Transmigrated as the Vampire Alpha of the Omega Heroine - Chapter 4

“Can you run?” The sharp sting on her tongue was still clear, her rationality wrestling with the urge to act.

Jiang Nian, trembling before her, snapped back to reality at the sound of her voice.

“Run.” Gu Li took half a step back, gripping the edge of the sink behind her with her right hand, her voice hoarse as she shouted at her.

As if strength had been poured into her legs, Jiang Nian turned and dashed out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

Left behind, Gu Li felt a pang of melancholy as the scent around her gradually faded. Her tightly clenched hand loosened, and her flushed, feverish eyes slowly cooled. She leaned against the sink, sliding down weakly as if all her energy had drained away.

Just like when she had run from the boy chasing her earlier, her knees ached terribly, but she didn’t dare slow down. Only when she reached the far end of the playground did Jiang Nian stop. Her legs burned with exhaustion, and on the back of her bitten right hand were two distinct tooth marks, sunk deep into her flesh. Strangely, no blood seeped out.

Her hand felt weak, as if even clenching it was difficult.

Why had Gu Li treated her like this?

School B had put considerable effort into students who had just entered their second and third years of high school. They intentionally invited professionals to give career talks in the school auditorium every Tuesday afternoon during the last period.

To their surprise, they received a self-recommendation from a well-known lawyer in City B, who expressed willingness to be the keynote speaker for the career talk.

The school was delighted. Exposure to outstanding professionals could help students find suitable academic goals over the next year or two, allowing them to plan and choose their future careers early.

“Is it really that lawyer, Ji Bai?” Some students in Class 3 had heard of the lawyer’s reputation.

Gu Li walked silently at the back, while Jiang Nian kept as far away from her as possible.

The auditorium lights were all on, and the poised woman in a black professional suit stood on stage, smiling as she conversed with the school administrators.

Gu Li took her seat with her class, deliberately locking eyes with the woman.

“Hello, students. My name is Ji Bai, and I’m a lawyer. It’s an honor to share my professional insights with you,” Ji Bai said smoothly from the stage. As the talk neared its end, the school administrators intentionally left time for students to ask questions.

“You mentioned that lawyers interact with clients of all types. Have you ever dealt with clients our age?” A voice suddenly rang out.

The administrators’ expressions darkened as they scanned the audience, unable to locate the speaker.

Ji Bai, however, remained unruffled. She tapped the microphone lightly and replied calmly, “Yes. Minors aren’t exempt from the law. The cases we handle most often involving minors are related to school bullying. Some actions can’t be excused just because someone is young or ignorant. Every act of harm leaves a mark—both physically and psychologically—on others. Those who commit evil under the guise of justice aren’t heroes; they’re perpetrators.”

She paused before continuing, “Verbal violence is just as harmful as physical violence. So when you witness such incidents among your classmates, I hope none of you will turn a blind eye. After all, no one knows if they might be the next victim.”

There were many cases of school bullying. She selected a few to discuss, contrasting the perpetrators’ punishments and remorse with the victims’ pain. After waiting a moment, she noticed some whispering in the audience, but no second voice spoke up.

“Finally, setting aside my role as a lawyer, I’d like to share some heartfelt advice as someone over a decade older than you all. What you hear with your ears isn’t necessarily the truth. If you approach things with preconceived notions and biases, you might miss the full picture. Only through communication, interaction, and practice can you uncover the truth. Of course, my words are no exception—don’t take them at face value either.” She lightened the mood with a joke at the end, concluding her speech.

The tense atmosphere in the auditorium eased considerably.

Outside the hall.

Ji Bai looked at the girl before her and smiled faintly. “Miss Gu, the plant you arranged was a bit too obvious. To fulfill this task, I had to expend a lot more effort, and the latter part of my speech lacked proper buildup—I nearly lost face.”

Gu Li, however, remained composed. “It’s the abruptness and lack of reason that made the school administrators think the problem lay with their own students. Besides, your abilities are excellent, Ms. Ji Bai. Please don’t sell yourself short.”

“I had my own motives for helping you with this,” Ji Bai replied with a smile, glancing at the paper in her hand before waving it casually at Gu Li.

There was still an entire semester before the male lead from the original story would appear. Originally, Jiang Nian should have been beaten up by those delinquents and hospitalized by now. But since Gu Li had intervened, Jiang Nian would continue to face harm over the next few months.

Unlike the male lead, who shielded Jiang Nian without caring about others’ opinions, Gu Li wanted to eradicate the root of these baseless prejudices and mistreatment. It would take time—repeated reinforcement in their minds and corresponding actions to follow.

She touched the button in her pocket. If the incident hadn’t happened that morning, she could have given it to Jiang Nian today. Now, she’d have to find another way.

Teenagers in their teens were easily influenced. Even though Ji Bai had ended with that lighthearted remark, they had still become consciously aware of their own issues.

Jiang Nian’s situation in class improved significantly, at least for the time being. Her homework was now being collected and handed in to the teacher instead of ending up on the floor or in the trash.

Seeing checkmarks and positive comments on her exercise book after so long left her feeling dazed.

Gu Li, who had been sniffing around the classroom daily to check if Jiang Nian’s menstrual cycle had ended, finally stopped detecting that enticing scent when Jiang Nian removed her mask on the second Monday.

Just to be safe, Gu Li kept her own mask on. When the school bell rang, she followed Jiang Nian out of the classroom.

The memory of biting Jiang Nian a few days earlier still lingered in her mind. After steeling herself, she quickened her pace and called out to Jiang Nian.

“Jiang Nian.”

Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Jiang Nian instinctively turned around. When she saw it was Gu Li wearing a mask, her first impulse was to run.

“I’m sorry about what happened the other day.” Gu Li’s apology came as she bowed deeply, her movement so abrupt she nearly strained her back. The awkward stumble made the gesture almost comical.

Jiang Nian stood frozen, accepting the bow with visible discomfort. “It’s… it’s okay,” she stammered.

Gu Li straightened with effort, her eyes brimming with remorse. Tentatively, she reached for Jiang Nian’s right hand, where two distinct bite marks remained—deep enough to scar.

Jiang Nian flinched, half-expecting another bite.

Instead, warmth brushed her skin as Gu Li’s fingertips traced the marks with surprising gentleness, the touch tinged with a faint sting. From nowhere, Gu Li produced a tube of ointment, squeezing some onto her fingers before carefully applying it.

It tickles. And feels… strange.

Jiang Nian swallowed the thought.

“I’m really, truly sorry,” Gu Li murmured, stepping closer. The ease of Jiang Nian’s forgiveness only deepened her guilt.

After some hesitation, they walked home together after school—one carefully maintaining distance to avoid startling the other, the other quietly savoring the rare peace of an ordinary afternoon.

**[The gang liked targeting Jiang Nian on Mondays. Unemployed and skipping school, they loitered, always scheming for easy cash. Jiang Nian was the perfect mark—someone they could bully under the guise of “justice.”

Rumors said her family even ran a small shop. Snatching a few suppressants to resell would fund hours of internet café fun.]**

Gu Li wasn’t naive enough to believe a speech could fix everything. Some people responded to kindness; others needed consequences so harsh they’d never dare try again.

The button camera originally meant for Jiang Nian now clipped to Gu Li’s collar, capturing every sneer and slur hurled at them. Fists and kicks flew, but Gu Li shielded the girl behind her.

“Playing hero? You look richer than her—pay up, and we’ll let you go,” the ringleader jeered, oblivious to the lens documenting his threats.

“Don’t worry about me—run!” Jiang Nian sobbed, pinned behind Gu Li.

But Gu Li had taken minimal damage. She’d dodged the worst blows, worn hidden padding, and already called the police.

When Ji Bai received the injury report and footage, he gasped. “Are you alright?”

Fine. Mostly. The bruises were from her own condition, but they’d serve to amplify the charges. Her expression remained cool, though a faint smile touched her lips. “Sue them for everything—Jiang Nian’s past suffering included. Earn your fee, Lawyer Ji.”

The gang, who’d imagined themselves untouchable, met the full force of the law. News outlets, subtly guided, ensured their downfall.

The students at School B had the words they heard during Ji Bai’s speech further ingrained in their minds, now reinforced by real-life examples happening around them.

Under pressure from the situation and with friendly reminders from the Gu family’s legal team, School B’s administration added free legal education courses for their students.

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