Hi Master, Little Mermaid Will Support You! 82

Chapter 82

A special transfer student arrived at the military academy’s elementary school.

The transfer student wore a mask, his large eyes curious as he looked around the classroom.

The students whispered:
“He’s wearing an ear stud, so cool!”
“A new student mid-semester?”
“He must have some special talent.”

“Quiet!” The teacher handed the transfer student a piece of chalk. “Introduce yourself.”

The transfer student, seemingly unfamiliar with chalk, played with it for a moment, then spoke:

“Hello everyone, I’m Jiao Mu!”

He stood on tiptoe and wrote his name on the blackboard, his writing slow and clumsy.

“Even kindergarteners write better than that.”
“Not academically gifted then, maybe a strong mental seascape, a mech prodigy?”
“I don’t sense any mental energy from him…”

“Stop guessing,” a girl interrupted. “MuMu is here because I’m helping him adjust.”

“Xiao Yue, you know him?”

“Yes, our parents are friends.”

They exchanged glances. Xiao Yue’s parents were retired military, living in the villa district, so the transfer student’s background must be significant.

It was Career Day at the academy. Professionals from various fields were invited to speak.

First, economics, taught by Assistant Xu from Wen Corp. Everyone knew Wen Corp – a top company, a business legend.

“Mr. Xu is the epitome of a business elite – gold-rimmed glasses, tailored suit, and impeccable professionalism.”
“He’s so serious, intimidating…”

MuMu’s deskmate: “I have to study hard, so I can work at Wen Corp like Mr. Xu one day!”

MuMu glanced at him.

“What’s with that look?” his deskmate asked. “Are you mocking my dream?”

“No, just surprised.” MuMu pointed at the podium. “He always complains about being overworked, like a beast of burden, maybe you should reconsider your career choice.”

His deskmate burst out laughing: “As if you know Mr. Xu!”

“The students who were talking, please stand.”

Assistant Xu, noticing the commotion, called them out: “Is there a problem?”

MuMu’s deskmate, stifling his laughter, stammered: “What does ‘beast of burden’ mean?”

Assistant Xu paused: “It means hardworking and dedicated.”

MuMu’s deskmate was even more determined: “I want to be a beast of burden!”

“?” Assistant Xu looked at MuMu. “And you?”

MuMu pulled down his mask: “I’m hungry.”

His deskmate gasped, whispering: “Wrong answer! Ask a question!”

Assistant Xu walked towards them, his face stern.

“You’re in trouble, apologize quickly, he looks angry…”

The deskmate’s panic turned to shock as Assistant Xu pulled out a bag of fish-shaped crackers.

MuMu took the crackers, its voice sweet: “Thank you, Big Brother!”

Assistant Xu’s face remained stern: “Call me ‘Teacher.'”

“Thank you, Teacher!”

“Put them away, eat after class.” He returned to the podium.

Deskmate: OoO

After class, the students crowded around MuMu’s desk:

“You really do know Mr. Xu!”

“He even called you ‘MuMu,’ they’re close.”

“What’s your relationship?”

MuMu remembered driving the scooter around the company, Assistant Xu chasing after it:

“We play games sometimes.”

“Wow!”

MuMu slipped away and ran to the classroom door.

“MuMu!” An elegant woman smiled. “No running in the classroom.”

MuMu hugged her: “Okay.”

The students gasped: “Is that Researcher Dai Rong?”

“Yes, she’s teaching the next class, mental seascape theory.”

“He knows people in research too!?”

After theory, it was combat class, taught by the Marshal herself.

The students looked at MuMu expectantly:

You know her too, right?

MuMu admitted: “Met her a few times.”

“…My mysterious classmate with incredible connections. Just who is he?”

After school, the students followed MuMu, curious. MuMu pulled down its mask, sniffing the air.

“He’s finding his family by scent?”

“Amazing.”

MuMu stopped at a fried fish stall.

“…Overestimated him.”

“I’m going home, nothing special about his family… wait.”

The students froze, staring at the familiar face from the news—

“MuMu.” Wen Ming, guided by the home butler, had arrived. He scooped up MuMu, who was drooling over the fried fish.

“How was school?” He adjusted MuMu’s mask. “Was it too smelly for you in the classroom?”

MuMu, perched on his arm, swung its legs:

“The mask helped… Fish! Yummy fish!”

Wen Ming bought him fried fish and turned to the other students:

“Want some?”

“A-Admiral Wen…”

MuMu’s first day of school, and he treated the entire class to fried fish.

Side Story 4: Normal Timeline

“MuMu, tonight…”

“No, I have to go to the Research Institute early tomorrow.”

“MuMu, lunch…”

“No date, I have experiments.”

“MuMu, Ocean Star trip…”

“Postponed, I’m busy!”

Besides streaming, MuMu now worked at Dai Rong’s lab. Inspired by the Jiao Ren controlling fish with sonar, Dai Rong had started a new project: using sound waves against the aquatic Zerg. MuMu, the only Jiao Ren in human society, was invited to join.

With the increasing aquatic Zerg threat, the project was urgent, and MuMu spent most of its time at the Institute, working later than Wen Ming.

“I’m home!”

MuMu didn’t see Wen Ming. It found him in the mermaid room, staring at Xiao Ke’s sandy nest.

“What’s wrong?” MuMu paused. “Are you mad I didn’t let you pick me up?”

Wen Ming: lonely.jpg

“I wasn’t sure when I’d finish, you’d be bored waiting!”

Wen Ming picked up Xiao Ke: “Remember, don’t be a workaholic when you grow up.”

Xiao Ke: ?

MuMu: “Workaholic? Who?”

Wen Ming looked at it.

“Me!?” MuMu was incredulous. “You’re calling me a workaholic!?”

“No vacations, constant overtime, even skipping meals.” Wen Ming touched the faint dark circles under MuMu’s eyes: “Tired?”

“To be honest, I’d say the same about your job.” MuMu chuckled, leaning against him. “The research is almost complete, then we can take a long vacation!”

Wen Ming lifted it into his arms: “Why are you so dedicated to helping humans with this?”

“Earning karma points. Solving the aquatic Zerg problem will save many lives.”

“Karma points?”

MuMu mumbled: “I used to criticize your company, your boss, but it turns out it was all directed at you… I heard doing good deeds earns karma.”

Wen Ming chuckled: “It’s okay, you must have your reasons.”

MuMu: “Let’s travel after the project is finished!”

“Okay.”

Finally, the day arrived. A thunderstorm, and their flight was canceled.

“They call this a ‘flag’ online.”

MuMu groaned: “I hate thunderstorms! Nothing good ever happens during thunderstorms.” It had been captured during a thunderstorm, Wen Ming’s mental seascape acted up during thunderstorms, and even during the time travel incident, it had been raining.

“Let’s go on our trip.”

“But all flights are delayed.”

Wen Ming crouched down, placing his hand on the floor.

“No!” MuMu grabbed his arm. “Lightning is bad for your mental seascape, what if piloting the mech triggers another episode?”

“I believe you’ll kiss me.” Wen Ming looked at it intently. “I’ll create a good thunderstorm memory for you, will you join me on this journey?”

MuMu’s eyes sparkled: “Yes!”

They traveled aimlessly through space, admiring the nebulae and the various planets. The twin blue moons, their invisible bond guiding their dance, were the most captivating.

As the mech flew past them, Wen Ming whispered in MuMu’s ear:

“I like you, and I love you.”

MuMu suddenly understood, all those terrible thunderstorms had been leading to this moment, to meeting and falling in love with Wen Ming.

From that perspective, they weren’t so bad after all.

If there were a hundred steps between them, MuMu believed Wen Ming had taken all hundred, while Wen Ming believed the little mermaid had swum them all.

They only had to stand still, and their love would find its way to them.

<The End>