Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

LFTMPH Chapter 45-Let’s Not Owe Each Other Anything Part 1

Translated by Snowfall77

No, Yimei weren’t mass-produced.  That was clearly impossible.

But that meant that……Su Chan was the Demon Sect Master!

Xia Ge abruptly felt a little grateful that she was paralyzed.  Otherwise her legs would be shaking right now!

How hadn’t she recognized it before?!!  Why hadn’t she put it all together earlier?!!  Ah Tang, aka Su Chan, the big BOSS of the later stages, dressed in the {blood-stained spring and autumn} Yimei, and carrying a flute……Wait, what was the flute’s name again?  Dammit, Xia Ge couldn’t remember.

Sure, Xia Ge had guessed that Su Chan was likely in the Demon Sect, but going directly to the top and landing on the big BOSS……wasn’t Xia Ge too fucking lucky?!

“Hmm?”

Standing by the small Liuli tree table, Su Chan looked over at Xia Ge, a lovely eyebrow quirked, red dress draping her in fire, and with an eminently graceful demeanor.

“……”

The girl leaning against the wall was gazing steadily at Su Chan, a peculiar gleam in her black eyes.  A moment later, she closed her eyes.

“It’s nothing.”

The girl’s voice was hoarse and tinged with despair.

Smiling, Su Chan’s eyes betrayed her wantonness: “If Xia-Xia has any problems, just say it directly.  I’ve already said I’ll help you thrice.”

“Then can we talk about not owing each other anything?”  Xia Ge promptly jumped at the opportunity given, “I don’t want to put myself at a disadvantage, but I don’t want to anyone else to suffer losses either.”

Because you’re a big shot, a big BOSS, please, let’s find a way to settle our debts.

“Then let’s say that you taking care of the formation puppets is the first time you helped  me.”

“Helping me detoxify from the black vines’ poison is the second.”

“And for the third time, I hope that you will help me get to Danfeng’s entrance examination on time.”

Dark hair cascading over her shoulders, the girl opened her eyes again: “Can we do that?  Su Chan……”

Xia Ge spoke in all earnestness, figuring it was the only to convince Su Chan.

——“Can we do that?  Su Chan……”

Su Chan actually found it a little seductive, hearing her name called by that girl’s husky voice.

The fingers that were a second away from touching the sandalwood box slightly trembled.

What a very……bizarre feeling.

Caused by what was obviously a child.

After a long moment, Su Chan heard her own low laughter.

“Very well, that’s what we’ll do.”

Why not?

Yet before Xia Ge could exhale her sigh of relief, Su Chan’s soft voice added: “But before that, there’s something else you must say sincerely.”

Xia Ge stared at Su Chan blankly.

“You must say—‘Goodbye, Ah Tang.’”

The emotion in the beauty’s eyes was unreadable except for its dangerous edge.  Without quite knowing why, Xia Ge had goose bumps.

Well, what the hell, it was just saying goodbye……and besides, who wanted to meet such a demonic beauty again?

But……why use the name Ah Tang?  Was it really a false name?  Or had the beauty lied to Xia Ge yet again?

Never mind.

It didn’t matter.  Just as long as this person helped Xia Ge.

Xia Ge regarded Su Chan for a long time.

“Goodbye, Ah Tang.”

The girl’s voice was low and genuine.

And as soon as she said those words, she saw Su Chan’s body freeze.  The beauty’s mood seemed to sink, as if she’d remembered something unhappy, and she didn’t move again for a long time.

A dark qi filled the air around her.

Xia Ge tensed up as she sensed that something was clearly wrong.  Blinking, she observed Su Chan cautiously.

The beauty just calmly stood in front of the sandalwood box, apparently lost in her thoughts, paying no attention to Xia Ge.

Finally, after a very long time: “……you rest now.”

The red-garbed Sect Master didn’t look at Xia Ge, brow staying smooth, eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, tone calm and even.  Still, Xia Ge knew there was something she definitely hadn’t understood.  However, the dark qi seemed to have lifted and the air felt warmer.  It seemed the silent crisis had passed.

That didn’t change that the situation was all wrong though.  Xia Ge decided to attempt a rapprochement with the system: {what’s going on with her?}

Seizing the opportunity, the system answered: [It Appears……She Is Heartbroken?]

Xia Ge wasn’t buying it: {……this kind of demoness wouldn’t be ditched by someone.  no, she’d be the one doing the dumping, absolutely.}

The system laid on some flattery: [Host, You Must Be Right.  Host Is Very Smart.]

Xia Ge: {……}  Go straight to the dump, you trash system.

Su Chan had picked the sandalwood box up off the small table, her white fingers making a sharp contrast against the ebony wood.  Pondering over recent past events, Xia Ge had to ask: “Is that what you went through all this trouble for?”

The remains of Lingxi’s ancestor?  You feel strongly enough to do all that for a paltry box of ashes?

As an actual disciple of Lingxi, maybe Xia Ge should try to stop her?

If it was found out that the ashes of Lingxi’s great ancestor was stolen by the master of another sect, Lingxi Sect would definitely lose face……

“Yes……and no.”

Giving a soft little laugh, Su Chan looked down at the sandalwood box she held in one hand, blithely reaching out with the other to open it.

“Wait……wait, wait!  Wait a minute!”

Su Chan’s outstretched hand paused, and she turned her head to glance at Xia Ge, a false smile on her lips: “Mmm?”

Xia Ge: “……”

What should she say?  Should she really tell Su Chan not to defile of the ashes of Lingxi’s great ancestor?  Or was there some other line of reasoning she could use?

……Xia Ge couldn’t help feeling very out of her depth.

Delaying as long she could, Xia Ge eventually went with: “You……put my ancestor back down first!”