Chapter 3 Do You Love Me? Here’s a Kiss~ Can I?…

Chapter 3: You Love Me So Much, Here’s a Kiss—Okay? Okay?~...

"Ding-dong! Attention passengers, the next stop is C District Wildlife Zoo Station. Please prepare to disembark if this is your stop."

Yu Xing leaned against the handrail, engrossed in exploring what this world called a "terminal"—far more advanced than a phone. Just as she was enjoying herself, a huge shadow suddenly fell over the bus.

Yu Xing froze and looked up.

The bus was heading straight toward an enormous wall—so tall and so long that she couldn’t see its end. The wall was a muted blue-gray, blending into the sky, its base covered in graffiti like scars.

Seeing it for the first time, Yu Xing stared in awe. Back on Earth, she had never witnessed such a magnificent city wall.

Yes, this was a city wall. Since the dawn of the New Era, humanity had learned to build walls to fend off pollution. But one wall alone wasn’t enough to reassure those living inside. Over time, people discovered that four concentric circular walls around a city provided the greatest sense of security.

Thus, every city became like a series of concentric circles, with four towering circular walls.

The safest area, at the very center, was called A District. Outside it lay B District, then C District, and finally, the outermost ring—D District.

D District was the most neglected, which was why no one bothered investing in its development. That was also why it remained so poor and filthy.

Yu Xing craned her neck, watching as the bus moved forward, revealing more of the scene.

At the gate connecting D District to C District, soldiers stood guard, their eyes hidden behind helmets. They were on high alert, as if D District could erupt into danger at any moment.

The bus didn’t stop, passing swiftly through the wide gate and officially entering C District.

The difference between C and D Districts was immediately obvious. Unlike the desolation of D District, C District was bustling and prosperous—the commercial heart of the entire Seventh City.

Zoos, amusement parks, red-light districts, and all kinds of entertainment venues were concentrated here. Even the elites from A District frequented C District for leisure.

Yu Xing marveled at the lively sights outside the window. The original host’s older brother worked as a male escort in C District—she wondered if she’d run into him.

If she got the chance, she’d definitely visit. Not for any unspeakable reasons, of course, just to broaden her horizons and learn from the advanced experiences of this world.

As Yu Xing was still buzzing with excitement, the bus gradually left C District and headed toward B District.

Compared to C District, B District was tidier, with wider streets—but also quieter. The lack of bustling commerce was due to its primary functions: administration and education. The Federal Government offices of Seventh City were located here, along with all higher education institutions and elite schools. This was the domain of the elite.

As for A District—what it looked like or what was there—the original host’s memories offered no clues, since she had never been.

After over two hours of travel, the bus finally stopped at the gates of Seventh Middle School, with only a handful of passengers left.

"Ding-dong! Seventh Middle School has arrived. Please exit from the rear door."

The school gates were unusually grand for a middle school.

Yu Xing stood at the entrance, surveying the rows of luxury cars parked outside with mixed feelings. She was probably the only student who took the bus to school.

With a sigh, she passed through the iris scanner at the gate.

"Good morning, Student Yu Xing," the gate greeted warmly.

Sluggishly, Yu Xing trudged inside. It wasn’t her fault—the body hadn’t slept last night, and the original host’s aversion to school made even walking an achievement.

As she headed toward her classroom, a figure suddenly blocked her path.

Yu Xing looked up. Standing before her was a robot in a black suit and bow tie.

"Hello, Student Yu Xing," the robot said in a rich voice, its metallic face surprisingly expressive. "A new day has begun. Please start your day with a positive mindset."

Yu Xing stared blankly. What did this thing want?

"Your attire does not meet school standards," the robot said, raising a finger. "Please adjust your uniform at the full-length mirror."

"..."

Yu Xing stood frozen in front of the mirror. In the mirror stood a slender girl just over 170 cm tall, with large dark eyes, pale lips pressed tightly together, and a slightly lost expression.

This face was nothing like her original one. For a moment, she couldn’t even remember what she used to look like.

The original host was undeniably pretty—thin from malnourishment but still striking. That much was clear from how her brother had been recruited as an escort in C District. Good looks ran in the family.

Seventh Middle School’s uniform resembled a military outfit, dignified when worn properly.

But Yu Xing’s current reflection was anything but: her jacket hung open, revealing a wrinkled white shirt, and her tie was loosely looped around her neck like a scarf. She looked less like a student and more like a troublemaker.

"As a student of Seventh City’s finest school, you must always maintain a proper appearance," the suited robot chided while straightening her tie and buttoning her jacket.

Once done, it stepped back, admiring its handiwork. "Understood?"

Yu Xing blinked, then gave the robot a complicated look. "Are you... fully robotic?"

"Indeed," the robot replied politely. "I am the latest Order Robot model, produced on April 16th, Year 97 of the New Era. You may call me by my name—Li Mao."

Yu Xing: "..." *Li Mao, seriously?*

A true robot had no human emotions—otherwise, Yu Xing might’ve thought it had fallen for her.

Now properly dressed, she headed to class, reminding herself that this world wasn’t Earth. She couldn’t expect people to like her here. She needed to stay calm, think carefully, and never act impulsively just because she *thought* someone fancied her.

She had to second-guess every interaction to confirm whether someone truly liked her. She absolutely couldn’t—

Her train of thought derailed as she reached her seat. She stared down at her desk, momentarily stunned.

Graffiti covered it—words like "trash," "scum," and "get out" scrawled everywhere.

Yu Xing only hesitated for a second before remembering this was routine. For the original host, this was just part of daily life. The graffiti was meaningless—the desks self-cleaned with a touch. No matter how filthy, they could be restored instantly.

She pressed a hand to the desk. A faint glow spread across the surface, and the graffiti vanished.

*Good as new,* she thought.

*So advanced,* Yu Xing mused, about to sit down—

"Yu Xing!"

A voice snapped behind her. She turned to see a tall, golden-haired girl in uniform striding toward her.

Yu Xing’s brow arched as she searched her memories. This was Yang Ke—a classmate and one of the main bullies from the original host’s life.

Yang Ke strutted like a runway model, stopping in front of Yu Xing, arms crossed, sneering down at her.

"Yu Xing, you know what? You’re garbage," Yang Ke said sweetly, her tone laced with malice. "Your existence pollutes this school’s air and shames our class. You know what happens when we tell people we’re from Class 9? They look at us in disgust and say, *‘Oh, the class with that nobody in it.’* If you had any decency, you’d leave and never step foot in Seventh Middle School again!"

Yang Ke lifted her chin, eyes narrowed, waiting for Yu Xing’s reaction.

Yu Xing considered this seriously, then asked, "If you hate sharing a school with me so much, why don’t *you* transfer?"

Yang Ke froze for a moment before glaring furiously, "What do you mean?!"

Enraged, she raised her hand, ready to strike the "nobody" before her as usual.

But could Yu Xing be hit by her? Yu Xing's reflexes had been sharpened in a psych ward—ordinary people couldn't lay a finger on her.

Her body moved faster than her thoughts, her hand darting out like lightning to seize Yang Ke's thin, pale wrist.

Instantly, both of them froze.

Yu Xing didn’t know why Yang Ke was stunned, but she was shocked because a pink notification suddenly flashed.

"Level 1 Broomstick Star 1/250."

Yu Xing: "?"

What the hell was that? Was this a sign that her special ability had successfully attacked? If the attack succeeded, what would happen next?

The next second, she saw Yang Ke’s face turn bright red, as if she was mortified at having her wrist grabbed by Yu Xing. She struggled wildly to pull free, but in doing so, she yanked too hard, lost her balance, slipped, and crashed heavily into the person behind her.

"Ah!"

A cry of pain came from behind Yang Ke. Yu Xing looked up and felt her heartbeat quicken. It was a red-haired beauty in a school uniform, her fair skin and sharp features contrasting with her flaming red hair.

Yu Xing quickly searched her memory for this girl’s identity—her name was Yun Dai, the most popular girl of Class Nine. Smart, beautiful, and from a rich family, she was said to have countless admirers.

Now, Yun Dai was pinned against the desk by Yang Ke, her pretty face twisted in discomfort, looking a complete mess.

She was so stunning that Yu Xing, without thinking, stepped forward to help her up.

"Level 1 Broomstick Star 2/250."

Yu Xing: "?"

Staring at the panel that had popped up again, Yu Xing thought, *This is bad.*

"Ah!" Yun Dai, now on her feet, suddenly stamped her foot and screamed in frustration. Her face flushed crimson as she glared at Yu Xing, her voice shrill, "Don’t touch me! How dare you touch me?! You garbage-picker—how could you lay a hand on me? Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!"

The stream of abuse left Yu Xing utterly confused. She didn’t understand—really, she didn’t—why Yun Dai and Yang Ke hated her so much.

As the old saying goes, there’s no smoke without fire. Neither the girl who used to be me nor Yu Xing herself had ever provoked them. There was no reason for them to despise her.

If there was no reason, then why treat her like this?

Yu Xing’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed. She understood—if it wasn’t hatred, then it must be love. Yang Ke and Yun Dai both loved her deeply, but being young and inexperienced in expressing affection, they resorted to picking on her to get her attention.

Yun Dai continued her rant, but words weren’t enough. She raised her hand, ready to slap the "nobody" before her.

Just as her hand lifted—

—Smack!

A crisp sound rang out.

Gasps erupted around them. Yun Dai stiffened, turning slowly to see her hand planted squarely on the face of Mei Hexuan, who had been passing by. Mei Hexuan’s expression remained blank, but a clear red handprint bloomed on his fair cheek.

"Ohhh!"

The entire class buzzed with excitement. Mei Hexuan was the school heartthrob of Seventh Middle School, and everyone knew Yun Dai had a crush on him. What would she do now?

Yun Dai looked about to cry, her expression shifting rapidly before settling into one of pure fury as she glared at Yu Xing. "Yu Xing, you did this!"

"Enough!"

Yu Xing snapped. She shouted, startling everyone—including the furious Yun Dai and the now-slapped Mei Hexuan.

"Stop this!" Yu Xing begged Yun Dai, her voice pained. "No matter how much you try to get my attention, I’ll never like you. I’m not into girls!"

Yun Dai’s face went blank for a second.

The rest of Class Nine gaped, wondering if they’d misheard. "Wait, what?!"

Yun Dai quickly snapped back to reality, her face burning even redder as she blurted, "Yu Xing, what the hell are you talking about? Have you lost your mind?"

"Please, stop this," Yu Xing sighed. "I rejected your confession when I first enrolled at Seventh Middle School. Two years have passed, and my answer hasn’t changed—I’m still not interested."

The gazes of their classmates instantly shifted, now staring at Yun Dai with weirded-out stares.

Yun Dai shook with anger. "You’re lying—"

"Lying?" Yu Xing shook her head helplessly. "Do you remember what you said to me that afternoon under the cherry blossom tree, right after I enrolled?"

That day, Yun Dai had sought out the original owner beneath the cherry blossoms, wearing a sweet yet cruel smile. She had said, "Enjoy your last days here. I’ll treat you *very* well."

Yun Dai remembered too. Her face paled. "No, that’s not what I meant!"

"Pfft."

Yu Xing thought this had to stop—it had to end now. So she reached out, pulling Yun Dai in by the waist. "This is the only thing I can give you. After today, forget about me."

Yun Dai flinched, grabbing Yu Xing’s wrist in shock.

"Level 1 Broomstick Star 3/250."

Yu Xing pulled Yun Dai closer, lowering her head to crash her lips to Yun Dai's.

The entire class collectively lost it, the room went dead silent.