Ding~ Favorability increased.
“Bai Zhen’s Favorability toward Liang Sheng: 25.”
“You’re such a sweet talker.” Bai Zhen couldn’t help but reach out and pinch the other girl’s chubby little cheek.
She needed to stall for a bit longer, rack up more favorability. Liang Sheng looked up at Bai Zhen. Whoa~ Ha~ Drool nearly dribbled from her mouth. Too handsome—way handsomer than those loser guys at school by hundreds of times over.
“You okay? Did he grab you too hard?” Bai Zhen asked with genuine concern as she gazed at Liang Sheng.
That question was all it took. A bold new idea suddenly popped into Liang Sheng’s head—
“Wahhh!” Playing pitiful and scared was essential, of course. Liang Sheng might not be a saint, but she still whimpered cutely all the same, tears streaming down her face. Some shiny drool even slid from the corner of her mouth—because Bai Zhen was just that handsome.
“Sister Bai Zhen, I’m so scared, wahhh! I didn’t react back there, but now that I think about it, it was really… uh, cough cough cough!” She’d gotten too into it and choked on her own saliva. “Really, that guy—that person—he totally wanted to grope me. He was getting handsy everywhere, wahhh…” As she cried, Liang Sheng racked her brain for the perfect words—ones that would make her sound both pitiful and believable.
Truth be told, she felt a twinge of guilt. At first, she’d acted like nothing was wrong and even laughed it off. Now here she was, bawling dramatically. Would Bai Zhen see right through her act?
Bai Zhen wasn’t overthinking it one bit. Seeing the girl crying so miserably, she stepped forward and wrapped an arm around Liang Sheng’s shoulders. “There, there. See? I’m right here. Your Sister Bai Zhen’s got killer fighting skills, and I already chased that creep off. You trust me, right?”
“I do!” Liang Sheng nodded furiously and threw herself into Bai Zhen’s arms. She inhaled deeply, savoring the scent. Mmm, it was like creamy yogurt—her absolute favorite… Wait, focus!
Groping time~ Liang Sheng let out an internal “heh heh heh,” though outwardly she kept crying. She even nodded appreciatively as she assessed.
Yep, both visually and by feel, Sister Bai Zhen’s boobs were a tad bigger than Senior Sister Gu Yuqi’s. She should slip some soybeans and melons into her senior sister’s diet to improve the texture—perfect for copping a feel now and then. (Anyone who misread that, time for some self-reflection on why you’re wired that way.)
Though, the yandere Hana’s rack seemed pretty impressive too—about the same size as her own. Liang Sheng gave hers a discreet squeeze. Nice and firm. Totally satisfied.
Of course, Teacher Dong Yue’s were the real monsters. Tsk tsk, those things could probably deflect a cannonball. (Total bullshit, obviously.) Next up was Young Miss Lu Ziqing. Then probably Senior Sister An Hua? Liang Sheng’s mind wandered, and her sobs gradually quieted.
Bai Zhen noticed the crying taper off and figured she’d successfully coaxed the girl. A surge of pride welled up inside her. Turns out she was a natural at handling kids like this.
“Once Ye Yuzhe comes out, I’ll drive you home first, then drop him off at my brother’s place. After what just happened, I can’t just let you go alone. It doesn’t sit right with me.” Bai Zhen hugged the curly-haired little greenhead in her arms a little tighter—unaware that the girl was sneakily copping feels.
This was exactly what Liang Sheng wanted, but she had to put on a show of reluctance.
“N-No need.” Her eyes brimmed with tears. “I-I’m fine on my own. Th-There probably won’t be anyone else coming after me, right?”
Bai Zhen’s maternal instincts went into overdrive at the sight of Liang Sheng’s timid expression. Her heart ached. “I’m driving you. No arguments. If anything happened to you, I’d blame myself forever. You’re just a little girl—accidents happen way too easily.”
Liang Sheng bowed her head. “B-But what if it holds up Sister Bai Zhen? I’d feel so guilty.”
This kid was just too sweet and sensible—it was heartbreaking. Bai Zhen furrowed her brow. “I’m taking you home, period. Don’t say another word, or I’ll get mad for real.”
“O-Okay…” She sounded terribly hesitant as she agreed.
But inside, her thoughts were exploding:
“I’ve quit smoking for you, shaved off my mohawk. I’m terrified of ghosts, but they’ve never laid a finger on me. People don’t scare me, but they’ve left me covered in scars. I’m a separated lovebird, my world plunged into despair!”
She nearly laughed herself silly with glee.
Just as Liang Sheng was secretly thrilled and smug about it all, her expression suddenly twisted into panic.
Fuck! Senior Sister Gu Yuqi! Liang Sheng had no clue where to hide. Her heart raced. She darted her eyes around, desperately scanning for cover—but everything was too far away. By the time she dashed over, the food would be ice cold.
What now? Where could she hide?
