High School of Demon Hunting-Chapter 50 - Recurrent Headache_1

50: Chapter 50 Recurrent Headache_1

50 -50 Recurrent Headache_1

Zheng Qing has always felt like he was born with a flag: if he believed that something would absolutely not happen, then it was remarkably likely to happen.

Later, he realized this flag had a term – it’s named Murphy’s Law.

On today’s journey, this law couldn’t have been more applicable.

On the school plane he’d thought was super safe, a demoness with devilish red eyes suddenly appeared.

He’d believed that all the people he saw were just strangers, yet one classmate after another appeared before him.

Zheng Qing shut his eyes tight and massaged his forehead, trying to soothe a splitting headache.

The painful aftermath of his headache hadn’t completely subsided, it was just within a manageable range.

The recurrence of an old issue that hadn’t bothered him in a decade cast another shadow over his already gloomy mood.

He took out two yellow paper charms from the grey cloth bag and patted them against his temples.

Smoke slowly started to rise from the paper charms.

A cool sensation emanating from his temples eased his tortured mind.

Opening his eyes, a sharp-chinned girl nervously stood before them, clutching a python.

She was the one who had interrupted the slightly awkward atmosphere just now.

“Excuse me!” the girl bowed deeply, her face flushed, “I accidentally overheard your conversation and couldn’t help but come over to say hello.

I’m also a freshman of Jiuyou Academy’s Astronomy Class 08-1.

Nice to meet you!”

After she finished speaking, she bowed again.

The python in her arms drooped its head, half of its body hanging around its owner’s neck, weakly flicking its tongue.

“A snake!” Li Meng screamed, quickly hopping to hide behind a few boys.

The pigeon Xiao Bai was also cooing, flapping its wings in a fluster, causing Poseidon in Zheng Qing’s arms to become restless too.

“How old is she?” Zhang Ji Xin whispered into Zheng Qing’s ear, subtly gesturing towards Li Meng with a nod as he asked in a hushed tone.

“Twelve.” Zheng Qing replied in a low voice: “Don’t mention how young she is in front of her, she prefers to be called a ‘college student’.”

The red-faced boy nodded, looking understanding.

“Little Dragon is very well-behaved, he doesn’t bite!” The sharp-chinned girl repeatedly waved her hands in reassurance, offering the massive python in her arms for everyone to see.

The small wound on the python’s cheek was no longer visible.

Seemingly understanding its owner’s wish to introduce it to the others, it proudly raised its head, spitting out its vivid red tongue and hissing at them all.

This time, even Zheng Qing involuntarily took a small step back.

Then, feeling that his step back might have seemed rude, he stared at the python, determinedly took a forward step back to his original position and, in a voice of reassurance, said: “Sorry, what should I call you?

Is your pet okay?”

“My name is Liu Feifei, everyone can call me Feifei.” The sharp-chinned girl happily hugged her python back into her arms: “Little Dragon is just heavily injured and will likely stay weak for a while.

I don’t know if the school has an appropriate pet doctor.”

The python’s neck suddenly seemed to become boneless, falling onto Liu Feifei’s arms again, its tongue sticking out languidly and staying still.

This cunning creature, almost as crafty as Little Fox.

Couldn’t help but mutter Zheng Qing under his breath.

“Why would you keep a snake!” Li Meng peeked out from behind Zheng Qing, asking nervously: “For most wizards, it’s not a very friendly companion you know.”

“When I got it, it was still an egg.

My great-grandma told me it was a dragon egg.” Liu Feifei revealed a disappointed expression, explaining in a soft voice, “But after it hatched, it turned out to be a little snake.

By the time I wanted to change it, it was too late, the little snake had already taken me for its companion.

Great-grandma said it was destiny, and asked me to raise it well.”

It’s all about destiny.

Zheng Qing thought to himself, lifting his head to look around.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the dining room gradually stabilized.

The wizard in the black robe at the entrance was greeting the new survivors to sign their names on the register.

Those who signed could leave the dining room and return to their seats in the cabins.

Next to the register stood a stewardess with a smile, giving each new signee a small red gift box.

Xiao Xiao didn’t join the small gathering of a few classmates, but went straight to sign.

However, after signing his name, he didn’t immediately leave, but took the small paper box and returned to the group.

The red paper box was plain without any patterns, and the workmanship was somewhat rough.

“What’s inside?” Zheng Qing curiously looked.

“A piece of mint candy, a piece of black chocolate, and a Calm Heart Talisman.” Xiao Xiao picked up the yellow charm with his fingertips, carefully examining the pattern on it, shaking his head: “These are just some comforting gifts, probably hastily made by them.

The cinnabar on the Calm Heart Talisman is not even dry yet.”

“There’s food again at the dining tables by the entrance.

Do you guys need anything?” Zhang Ji Xin had also returned after signing his name.

He was holding a cup of clear water and pointed his thumb at the dining table not far away: “There are also free drinks over there, coffee, milk, iced water, everything.”

“I want to drink Green Bee!” Li Meng lifted her leg and walked off.

“There’s no alcohol.” Zhang Ji Xin quickly added behind her.

Li Meng turned dejectedly in another direction, heading over to sign her name by the entrance.

Zheng Qing couldn’t help but laugh.

“Dear student, the use of open flame talisman papers is not allowed on the charter flight.

If there is a special need, please bring it up to the flight attendants.” A flight attendant in a dark blue uniform approached Zheng Qing and gently advised.

Zheng Qing laughed awkwardly, pulling off the talisman paper that was still smoking on his temple, crumpled it into a small bunch, and threw it into the rubbish bag held by the flight attendant.

The cool sensation subsided, and an intense headache surged back.

He couldn’t help but frown, gripping his scalp tightly and rubbing it hard, trying to ease the sudden waves of intense pain.

“Did you get impacted by the monster’s aura?” The flight attendant asked anxiously: “There are no professional physicians on board, we need to land before we can arrange for you to see a doctor.

All we have are some motion sickness remedies.”

“No, no, no need.

Just a bit of a headache, it’s not the she-monster’s fault.” Zheng Qing pressed on his temples, rubbing gently, trying hard to keep his expression natural: “Do you have anything refreshing that can make the mind feels refreshed?”

The flight attendant ran to the rest area and searched, eventually finding only a small box of cooling oil.

Zheng Qing smiled wryly and accepted the small red circular box.

Zhang Ji Xin watched as he applied a layer of cooling oil to his temples and asked in surprise, “Were you really impacted by the monster’s aura?

Are you okay?

It’s rare for a wizard to have such a sensitive constitution.”

Zheng Qing’s right hand stiffened, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, “It’s an old problem, not the monster’s fault!”

“It’s okay,” Xiao Xiao reassured, “It’s very common for ordinary people to faint instantly when hit by a monster’s aura.

We can’t cope much better than them, especially since you were so close to the she-monster.

It’s unavoidable to have some after effects.”

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and didn’t choose to respond.

He just expanded the massage area of his right hand to his entire cheek.