My wife is a witch princess

Chapter 38 How to Prove You're a Respectable Person

Song Che walked home carrying his umbrella, with a note in his hand that read: "Thank you for your umbrella."

He then suddenly realized what his mother meant by "puppy love".

The teacher probably noticed that one student was writing down random answers, and another girl who had been answering questions correctly suddenly started writing down random answers as well, and the two were making the same mistakes. Zhang Hanyu is a girl, so her little tricks were obvious to the teacher.

As for misunderstandings, only a teacher would think that way.

Song Che doesn't have many friends, only three at most, but each one is a good friend.

Besides Jiang Shuo, Zhang Hanyu is another of his buddies. She is introverted and meticulous, but also a complete oddball—her self-gender identity is somewhat blurred, and she always believes that men and women are structurally the same species.

This guy would even seriously send her all sorts of study materials, which made it impossible for any girls to get close to her. As a result, she only had Song Che as a friend, and Jiang Shuo could barely be considered half a friend, as that guy was purely after the study resources she had.

The last one was his childhood friend, whom he had known since they were little. They went to different high schools and could only see each other during holidays when they returned to their hometown. But in Song Che's heart, that was his best friend.

As he walked, he thought to himself that he really needed to find a time to get together; he missed them terribly.

As dusk fell, a cool breeze whistled down his neck. Passing a small shop, he couldn't help but stop and stare at the scarves hanging in the window, lost in thought.

There's a light purple one that looks very soft.

Song Che was suddenly stunned.

……

Pushing open the door, Xia Li was curled up on the sofa, using Bruce as a hand warmer. Upon seeing Song Che return, she immediately released the victim.

Bruce barked and darted to Song Che's legs, rubbing against him, looking so aggrieved he was about to speak.

Song Che picked it up and found it was warm all over. It was too cold outside, so he also put his hand under Bruce's belly to warm it up.

Bruce seemed to freeze for a moment.

Setting down the melancholy-looking cat, Song Che took out a light purple scarf from the bag and handed it to Xia Li: "It's cold, wear this when you go out."

Xia Li took it, her gaze still following Bruce as he fled, until he slipped into the room, at which point she reluctantly turned her attention to Song Che.

Song Che put down his umbrella, sat down on the sofa, and said seriously, "Xia Li, there's something I need to make clear to you. Everyone in this world has an ID card. If you're found to be unregistered, the consequences won't be much better than if a kobold were caught in a human city-state."

"I am not a kobold."

"That would be like the Demon King being exposed on the spot by the Hero's party."

"I understand," Xia Li asked. "So, do you need me to forge an ID card?"

"It's not possible right now..." Song Che paused, "But fortunately, as long as you don't cause trouble, no one will bother to investigate you. As long as you behave normally and do as I say, there shouldn't be any major problems living here in the long run."

"What should I do?"

"First, you need to assume a certain identity and strictly adhere to the appropriate words and actions for that identity in your daily life." Song Che observed her expression. "For example, as mentioned before, if you are my sister or other relative, then you need to act close to them and change how you address them."

"..." Xia Li remained silent for a while.

"For example, now that you're my sister, you should call me 'brother.' Come on, try it..."

"Pigeon..." Xia Li's lips parted slightly, then she immediately pursed them. "I don't want to be the younger sister, I want to be the older sister."

"That's impossible. If you don't want to be the younger sister, you can only be the younger older sister—I guess you wouldn't like that either. So, there's only one identity left to choose from."

"What?"

"You're such a young maid, you should be addressed as master and maid, and you'll be responsible for cleaning and taking care of her daily needs..." Song Che teased her on purpose.

"I choose the younger sister," Xia Li said in a muffled voice.

"Alright, enough joking around. I've already decided on our relationship, but we need a contract to bind us together. Once the contract is established, one party can make a request to the other that aligns with our relationship." Song Che stopped joking. "Our relationship is—boyfriend and girlfriend. We can just call each other by our names, but in front of outsiders… we need to be careful about our words and phrases, to prevent my parents from noticing anything amiss."

Song Che didn't plan to tell his parents. It was best to pretend that the time travel thing had never happened.

"For example... how should I say it?" Xia Li hesitated.

"If you run into acquaintances outside, just say I'm your boyfriend. You never went to school, your home is in Tainan Mountain, which is on the border of Nanhui and Taixi, your silver hair is hereditary, you're eighteen this year, your parents are gone, and you have no siblings. After I found you, you stayed at my house, and we got together after spending a long time together. You usually take care of me at home... That's about it, I'll add more later if needed."

What's the difference between a boyfriend and a friend?

"Boyfriends and girlfriends can do a lot of things that friends wouldn't do. But we're just pretending, so when no one else is around, we don't have to hold back and can act as usual."

Xia Li looked down at her phone and searched, her ears instantly turning red. She interrupted Song Che: "...I want to change my identity."

"Nothing could be more reasonable."

"This identity... is not legitimate."

"I'm a decent person, and so are you. So it's okay." Song Che paused. "You should be a decent person... right?"

"……I am."

"real?"

"I..." Xia Li suddenly didn't know how to explain. What kind of people are "serious people"?

"That's good. By the way, all the clothes are dry; you can get them yourself if you need a change. If your leg injury is almost healed, you can take a shower tonight. I'm going to lie down for a bit."

After giving his instructions, Song Che returned to his bedroom.

Xia Li stayed alone in the living room, holding the science magazine and continuing to read, thinking about how to prove that she was a decent person.

……

The indoor lighting gradually dimmed.

When Song Che woke up, he realized he had slept for two hours. He felt empty inside after not studying for so long.

He stared at the ceiling, felt a wave of self-reproach, glanced at the time, and then decided to fill the emptiness with two movie tickets.

Xia Li has been reading magazines lately, so tonight I'm taking her to see another great human invention: movies.

He stretched his arms and legs and walked out of the bedroom.

Xia Li lay face down on the living room carpet, her face pressed against a daily magazine.

Ever since Song Che asked her to learn modern common sense, she has been reading that book whenever she has free time.

Song Che quietly approached.

Even though she was asleep, there was no sign of relaxation on her face, but at least she was asleep. In this other world, beings like witches hardly needed to sleep.

Her small face was half-buried in her silver hair, her lips were gently pursed, then slightly parted.

Her body curled up slightly because of the cold.

Just as Song Che was about to get closer, Xia Li suddenly opened her eyes.

"...You were peeking at me."

"I just came out," Song Che said calmly. "I won two movie tickets in a lottery at noon. I'll take you to a movie and we'll eat out afterwards. Want to come?"

"go."

She grabbed the scarf and wrapped it around her neck, ready to go out.

"Wait a minute." Song Che stopped her, took off the scarf, and rearranged it. "Don't you feel uncomfortable wrapping it like that?"

"...Yes, a little."

Outside the window, snow piled up along the roadside. The ice and snow have been gradually melting in recent days, and the most biting days are finally here.

Winter is cold and dry, so be careful with fire.