An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"You ladies can go first, I'll go last."

"Mr. Ya Feng is such a gentleman."

"Was he doing that out of gentlemanly manners...?"

Ilsa gave a soft groan, and after she finished washing, she changed his bathwater!

...

In the steamy bathroom, Ilsa leaned against the bathtub and let out a long sigh of relief. After a long day, she could finally rest.

She squinted, but the images from the movie she had just watched kept replaying in her mind, along with those unsettling hints.

She opened her eyes abruptly, sat up stiffly, and then instinctively turned her head.

Of course, she was all alone here.

"Sigh... It's just a movie, I'm not a child anymore, why am I so scared..." She touched her chest and sighed deeply.

Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded outside the window, and then the bathroom door was suddenly pulled open.

"Ugh!!" Ilsa immediately covered her head with both hands and shrunk into the water.

"Hey? Ilsa, what's wrong?"

She looked up and saw that it was Xiaoguang who had come in. She was squatting by the bathtub, looking at her curiously.

"I...no, it's nothing," Ilsa said, feeling a little embarrassed, and quickly covered it up.

"Is Ilsa afraid of thunder? Hikari heard that when humans thunder, they should cover their belly button, otherwise it will be scared away." Hikari nodded and said.

"That was fake... I, I wasn't scared," Ilsa said somewhat guiltily.

But he quickly put on a stern face again.

"Xiao Guang, I already told you to rinse yourself off before getting into the bathtub, so hurry up and get out."

"Okay..." Xiaoguang had no choice but to step out of the bathtub again.

...

"It's just right, looks like we're about the same size."

Both Elina and Hikaria were wearing Ilsa's pajamas, and their underwear was a brand new pair they had bought before and hadn't worn.

Surprisingly, Ilsa's clothes fit them all quite well, except that Elina's were a little too big and Hikaria's were a little too small.

It's a real shame. If I had bought a normal Monopoly game, I could have had a pajama party tonight and had a lot of fun.

Ya Feng decided that he was determined to make this wish come true.

After saying goodnight to each other, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Ilsa returned to her room, listened to the pattering rain outside the window, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't turn off the light, and went straight back to bed.

Now that she was alone, the scenes from movies and TV shows kept popping into her mind. When she closed her eyes, it felt as if countless eyes were staring at her.

She turned to her side, hugged the blanket tightly, and tried hard not to think about those things.

But as soon as I turned to the side, I felt a chill down my back, as if someone was lying there.

At this moment, even the slightest sound seemed to be filled with an uneasy rhythm, and it felt as if something might emerge from every corner of the room...

An hour later, Ilsa opened her eyes wearily, stared at the ceiling, and pursed her lips.

"Can't sleep..."

...

Half asleep, Ya Feng heard a knock at the door. He yawned, got up, and went to open it. He saw Ilsa standing in the doorway, wearing pajamas and hugging a pillow. Her silver hair fell to her waist.

"What's wrong, so late at night?" Ya Feng asked, scratching his head.

“Um…” Ilsa blushed slightly and stammered:

"Can I sleep with you tonight...?"

Chapter 119 A Night Sharing a Bed

"Um, Ya Feng, can I sleep with you tonight?"

On a rainy night, in a dimly lit corridor, the young princess stood before him, hugging a pillow, half of her cheek buried in it, revealing a slight blush.

Ya Feng looked at her like this, paused for two seconds, and then curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Oh? Could it be... you just watched a horror movie and now you're too scared to sleep alone?"

“I…” Ilsa pursed her lips, glaring at him with embarrassment and anger, “So what? I’m young, it’s understandable that I was frightened.”

“Only at times like this do they emphasize their status as children,” Ya Feng shook his head.

"Fine, if you're not happy, then I'll go find Zeshita," Ilsa said with a snort.

"Huh? Why are we going to find Zeshita next, instead of Xiaoguang?" Yafeng asked, puzzled.

That's because...

Because she had already gone to see Xiaoguang earlier.

Xiao Guang was naturally very happy that Ilsa was willing to sleep with her. After fussing and asking her to tell him a story, she drifted off to sleep.

With someone by her side, Ilsa felt much more at ease, so she lay down to sleep, only to have Hikaru pull her into his arms.

She never expected that Xiao Guang, this AI, would be so active like a human after falling asleep, and it was holding her so tightly. Not only were its arms wrapped around her, but its thighs were also draped over her body. Its weight of over 400 pounds was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe. At this rate, let alone if a ghost came, she would probably suffocate to death in a little while.

So she had no choice but to withdraw with difficulty.

Then there are only two choices left: Zeshita and Yafeng.

Silver Dragon was naturally not a priority.

So she came to find Ya Feng.

“Okay, come in,” Ya Feng said.

Ilsa tiptoed in, holding a pillow, and stood by the bed.

"What's wrong? Come here quickly."

Ya Feng got into bed, lifted the covers, and patted the blanket next to him.

Ilsa pursed her lips, but still sat down, put down her pillow, and lay down next to him.

The bed was quite large, so Ya Feng moved over a little to the side, leaving her room and enough space between them.

"Good night,"

She said this immediately after lying down.

"Ah."

Ya Feng gave a soft "hmm" and then fell silent.

It has to be said that with Ya Feng by her side, although Ilsa still can't help but think about the content of horror movies, she is no longer afraid at all.

He does indeed bring a sense of security.

Or rather...

Compared to him, even ghosts are nothing...

The room became quiet, with only the sound of the rain outside and the two people's even breathing.

Quietly...

Until Ya Feng spoke:

Still can't sleep?

“A little…” came Ilsa’s still clear-headed voice from the other end.

"How about I tell you a bedtime story?"

"I'm not a child."

"I mean, tell me about it."

"..."

Are you still scared?

"I'm not afraid of ghosts anymore."

"So that means you're afraid of other things?"

"Fine, I'm afraid of you now," Ilsa muttered.

"Are you afraid I'll come over and sleep with you again?"

"I want you to manage."

"Fine, whatever. Anyway, Ilsa's already so domineering that she can come and go as she pleases in my room," Ya Feng sighed.

“It’s not that exaggerated…it sounds like you’re talking about some kind of improper relationship…” Ilsa whispered.

The atmosphere was quiet for a short while.

"I really didn't expect you, Ilsa, to be so timid. You can even be scared by horror movies?" Ya Feng said.

Although ghosts exist in this world, they are a type of demon, a manifestation of human souls under special conditions. Their existence is still within the rules of magical theory, and they can be influenced through certain means.

But ghosts and monsters are purely figments of the imagination, things that even magic can't explain. Of course, the key point is that they are figments of the imagination. Whether on Earth or in another world, no one has ever actually seen a ghost; it's purely a psychological effect.

"I... I'm just a little scared, not cowardly. It's okay to be scared by a horror movie you've never seen before once in a while, right?" she said softly.

"It's not very convincing for you to say this while you're snuggled up in my bed," Ya Feng said.

"...I, I'm..."

"Don't worry, we're family, I won't laugh at you. So what if you're timid? Psychology says that timid people are more likely to achieve great things," Ya Feng said.

"You saw it in some entertainment newspaper, didn't you?"

"Hey, I'm trying to make up for you."

"Oh... thank you."

Ilsa whispered, and before she knew it, she was lying on her side facing Ya Feng, watching him turn slightly to the side and gaze at her in the darkness.

"Ya Feng..."

"Ok?"

"Um, the midterms are next week..."

"You just need to know what's going on in your mind. Anyway, I trust you completely," Ya Feng said.

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, the second week after the midterm exams is the school's parent-teacher conference, right?" Ilsa said.

"Oh, that's true." Ya Feng also remembered.

The parent forum at Hoinlé College is also a parent open day, similar to a visit by students to the school where parents can tour the campus and learn about the students' learning progress.

“At the discussion, every parent in the class has to go up on stage and speak, expressing their views on the students or the school, etc…” Ilsa said.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid I'll embarrass you?"

"I'm afraid you'll say something weird... like, 'I'm so happy to be able to attend Mom's parent-teacher conference' or something like that..."

"Thank you for coming up with such great lines. I was just wondering what to say," Ya Feng said.

"..."

"Alright, I'm still a teacher at the school, I can't do anything that disregards my reputation," Ya Feng said. "We'll just have to deal with whatever happens when the time comes."

"Hmph...it had better be that I maintain a good image for you at school, so you don't ruin it yourself after just one visit," Ilsa said softly.

"Oh? How do you maintain my image?" Ya Feng turned around a little more and asked curiously.

"When I talked to Betty and the others about you, I said that you are gentle and considerate at home. You grow vegetables and water flowers, raise small animals, and tutor me in my studies while taking care of the housework. Your hobbies are reading, drinking tea and listening to records."

"Isn't this just telling the truth?"

"I was just telling the truth!"

Ilsa said angrily.