The Assassin's Enemy Lover

“Sit like this.”

Zi Feiji thoroughly demonstrated how a lady should sit like but Zi Han was extremely resistant. “Grandpa, my balls will get squished if I sit like that.”

“Pfft.....,” snickered the old steward unable to restrain himself but when he saw Zi Feiji’s stone-cold eyes glaring at him through the rear view mirror he shut his mouth but his lips remained upturned.

“No, they won’t. Here, maybe you should put this on your knees when you sit in class,” he said taking out a small velvet blanket with the Bloodgarde family crest on it.

“But girls in my class don’t use it. Plus that blanket doesn’t conform to uniform standards,” replied Zi Han somewhat enjoying screwing with his grandfather.

He hadn’t slept well for the past three days and seeing his grandfather’s agitated appearance made his three days of suffering worth it.

“Don’t you think you are enjoying this a little too much?” asked Zi Feiji now completely regretting it. He was suddenly grateful that he had a grandson. If he had a granddaughter he might have been stressed out trying to swat away house flies taking chances.

He never had to worry about Zi Xingxi. That’s because boys would run the other way when they saw her. Not because she was ugly, on the contrary, she was as beautiful as dirty that Zi Feiji’s circle of friends constantly inquired about establishing ties through marriages.

.....

It was because she would beat the shit out of anyone who made a pass at her. It’s a miracle that Zi Han’s father succeeded. But looking at his dense and naive grandson he might have had a headache if Han was a Hanifa.

“We are here... I will see you later grandpa,” said Zi Han running out of the hovercar at a speed so fast you would think he was the Flash. That’s because he didn’t want to get nagged again but he still underestimated his grandfather.

Zi Feiji popped his head out of the door and yelled, “Don’t use the urinary! Use the stall!”

“Sir, but he is a boy?” replied the steward as the door closed.

“If he lifts his skirt wouldn’t that look like he is doing a strip tease in the toilet?” replied Zi Feiji his face a little contorted, “this was a bad idea, wasn’t it?”

Old Steward, “Umm well...”

“Don’t say it.”

While Zi Feiji was a little worried about Hanifa, Zi Han was swaggering into the academy his expression so calm like it was a regular Friday. But there was nothing regular about it.

The moment he stepped into campus he attracted a lot of attention with someone even directly running into a wall because they were starting at him. He on the other hand looked like he gave zero fucks, well, that is until his head teacher spotted him.

The man was discussing something with Professor Quinn when he saw a familiar face but his clothes weren’t quite right. “You! Cadet Han! Stop for me,” he said only for Zi Han to turn around and walk over to him with an innocent expression like he had done absolutely nothing wrong.

“Good morning professor Quinn, teacher Suwan,” he greeted them politely but they were staring at the female uniform on his body with a look of bewilderment.

“You!....,” shouted teacher Suwan but the words wouldn’t come out, “Why on earth?”

“Oh, this,” he said with his finger pointing at his skirt, “I am being punished for fighting in school. I will forward the notice to you.” In a few taps, he transferred the image to teacher Suwan’s light brain.

Teacher Suwan hurriedly read the contents of the notice and his expression turned to that of bewilderment. What sort of punishment was this?

To whom it may concern:

Cadet Han has violated code xxxx of Scylla Military Academy. For the next three weekdays, he would be dressed in the approved female uniform of the academy as punishment.

Signed by

Dean Kerpensky

“Well, if you were half as good at mech repair as you are at fighting I would be proud to call you my student,” retorted Professor Quinn finding this rather amusing.

Zi Han, “...”

“Just get to class,” said teacher Suwan feeling a headache coming on. He had a feeling not much learning would be happening in class one today.

Zi Han hurriedly thank them before hastily walking away. Down the passageway, he noticed a familiar figure at the corner but as soon as that person saw him he retreated as though running away. That person was none other than his new buddy.

In two strides he caught up with that garden gnome that was attempting to flee. He grabbed Shorty and half embraced him before speaking through gritted teeth. “Why are you running? Oh, so now you don’t know me?” asked Zi Han as the gaze towards them got more intense.

Shorty shrunk his neck looking like a turtle struggling to get back in its shell.

“Hahaha..... bi-big brother why, why would I run away from you,” he said stumbling over his words. In truth, he ran because for a second he almost thought he saw Zi Xingxi.

When he realised it was Zi Han he took a sharp U-turn and ran away but who would have thought that his short legs would betray him and he would get caught in a few strides.

What he really wanted to know was why Zi Han was wearing a girl’s uniform? Did his brother have such special interests? If he did then wouldn’t it confuse poor souls like him who hadn’t yet experienced the bliss of young love?

“Why, why are you wearing a skirt?” asked Shorty as they turned a corner before heading up the stairs.

Zi Han was about to respond when he saw three boys standing by the stairs. He could easily recognize them as they were from their class. It’s just that their paths hadn’t crossed and Zi Han didn’t even know their names.

Shorty nodded slightly at the three of them but Zi Han just casually glanced over before passing them. What Zi Han didn’t know was that when he was going up the stairs the faces of the three boys changed especially the one with blonde hair and silver eyes.

His eyes followed Zi Han till his figure disappeared. “He really has nice legs,” said one of them. From their reactions, they didn’t seem as surprised to see a guy dressed in a skirt. They were curious why he was wearing it at school but it was none of their business.