Deviant: No Longer Human

Dong Kai's eyes gleamed with a mixture of anticipation and rebellion as he leaned in, voice hushed, "So, what's the plan?" The prospect of exacting retribution on Lei Xia seemed to incite him.

Wang Xiao's lips curled into a sly smile, revealing a hint of mischief. "We'll capture her naked—record her during a bath."

Dong Kai, though hesitant, nodded in agreement. "And then?"

Wang Xiao, with an air of calculated determination, unveiled his next move. "After the Chinese New Year, we'll release the footage online."

Dong Kai's forehead creased with concern. "Isn't that too risky? What if we get caught? This could trigger a serious investigation."

Wang Xiao, undeterred, leaned in to share his contingency plan, "We'll expertly remove any trace of background, and then, we'll sow the rumor that Lei Xia orchestrated the whole thing for attention, but it spectacularly backfired on her."

Dong Kai's eyes widened in shock as he regarded Wang Xiao, a mix of disbelief and uncertainty etched across his face.

How could Wang Xiao speak of such ruthless actions with a seemingly casual smile?

Noticing Dong Kai's hesitation, Wang Xiao pressed, "Are you in for it, or not?"

Dong Kai paused, deep in contemplation, before finally nodding, "Let's do it! But how do we get up there?" His gaze fixated on the distant window, perched high above.

A sudden chill ran down Dong Kai's spine. Sensing Wang Xiao's scrutinizing gaze, he looked around and found his eyes locked onto him. A sixth sense tingled within Dong Kai, casting a shadow of unease over their dubious plan.

A few minutes later...

"Argh! Bastard, take off your shoes!" Dong Kai's voice echoed as Wang Xiao leaped over, landing on his shoulder and skillfully balancing himself.

Perched on Dong Kai's shoulder, Wang Xiao's mischievous grin widened. "You worry too much, my friend," he chuckled, complying with Dong Kai's demand by carefully removing his shoes.

"Who is your friend, Bastard? Keep your stinky feet away from my face!" Dong Kai growled, a hint of frustration in his voice.

Wang Xiao, undeterred, chuckled, "Don't make too much noise. I'm going to open the window slightly and place my phone there for recording."

Dong Kai, though still irritated, reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Wang Xiao's face took on a subtle seriousness as he contemplated the possibility of being spotted by Lei Xia. With a measured caution, he slid the window open, his movements deliberate, and placed the phone in the corner, initiating the video recording.

"Is... It done?" Dong Kai inquired, feeling the strain on his shoulders from being Wang Xiao's impromptu perch.

Wang Xiao remained silent, his eyes fixed on the unfolding scene inside. 'Damn... That is some good body...'

"Hey, Wang Xiao!" Dong Kai's voice rose slightly in volume.

Wang Xiao, with a frown, glanced down, "Be silent! Just two minutes, let me get some good angles."

'Good angles?' Dong Kai felt frustration bubbling within; he, too, wanted to enjoy the spectacle of Lei Xia's jade feets.

"Okay, it's done!" Wang Xiao finally spoke, leaping down and swiftly closing the window.

"Finally..." Dong Kai breathed a sigh of relief, the weight on his shoulders lessening as the covert mission reached its conclusion.

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"Hm?"

Lei Xia, now reclining in a bathtub filled with hot water, cast a curious glance around. The steam enveloped her, obscuring her vision. 'Am I hearing voices?' she contemplated, a peculiar chill coursing over her naked body.

Unbeknownst to her, the window at her blind spot remained concealed and out of reach, preventing Lei Xia from noticing Wang Xiao's surreptitious recording from outside.

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"C'mon, Wang Xiao, show me that quick!" Dong Kai gasped, his anticipation evident in the way he recovered his breath.

Wang Xiao nonchalantly shrugged, "It's just some saggy breasts. Do you really want to spoil your mood by seeing it?"

"Saggy breasts?" Dong Kai, caught off guard, mumbled, 'Teacher Lei isn't that old...' But before he could process it fully, Wang Xiao had strolled away, deftly tucking his phone into his pocket.

"You bastard! Wait for me!" Realization struck Dong Kai, and he hurriedly pursued Wang Xiao.

"Hey hey, why so loud? Want everyone to hear!?"

"What loud!? Don't try to ignore me, Xiao!"

Wang Xiao, unfazed, shrugged, "I'm not ignoring you. In fact, I don't even care about males."

Dong Kai persistent, spoke in a hushed fashion, "Come on, show me your phone quick! I want to experience heaven too!"

As they approached the entrance, another figure emerged, a boy with a snug scarf around his neck, flanked by two curious onlookers. The echoes of Dong Kai and Wang Xiao's banter reached them, prompting an abrupt halt.

"Heaven?" Zhao Yang wondered aloud, his curiosity piqued.

'Where are these two coming from?' Zhao Yang mused as Wang Xiao and Dong Kai, realizing they were not alone, came to an abrupt stop.

Wang Xiao's expression morphed into a mischievous smirk. "Look who it is. Did your head finally heal?"

!!

Zhao Yang felt his forehead bulging with irritation.

Wang Xiao persisted, "So where are you going, Fatty?"

*Pft...*

Dong Kai suppressed a laugh. 'This Wang Xiao is insane!' he thought, wearing a wry smile, while the people behind Zhao Yang shot them disapproving glares.

Zhao Yang, towering over Wang Zhao, seemed an unlikely target for the latter's scolding, creating a surreal scene in the courtyard.

Zhao Yang's snort sliced through the air, "Count your days, Wang Xiao!" With an unexpected veneer of restraint, he and his entourage swaggered away through the imposing main gate.

"Count my days... huh..." Wang Xiao, momentarily caught off guard by Zhao Yang's audacity, muttered, "Where are they off to? Isn't going outside against the rules?"

Dong Kai clarified, "Students can visit other classes..."

Wang Xiao nodded, recalling that Wang Xueying likely resided in the adjacent building.

On the left side of the road, two buildings stood tall, separated by a solid wall—one bustling with junior high students, and the other housing senior high first and second-year students.

The right side mirrored this arrangement, hosting two buildings, distinct and divided—one teeming with primary school students, the other with the more seasoned third-year senior high students.

Following this intricate layout, Wang Xueying and Wang Jiarong should be right next door, while Wang Mei's residence should be directly ahead. This realization abruptly shattered Wang Xiao's plans with Wang Xueying.

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In the adjacent building, tranquility surrendered to a vibrant chaos. A colossal campfire, its flames dancing with unrestrained vigor, beckoned third-year senior high students from all directions. The luminous glow cast a warm hue on the lively gathering, where even teachers joined in the revelry.

Chen Yongzheng, a guiding figure among the faculty, stood amid the energetic crowd as well. The sizzle of a BBQ fire added a touch of western festivity to the already charged atmosphere.

Around the long table, a diverse range of characters mingled, their laughter and chatter weaving a symphony of celebration. In a secluded nook, Hao Zemin sat, his head bearing visible marks—a testament to the recent clash with Mo Xiang and Wang Xiao.

"Zemin, wouldn't Wang Xueying's brother be present as well?" Zhao Chen, his keen-eyed best friend, surveyed the scene, absorbing the pulsating energy.

Hao Zemin's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he directed his gaze toward the lodge on the right, the flickering light revealing a glint of excitement. "He should be."

Zhao Chen leaned in, his voice a conspiratorial whisper, "That's good. If you're seeking revenge, there shouldn't be any interference or anyone to protect him here."

Hao Zemin hesitated, a subtle wariness clouding his expression. Seizing the moment, Zhao Chen provided a final push, "My brother is also in odds with a student in the first year of junior high. What if we address both issues together, along with my brother's matter?"

Intrigued, Hao Zemin queried, "Your brother?"

Zhao Chen gestured ahead, "Right there."

At that precise moment, Hao Zemin's eyes swept the lively scene, catching sight of three figures entering. Stepping into focus was an imposing figure, leading the group. A spark of determination ignited in Hao Zemin's gaze. "Let's do it!"

Zhao Chen reassured Hao Zemin with a comforting pat on the shoulders and a warm smile, "Don't worry, we've got this! My brother may seem intimidating, but he lacks the wits. With our addition, handling two kids won't be hard."

Hao Zemin nodded in approval, recalling the confidence he had in himself. Even on that day, if not for Mo Xiang's interference, he believed he could have handled Wang Xiao alone.

A few moments later, an unexpected revelation unfolded. Both Hao Zemin and Zhao Chen exchanged stunned glances as Zhao Yang disclosed the identity of his nemesis.

Coincidentally, it turned out that both Hao Zemin and Zhao Yang shared the same adversary!

The revelation added an layer of suprise to thier plans, and Zhao Chen couldn't contain his laughter, becoming the sudden center of attention.

On the opposite side of the table, a short-haired blonde guy sat, engrossed in conversation with his friends while discreetly casting glances toward the center of the gathering. He was none other than Wu Shenji, a third-year senior high student, harboring a silent crush on Wang Jiarong.

The night was brimming with unexpected connections and simmering tensions.