Chapter 135: Swap Clothes
The memories of Wolf were still fresh in both Joe and Jay’s minds.
They remembered their trip to Notting Hill City, meeting the members of the Pit for the first time. How they’d been backed into a corner, forced to fight just to survive. But what stood out the most... was Wolf .
The way he fought against Dipter and his crew was unforgettable. Wild. Relentless. Unpredictable.
There was no doubt, he was powerful. But thinking of him as an ally ? That was something else entirely. The moment they saw him at the school gate, it put them both on edge.
Had someone hired him to come after them?
"Wait, why are we scared?" Joe said suddenly, trying to hype himself up. "This is our school, and he’s on his own!"
He took a step forward, but immediately realized something was off.
His whole body was trembling from head to toe.
What’s wrong with me? he thought, teeth clenched. Is it because of that fight with Dud? I lost to Max and didn’t feel like this. Even when Ko beat me, I wasn’t shaking. So why now?
Meanwhile, Jay didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward confidently, standing beside Max at the front of the school.
Wolf was already waiting, hands in his pockets, that same laid-back smile on his face.
"So I’m here, just like you asked," he said. "But it feels like someone’s a little scared of me?"
His eyes slid over to Joe.
"Don’t tease my people," Max said, his tone sharp.
"We’re here to help each other. They deserve your respect, just like they’ll give it to you."
"Right, right," Wolf replied casually, still smiling. "You’re the boss, at least in this situation, for now. I’m not here to tease."
He paused, glancing around.
"Came as soon as you made the call. But I gotta say... I’m surprised you wanted to meet here of all places. You sure it’s a good look, having everyone see you standing with me ?"
As more students filed out of the school, it didn’t take long for them to notice Wolf.
He was impossible to miss, wild hair, strange energy, and a fashion sense that looked like he’d raided the baby section of a thrift store.
But there was something else about him too. Something people were only just starting to pick up on.
"Who’s that guy?" one girl whispered.
"He’s hot ," another replied, eyes lingering a little too long. "I’ve never seen him before... and that smile?"
"I’d let him pin me against the wall and do whatever he wanted," another girl giggled, a little too loudly.
The comments weren’t subtle, and as the girls passed by, they burst into laughter, clearly not trying to hide their interest.
Joe’s mouth dropped open in disbelief.
" Really? This is what girls are into now?" he blurted, staring at Wolf. For a second, he actually considered switching up his own look.
"Is it the clothes?" Joe muttered, tugging on his uniform. "That’s gotta be it, right?"
"Yeah, totally," Jay said, playing along. "Change your outfit, and bam, brand new man."
Max, arms crossed, turned his gaze from Joe to Wolf and back again.
"Speaking of clothes..." he said, already forming a plan. "You two are about the same size. Joe, let Wolf borrow your uniform."
It wasn’t a request. It was more like an order.
"Wait, why me ?!" Joe protested, gripping his school blazer like it was made of gold. "Why do I have to give up my uniform?"
"Didn’t you just say you wanted to try his style?" Jay reminded him, grinning. "Here’s your chance to swap."
Max nodded. "Look, we’re short on time. We’ll make a circle around you. Just get changed here real quick. I’ll pay you for the clothes."
Joe sighed dramatically, but the next thing he knew, he was being ushered to the corner of the school wall, about twenty meters from where the rest of the students were exiting.
Jay, Wolf, and Max moved into position, forming a makeshift wall to give him cover as he reluctantly started undressing.
"Max, I’m glad you’re paying me and all," Joe grumbled from behind the wall of bodies, "but just so you know, I’m doing this because you asked me, not because of the money."
He paused for a moment, then muttered, "Money can’t solve all your problems."
Max smirked at the comment. Lately, all he’d heard was that money did solve everything. So which was it?
Once Joe had peeled off his school uniform, Wolf pulled off his jacket and top and handed them over in exchange. Then came the awkward moment of swapping pants.
After a quick and clumsy change, both were finally dressed, Joe now in Wolf’s bizarre outfit, and Wolf in the clean-cut school uniform.
When Joe stepped out, the transformation was... shocking.
Jay burst out laughing the second he saw him.
" Hah! Man, those clothes really don’t suit you at all!"
And the reaction from the students? Even worse.
As more girls exited the school building, their eyes immediately landed on Joe. A few pointed. Then the giggling started, not the same flirty, flustered kind Wolf had gotten. No, this was straight-up laughing at him . And Joe knew it.
"I hate girls," Joe declared dramatically. "That’s it. I like boys now."
"Hey, hey!" Jay said, raising his hands. "Let’s calm down a bit. First off, I don’t think that’s how that works. And second, if you are serious about it, don’t just throw it out there as a joke."
He smirked. "But if you are serious, I’m gonna need some proof."
"You two idiots, knock it off," Max said, shaking his head. "I’m leaving the Billion Bloodline, and the whole school situation, in your hands. And with how you’re acting, you’re really making me lose hope. Especially you, Jay."
Both of them straightened up, expressions turning a little more serious. Max’s words hit home.
"Max..." Jay said quietly. "Don’t die out there."
Max sighed and gave a casual wave as he walked off.
"Thanks for the death flag," he replied over his shoulder.
"Alright," Wolf said, adjusting the collar of his borrowed school uniform. "Are you gonna tell me why you made me wear this, or are we just committing to the whole dress-up act?"
He gave Max a sideways glance.
"I like a bit of mystery, sure, but this feels a little more serious than just beating up some high schoolers."