My Superpower Is Kind of Cute

Chapter 19: Pee on My Head

I slowly turned around and looked toward the source of the sound. There stood a man as skinny as a bamboo pole, looking panicked. At his feet lay a pile of shards, and not just me—everyone’s attention was focused on him. The man was trembling with fear. After a long while, he timidly spoke up, “It… it fell on its own.” I turned my head and asked Qi Yun softly, “Is he telling the truth?” “Of course not,” Qi Yun shot me a withering glance. “He was just trying to get some girls’ attention. He was showing it off to look cool when it accidentally slipped out of his hand and fell.” “That’s so despicable,” I said, feigning outrage, but my attention wasn’t really on that—I was looking around instead. “Have you seen any of your own kind?” Qi Yun looked completely bewildered. “What do you mean, ‘your kind’?” “Don’t forget that you used to sleep here all the time before I gave birth to you. There’s no telling what might crawl out of that teapot that just shattered.” As soon as Qi Yun heard that, he instantly stopped paying any attention to me. Still uneasy, I whispered in my dad’s ear, “Did you see anything you shouldn’t have?” The old man looked at me in confusion. “I’m past the age of looking at that sort of thing.” I rolled my eyes at him. “I didn’t mean that kind of thing. I mean, have you seen any strange people around here?” The old man burped, looked around intently, and said to me, “Nope. You’re the one who seems pretty strange to me. Have you been drinking too much, kid?” “Oh.” I replied nonchalantly. I didn’t notice anything unusual around us, and since the old man said everything was fine, I felt reassured. It seemed not every teapot here was filled with that guy Qiyun. As I breathed a sigh of relief, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of bitterness for myself. By then, the crowd had already gathered around the guy who caused the trouble. When he saw the Fat Guy approaching, he nearly dropped to his knees, tearfully recounting how hard his life was—which boiled down to one thing: “For God’s sake, don’t make me pay for this.” The fat guy clearly knew the inside story behind all those bottles and jars, yet he pretended to be in a bind. He deliberately glanced at my dad before finally nodding reluctantly and saying, “It’s fine, it’s fine. Let’s just forget about this. It’s my fault for not explaining things clearly to you guys earlier. I’ll take the blame for this—I won’t ask you to pay any compensation.” As soon as the skinny guy heard there’d be no compensation, he burst into tears, clung to the fat guy’s leg, and kept thanking him profusely. My dad also kept praising the fat guy’s character, crouching down on the ground with a look of concern to examine the shards scattered on the floor. I shook my head, too exhausted to even make a snarky comment. Damn, that favor was sold way too cheaply. It really does prove that the fat ones have the most clout. Once this farce was over, the crowd lost interest in the spectacle and began to disperse. The old man was feeling the effects of the alcohol and was getting drowsy. Seeing that his chance to suck up had passed—and perhaps feeling a twinge of guilt over the electricity bill—the fat guy quickly helped him up and headed back to his room. Seeing that there wasn’t much else to do, I told the old man I was going to take a stroll around the area. He mumbled a vague “Mm-hmm” and left it at that. Since the fat guy was practically fighting to escort him back—acting more like his son than I, his own flesh and blood—I didn’t feel like arguing with him. I called out to Qi Yun, and we tagged along behind him, cutting across in the opposite direction and heading toward the forest on the mountainside. “Why did you choose this route?” It wasn’t until we were halfway there that I started to feel something was off. Out of breath, I leaned against a tree and asked Qi Yun in confusion. Although the mountain trail wasn’t too difficult to navigate, the weather was hot, and I hadn’t prepared for it. By now, my mouth was parched, my stamina was plummeting, and I really wanted a bottle of Mi-Dong. Qi Yun’s spirit didn’t have to exert any effort at all—he’d been gliding along the whole way. Now, not even out of breath, he gave me a smirk. “Mengmeng, are you for real? You’re already this exhausted after such a short walk. Do you have kidney deficiency or something?” “That’s easy for you to say,” I retorted, plopping down on the ground and adopting an attitude that said, “If you don’t say anything, I’m not moving.” After all, I held all the cards. Qi Yun shook his head, scanned the horizon, and spoke slowly, “It’s nothing. I just want to go take a look. I have this feeling that there’s something there… Plus, I sense a surge of spiritual energy nearby.” “Spiritual energy again?” I jumped to my feet, my expression a mix of emotions. “At this rate, I’m going to turn into Conan—everywhere I go, there’s bloodshed and chaos. Are you trying to stir up trouble?” I had every reason to believe he kept dragging me to places with spiritual energy just so we could fuse—what a scheming guy. Qi Yun, however, looked completely unconcerned. “Mengmeng, don’t be afraid. I’ll protect you.” In his eyes, all the spiritual energy users around here were total pushovers. “You’re the one I’m afraid of,” I said, shooting him a glance before turning to leave. If I’d known he was going to drag me into this mess, I wouldn’t have been so stupid as to follow him here. With all this free time, I’d rather study geography and learn something useful. “I hear something,” Qi Yun called out from behind me. “It’s getting closer.” I paused. At first, I thought he was tricking me, but when I listened closely, I could indeed hear footsteps—and they were getting closer. I’d originally planned to run, but I’d just expended a lot of energy, so I couldn’t be bothered. I scanned the area, then quickly ducked into a patch of weeds and crouched there to keep watch. Qi Yun strolled leisurely up behind me and asked pointedly, “Mengmeng, aren’t you going to run?” “Go ahead and keep messing with me,” I said, turning to glare at him as I peered through the gaps in the weeds to see who was making the footsteps, while Qi Yun smiled slightly behind me. After about ten seconds, I saw two people walking slowly toward me from a short distance away. They were dressed in black suits and were wearing sunglasses even in broad daylight. Sweating profusely, they were marching meticulously in my direction. “Shit.” I covered my mouth to stop myself from cursing out loud. I knew those two all too well—weren’t they the bit players I’d beaten to a pulp at Zhao Leichuan’s house…? Of course, Qi Yun had played a part in that too. No wonder he’d been so brazen just now—his dog nose must have sniffed them out long ago. With that thought, I turned back and shot him a resentful look. Qi Yun grinned at me and said, “How about we go over there and beat them up again? First time’s a stranger, second time’s a friend—who knows, maybe the third time we run into them, they’ll come right up to us asking to get beaten up.” “Shut up,” I warned him impatiently. Getting into a fight out here in the middle of nowhere—if we accidentally maimed them, we’d have to haul them down the mountain. Besides, that incident with Zhao Leichuan is water under the bridge now, and that kid’s been doing pretty well lately. I didn’t want to stir up trouble by picking on them again. The two didn’t notice me as they hurried past. Just as I was breathing a sigh of relief, the slightly shorter one—the one who hadn’t been as decisive in our previous encounter—turned to the other and said, “Old Xiao, I really need to pee.” “You’re such a pain,” the man called Old Xiao stopped in his tracks, shot him a disapproving glance, glanced around, and pointed to where I was standing. “Go take care of it right there. No one’s around anyway—it’ll just nourish the earth. Hurry up.” “Oh, okay.” With Old Xiao’s permission, the guy nodded repeatedly and hurried over to me in two strides. He looked like he’d been holding it in for a long time and couldn’t wait to unbuckle his belt. I looked up and saw a shadow looming overhead; my heart sank instantly. Moving now would surely give me away. Thinking of the “thrill” of having urine splashed all over my face, I gritted my teeth, stuck my butt out, and glanced back at Qi Yun. “What are you doing?” Qi Yun asked with a look of schadenfreude, feigning ignorance. “I’m in this state and you still won’t do it?” I snapped, furious.