“Huh? How come I didn’t know?” An Ling asked in surprise.
“Shh. Keep your voice down. We’re still on the bus.” Li Yang pressed a hand over her mouth as he spoke.
“Auntie An booked it a long time ago. She only told me a little while back.”
“Why didn’t Mom tell me?” An Ling puffed up with anger.
She felt she had been betrayed.
Something as important as changing her identity, and Mom had only told Li Yang.
She had already agreed to be Li Yang’s girlfriend, so of course she was no longer considering changing back.
She had started preparing to accept the identity.
“Wasn’t that because you weren’t mentally ready yet? Now we’re telling you, aren’t we?”
“Hmph hmph! Anyway I’m very angry right now!” An Ling puffed up her little cheeks. “But I’ll forgive you this time. If there’s a next time I’ll bite you to death.”
“Fine, fine, fine. There absolutely won’t be a next time.” Li Yang made a gesture of swearing to the heavens. “So you agree?”
An Ling nodded.
“Since I can’t change back anyway, and I already agreed to be your girlfriend, a normal identity is necessary to begin with. We can’t really let other people treat you like you’re gay, right?”
“But…” An Ling’s face sank. “How are we supposed to tell the classmates? We won’t get treated as monsters and discriminated against, will we?”
“Don’t worry. When the time comes we’ll have the homeroom teacher say that when you transferred your student records the identity information was wrong. To avoid unnecessary trouble you hid it and kept it from the classmates for a while.”
“That reason is way too fake, isn’t it?”
“Don’t worry. Have the director come out and support it. Auntie already called the director. The director agreed to help. We just need to say the school system had a problem, and then that the director required you to do it that way.”
“Ah?” An Ling was shocked. “Is it okay to let the director take the fall?”
“Who cares if it’s okay or not.” Li Yang spread his hands and said it with perfect righteousness. “Anyway, nobody dares go challenge the director.”
“Fine.” An Ling accepted the arrangement.
She hoped everyone wouldn’t have objections.
Li Yang saw that her mood was low, steadied the back of her head with his hand, and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
An Ling was completely routed by this sudden attack.
A flush slowly dyed her face.
“Alright. Don’t worry. No matter what happens, I’m still here, aren’t I?”
“Mm.” An Ling agreed obediently.
“Monday I’ll go with you to the civil affairs bureau.”
“Ah? This… isn’t this too early?” An Ling shyly covered her face. “Aren’t we… aren’t we not old enough for that yet?”
“What is that little brain of yours thinking about every day?” Li Yang flicked her forehead. “Going to the civil affairs bureau is of course to change your identity information.”
“Oh. Oh.” An Ling grew even shyer.
She suspected the magic had addled her head.
How had she thought in that direction.
Li Yang looked at the way she wanted to hide herself from shame.
It was cute enough to be cheating.
His hand couldn’t help looping around her tail, drawing it into his arms, and starting to stroke it lightly.
The feel was still top-tier.
This time An Ling didn’t resist.
She just went with it and leaned against his shoulder, enjoying having someone pet her.
Before, she had resisted because the identity hadn’t been appropriate.
A Beastkin’s tail could only be touched by family and lovers.
Now the identity was appropriate.
Li Yang’s petting felt much more comfortable than when she touched it herself.
After Li Yang had touched it last time she had gotten addicted.
It just hadn’t been appropriate the whole time.
As Li Yang stroked and stroked, he discovered that An Ling trembled slightly with every stroke.
If he pinched, the reaction on that side was even more obvious.
But they were on the bus right now.
He shouldn’t go too far.
He only rubbed the tip of the tail and didn’t attack the tail base.
“Doesn’t it feel really good?” Li Yang leaned close to An Ling’s ear and said it in a small voice.
A warm current of breath washed over An Ling’s ear.
Her body trembled faintly.
“Not… at all… it doesn’t feel good at all.”
“Fine then. If it doesn’t feel good I won’t make it hard for you.” As he spoke he put An Ling’s tail back into the girl’s arms.
“Don’t…” The girl put the tail into his hand with a red face, stammering, her tone light. “I… it feels good…”
“You feel good but I don’t. Kiss me once and I’ll consider continuing to pet you.”
He felt the tail tremble faintly in his hand.
He watched the girl’s expectant and frightened look.
He waited like someone enjoying a meal for the girl to deliver herself to his mouth.
He wanted both.
He wouldn’t let either one go.
“You… you have no shame.” An Ling let out a small protest.
“Mm-hmm. I have no shame. So if you don’t kiss me there is absolutely no petting service.”
“But… we’re still… on the bus.”
There weren’t too many people on the bus, but there weren’t too few either.
Their little movements maybe no one had noticed.
But if the movements got bigger it would be different.
An Ling felt her brain was going through an unprecedented ethics crisis.
She sneakily glanced at the surroundings.
In the row ahead sat a young man wearing headphones and looking at his phone.
In the row behind were two aunties chatting up a storm.
It seemed like no one was looking at them.
The girl drew a deep breath and cheered herself on in her heart.
“Just… just once.” She said it in a small voice. “You… lean down a little. I… I can’t reach.”
Li Yang’s eyes lit up.
He bent slightly and brought his face close to the girl.
An Ling drew a deep breath, clenched her fists, then quickly leaned in.
Her lips lightly tapped Li Yang’s lips, fast as a dragonfly skimming water.
“G-good enough?” Right now her whole face was burning red.
Even the base of her neck was dyed a layer of pink.
Her ears were plastered tightly to her hair.
Li Yang smiled and decided not to go too far after all.
“Barely passing.”
He reached out, scooped An Ling’s tail over again, placed it on his lap, and lightly stroked from the middle downward.
An Ling leaned against him again and comfortably narrowed her eyes.
Li Yang petting her was truly addictive.