Chapter 4 - 4

"I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects"

Shuho Household

Chun was busy drying his hair off, droplets of water kept dripping from his hair down to his face and his shoulders, adding to his enchanting beauty. Suddenly he received a message from his Ms spirit receiver.

Absorbing the message.

"To all students and teachers of Zeredome University, I, the Headmaster hereby announce that we need to go back, starting tomorrow for the upcoming ZUR competition. May you all train hard, Thank you.

Reminder: your cooperation is VERY needed"

Chun lazily get up from his bed when his maid servant ushered him to wake up because of his father worrying about him.

He stretched his white jade like arms and slender legs and walk himself to the bathroom. Even he came from bed, he's still oozing with sėxiness.

Even his maid was charmed by him.

"My dearest son, how's your sleep?"

Shenin Shuho attentively looking at his eating son. When still eating, Chun had that lazy aura that make you craddle at his arms.

"Hmm"

Chun just nodded while cutting the meat on his plate. Indicating that his too lazy on responding.

"Then good luck with your studies"

Shenin happily wishing him while finishing his coffee. Before Chun was about to leave, Shenin stopped him.

"Did you wear your amulet?"

Chun just snap his fingers, the red colored amulet appeared on his neck.

Chun waited silently at their car while the driver was driving them to Zeredome University. He dozed off for a minute.

He was awaken with a loud bang, stopping them on their tracks.

"Young master, please go back to your sleep. I'll handle this"

Within the Shuho household, every servants are a top fighter, even the driver itself.

Ciquen Roulete, a Greatworldian former lieutenant and currently the personal driver of Chun, went out to teach this 'disturbances' a lesson ... of a lifetime.

Facing ten hoodlums with an indifferent expression on his face. Ciquen's long raven black hair was tied into a pony tail, giving him a nice neat look with his eyeglasses on. He look at the so called hoodlums boringly.

"Bring that Young master of yours out!"

"We'll just give you a count of ten"

"10, 9..."

"To cut it short, I'll give you all a count of five to escape," Ciquen smirked while he begin his counting.

"5"

"You!"

"4"

"We're the one who's counting!"

"3"

"Are you making us laugh?!"

"2"

"Not escaping? I'm about to finish my counting" Ciquen just fixed his glasses to look at this amateur opponents.

"Are you joking?" The ȧssumed leader laugh with the others.

"1"

"Still continuing with the count?"

In a blink, Ciquen disappeared leaving his words of wisdom,"Okay then, start running"

Chun just seated himself silently while waiting for his driver to finish his masterpiece.

"Young master, I'm done,"

"Drive" he ordered with his lethargy tone.

Then the journey resumed, leaving the ten crippled people on the rode.

At the office of the master of Shuho household, there seated Shenin Shuho. He was busy with the loads of paperworks at his desk.

"Master, the young master is safe as usual"

I hope the amulet would still hold 'his phobia' back.