I Got My Cheat Skill by Acting My Way into a Horror Protagonist Role Chapter 97

Student cafeteria?

Straight to interacting with students right from the start?

He, he was feeling a bit nervous.

Wait, that wasn't the main point!

This situation didn't quite follow the usual procedure. Under these circumstances, shouldn't they be taking him to meet the person in charge of this place?

For example, the orphanage director or something similar, to further confirm his identity.

After all, how could they not be suspicious of a new teacher who suddenly appeared out of nowhere?

It seemed this hidden instance had many issues.

"Alright." The Writer didn't refuse. He walked around to the other side of the corridor, nodding to the woman, "Thank you for your trouble."

The Writer stepped forward, following about half a pace behind. The elegant young man spoke as if making casual conversation, "At this time, the children should be having dinner, right?"

"As a sudden new teacher barging in to disturb them, I hope it won't affect their mood."

"But to be honest, I do want to meet the children a bit earlier..."

The dark-robed young man's voice was gentle and clear, his eyes always carrying a faint smile.

Every word he spoke was perfectly measured and pleasantly delivered.

It didn't provoke the slightest dislike; instead, it made one feel he genuinely wanted to meet those orphans and cared about them from the bottom of his heart.

"By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet..."

As he spoke, they entered a low, narrow corridor, only a few steps away from the exit on the other side.

The corridor was somewhat enclosed and dim, seemingly blocking prying eyes.

The woman in front finally stopped walking and turned to look at the Writer, directly cutting off his unfinished sentence.

Her voice remained as unpleasant as nails scratching glass, "I'm the teacher responsible for teaching them academics and crafts, surname Xu."

"You seem like an educated person. If you really have some skills, why not help share my workload? Try to convince the acting director to let you teach them."

When mentioning the acting director, this cold, harsh Teacher Xu's eyes clearly flashed with a look of disgust and contempt.

Her words sounded somewhat sarcastic, and combined with Teacher Xu's thin, pale face and slightly aggressive features, it was easy to make people dislike her.

"Alright, thank you for the reminder, Teacher Xu." The Writer paused slightly, then quickly reacted. The faint smile on his face deepened a bit as he spoke gently.

No rejection, no anger—he simply responded smoothly, with genuine gratitude.

Seeming somewhat surprised by the Writer's displayed attitude, Teacher Xu gave him an extra glance.

But she didn't say anything more. The woman just pulled the girl along and continued forward, exiting the dark corridor.

Xiao Gui'an never judged people's character by their appearance. Physical beauty or ugliness was just fleeting.

Regardless of Teacher Xu's intentions, at least she had reminded him. As for whether it would violate any rules, that was something he needed to explore himself.

Maybe she was just concerned about her new colleague?

Moved by his sincere care for the children, she kindly reminded him.

[After so long, finally encountered a ghost NPC willing to interact and talk with the 'Writer'—this is major progress!]

[If only other colleagues could be this friendly too!]

Passing by tightly closed doors one after another, the scene ahead finally opened up.

A building with light appeared before them. Inside, dark curtains seemed to cover most windows, with only faint traces of light seeping through the gaps.

The cafeteria seemed very quiet. Standing outside, no sound could be heard. The atmosphere in the air felt somewhat oppressive, giving a gloomy and heavy feeling.

It was only the second day. The orphanage hadn't become too terrifyingly abnormal yet, barely maintaining normalcy.

As they got closer to the entrance, Teacher Xu revealed a subtle sense of urgency.

It seemed that before meeting others, she wanted the orphanage children to first accept the Writer's presence.

But the appearance of an uninvited guest interrupted everything.

"Teacher Xu? Who's that following behind you? Our institution doesn't welcome irrelevant outsiders."

A dark figure emerged from the other side—a rather tall, thin man.

He was fingering a string of wooden beads, his somewhat long black hair tied into a small braid with a cord. His features carried a hint of disdainful arrogance, and he wore light-colored casual Tang-style clothing.

He looked like someone with artistic flair, but unfortunately, the worldly, turbid aura about him made his whole appearance seem rather incongruous.

"Teacher Tang." Teacher Xu stopped walking and responded briefly, saying nothing more.

When the tall, thin man approached closer, he could clearly see the Writer's appearance standing beside Teacher Xu.

The black-haired young man's temperament was as warm and smooth as jade, wearing a dark long robe.

He contained a quiet charm, emitting a faint warmth. When their eyes met, he nodded slightly at him appropriately, "Hello, Teacher Tang. I'm the new teacher who recently arrived."

The tall, thin man's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant, and he stopped fingering his wooden beads.

The contrast between the two was immediately apparent.

"New teacher? Never heard about it. Where did you come from?! Don't tell me some stray creature sneaked in—" Teacher Tang's tone grew even more sinister, and his appearance underwent some changes.

His skin became darker and rougher, his eyes sinking deep into their sockets.

Ugly scars resembling centipedes faintly appeared on his face, and cold ghostly energy swirled around him.

"The children are here."

"Oh my, Xiao Qing is here too. Go on inside quickly, the teachers still have matters to handle." Upon hearing Teacher Xu's words, the tall, thin man's highly aggressive aura instantly dissipated, returning to his normal appearance.

He bent slightly, the somewhat cheap perfume scent on him spreading through the air.

Then he seemingly gently rubbed the little girl's head, "Had dinner yet? If not, eat more. Look at your thin arms and legs—not attractive enough. No family likes children like this."

"Goodbye, teachers. I'll definitely eat more." The girl holding the doll answered timidly.

Xiao Qing bowed deeply to each of them one by one. Her steps were extremely light, her back straight, making almost no sound—neither running nor jumping.

She carefully knocked on the cafeteria door. The door opened silently. The little girl holding the doll bent at the waist again, seemingly thanking whatever existence had opened the door for her.

"See? What a proper little lady, isn't she?"

The tall, thin man smacked his lips, then looked at the Writer and said maliciously, "Has this one not met the acting director yet? This won't do, Teacher Xu. We can't let someone of unknown origins interact with the children."

"Then let's go meet him now." The Writer said softly, still maintaining his calm and composed demeanor.