Chapter 44: “Everyone Knows What You’re Up To”

‘Heehee.’

‘So easy to coax.’

—

The bell rang, signaling the end of evening self-study.

Yin Xiaomeng tapped her lower back, which had been sore from sitting for nearly an hour and a half.

The ache in her wrists and knuckles left her without even the desire to tidy up the scattered books on her desk…

Throughout the entire evening self-study, aside from explaining problem-solving steps to the clumsy girl beside her, she had been meticulously refining the persona details she would play in front of the two newcomers in her notebook.

The originally planned setting of ‘suffering from school bullying’ had been dropped from the final version after careful consideration.

No other reason. School bullying of this sort…

After all, it’s not a problem that ordinary students can solve.

This kind of ‘can only look on but not directly help’ situation is better saved for when the relationship between two people has reached a very close stage, to be revealed casually.

For No. 6, whom she had just met and whose true personality she hadn’t even figured out, the safest approach for now was to use common, least-error-prone settings like ‘a poor special admissions student’ and ‘worried about tuition and living expenses for next semester’.

As for later…

Actually, this setting could eventually extend to ‘school bullying victim’.

You just need to casually toss out something like, “Once I graduate high school and go to college… things should get better, right?”

When the relationship becomes close, as a setup.

Then, when the other person catches on to the implication, fall silent…

By then, even if she doesn’t bring it up herself, the other person will naturally search for information and fall into the trap she had prepared without realizing it.

“…Hiss.”

“Is it because I slept in a bad posture last night?”

“Why has my lower back been aching since morning…”

The girl arched her back forward, moving her body away from the chair back so she could hit herself harder.

Of course, after increasing the force, the pain made the corners of her mouth twitch involuntarily.

“Hm?”

“Does your back hurt that much?”

“Have you been sitting too long?”

A hand entered her field of vision, very thoughtfully closing the open notebook on her desk.

As the girl beside her leaned in, the faint scent of strawberry milk wafted over—

Situ Ling shook her ponytail, and her restless little hands made kneading gestures in the air when the girl turned to look at her.

Combined with that expression that seemed…

Somehow lecherous.

Yin Xiaomeng, who had been pounding her own back, almost instinctively pulled her hand back and wrapped both arms around her chest.

The feeling of being groped not long ago surged back, and despite being a battle-hardened veteran, she shamefully felt a blush creep onto her cheeks.

“?”

“W-What are you doing?”

That defenseless expression was so delicious it made one want to use all fingers (index, middle, ring) to have a go.

A certain girl sitting in the back row of the classroom, who had been ogling this direction ever since the first afternoon class ended, caught this detail.

For a moment, she felt as if she were the Literary Star descending to earth!

Her imagination ran wild!

Although she couldn’t openly shove those two beautiful girls who looked so ‘perfect’ together and do some…

Something lewd in front of the class…

But, no rush.

She had all the time in the world.

After all, she had already decided to muddle through life relying on the rent from those few buildings.

As for whether this pair was real or not?

Real?

If you’re really a lesbian, then what’s wrong with me shipping it?

Fake?

If you’re acting, then you’re performing for me, so what’s wrong with me shipping it?

I don’t care either way.

Besides, don’t I already know whether Situ Ling is a lesbian?

How many [Very sorry, this content involves private scenes and cannot be played] has she taken from me?

If she’s not a lesbian, then tonight she’ll be pinned down by the class monitor!

A fierce slam dunk!

As for the class monitor…

I feel…

She probably doesn’t like girls, right?

If she really did like girls, then among the girls in the class…

Mm, she could easily get any of them.

After all, who could refuse an excellent, pretty, and gentle girl like that?

“…”

Situ Ling…

She felt as if she was being treated like a pervert.

Looking at the girl in front of her—

Who had suddenly blushed, even crossed her arms, and was starting to shield herself sideways—

The hands raised in the air unconsciously clawed at the air again.

“I meant, later when we get into bed, I’ll rub your back…”

“No, after we go home.”

Instantly realizing the flaw in her words, the girl quickly patched it up.

“?”

“Rub? You know massage?”

The girl clearly didn’t believe her.

Yin Xiaomeng’s skeptical expression was completely unguarded.

In her memory, this best friend of hers didn’t even know how to relieve a foot cramp.

If you insisted that she knew massage techniques to ease fatigue…

Yin Xiaomeng felt that the exaggeration in that statement was about equal to the starch content in a starch sausage.

Perhaps sensing the distrust that was about to overflow from her tone, the blonde girl’s expression stiffened, and she became stubborn like a dead duck that still has a hard beak.

“Of course I can!”

…

Sitting upright.

The two sat facing each other on the bed, one tall, one short.

Yin Xiaomeng looked at the girl sitting across from her—

Who had promised to give her a proper massage once they got home—

And tilted her head in puzzlement.

“Didn’t you say you were going to rub my back?”

“Are you going to do it?”

Sweating profusely.

Situ Ling took a deep breath.

She had originally only planned to cop a feel while rubbing her back, but now, facing the girl with an expression that said “Hurry up, I want to see you massage me,” she inexplicably felt a bit guilty.

Especially the moment she saw the sincerity in the other girl’s eyes…

Those dirty little thoughts of hers…

Sigh.

But now, saying she didn’t know how to massage at all would be a bit too late, wouldn’t it?

“…”

“Massage, well, um… who massages someone sitting up?”

“You have to lie down first, facing away from me.”

“Yeah.”

Recalling the scenes from certain videos she had watched—

Though those things were certainly not wholesome overall, some of the techniques in them…

They should have some feasibility, right?

The girl wasn’t sure, but faced with the binary choice of ‘admitting she had just been talking big’ and ‘going with the flow and copping a feel,’ she naturally chose the latter.

After all, in her memory…

Although Yin Xiaomeng was playful with girls usually, she probably had never been to a massage place, right?

“…”

“Oh.”

The girl who had been sitting upright on the bed obediently changed position, lying face down on the bed—

With the movement, her full chest squeezed into a bulging mound near her armpit.

This dealt a severe blow to the underdeveloped Situ Ling.

‘The reason she doesn’t make a move on me… could it be because I’m flat-chested?’

‘I hate big boobs.’

The girl rubbed her hands together.

The girl placed her evil hands on the other’s slender waist.

“…Massaging through clothes doesn’t have a good effect. How about taking off a layer?”

Damnit, everyone knows what she’s up to.