Chapter 33: A Seed Takes Root

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“……”

Chocolate cookies…

Chocolate…

The gaze that had been lingering on Yin Xiaomeng’s cheeks unconsciously drifted downward along the smooth curve of her neck.

Just a moment ago, she should have been thinking about the process of making cookies…

But what surfaced in her mind was that slightly mischievous girl, lips pressed together, presenting a provocative image.

Under the effect of the cool air, the dark brown chocolate liquid formed brittle shells along the contours of her skin.

The bare skin exposed to the air, contrasted against the dark color, looked exceptionally fair.

On a face that was usually “gentle” yet always maintained a certain aloofness and coldness in her eyes, all emotions were easily replaced by a faint blush.

Her delicate lips were painted with a vivid color, and peach-colored ribbons wrapped around her slender figure, adorning the already enticing girl even more exquisitely.

On her two slender arms, rose gold handcuffs securely bound her somewhat restless hands together.

“……”

Her face burned again.

But this time, Situ Ling found it hard to shift the blame to that flirtatious, scheming lesbian who only teases without committing.

After all, the other girl was just sitting there, spacing out.

Those strange thoughts were entirely a momentary lapse of lust on her part…

“What am I even thinking about…”

“Seriously…”

“—That’s so weird.”

She pinched her finger joints a little harder.

The sharp pain briefly chased away the shady thoughts in her mind.

Situ Ling shook her head slightly, and the twin ponytails resting on her shoulders swayed gently with the motion.

The pen in her hand was gripped even tighter.

But—

That tiny seed had taken root in barren soil.

To “survive,” it could only desperately absorb the meager nutrients, slowly sprouting roots and gradually growing stronger.

…

Good news:

Today, she didn’t have to worry about accidentally ruining all the ingredients, thus facing the cooking teacher’s puzzled and somewhat resigned look that seemed to ask, “How does she manage to turn fried eggs into charcoal?”

But.

“Bad news: Baking class has been changed to PE, and we have to run the 800-meter dash…”

Admittedly, she had a habit of exercising to maintain her figure.

But her usual jogging and such were just self-motivated, purposeful, routine behaviors aimed at preventing excess fat from affecting her overall physique…

A physical fitness test?

After finishing the run, aside from feeling exhausted, the only thought left would probably be, “I don’t want to exercise anymore today.”

Just imagining that running the 800 meters might leave her feeling sluggish for the entire afternoon…

Yin Xiaomeng had already started debating whether to just tell the teacher that her period came early.

After all, a classroom with air conditioning was always more comfortable than the sweltering outdoor space.

Of course, the main reason was that she didn’t want to run those meaningless laps.

“……”

“I want to stay in the classroom, blow the AC, and sleep…”

The girl rested her head on the desk.

Never having experienced severe menstrual cramps, she envied her classmates with slightly weaker constitutions for the umpteenth time.

The girl beside her clearly belonged to that category—

Of course, that didn’t mean Situ Ling could trigger the “blood-soaked battle” frenzy buff.

It was just a metaphor.

After all, she had already ended her monthly suffering last Thursday.

The blood-loss negative status that had a chance to trigger every night had made the girl cautious even about venting her desires for a long time…

Who knew the feeling of suddenly touching something red and sticky during… activities, instinctively thinking she had overindulged and was about to die, even starting to plan her funeral arrangements, only for her slow-reacting brain to finally realize it was just her period? The relief was real.

Seriously, I think that’s sacred.

Yin Xiaomeng sighed deeply.

The scene of girls changing clothes right in front of her was supposed to be so alluring…

But knowing they were all straight, some had never even held hands with anyone, the true-to-her-origins girl found it utterly boring.

Back when she was still a boy, hadn’t she fantasized about those anime scenarios of accidentally wandering into the girls’ locker room?

How did things end up like this?

“……”

Another sigh.

The girl, feeling that her life was probably ruined by a blonde, buried her face back into her arms.

“……”

“Class president… hurry up and change clothes…”

Situ Ling’s voice sounded in her ear.

Yin Xiaomeng instinctively tightened her arms a little.

Trying to turn herself into an ostrich in the desert, escaping her upcoming fate.

“……Hurry up… class is about to start, and you still need to do the roll call before it begins.”

The girl who had been planning to play deaf and dumb shuddered.

After a brief moment of displeasure, she obediently got up from the desk.

Just thinking about how her legs would be sore after the final sprint home from that last hundred meters…

She couldn’t manage a smile.

“……”

“I know…”

For who knows how many times, the thought of quitting this damn position because of this annoying task arose.

She sighed deeply, turned her head to look at the girl beside her—

Her snow-white skin blinded her.

A cute bra with a Pikachu pattern was exposed directly to her sight without any concealment.

Although her chest was small, seemingly easy to hold with one hand, combined with Situ Ling’s current somewhat innocent and naive expression, that pure style greatly stimulated Yin Xiaomeng’s wicked desire to mess with her…

Even though she had seen her completely naked countless times.

But every time she saw her half-covered state in simple clothes, she couldn’t help but take a few more glances…

Then simulate in her mind the image of the other girl pinned beneath her, sobbing, gasping, begging for mercy with a tearful voice…

Pink was the weakest point.

“……”

Perhaps sensing that her gaze was too intense, the girl quickly erased the images in her mind and put back on her usual gentle expression.

She even perfectly performed a hint of petite grievance.

In a setting with only herself and Situ Ling, she could relax a bit and reveal her true nature, but now she was in a classroom full of classmates.

One must play the act fully.

After all, it was a good reputation she had worked hard to build just to enjoy the pleasure of contrast, wasn’t it?

Yin Xiaomeng took a deep breath, shifted her gaze away from the softness wrapped on the girl’s chest, and her slender fingers drummed unconsciously on the edge of the desk.

“Ah, I should have prayed that today’s cooking class would proceed as usual…”

Muttering quietly, the girl stood up, wobbling slightly as she pushed off the desk.

She quickly left her seat and walked to the cabinet at the back of the classroom.

From the cabinet with her name on it, she took out a neatly folded gym uniform.

Too lazy to go back to her seat to change, she simply unbuttoned her school uniform right in front of the cabinet.

Situ Ling watched the figure a short distance away and pouted with some displeasure.

‘I deliberately let you see me… Tch, and she turns her back to me to change clothes.’

“Hmph.”

She let out an angry “Hmph.”

She decided that tonight, she would do some even more excessive things to her treasured collection…

If only Xiao Meng could come stay over at her place again…

‘Pity, it’ll be at least three or four more months until her birthday…’

‘Better think of other excuses.’

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At some point in time…

Yin Xiaomeng:

Huh?

Where did my sock go?

I lost one.

Yin Xiaomeng:

Tsk, never mind, it doesn’t matter anyway.

I’m wearing sandals.

Let little Ling’er help me throw this sock away.