Superhumans of the Dome City

Chapter 1512: Bonus Story 3: High Schoolers’ Snippets (Part 1)_2

Qin Qianbai took a small sip of her drink through a straw and let out a soft gasp from the cold sensation. The cold drink effectively alleviated the summer heat; she sat on the roadside bench, scooping a bit of ice cream with a small spoon, silently savoring it in her mouth, her slightly squinted eyes radiating happiness.

The sight was elegant like that of a refined lady, yet full of a maiden’s charm. That’s why he liked watching Qin Qianbai eat, every glance inexplicably uplifting his mood.

Qin Qianbai guardedly pulled her cup closer: "Ah Ce, I’m absolutely not giving you my spoon to suck on."

"I beg you, be a graceful statue and don’t ruin your charm by speaking, will you?!" Gongsun Ce wailed, "In your mind, what kind of pervert is Mr. Gongsun anyway?!"

Qin Qianbai pondered for a moment: "Sneaking after school to lick a classmate’s recorder."

"That’s Zero Island’s perverted elementary school kid."

"Sneaking after school to bite a classmate’s guitar."

"Is this pervert from the rodent family or what."

Qin Qianbai raised a finger: "Sneaking after school to breathe the air classmates have breathed."

"Perverts have done nothing wrong! This is already a full-blown assault on someone’s right to breathe!"

Qin Qianbai licked her spoon and placed it back in her cup.

"To prevent Ah Ce from becoming society’s scum, I absolutely won’t give you my spoon. Even if you kneel and beg, it’s not happening."

Gongsun Ce clutched his head and cried out: "Still obsessing over the spoon topic, when will this idiotic topic end?!"

"When the topic of gender relations begins." Qin Qianbai stated seriously.

"Oh right, I knew you’d be persistent!" Gongsun Ce took a hefty sip of his cold drink, wincing from his toothache, "So what are you torn about? Though you don’t have many male friends, you haven’t attracted any weirdos either, right?"

Qin Qianbai lifted her drink cup with one finger and leapt lightly like a cat, hopping along the edge of the street flowerbeds on one foot. Gongsun Ce walked nonchalantly beside the girl, listening to her grievance-filled mutterings.

"Look, Ah Ce. No matter the angle, I’m undoubtedly a world-class beauty."

"Only in terms of appearance, that’s correct." Gongsun Ce replied offhandedly, greeting a familiar-faced junior high girl passing by. The spirited girl used after-school time for odd jobs and handed him a bunch of grey flowers.

Qin Qianbai inexplicably intensified her tone: "...Speaking of family background, I’m also a noble lady from a distinguished family, obvious as a noble child."

"That’s true, indeed only a few can rival the Qin family’s wealth out there."

"Judged by strength, I’m undoubtedly among Dome City’s top elites."

"That’s not wrong either."

"Then why, despite being flawless in every aspect, have I, this young lady, not received any goodwill from male peers two years after entering high school?"

Gongsun Ce slowly raised his head, gazing at the high school girl perched on the edge of the flowerbed for three seconds. Qin Qianbai stood nearly half a body taller than the average crowd, like an exceptional crane among common chickens.

"Indeed, why could this be." Gongsun Ce said, "It’s baffling."

He let out a long, long sigh, then in a flash seized Qin Qianbai with telekinesis and pulled her down.

"I’ve given up on correcting your innate peculiar thoughts, but I must say, your whole reasoning process is entirely wrong. Your seemingly strong arguments, when distilled to its core, boils down to three words—"

Gongsun Ce raised three fingers: "Which are gold, violence, and sox."

Qin Qianbai silently posed to strike, while Gongsun Ce quickly continued: "Before you hit me, at least listen! First, family background merely accumulates material wealth, isn’t it fair to represent it with ’gold’?"

"Ugh..."

Qin Qianbai halted at his words, Gongsun Ce pressed on: "Then for the second, strength. Indeed, Cangdu is a place where power rules, but it’s a mistake to assume that power is an advantage in male-female perspectives. If being strong makes one popular, any argument drawn from such simple and crude logic can only be summarized as ’violence’!"

"Eek."

The young lady yelped softly as if struck, Gongsun Ce prepared his trump card: "Lastly, your prideful beauty! Indeed you’re beautiful, your outer allure is exceptional, though calling it world-changing is excessive, it’s unmistakably memorable. Outstanding appearance simply translates to strong sexual attraction, how is it wrong for me to describe it as sox!"

"Ah Ce, suddenly saying...!"

The lady rarely grew flustered, a clear sign his flawless argument had hit home. Internally chuckling, Gongsun Ce had a brilliant idea. He pushed his glasses up, mustering all his cognitive power, speaking deeply: "I’ve said all this, haven’t you realized yet, young lady?"

"Realized what..." Qin Qianbai’s voice mysteriously softened.

"As to why no boy has shown goodwill to you yet..." Gongsun Ce articulated slowly, "It’s because of your one-of-a-kind image in Mr. Gongsun’s mind."

"...?!!!"

Qin Qianbai froze holding her drink, seemingly thrown into disarray. Confidence soared in Gongsun Ce, time hadn’t dulled his skills, this deliberate mystification was effectively muddling her thoughts.