After dinner, Yukio took out three bedsheets and spread them on the floor separately:
"There are no beds in this old house; we all sleep on the floor according to tradition."
"No problem."
Adam nodded. He didn't care about sleeping; his physical body would be sleeping, but his soul would continue to Training.
He released the Shadow Clones that had been Training in the school's simulated combat room, absorbed their memories and experiences from a day of Training, and as soon as his body lay down, his physical form immediately entered deep sleep mode.
At the same time, his soul, clad in a Shinigami's uniform, left his body.
Lady Deathstrike and Yukio, watching Adam fall asleep in an instant, were stunned for a moment before they couldn't help but laugh.
"Miss Yuriko, is he also a teacher at your school?"
Seeing Adam asleep, Yukio and Lady Deathstrike also lay down, but having just eaten, they couldn't fall asleep as easily as Adam. So, after a while, they started chatting.
Both were from the same country, spoke the same language, and were both Mutants, so they naturally had more in common.
"Of course not. If you count it, he's still a student at the school."
Lady Deathstrike replied, her eyes twinkling.
Without Adam's permission, she naturally wouldn't reveal his true identity, but his student status was something she could mention.
According to Adam's age, he was indeed still an ungraduated student of the school in name.
"He's actually a student? How old is he?"
Yukio's face showed surprise.
Adam gave her a very mature, even imposing, feeling.
Especially when the Yashida family mansion was bombed earlier, to be honest, her heart was quite shaken by Adam at that time.
"How old? I heard Professor Jean mention that Adam seems to be only sixteen this year."
Lady Deathstrike thought for a moment before replying.
Yukio immediately sat up upon hearing this:
"What? Only sixteen? That's two years younger than me!"
"Although he's only sixteen, I think anyone who marries him in the future would be very happy.
He's rich, powerful, can manage household chores, can cook, and is also very handsome. If I weren't so much older than him, I'd be tempted."
Lady Deathstrike eyed Yukio's figure up and down:
"I think you're quite suitable. Why don't you consider talking to Adam? I can help set you up, you know."
"Miss Yuriko, what are you... what are you talking about?"
Yukio was instantly dumbfounded.
She just wanted to inquire about Adam's information; how did the conversation veer off to this topic?
Although she recognized Yuriko as Logan's colleague, that didn't mean she fully trusted them both.
It was only out of deference to Adam's terrifying strength that she decided to follow them, to see if she could find Logan and Miss Mariko.
If they were lying and had any schemes against Miss Mariko, then her current inquiries about information could help her find a way to protect Miss Mariko's safety in advance.
"I see you're quite curious about Adam's affairs. I thought you had a crush on him. Is that not the case?"
Lady Deathstrike said with a smile:
"Sister here is experienced. Once a girl becomes curious about a boy, it's highly likely she's developed feelings, she just hasn't realized it yet.
It's okay, don't be shy. I'll tell you a secret: Adam doesn't have a girlfriend yet."
"I'm... I'm going to sleep."
Yukio's face flushed, and she immediately lay down and closed her eyes.
With Lady Deathstrike's teasing, her heart actually beat a little faster when she looked at Adam, and she no longer dared to inquire for information, pretending to be asleep to end the topic.
Seeing this, Lady Deathstrike didn't press further, smiling and thinking to herself:
"The little girl is still a bit naive."
Adam, who had listened to their entire conversation in his Shinigami form, just shook his head and continued his Training.
Lady Deathstrike had also followed Stryker for a period, undergoing professional training, so she easily detected Yukio's true intentions. Those few teasing remarks were actually meant to stop Yukio from asking further questions.
However, this didn't matter to him; he didn't care if Yukio found out about his information.
The next day, at noon.
A somewhat old bus, carrying sleepy elderly people, slowly stopped by the street of this seaside town.
The tall Miss Mariko reached out and nudged Wolverine, who had fallen asleep on her shoulder from exhaustion. After waking him, they both got off the bus.
Since yesterday, Wolverine's body had been having problems; his healing factor had significantly decreased for some unknown reason.
This also caused him to be unable to exert his full strength when saving Miss Mariko due to his physical condition, and his injuries were slow to heal.
Last night, it was thanks to the son of the owner of that love hotel, who studied veterinary medicine, that his wounds were stitched up, allowing him to recover somewhat.
The two bought some groceries in the town and walked towards the secluded old house, chatting along the way.
"Wait, you just said no one has lived here for a long time?"
As they approached the entrance of the old house, Wolverine scanned the front door and suddenly stopped, alert.
Miss Mariko also quickly stopped:
"Yes, it should be about ten years."
"The door isn't locked, and there are footprints at the entrance. Someone might be inside."
Wolverine took Miss Mariko's hand and slowly began to retreat.
In his current physical state, he was not suitable for combat, especially when he needed to protect a young lady.
"Oh, my, that little hand is held so tightly. I thought you were being chased, but I didn't expect you to be wooing a young girl. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
The window of the old house was pushed open, and Lady Deathstrike leaned out halfway, just in time to see Wolverine holding Miss Mariko. Her tone immediately turned sarcastic.
Logan was also stunned when he saw Lady Deathstrike, then immediately released Miss Mariko's hand:
"Yuriko, what are you doing here?"
"I'll be wherever I want to be."
Lady Deathstrike smiled and closed the window, but the force she used caused several cracks to appear in the wooden frame.
Adam, who was eating, stopped his chopsticks and asked with a smile:
"They've arrived?"
In fact, he had already sensed Wolverine and Miss Mariko as soon as they approached the old house.
"They have."
Lady Deathstrike nodded, then said to Yukio, who was excitedly getting up to go greet them:
"Hurry up and go see your good sister. If you're late, watch out for Logan, that 172-year-old pervert, ruining her."
"Miss Mariko!"
Yukio, at this point, didn't bother to listen to Lady Deathstrike's joke and rushed out quickly.
Adam just smiled at her words and didn't say anything more.
In the eyes of the thirty-something Lady Deathstrike, the just-turned-twenty Miss Mariko was a young girl, but to the 172-year-old Wolverine, both were essentially young girls, with little difference.
"Living a long time has its advantages; you can always date eighteen-year-old girls."
"Adam, you're here too! This is great!"
Wolverine walked into the main hall and saw Adam there, and he immediately burst into hearty laughter.
Since Adam was here, safety was no longer a concern.