Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

PS: The inappropriate scenes such as hugging the waist in this chapter have been modified and replaced with a normal hug around the neck.

Izumi Ramen Shop.

Yuan Meizi asked with some concern:

"Kexin, tell Mommy, why did you run out so quickly just now?"

She remembered that her daughter was quite happy before she ran out, so why did she come back with red eyes, like a little rabbit that had suffered a great injustice?

Could it be... that she was bullied by the male student who came for the interview earlier?

"Mom, I'm okay."

Kexin rested her chin on her hands, her brows furrowed in worry, which broke Meizi's heart.

"There's just something I don't understand... Mom, I'll go upstairs for a bit."

Afraid that staying any longer would spread her low spirits to her mother, she turned around and ran upstairs.

Back in my room, I locked the door, and my forced strength crumbled instantly, tears streaming down my face like broken pearls.

"Mr. Knight... is a complete idiot!"

"Why...why do you run away as soon as you see me? I just wanted to talk to you...sob sob sob...and you ran away so fast..."

It feels like bumping into someone you like while shopping.

Full of enthusiasm, you were about to go up and say hello, but to your surprise, the other person just gave you a cold look and turned away.

Now, Kexin is even more heartbroken than Shang Xinci.

Unlike boys who would swallow their grievances and suffer in silence.

Girls like to confide in others when they feel wronged.

Ouyang Kexin sniffed and made a video call to her best friend Li Meiyu.

drip-

"Hello? Moshi Moshi, what do you need from Miu?"

"Waaaaah, Miu... the knight hates me..."

Ouyang Kexin tearfully recounted what had just happened.

"Silly Kexin, why are you crying? You've really struck gold this time!" Li Meiyu said, shaking her head with an air of maturity.

"Huh?"

"If he really dislikes you, he could simply ignore you and continue the interview. Why did he run away like he'd seen a ghost?"

"It's precisely because he likes you that he panics when he sees you, thinking, 'Oh dear, I didn't dress up properly today, how can I let my crush see me like this!' So his first reaction is to run away."

"For example, what would you do if you saw Chen Yi when your hair was a mess?"

"I have no feelings for him, and I don't want to talk to him."

"What if it were your knight?"

"I...I...I'll run away, get myself ready, and then come back to see him..." Kexin blinked her big, tear-filled eyes, then suddenly realized, "Ah! Is that how it is?"

"Knight...you ran away because you liked me."

"That's right! It's clear that your knight is most likely a tsundere with a difficult personality."

Miyu held up a finger, analyzing like a little strategist, "The secret to winning over this kind of man is—treat every seemingly rejecting action of his as a reverse confession!"

"Miyu! You're amazing! As expected of Miyu! Thank you, Miyu!" With her inner conflict resolved, a bright smile returned to Kexin's face.

She tried to close her eyes, straining to recall Jiang Ling's appearance, but found that she had been so focused on those deep eyes that she couldn't remember exactly what he looked like.

"I'm such an idiot..." Kexin tapped her head in frustration.

However, it was enough to know that the Knight didn't dislike her.

After hanging up the phone, Kexin ran downstairs to help her mother.

Seeing her daughter, who had just been looking lost, now smiling again, Yuan Meizi was a little confused and shook her head.

She increasingly finds it harder to understand the thoughts of young people.

On the other side, at Jiang Ling's house.

Feeling pleased with the compliment, Miyu changed her lying position to the side.

Scattered around her feet, clad in white ankle socks, were an open bag of potato chips, a half-empty bottle of ice cream (not Pepsi!), and a white shirt belonging to a certain blond guy that she was using as a hand towel.

Click-clack—the handle made a crackling sound as it was pressed.

Ever since that stinky blond guy went out.

She played "Senren Banka" for two whole hours without getting tired.

"Hmph~ I didn't expect video games to be so much fun."

"But...yawn...I'm a little sleepy..."

……

Dusk, near Qingshuihe Bridge.

During the evening rush hour, traffic is heavy. Streetlights turn on early, casting a warm, orange glow that complements the city's neon lights.

On the bike path, a tall boy wearing a balaclava pedaled his bicycle, while a girl on the back clung tightly to his waist, her fair arms gleaming softly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting a few strands of hair from the girl's temples.

Yan Youyou squinted slightly, quietly sensing everything—

The sound of the wind in my ears, the melodious car horns in the distance, and the crimson fireball slowly sinking into the rolling mountains on the horizon.

—Never in my life have I felt as at peace as I do now.

—If I could, I would want to have it forever.

Unfortunately, the "subjective time relativity" tells us that all happy times are fleeting, while all times of suffering are as long as a dark night.

"We've arrived." Jiang Ling turned off her phone's navigation and parked her bicycle.

"Huh? Oh..."

Yan Youyou snapped out of her reverie, raised her head, and felt a slight sense of loss at the familiar detached house in front of her.

I didn't expect to get home so quickly.

"Would you like to come in and have a glass of water?" Yan Youyou asked softly, her heart racing.

"No," Jiang Ling shook her head and turned to leave.

[Beep! Trigger option!]

Option 1: Leave

[Synopsis: Without hesitation, she turned and left. Two hours later, Yan Youyou was drugged by the bishop her mother had brought back. After waking up, she attempted suicide by cutting her wrists.]

[Reward: Food - Takamagahara Sake (Lingjun, a very good sake, but bitter)]

Option 2: Agree to the request

[Synopsis: Agree to her request, follow Yan Youyou inside, find an opportunity to put your arm around her waist and pull her into your arms.]

[Reward: Skill - Feint (Allows you to pinpoint the source of your voice to any location within a 10-meter radius)]

[Option 3: I'm the main character!]

[Synopsis: Defeat the bishop and become the protagonist yourself.]

[Reward: Magical Artifact - Bewitching Crystal Ball]

Jiang Ling: ……

"Alright then... Bye-bye... Mr. Knight..." Yan Youyou lowered her head, her eyes dim.

Just as she was feeling heartbroken, her departing steps suddenly stopped.

"but……"

Jiang Ling turned around, a faint smile on her face, "Since it's Yan Youyou's kind invitation..."

"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer."

Yan Youyou: (◦˙▽˙◦)

……

A spacious yet simple living room.

The two sat facing each other on cushions, with a few inexpensive snacks and a steaming cup of green tea on the coffee table between them.

"I'm so sorry, this is all we can offer you..."

Yan Youyou blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed. No matter what.

No matter what, being poor is always a source of shame.

While blowing on the steam rising from the tea, Jiang Ling discreetly surveyed the room.

The living room, kitchen, and entryway were all clean and tidy. Apart from the slightly old furniture, there was almost nothing wrong with them... Moreover, the location is on the edge of the city center and the transportation is convenient.

Considering the value of this detached house alone, which is over nine million yuan, Yan Youyou's family cannot actually be considered poor.

As mentioned in the story, her father passed away some years ago, leaving behind a considerable fortune.

However, the idle mother squandered her father's pension and inheritance.

He became addicted to gambling on horse races and owed a large sum of money.

Under Yan Youyou's strong persuasion.

Her mother outwardly reformed, but in reality, she secretly joined the "Holy Church" and became a disgraceful follower of a heterodox religion.

Having a mother like this means that no matter how hard you try, your life will only continue to plummet into the abyss, just like the gunman's.

After finishing the tea and snacks, I had another cup of tea...

The atmosphere in the living room gradually quieted down, and the two of them couldn't find a suitable topic to talk about for a while.

Yan Youyou couldn't help but raise her eyes, and just then she met Jiang Ling's three-white eyes, which were frightening but hid the gentle lion's gaze.

People say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and gazing into each other's eyes is like a gentle kiss between souls.

The silence suddenly became somewhat...ambiguous?

The golden light of dusk streamed through the window, bathing the girl in a soft glow, like a sacred veil.

dong dong dong...

Yan Youyou could clearly hear her own heartbeat, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes unconsciously became misty.

This was the first time Jiang Ling had encountered such an atmosphere, and she subconsciously sped up her tea drinking to hide her slight nervousness.

"Youyou, your eyes are the most beautiful I've ever seen in Japan... Can I see Daipai's knees?"—he almost blurted out.

Xiao Chunan and Xiao Chunu stared at each other for a long time.

At this point, the teacup was empty again.

Yan Youyou hurriedly got up, wanting to refill his tea.

Suddenly, my slightly reddened ankle went weak.

"ah!"

Her petite body lurched forward, but just as she was about to fall onto the tatami mat, she was caught by a pair of strong arms.

In an instant, the two were very close, their noses almost touching, and they could clearly feel the warm breath they exhaled, carrying the aroma of tea.

Those pink lips were so close, as if they were exuding a faint, sweet cherry blossom scent.

goodong...

Which Xiao Chunan could possibly tolerate such an unexpected situation?!

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[Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the mission!]

"Knight~ sir~", the girl's voice was soft and sweet, stirring his heartstrings.

Jiang Ling's eyelids twitched violently.

At this moment, all thoughts of the Heavenly Dao, favorability, system notifications, and the like were thrown to the back of his mind, and he completely went into berserk mode!

At this moment, men, especially Xiao Chunan, only had one thing on their minds—

Therefore, Jiang Ling tightened her arms, holding the soft body in her arms even tighter.

Anyway, with the yellow-haired radar as a backup, if any foolish minotaurs dare to come and die, we'll wipe them out one by one, or two by two...

His lips slowly, inch by inch, approached those alluring pink petals, close enough to feel each other's body heat...

Yan Youyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her white, lotus-like arms obediently wrapped around his neck.

The moment they were about to kiss.

Sudden.

Ding-dong-

Doorbell rang.

However, he still kissed her—his lips touched her cheek.