The white-robed human who had been working all this while finally stopped as it raised its head, revealing its sparkling eyes that were hidden beneath the lovely bangs. The Principal looked at Tian Lang, and its small face, which looked fragile and capable of causing a downfall of a kingdom, revealed a calm smile.

Tian Lang was a bit foggy-minded. He felt he was in an ethereal space and the human in front of him was equally fragile. Just one touch and this ethereal image might break apart.

Likewise, the human also looked at Tian Lang in a dazed manner. It couldn’t help it.

For someone who was supposed to lack common sense, Tian Lang looked too dashing and heroic. He had sharp features and a height that would intimidate even the seasoned warriors. His long, messy, dark silver hair was like a lion’s mane that gave him a beastly charm, coupled with the aura of confidence, he appeared to be someone who could influence those around him.

“Student Sky Wolf? Or should I say, Tian Lang? I’m the principal of the Ivy Academy, Shui Wu Hen. Welcome to Ivy Academy. I’ve been informed of your circumstances and we will do everything to help you.” Shui Wu Hen smiled to reassure Tian Lang, then continued, “Your sudden appearance is quite a surprise but don’t worry. We will start your special class tomorrow. By the next week, we will also arrange a teacher suitable for you... If you have something to say, you can say it now.” Shui Wu Hen, the principal, explained everything in detail.

Tian Lang was extremely dissatisfied with this arrangement. That big fleshy mounded human told them about him. He wanted to grumble but he also had to learn the secret as soon as possible. In the end, he only voiced his dissatisfaction, “Why do I have to wait? Didn’t I pay the enrollment fee? I want to learn the secrets now.”

“Secrets?” Shui Wu Hen sighed. Looking at the parchment it was working on, it let out another sigh, “Alright, let’s do as you said. After leaving the room, turn to your right and enter the room straight ahead. Take a seat. I’ll be there in a while.”

“Umu,” satisfied, Tian Lang turned and left the room, not forgetting to assess Shui Wu Hen’s fleshy mounds properly.

Shui Wu Hen relaxed its shoulder and eyed the parchment, as if not willing to let the writings go even for a moment. In the end, it gave up saying, “It’s good anyway. I haven’t taught a class in a long time and I can also see whom to assign for him.”

Shui Wu Hen treated Tian Lang differently than any other students. Let alone his supporter, from the letter, he seemed like an influential warrior. Not to mention the presence he exuded, for such warriors, the academy had to do everything they can to help him.

On the other side, the room Tian Lang entered resembled a library. Aside from a few pairs of chairs, rows of bookshelves were arranged in the room. As for the number, they already surpassed the countability of the foolish Chaotic Being.

He took a book from one of the shelves and browsed. Aside from many numbers put together, countless symbols of non-sense shapes were mixed in them. Tian Lang stared at them and tried to get some comprehension. But not even a few seconds passed and he put the book together.

Let alone the next book, he dared not approach the shelf.

“What, they aren’t tricking me, are they?” Tian Lang mumbled as he tried a book from the opposite side.

Skipping the writings, Tian Lang found a human-shaped illustration. Countless fine threads of different colors were drawn inside the body. On a similar illustration, the human shape had slight fleshy mounds.

“Yes! This should be a clue! I expected the humans to play tricks on me but looks like they knew better,” Tian Lang snorted arrogantly and continued to think aloud, “Now, I have to find the secret of fleshy mounds, and I shall rule over the whole Tong Tian Tower! Muhahaha~”

Thump!

Tian Lang was so engaged and fascinated by the book that he failed to notice a human’s presence.

Looking left and right, he found no one, so he finally went into reading the book.

Shui Wu Hen, who was about to enter the room, shut the door and rubbed its temple.

‘Humans, tricks, fleshy mounds, and secrets? Just what kind of Fantasy Syndrome does this Tian Lang have?’ Shui Wu Hen wanted to wish its hand off this matter, but shaking its head, it decided to take a different approach and not associate Tian Lang with some Fantasy Syndrome patient. (Eighth Grade Disorder)

“For the time being, to make his self-talk comprehensible, let’s just assume that he is not a human. Even though he came here willingly or was led here, he doesn’t trust us much. This much is too easy to guess, but what’s this... fleshy mound?” Shui Wu Hen muttered and looked down.

An impressive pair of fleshy mounds stood there proudly.

Closing its eyes, the principal prayed sincerely, “Oh, god. Please no. This fleshy mound has no secret! Wait... no, at least give him that much common sense. Just which race lacks a gender?!” Shui Wu Hen suddenly froze, it remembered the content of the letter, “Ahaha, so that’s what you meant by making a man out of him.”

“No, I must be thinking too much. It sounds too ridiculous to be true. His race might be lacking in that aspect. He might not even be someone of a different race. He was brought up in some rural country where they had small chests. After living in the Tong Tian Tower or some battle zones, he was unintentionally attracted to them due to natural desire but... that doesn’t seem to be the case either.”

Naturally, Shui Wu Hen didn’t miss the gaze Tian Lang sent while assessing its fleshy mounds. That was purely a calculative gaze.

The calculative gaze by itself was offending; however, the intention behind his calculation didn’t seem perverted or some thirst. As for what, Shui Wu Hen failed to come up with any guess. It was definitely not one of comparison.

Shui Wu Hen thought a little and entered the library room. Taking the main seat, it coughed to attract Tian Lang’s attention.

Tian Lang obeyed and sat before the principal, not even bothering to look up. He had three books in his hand which occupied his full attention. So what if you are beautiful and ethereal? He had his priorities straight!

“Student Sky Wolf, you haven’t been tutored before but you should respect your teachers. However, that’s not important here, so let’s drop this matter. We shall start your class now. First, let’s choose a topic. Right, what is it something you are curious about? Something you really–”

Tian Lang didn’t let the principal finish before he lifted his head. With clear and straight eyes, Tian Lang said with great conviction, “I want fleshy mounds!” However, the problem was, Tian Lang’s clear and straight eyes pointed at the principal’s chest and not the face or eyes.

As if what he said might not be apparent, Tian Lang went into great detail, “What I want is fleshy mounds, no, Breasts! Big, soft, and bouncy breasts!”

The book in his hand was The Hundred Racial Anatomy. Tian Lang only flipped through the pages, his eyes only attracted to what he wanted. Everything that was roundish and mound-shaped he knew them all. He finally got the name of the very much desired fleshy mounds, The Breasts!

All the while, his eyes not leaving Shui Wu Hen’s chest.

‘Ok, my worst fear came true. Let’s try to confirm the next slowly.’ The principal smiled, “Student, what can you possibly mean by that?”

“Hmph!” Tian Lang snorted once again. Since they were going to teach about it, why the roundabout game? Anyway, they knew his circumstances, that human told them about him, so he had nothing to hide. “I meant exactly what I said. I want squishy fleshy mounds. You have soft fleshy mounds, so why would I, this Great Tian Lang, have hard and small fleshy mounds?”

“Pfft,” Shui Wu Hen, The Principal of the Ivy Academy, who hadn’t revealed a pure smile of joy for years, cracked up. No, it held back in the end but the ice that thawed once couldn’t be put back to its own place so easily.

Tian Lang was surprised by the sudden noise. Suddenly, he found the human radiating a beauty he hadn’t noticed before. But how? There was no external change. Yet, it suddenly gave him the impression of white lily, beautiful and prideful yet fragile, still radiating purity and happiness.

Is this because I spoke about fleshy mounds that this human stopped suppressing its beauty and now showing me the real beauty its fleshy mound exuded? Tian Lang thought profoundly and found it very possible.

What Tian Lang said was entirely outside of the Principal’s wildest imagination. When Shui Wu Hen heard his ridiculous words, a handsome Tian Lang with a big pair of fleshy mounds emerged in its mind.

The scene was so ridiculous and funny that Shui Wu Hen had never seen anything near in its entire life.

As if even that felt lacking to Tian Lang, he lifted his shirt and revealed the fleshy mounds shaped Origin Slime on his chest. Although he thought it might not be related, humans were the experienced ones. They would know better. So, in the end, he wore it before arriving here. Then he explained in an anxious tone, “Look, I even have this. Just tell me how to make them my breasts!”

Had it not been for the sense shattering view, Shui Wu Hen might’ve been more curious of his body to get any clue to figure out his race.

In the end, the ethereal principal grabbed its head and shouted inwardly, ‘My God, how do I make a man out of him?!’