! SPOILERS FOR WELCOME TO DEMON SCHOOL IRUMA KUN CH.390!
THIS IS TOO HILARIOUS I CAN'T-
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sweatdrops]
[it won't fight back if that's what you're asking? (• ▽ •;)ゞ]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' greets you]
[I saw an anon get turned into a dumpling! can you turn me into a dumpling as well? I'll pay you! ₍ ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ ₎]
[also hi! (๑╹ヮ╹๑)ノ”]
...
I did not turn anon into a dumpling.
I sold anon the dumpling.
I absolutely love this! (≧▽≦)
The disciples of Qing Jing Peak weren’t stupid.
They were scholars in training, trained from the moment they had donned their peak’s colors to analyze the world around them. To see every flawless line in a painting. To find deeper meaning in every poem. To pick out each and every note flowing from a qin. They knew how to look, how to listen, how to see under the surface and find deeper meaning without letting their own preconceived notions distract them from what was truly there.
So it was really no wonder that they of all people were the only ones to realize their Shizun was different.
Oh on the outside he was largely unchanged. Still the same careful mask. Still the flowing robes and perfectly arranged hair. Still the ever present fans hiding all but his too sharp eyes.
But they knew how to look deeper.
They knew how to see.
Their new Shizun was a gentler soul than their old one.
It could be seen in the tightness around his eyes whenever one of them got hurt. It could be seen in fleeting smiles his fan wasn’t fast enough to cover when they did something he found amusing or adorable. It could be seen in the rarely granted head pats and gentle praise when one of them did well. His hands were always kind when they corrected sword forms or placements on the strings of a qin. His voice full of warmth as he lectured in front of their classes. His eyes danced with amusement when he teased them with such fondness that they never felt the sting of his words.
He was nothing like their old Shizun.
(And oh how some of them mourned their old teacher. How they pressed wet faces into pillows late in the night and wept silent tears for the man who still walked among them but was someone else entirely. Others spent those long dark nights battling relief and guilt in equal measures, feeling like they were betraying the man who had brought them in to their new home by being grateful they didn’t have to suffer his harshness any longer.
One boy played in a room of the bamboo house and vowed night after night that this new Shizun would have his loyalty at each and every turn.)
Changed as he was he was still theirs.
They had been there, after all, the day he had thrown himself in front of Luo Binghe and been poisoned with Without A Cure. They had been there when he caught one of the shimei’s crying because she missed her home and hugged her, cooing to her like a father to a beloved daughter. They had been there in a million other times when he had chosen them, so really it was only fair that they chose him in return.
Luo Binghe was glad to do most of the day to day care for their Shizun, cooking his meals and cleaning his home, but the rest of them were far from idle.
They trained harder, raising their cultivation levels at speeds unheard of to be strong enough to protect him. They weaved careful coverups and fed clever explanations to him whenever he seemed confused by something mundane. They returned his affection a hundredfold whenever they could get away with it, clinging to his sleeves and pressing against his sides like eager kittens vying for attention whenever he looked lonely.
They also kept a close eye on anyone who seemed too… interested in their beloved teacher, closing ranks and playing interference whether that person was an older disciple of another peak, a Peak Lord, or even the Sect Leader himself.
Their Shizun was not the man he once was, but this new man had chosen them from the very first day he had arrived on their peak. They, as devoted disciples, chose him back each and every day.
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' says that they'll try it after they finished making the dish]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is boiling some water in preparation for the pasta]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' hummed a little tune while they cooked the chopped up meat in the pan]
[Constellation Bored Anarchist is looking at you!]
[Constellation Bored Anarchist is asking if you would like to make a meal together!]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is surprised!]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is a bit nervous]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' accepted the invitation]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' says it's fine]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' hopes your face is ok]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is staring at the secretive plotter plush in interest]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sponsored 200 coins]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is staring blankly at the screen]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is confused]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is wondering what they walked in on]
.. It's nothing out of the norm, but I'm sorry you had to walk into this.
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' seemed to have noticed as they made quite a contented face as they continued the cuddling]
This is the scene their incarnation later walks in on by then both had already fallen asleep they sighed before taking a picture of the scene a ghost of a smile on their lips
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sponsored 200 coins]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is looking at you with sparkling eyes]
[oh my god plushie dokja Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' had picked you up and started cuddling with you]
[so soft so cute (⑉• •⑉)♡]
(The squid is waving his little tentacles.)
I'm not cute-
(Squid Plushie: 9!)
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' cheers in joy]
[how is it? Is it good? Bad? I didn't overcook the eggs did I? Is it too salty? I hope not I only added a little bit of salt did I leave any eggshells in there? (´>﹏<`;)]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is fidgeting]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is nervous]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sponsored 200 coins]
[I AM BACK! ✧⁺⸜(●˙▾˙●)⸝⁺✧]
[AND! I made something! ˶╹ꇴ╹˶ ]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sponsored 'tomato scrambled egg dish']
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' spent some probability to create a scenario]
[a new scenario has arrived!]
❲Category - sub
Difficulty - F
Description - take a bite of 'tomato scrambled egg dish'
Reward - 10000000 coins, a Yoo Joonghyuk in chinese dress and garter belt plush
Failure - you'll make Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' cry❳
[try a bite pretty please? I tried so hard and spent so long making it just the way my mama makes it ( ≖⃙⃚᷄ ⍘ ≖⃙⃚᷅ )]
[you don't even need to take a bite of the tomato! you can just take a bite if the scrambled egg! Pretty please? ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚]
(He stared with complete wariness, grimacing as he stared down at the dish.)
.. There aren't any tomatoes inside the egg, are there..?
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' thinks that that seems cool!]
*arrives with a box of tiny cakes*
...?
Are these poisoned?
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' says that Constellation 'Lord Of Eternal Rest' seems pretty fond of you also so he might adopt you as well]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' says that there are rumors among the higher beings that Constellation 'Lord Of Eternal Rest'(god of death) wants to adopt your brother what are your thoughts on that?]
Yeah no fuck that
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' stifled a little giggle at the answer]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' asks since there's demonic qi then that means demons probably exists in this world if so what types of demons are there?]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is curious about other immortals from different worlds]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is curious about you]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' asks if you are a god as well?]
As well? Who else do you claim to be a god?
No one calls me a god, including myself, but if they were to worship me, I doubt I'd be a benevolent diety