Saturday afternoon.
A rare reprieve from their usual "jail duo queue," Wen Yang stretched lazily after winning a game and got up, ready to head out for his tutoring job.
"Aren't you going to eat first?"
"I'll grab something from the cafeteria on the way. Ordering delivery is too expensive."
Today, Ning Chu seemed particularly enthusiastic, practically beaming with joy as she anticipated Wen Yang leaving as soon as possible. She dashed over to him and eagerly handed him a jacket. "Be careful on your way."
"Mm." Wen Yang couldn't help but feel like she was a little wife seeing her husband off. Her face was full of gentle smiles, though his gaze shifted to the other jacket on the desk. "I'll just wear this one. I've only worn it twice…"
That jacket is already mine!
"Wear the new one." Ning Chu rejected him outright, her face full of disdain. "You've already worn that one for two days and haven't even washed it."
"Outerwear is fine though…" Wen Yang muttered under his breath but still took the jacket she handed him and put it on. "I'm heading out then?"
"Okay~ Bye-bye!"
As soon as the door closed and Wen Yang disappeared from view, Ning Chu couldn't wait to grab his jacket and put it on herself.
The protagonist's aura is now in place!
She immediately felt much calmer, no longer worried about some pervert spawning in the dorm.
She locked the door, pulled the curtains shut, and the dorm plunged into darkness.
Now, the only problem was figuring out when Zhang Shaoqing would return. If he suddenly walked in halfway through, who knew what would happen?
Ning Chu quickly pulled out her phone and messaged Zhang Shaoqing to check:
"What time are you coming back? Bring me an iced cola while you're at it."
His reply came swiftly:
"Damn, there's a relative's wedding. I probably won't be back until tomorrow morning. Get your ass downstairs and buy it yourself."
Perfect.
Ning Chu relaxed completely. All dangers had been eliminated.
Zhang Shaoqing was at a wedding, Wang Jie was off in another city visiting his girlfriend, and Wen Yang had gone to the city for tutoring. Once he got on the bus, it would be at least a few hours round trip.
This afternoon was guaranteed to be entirely undisturbed.
Once proudly identifying as a man, she now found herself wracking her brains for ways to get some alone time…
Back when she had first turned into a girl, she hadn't even dared to look at her new parts—going to the bathroom was enough to make her face burn with embarrassment.
Since then, she'd been confessed to by men, kissed by men, and even acted flirtatiously toward men. Somewhere along the way, her dignity had been repeatedly trampled into the dirt.
But now she had a new problem.
She didn't feel the slightest bit in the mood.
Sitting blankly in front of her computer, she yawned repeatedly. Her head was full of drowsiness instead of anything indecent.
"This doesn't make sense…"
After suppressing herself so many times, her body was like a pile of embers that could ignite into flames with the slightest breeze. Yet here she was, trying to fill her brain with lewd thoughts, and it was as if she had entered "sage mode" prematurely—completely unresponsive.
After a moment of thought, she clicked on a website that Lily had recommended to her, resting her chin in her hand as she scrolled through various stories.
"This art style is so gross… Ugh, can't accept it."
"That's way too big—how is that not terrifying?"
"This art style's alright, but it's way too tame for an adult comic…"
She kept scrolling, occasionally clicking on a title that piqued her interest. After ten minutes, though, her drowsiness only grew stronger.
She finally understood why she wasn't feeling anything.
Maybe it was because her heart was rejecting it?
It wasn't a mandatory breakdown caused by some punishment, nor was it an illogical dream. There was no enticing male presence to stimulate her body. In her current rational and calm state, she simply didn't want to do anything to herself.
But what a waste of an opportunity! If she didn't act now, what if the next punishment completely shattered her reason again, turning her into someone who pounced on any man she saw?
Ning Chu glanced down at the jacket draped over her shoulders.
Hesitating, she grabbed the collar of the jacket and brought it to her nose, taking a faint sniff. She caught a whiff of Wen Yang's scent—something clean but mixed with a faint trace of sweat.
"Ugh…" She lifted her head in disbelief, frowning. "What am I, some kind of creepy pervert?!"
The thought of fantasizing about Wen Yang while doing this made her ears burn with shame, and a soft pink flush crept across her cheeks.
Her heartbeat quickened, and the blush on her cheeks gradually spread down to her neck. The shame she felt ignited the smoldering embers inside her like sparks, and a wave of heat blossomed in her lower abdomen.
"This is way too perverted."
Ning Chu groaned and collapsed onto the desk.
The intense embarrassment made her hands tremble slightly, and though she bit her lip in hesitation, she couldn't bring herself to actually do anything.
All the imagery from the novels she had been reading and her scattered fantasies surged into her mind all at once. Her breaths grew heavier, and the air she exhaled seemed to carry an unnatural heat.
Her thighs instinctively pressed together, her legs gently rubbing against one another.
She could feel the pleasure building up slowly, like an electric current traveling up her spine.
The muscles in her legs tensed further as waves of pleasure rolled over her, each stronger than the last, until she couldn't stop herself from parting her lips to gasp softly.
Even though she hadn't dared to lay a hand on herself, this sensation alone felt… surprisingly good.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"!!!"
Ning Chu's heart froze. In an instant, her entire body tensed like a steel rod, her calves twitching as though they were cramping.
"Ning Chu! I brought Lily to come hang out with you~ Aren't you happy?!"
She slumped over the desk in utter exhaustion, completely unable to move.
"Ning Chu! Didn't we agree you'd come to my dorm since Wen Yang's out for work? You're not seriously not here, right?"
"W-Wait… Wait a second…"
Ning Chu panicked, trying to get up and rush to the bathroom for a shower. But her legs were so weak she couldn't muster any strength, and even standing required her to brace herself against the desk with both hands.
The door swung open.
Ning Chu leaned against the wall nearby, throwing a halfhearted glare at Yan Xinya, too drained to care.
Her face still carried the rosy glow of post-pleasure, her teary, shimmering eyes clouded with lingering haze. A single tear clung stubbornly to the corner of her eye, and sweat had plastered her disheveled hair to her forehead and cheeks. She looked a mess—but an irresistibly alluring one.
Yan Xinya glanced around quickly, sniffed the air, then grabbed Lily and darted inside the room.
"Are you insane?! This is the boys' dormitory!" she hissed, hurriedly locking the door behind her as if terrified another guy might stumble across Ning Chu in her current state.
Lily glanced at Ning Chu, then at the website still open on the computer screen. She shifted her gaze guiltily away, feeling like she might've accidentally corrupted a once-innocent soul.
"Go take a shower already!" Yan Xinya began pushing Ning Chu toward the balcony. "Next time, come to my dorm for this kind of thing. At least it's safer there—Lily's got plenty of toys you can use."
"..."
"What? Why aren't you saying anything? Are you embarrassed?"
No. I just haven't recovered yet.
What the hell! I didn't even do anything, and it still felt this good?! Is this what it's like for girls when they…?