Rong Shi froze, instinctively checking the time. August 10th, it really was his birthday.

“I originally wanted to tell you last night, but I fell asleep waiting for you,” Song Yu casually sat on the armrest. “But it’s not too late now, is it?”

So that’s why he slept on his bed last night. Rong Shi was very surprised; he had never thought that the mad cat would celebrate his birthday. The unbearably salty noodles somehow tasted sweet.

“Thank you, that’s very thoughtful.”

Song Yu: “Do you like the birthday present?”

Rong Shi was confused: “Noodles?”

Song Yu reached out and touched the tooth marks vaguely visible on his collar, smiling: “This, and that.” 

He made a licking motion with his lips.

“Cough cough—” A mouthful of noodles almost choked him. Rong Shi cleared his throat, feigning composure, “The technique isn’t good; it needs improvement.”

Song Yu raised an eyebrow: “Really not good? Then why are your ears red?”

Rong Shi: “…”

The technique might not be good, but the person was very good. Song Yu draped his arm over Rong Shi’s shoulder, casually saying, “You say it’s not good, but weren’t you still in my mouth s—ugh!” Before he could finish, a piece of shrimp was stuffed into his mouth.

Rong Shi: “Here, eat.”

Song Yu ate while saying, “I, the dignified Prince, condescended to perform oral for you, and you’re still being picky—”

Mid-sentence, Rong Shi’s peeled crab leg was brought to his mouth.

Rong Shi: “Eat.”

Song Yu took a bite from his hand, then continued, “I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to handle it if my technique was too good.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Seeing that he was about to say more, Rong Shi turned his head and kissed that incessantly chattering mouth: “Is the crab leg too small to shut you up?”

The dead rabbit was shy. Song Yu smiled, asking, “Then what should you say?”

Rong Shi was helpless, yet found the clingy little cat incredibly cute. His lips curved upwards, his voice very low: “I like it very much.”

Song Yu chuckled, a look of course on his face: “I just like hearing you tell the truth.”

Rong Shi: “…”

The enormous bowl of noodles was almost finished, as they took turns eating. Song Yu: “Is it a bit salty?”

Rong Shi: “Did your taste buds wake up?”

Song Yu retorted casually: “My mouth is full of your taste, I can’t taste anything else.”

Rong Shi: “…” Alright, you win.

After eating the longevity noodles, Rong Shi finished the rest of his work. Song Yu, having nothing to do, sat beside him reading, waiting for him.

The quiet in the room was broken by a rapid knocking. Wu Han rushed in, his face anxious.

“Chairman, we just received a notice from the police department. A huge item that was supposed to be transported into the school has been intercepted. Do you have time to go take a look?”

Rong Shi: “Huge item?”

Wu Han: “A box dozens of meters high, we don’t know what it is.”

Song Yu closed his physics book and gracefully stood up: “Let’s go, let’s go see the excitement.”

Rong Shi gave him a strange look. When did Xiao Song become so fond of crowds?

The school gate was surrounded by students. The guards were on high alert, and even the passing director of student affairs, Zheng Hai, was pulled over to help.

“It can’t be an enemy attack, can it?!”

“Such a huge metal box can’t possibly be a package, it’s too scary.”

“Looks like a military equipment box, but if the school purchased it, why would it be delivered from here?”

“Didn’t you see the guards stopping them outside? It’s definitely not from the school.”

“Holy crap! The armed wall at the school gate is up, feels like a fight could break out anytime.”

“Directly attacking the military academy? Who dares to be so arrogant!”

Wu Han quickly pushed through the noisy crowd to let Rong Shi and Song Yu pass. “The Chairman is here, move aside.”

As soon as they heard Rong Shi was coming, the voices in the crowd died down, automatically making way for him. Rong Shi walked over unhurriedly. The guards were fully armed, surrounding both the box and the people delivering it. In the tense atmosphere, Zheng Hai, holding a thermos cup and rubbing his belly, stood there, a sudden change in mood.

“Xiao Rong, you’re finally here,” Zheng Hai waved to Rong Shi anxiously. “My next class is about to start, and they just won’t let me leave.”

Qian Duo, standing beside Zheng Hai, awkwardly scratched his head: “Sorry, Teacher Zheng, the Chairman wasn’t here, and we couldn’t control the situation without you.” Seeing Rong Shi arrive, he immediately found his backbone and leaned close to him, whispering, “We told them no entry without school approval, but these people wouldn’t listen and tried to force their way in. There’s no way to communicate.”

Rong Shi nodded slightly to Zheng Hai, then turned to look at the row of men in black suits standing beside the box. These men were all tall and wore biological masks. They were military personnel, and not just ordinary soldiers.

The lead man in black took a few steps towards Rong Shi, respectfully saying, “Hello, are you Chairman Rong Shi?”

Rong Shi’s voice was faint: “I am.”

The man in black pulled out an electronic screen, opened it, and handed it to him: “This is your package, please sign for it.”

Whoa!

This really was a package?! Wu Han and Qian Duo were dumbfounded. Not only was it a package, but it was for the Chairman?! The onlookers were also stunned.

“What’s in there, could it be a mecha?!”

“Mecha?! Chairman Rong is too rich?!”

“No, buying a mecha is nothing, the batch number is the hardest part to get. You might not get a personal batch number even with money.”

“If there’s no batch number, what’s the use of buying it? To display it in the backyard?”

“Are you sure it’s a mecha? Maybe it’s a new model of hovercar?”

“Idiot, if you bought a hovercar, would they pack it in a metal box?”

Upon hearing it was for him, Rong Shi suddenly thought of something. He glanced at Song Yu, who looked very composed, trying hard to appear indifferent. If it were from anyone else, this cat would have already bristled.

Rong Shi checked the list on the electronic screen, ready to sign.

“Wait, wait,” Zheng Hai stopped him, “Xiao Rong, think carefully, who would send you such a huge package?”

“Yeah, think about it carefully,” Song Yu casually added, “Who could it be?”

Rong Shi: “Too much trouble, too lazy to think.”

Song Yu: “…”

The guard captain also walked over nervously. “Chairman, this matter needs to be handled cautiously.”

Rong Shi signed: “Scan it and put it in the armory.”

Guard captain: “Armory? Is this really military equipment?” But it wasn’t purchased by the school, so how could it be put into the school’s armory? Confiscated?

With the student union chairman’s signature, even ammunition could be openly brought into the school. The guard captain was not at ease. After scanning the metal box with no abnormalities, he personally escorted the box to the armory. The gossiping students were too curious and eagerly followed. Zheng Hai, who had claimed he had class, couldn’t control himself and also followed.

Such a large commotion attracted several directors of student affairs. When Qian Fan arrived, he just happened to see the guards dismantling the box.

“What is it?”

Rong Shi stood at the door, watching: “A mecha.”

“Oh,” Qian Fan belatedly realized, “A mecha?!”

His voice was a bit loud, and the surrounding students all heard it, their eyes sparkling, all wanting to see what model Chairman Rong’s mecha was. Very few people in the Empire legally owned personal mechas. 

This thing was not only expensive but also took up a lot of space, and maintenance was a huge cost. Crucially, it wasn’t of much use normally, and if you dared to go out and blast randomly, you’d probably not live to go home. For ordinary people, it was a completely unnecessary luxury. But for warriors, it was a lifelong dream! Who wouldn’t want a mecha of their own?

The metal box was quickly dismantled. When the mecha was lifted by a giant crane and stood before everyone, the air instantly froze.

What the hell was this mecha? It was clearly a rabbit! A thirty-meter tall, extremely indifferent-looking rabbit!

“This—this is beyond the curriculum! Can someone explain what this is?!”

“A mecha… right?”

“Even if it’s a beast-type mecha, who would use such a cute animal as a prototype?”

“Just thinking that Chairman Rong uses this, I feel completely off.”

Qian Fan and the other directors of student affairs: “…” Rich people really know how to have fun.

Wu Han, Qian Duo: “…” Why would the Chairman buy such a cute mecha?! Does he misunderstand his own image?!

“Oh, it’s a rabbit,” Song Yu chuckled. “I wonder who has such good taste.”

Rong Shi: “Who else but you?” The moment he saw the rabbit, Rong Shi’s heart skipped a beat. Although he was prepared, his inner self was still greatly impacted. This was truly something the mad cat would do.

Song Yu clicked his tongue: “No surprise at all?”

Rong Shi: “Plenty of shock, though.”

[01: Awww, it’s the little brother!]

[00: 00 is the older brother now.]

The topic #SongBeautySendsChairmanRongGiantRabbitMecha# quickly hit the forum’s front page. Many students ran to the armory to take photos and check in after seeing the post. There were too many people, forcing the armory to temporarily close.

Song Ke received the news from below immediately, thinking he had misheard. “Song Yu sent Rong Shi a rabbit-shaped mecha?” He looked confused.

Secret agent: “Yes, but Rong Shi doesn’t seem to like it much. He put it in the school armory and ignored it.”

Song Ke burst out laughing, falling back onto the sofa, constantly wiping tears from the corners of his eyes. “Song Yu is such a talent! Who would like such an insulting thing?!”

Zhao Quan, sitting with him in the study, was thoughtful but not as relaxed as Song Ke. “No matter how cute the exterior, it’s still a mecha. It’s not a good thing for Rong Shi to have such a powerful weapon in his hands.”

“If I gave you a rabbit mecha, would you pilot it? I certainly wouldn’t,” Song Ke sneered. “I knew that kid Song Yu was faking it. How could he give up the throne for an Alpha he liked? He’s pretending to show affection while insulting Rong Shi. He’s really got a way.”

Zhao Quan: “But I don’t think this matter is as simple as just an insult—” If a proper mecha were sent, it would certainly raise multiple alarms, but with an unreliable exterior, it could divert a lot of attention.

“Stop with the ‘buts’!” Song Ke said impatiently, “Since he’s already taken the first step, wouldn’t we be letting down his good intentions if we don’t make good use of it?”

Zhao Quan: “Your meaning?”

Song Ke sneered: “Sow discord, let them fight among themselves!”

On the other side of the palace, Ji Ling also received the same news. “No matter how deep his scheming, he’s only eighteen,” he said mockingly. “Fortunately, he’s not mature enough, so we have a chance.”

Special assistant: “Should we do something?”

Ji Ling, holding scissors, trimmed the branches of the plants on the wooden frame: “People with higher abilities have stronger self-esteem. Receiving something like this is no less than public humiliation for Rong Shi. This is a chasm. We don’t need to do anything else, just widen this chasm, and they’ll destroy each other.”

The special assistant’s eyes changed, and he bowed his head in agreement: “Yes!” As he spoke, another person dressed as a gardener walked in to report: “Your Highness, Ji Ming is gone again.” With a strong squeeze, the scissors cut the most vibrantly blooming red rose, its head rolling onto the ground like a skull.

In the dorm, Rong Shi was sitting on the rug, video chatting with Mian Mian, checking the homework he had assigned. Song Yu hugged him from behind, chin resting on his shoulder, watching Mian Mian impressively throw punches and kicks.

Fifteen minutes later, Mian Mian stood panting, waiting for his older brother’s critique.

Rong Shi: “Good, tomorrow you need to do five minutes more than today.”

Mian Mian wiped his sweat: “Okay.” After Rong Shi finished his critique, Mian Mian sat on the floor, drinking water from a large mug. “Yu Ge, I heard you sent my brother a rabbit mecha?”

Song Yu: “Even you heard?”

Mian Mian: “I—I heard it from my teacher.”

“I spent a lot of effort personally designing the mecha’s appearance,” Song Yu sighed softly. “Too bad, your brother doesn’t like it.”

Mian Mian: “Really? I thought brother looked very happy.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Song Yu: “Did he? He had a sullen face all day.”

Mian Mian: “Brother has a poker face; it’s normal.”

Rong Shi: “…………” Who has a poker face?

Song Yu secretly chuckled, turning his head to look at Rong Shi: “Really? I was thinking if you weren’t happy, I’d just throw that mecha away.” Rong Shi frowned: “Don’t you dare.”

Mian Mian was happily drinking water, but the more he watched, the more something felt off. Why were these two being so mushy?

Afraid that his brother would see something he shouldn’t, Rong Shi prepared to end the call. His terminal suddenly rang; it was a voice call from Qin Lin.

[59 Xuanwu Street, come quickly!]

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Author’s note:

 Song Cat: You don’t like it? Then I’ll throw it away.

Rong Bunny: Don’t you dare!

Snatching it back to his private stash, and sticking a small note on it.

[First birthday gift from wife, cute~]