, are you still angry?]

Yun Zhixue thought for a moment: [Not anymore.] He did not usually hold grudges, especially since the system had already apologized.

The system was silent for a while before asking again: [Then can I still call you Xiao Xue?]

Yun Zhixue was puzzled, not understanding why he had to ask about a nickname.

[Of course you can.]

The system breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly got to the point: [Xiao Xue, there is a follow-up to last night’s mission!]

Yun Zhixue was stunned: [What follow-up?]

The system pulled up the virtual panel, which showed the status of the message sent to Qi Qian last night—read, but no reply. Beside it was a semi-transparent small progress bar labeled “Emotional Value.”

[Look!] The system was a bit excited. [The emotional value has fluctuated! It has risen a lot! This means he saw it and had an emotional reaction! He must hate Xiao Xue to death! Our harassment tactic is effective!]

Yun Zhixue looked at that progress bar, a bit lost: [Is this enough?] He thought he at least needed to be scolded for the mission to be considered complete.

[Of course! For this kind of daily harassment mission, the focus is on continuous output and presence. It does not necessarily require a fierce reaction from the other party.] The system explained.

[As long as he is annoyed or disgusted, and his emotions fluctuate, our goal is achieved. Xiao Xue, you did a great job!]

Being praised by the system made Yun Zhixue a bit embarrassed but also a bit happy. He seemed to really be able to do this job well, even if the process was a bit strange.

[Are there any missions for today then?] he asked proactively.

System: [Yes! But they are not urgent. Today’s plot is mainly about consolidating the bully persona, such as continuing to bully that transfer student Xu Chi at school, and giving a study-master cannon-fodder some trouble.]

[Do not rush, step by step. I will remind Xiao Xue.]

Yun Zhixue nodded earnestly, indicating that he would complete the mission seriously and absolutely would not be lazy.

The car stopped near the school. Yun Zhiqiue turned to the side, helped his brother unbuckle his seatbelt, smoothed his slightly messy bowtie and hair, and instructed: “Wait obediently for me to pick you up after school. Do not run around, you hear?”

“Got it, brother.” Yun Zhixue replied obediently, picked up his school bag, and got out of the car.

As soon as he stepped out, he immediately attracted many glances. His exquisite, nearly perfect appearance, unique attire, and his identity as the Young Master of the Yun Family made him the focus wherever he went. However, while those gazes previously carried fear, disgust, or the desire to see a show, today, they seemed a bit different.

Whispers were vaguely heard.

“Is that Yun Zhixue? Why does he seem a bit different today?”

“Did he change his style? It is actually quite good-looking.”

“Shh! Keep your voice down! If he hears you, he will cause you trouble again.”

“But why do I feel he looks so obedient and small… how could he cause trouble? Should I jump up and hit his knees?”

Yun Zhixue did not know they were discussing him. After returning to school after many years, he felt a bit worried. In his original world, he only studied until his second year of junior high, and his grades were mediocre.

How could he possibly understand high school knowledge? Would he fall asleep in class, be called upon by the teacher to answer questions, and if he could not, have his parents called in? How terrifying.

He had not walked two steps before he heard someone calling him.

“Young Master Yun! Young Master Yun!”

Five students, each wearing their school uniforms in a slouchy, loose way, with one even wrapping their uniform jacket around their waist, immediately surrounded Yun Zhixue upon seeing him. They even snatched his school bag from him with extreme diligence.

Yun Zhixue did not hold onto it tightly, and since he did not have much strength, the bag was snatched away at once.

Yun Zhixue looked at them with extreme confusion. What were they doing?

The tallest one among them rubbed his palms together, gave Yun Zhixue a toothy grin, leaned over, and said eagerly, “Young Master Yun, yesterday it really was not that we were not loyal enough; it was that what’s-his-name-Qi-what’s-his-name…”

Another one hurriedly added.

“Xu Chi.”

“Yes, it was Xu Chi’s men. They were as sturdy as bears; the five of us were no match for him. But we were not just sitting ducks either; we traded over a hundred blows, and even managed to send one person to report the news at the end. We can be considered to have lost with honor.”

Yun Zhixue was even more puzzled. What did this have to do with him? Just as he was about to poke the system, the system snorted coldly.

A bunch of people blowing bubbles without a draft.

The novel had a plot that clearly stated that the supporting male character, Xu Chi, had broken a leg while playing extreme sports abroad, was sent back to the country by his mother, and was surrounded by a group of people on his second day of transferring schools.

But even though the supporting male was just a supporting character, he was not someone these cannon fodder could compare to. He knocked them out one by one; the five of them could not even handle a single move, and only one person remembered to report to Yun Zhixue. It is also hard to say that there was not a mindset of having a debt with a creditor, having a master with a debtor, thinking that if they hit someone else, they could not hit them.

The system told the host all of this, then directly told the host to ignore these people. Besides, it would not be out of character; the original host had hired them as his lackeys with a high salary of 1,000 per day, but when something went wrong, they had run away faster than anyone. The original host had been furious.

Yun Zhixue listened to the system and did not intend to pay attention to them. He just told them to return the bag. As a result, the few kept dragging it out and refused to return it, constantly making excuses.

Yun Zhixue looked at them unhappily, his face cooling down. His lashes curled up, he cast a glance at them, and his lips pursed, the beautiful lip bead faintly visible. He did not intend to get the bag back and just wanted to leave.

As a result, the five became even more brazen, constantly stepping forward and surrounding Yun Zhixue tightly. They had originally come to ask for money; if their families had given them enough, they would not have wanted to be lackeys for this young master.

But for some reason, the closer they got to the young master today, the richer a cold fragrance became, making them constantly wrinkle their noses like hungry, greedy little dogs—especially when they looked at the young master’s impossibly beautiful and pure face.

Their muddled minds thought: Was the young master always this way? Looking like this, let alone being a lackey, even if he wanted us to be dogs, we would accept it. In the chaos, they could not help but say some rebellious words.

“Young Master Yun, how about this? I do not want yesterday’s salary. Just let me kiss you—no, no, a kiss is not even necessary; just let me smell your hair, the tips will do. I just want to know what shampoo you use; it is so fragrant. Did you spray perfume?”

“Yes, I do not want the salary either. Young Master Yun, let me smell you too. I am not greedy; just let me smell your hand. Is it as fragrant and soft as it looks?”

“Young Master Yun, you are dressed so cutely today, just like a high school girl. We should call you little princess, not Young Master Yun. Little princess, did you spray perfume? I could smell it from far away, and it is so sweet.”

The few people were saying all sorts of messy things, but it all boiled down to: Let me smell you.

Yun Zhixue was surrounded by the five in the center, unable to even reveal the edge of his skirt especially since these few people were tall and sturdy. It made Yun Zhixue look small and short, like a kitten surrounded by several large dogs licking it.

Yun Zhixue was a bit dazed and turned to the system for help.

[System, is this also a mission? What should I do?]

The system was furious. Yesterday, these five cannon-fodder had run away, leaving the original host behind, forcing the original host to face the furious Xu Chi alone. According to the plot, at this moment, Yun Zhixue should be furious at them, slapping their faces, calling them losers, and then deducting yesterday’s salary, telling them to get lost.

But what was this situation now? Instead of being afraid, this group of people was surrounding the host, saying all sorts of nonsense, and their gazes were sticky, like hungry wolves seeing meat!

The system’s code was running wild with anger: [This is not a mission! This is harassment! Xiao Xue, scold them! Tell them to get lost! Grab the school bag back!]

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