Help, I'm surrounded by yandere shipgirls

"Is it finally here?"

The two people who were sitting cross-legged on the ground got up with their hands on the ground.

Bai Long: "Hey~ Not bad, you're here on time. I thought you'd sleep in or something."

Flying Dragon: "In excellent condition, ready to go at any time! How about it, Commander? Isn't that pose... cool?"

Episode 57: Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl: Commander, do you want white stockings or black stockings?

With a bad feeling, Shen Xin took a few steps back and pressed her body against the door, trying to pry open the crack and escape as soon as possible.

This place has now turned into a battle royale game, definitely not some simple special training. And outside is undoubtedly the safe zone. As long as I escape to the safe zone, I will be saved.

He glanced quickly through the crack in the door, sensing there was hope.

But after only glancing at it, when she looked back, she found that the white dragon was already close to her.

Completely unable to move, and seeing Bai Long's smug smile, Shen Xin felt utterly hopeless.

There's no way to walk or run away. As long as I can survive until the end of get out of class this afternoon, I'll consider it a success.

Shen Xin inadvertently caught a glimpse of Bai Long slowly sheathing his katana. While she was still wondering about it, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Looking down, he discovered that all the clothes on his upper body had been shredded into pieces by the white dragon.

"If you even consider skipping class, the next thing to be cut won't be your clothes. You'd better think carefully, Commander~"

As Bai Long spoke, he pressed the scabbard against Shen Xin's most fatal weakness.

A chill emanated from the katana. This icy sensation made Shen Xin instinctively want to contort her face, but looking at the powerful white dragon before her, who had already slammed his fist against the wall, she realized that the coldness was too much.

Shen Xin managed to restrain herself.

"Good boy~ This is the commander I approve of."

Bai Longhao grabbed Shen Xin by the collar, dragged her to the center of the dojo, and forcefully pressed her to the ground.

With a flourish, he bit his collar and turned his head, and with a tearing sound, a strip of cloth was ripped off his collar by Bai Long.

He pressed his right foot firmly against Shen Xin's back, causing her body to arch involuntarily from the pain. Taking advantage of the situation, he sat down and quickly blindfolded Shen Xin with a strip of cloth, while simultaneously wrapping it around her wrists several times and gently pulling to tie a pretty bow.

"Since only one teacher can provide instruction, and the two teachers have different teaching approaches and philosophies, Commander, you will need to choose one first. As for who you choose..."

Because her eyes were covered, Shen Xin could clearly feel her hearing, smell, and taste quickly taking over the work of her vision. Even though she couldn't see, she could still feel Bai Long's devilish madness and seductive tone.

"Alright, make your choice."

Shen Xin sniffed and sensed something strange; an incredibly strong stench suddenly wafted out.

The stench was like that of a freshly opened can of herring, transforming into a long, spear-like stench that was frantically irritating my nostrils.

Shen Xin almost vomited. She subconsciously turned her head to the side, stuck out her tongue, and gasped for breath. If she continued to smell it, she would surely die. What on earth was this smell?

Before I could even catch my breath, a pungent stench hit me. This time, I could feel the force of the stench pushing against my face, twisting it into a painful shape.

"Holy crap, it stinks!"

Good heavens, that was incredibly strong! She almost passed out from the stench. Shen Xin instinctively tried to pinch her nose, only to find that her hands were tightly bound.

What kind of horrific, foul-smelling hell is this? What kind of special training and instruction is this? It's clearly designed to kill you!

"Alright, Commander, make your choice~ Which side do you want to be your instructor?"

The alluring voice of the white dragon, enveloped in such a fragrance, sounded like heavenly music.

Shen Xin hesitated for a moment. To be honest, he didn't want to choose either side. If this special training continued, he estimated that his sense of smell would be ruined. This was not special training at all; it was pure torture.

"If you don't choose..."

As expected of Bai Long, he perfectly captured Shen Xin's micro-expressions and saw through her thoughts.

"Then I'll have to get down to the knife!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Xin thought, "Well, saving my life is the most important thing. It doesn't matter if I lose my nose, but if I lose my manhood, I'm completely finished."

His gaze finally settled on the white dragon.

"Hehehe~ I won~"

Bai Long chuckled foolishly, then gently pulled off the strip of cloth binding Shen Xin's eyes.

It allows you to see things very clearly and distinctly.

To the left was Feilong, wearing a school JK skirt and white tights. The white tights had clearly turned yellow and even black.

On the right, in front of him, was the black-stockinged foot of a white dragon who had somehow changed into a maid outfit. The black stockings and the soles of her feet were quietly pressed together, constantly emitting a foul odor.

"Cut~"

Feilong got up, somewhat dissatisfied and seemingly with a hint of regret, kicked on his canvas shoes, picked up a baseball bat covered in irregular nails, and left the kendo dojo in a huff.

"Alright~ Our lesson will officially begin~"

As Bailong spoke, he swung his right arm and perfectly tossed the katana into the iron frame beside him.

"I'm not good at verbal education or long lectures. The special training is simple: if you can tear my stockings today, you win!"

Bai Long proudly raised his head, then gently pinched the black stockings on his thigh with his fingers, and they snapped crisply against his skin with a soft "smack".

"To make it easier for the Commander to win, I specially wore disposable, tear-off material~ That means as long as you can touch me, you can go home and rest~ Of course, if you don't achieve the teaching goal, you'll have to stay here tonight and get beaten up by me!"

Bai Long continued talking to himself, but Shen Xin didn't seem to be listening.

He lay flat on the ground, spread out in a starfish shape, clearly choosing to ignore the situation and give up.

"?" Bai Long raised his right eyebrow, sensing something was amiss.

"Hey! The special training has already started, how long are you going to lie there?"

Bai Long walked over to the device with some dissatisfaction, and was about to step directly on Shen Xin's face.

I stomped my foot down, but instead of feeling any discomfort on my nose, I felt a slight itch on the sole of my foot.

Unexpectedly, the kick was blocked. Shen Xin's reaction speed was so fast that she actually blocked the kick with both hands.

"Hehehe~ Got you~ Little White Dragon!"

Shen Xin's smug face was visible on the side of her feet.

This is the fake death method. Knowing that you are no match for Bailong in terms of physical strength or reaction ability in the chase game, you do the opposite. You use paralysis tactics to make the opponent careless and take the initiative to approach you, so that you can take him down in one go!

Shen Xin was about to use her thumbnail to pry open the gap she had perfectly spotted when she quickly discovered that the black silk on Bai Long's sole was already perfectly attached to his foot, leaving no gap for her to pry open.

In addition, Bai Long's feet were sweating profusely from just simple exercise. This sticky sweat acted like strong glue, causing the stockings, which had already hardened due to prolonged use, to stick firmly to his feet.

At this point, there is only one solution!

Go and lick it with your tongue. Fight poison with poison. As long as you can attach it with your saliva and create a gap, you will win.

If those feet belong to Noshiro, then Shen Xin has already secured victory.

However, these feet belonged to Bai Long, and Shen Xin almost vomited the moment she grasped them.

Indeed, the strong smell of canned herring almost made him faint.

The tongue that had just emerged trembled, and just as it was about to touch the soles of the black-stockinged feet, it was suddenly rendered limp by the stench, causing its mouth and nose to distort and its tongue to droop at the corner of its mouth.

Bai Long reacted swiftly, turning around and easily pulling out the socks using their silky texture. He then raised his foot and kicked Shen Xin in a vital spot, perfectly creating distance between them.

"Hmph, indeed, this is interesting. I originally thought you were just a simple idiot, but I didn't expect that when you get serious, you can actually put a little pressure on me."

"Wow, it's rare to hear someone being praised by Bai Long."

Shen Xin smiled decisively, stood up as if nothing had happened, still basking in the satisfaction of her near-perfect sneak attack.

“Praise me if I do well, criticize me if I do poorly. I keep things separate, that’s my principle.”

Bai Long gave himself a thumbs-up and boasted.

"But... your lust-driven, yellow-waste-like motivation, and your childish, zombie-like tricks, are no match for me, White Dragon!"

"Huh? Then let's give it a try!"

Shen Xin clenched her fists, eager to try her luck, waiting for the white dragon to attack.

Unexpectedly, the white dragon in front of him remained motionless, slowly raising his right hand and shaking the black stockings on his hand.

"Eh????"

Shen Xin was dumbfounded. She looked at Bai Long's legs, who were dressed in a maid outfit. Without a doubt, they were a pair of perfectly intact pantyhose, without even a single snag. They were completely different from the ones Bai Long was holding, and the material was also different.

Whose black silk is that on Bai Long's hand?

Episode 58: Using the Total Concentration Breathing Technique to Break Through Bailong's Zhou Li

Whose is it? Shen Xin was filled with doubt.

Why did Bai Long pull this stunt for no apparent reason? What was his purpose?

Is this some new fishing method and hypnosis technique? Are you trying to distract yourself?

You know what, it really works. Shen Xin's pupils followed the slow swaying of the stocking in Bai Long's hand.

"Don't get me wrong, kid! I just pulled this out of your pants pocket~ Hmm~"

As Bailong spoke smugly, he first took a careful sniff, then stuck out his tongue and licked the reinforced spot on his toes.

"I knew it! No wonder it smelled so familiar. It's Ibuki's scent. You've already won Ibuki over, haven't you? Or did you steal it?"

Shen Xin's body trembled, and he subconsciously touched his pocket.

Oh my god, it's gone?!

When? He hadn't noticed at all; he hadn't seen the white dragon's movements at all.

"You... give it back to me! I finally got it!"

"Huh? It's just a rag, is it really that big of a deal? Or is there some precious memory inside?"

Bai Long spoke lightly, then gently bit the black thread with his tiger teeth. With just a little force, he could completely destroy it.

He was getting anxious, he was really getting anxious.

Losing the ability to think normally, he rushed straight ahead.

However, Bailong merely dodged lightly, then swung his hand with a chop, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and moved nimbly through the air, leaping lightly to widen the distance once again.

Shen Xin didn't care about the pain anymore; all he wanted now was to get the socks back as quickly as possible.

It wasn't because he was afraid or worried that the White Dragon would use this thing as leverage to blackmail him in the future. Anyway, everyone in the Sakura Empire already knew about the perverted things he had done. Now everyone in the Sakura Empire knew what kind of image and character he had.

The face is no longer important; the key is the collectible value of this thing, which is really high for me.

"Come here, Commander, the stockings you wanted are right here!"

Bai Long smiled mischievously, his feet moving lightly and perfectly dodging Shen Xin's three attacks of pouncing, grabbing, and scratching.

"What?! It's completely out of reach!"

The white dragon chuckled, as if a fairy dressed in white ribbons was leaping lightly through the air.

"If the commander doesn't stretch his arm out a bit longer, he won't even be able to defeat one of my legs~ I haven't even been serious yet!"

No, if this continues, I'm bound to lose; my stamina will be completely depleted soon.

Shen Xin was panting heavily, knowing that she couldn't keep chasing him like this and needed to change her approach.

The problem now is that the ultimate move of faking death is useless against Haku. Acting pitiful, throwing a tantrum, or threatening suicide are all ineffective; your clumsy acting skills can't fool Haku.

Now we can only consider a different approach: strengthen our abilities head-on, then try to break through our physical limits and defeat the White Dragon head-on.

"Speaking of which, you didn't react at all to my kick just now?"

Bai Long casually swung the sock in his hand, as if he had thought of something.

"Ah, because I got a good workout from Kii and the others yesterday!"

Shen Xin responded that the scenes from yesterday are still vivid in his mind, and he really can't forget that feeling.

That feeling of exhilaration also carries a strange, slightly tangy sensation.