The dragon’s credo is to win yourself a fiancée before the end of your studies. Silly? Maybe. But after what I’ve gone through in just a couple of hours, I’d believe even in flying pink elephants. And no—it’s not a glitch. It’s the trinkets of my cousin, Li Ji, from Chinatown. To understand the scale of the tragedy: she’s obsessed with exorcism. So my fate now is the Academy of Special Punishment. Otherwise—strict-regime work.