Uneasy daily life

silence.

To conceal her emotions, Yukino Yukinoshita chose to abandon her long-winded speech and coldly uttered a single word: "Take it off!"

"Wait a minute!" Bai Ying said in a strange tone, "I last took a shower three days ago... Can you let me take a shower first?"

Yukino Yukinoshita got up and took out a set of general blue and white pajamas from the bedroom.

"You have thirty minutes!"

"Hai!"

A white figure rushed into the bathroom in her pajamas.

The sound of running water filled the air. Yukino Yukinoshita stared blankly at the bottle on the coffee table, her eyes widening as she covered her face with her hands—was she really going to do *that*? What was she supposed to do?! The description seemed to say to hold it and move it up and down? How much force, what frequency, how long—why wasn't it all explained clearly?!

What...what should I do? Waaah...it's all Bai Jun's fault...

"Ahem, all done washing."

A white figure walked out, drying her hair and wearing pajamas.

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at the time subconsciously, her eyes turning cold and her tone detached: "Ten...ten minutes...is Shira-kun really that excited? That's...that lewd and perverted..."

"I usually only need five minutes." Bai Ying sat on the sofa, calming down a little, just a little. "If you give me thirty minutes, I don't know how to wash."

"Oh……"

Yukino Yukino couldn't help but look away, her hands, which she was rubbing together, were already sweating.

"Um...should we go to the bedroom?"

The white figure discovered a blind spot.

"W-What are you doing in the bedroom?!" Yukino Yukinoshita exclaimed alertly. "Could it be that you...?"

"forget it!"

Bai Ying raised her hand and slapped her forehead, interrupting, "That should be my line!"

"Heh, heh...maybe he's just blinded by joy...cough..."

No! We have to start!

Yukino Yukinoshita made up her mind again, her hands trembling slightly as she pressed the bottle, then froze, realizing it wouldn't budge...

"You didn't open the packaging..."

"Hey, long-winded!"

Tearing off the packaging, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly remembered something and quickly reached into her pocket to pull out a pair of white silk gloves.

Bai Ying was taken aback and exclaimed, "You even prepared props? When did you become so lewd?!"

"It's not a prop!" Yukino Yukinoshita said, embarrassed and indignant. "I just saw a store selling gloves, and I bought them to avoid getting my hands dirty!"

Bai Ying: "You... are truly a genius."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yukino put on her gloves, tried her best to keep a straight face with seven parts shyness, squeezed out some lubricant, and rubbed her hands together.

It should be the same as scrubbing your body while taking a bath...

Ugh, this sticky, weird liquid has soaked my white silk gloves and is sticking to my palms. Are these gloves even useful? What kind of stupid logic led me to buy them?!

Yukino Yukinoshita slowly moved over and sat down next to Shiro: "Ahem... You can't expect me to help you take your clothes off, can you..."

"Hero, shouldn't we..."

Yukino glared at him: "Take it off!"

The white figure glared, decisively stripped off his clothes, and coldly snorted, "Come on!"

The two met eyes, then quickly looked away. Noticing the other had looked away, they abruptly turned back to look at each other again.

Regardless of reason or what is right, I genuinely felt Bai Jun's unexpected shyness, his discomfort with physical intimacy, and his attempts to break free, yet ultimately choosing to face it because of himself… Even before any physical contact, our feelings were intertwined, rising and falling, influencing and resonating with each other…

I'm so happy, it feels like I'm experiencing it more clearly now... Compared to unleashing his erratic emotions on others, Bai Jun seems to be less adept at handling feelings directed at him... Or perhaps he's not good at expressing his deepest feelings?

Yukino Yukinoshita moved even closer, extending her hand, which was covered in white silk gloves and sticky. Not daring to look down, she raised her chin and met the somewhat embarrassed gaze of the white figure.

She instinctively blurted out a question: "Bai Jun... has any girl who likes you ever done this to you?"

"..." Bai Ying was taken aback for a moment, then pondered, "It seems there really isn't one; you're number one."

"Hmph, really..."

Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly felt herself becoming bolder. She gently pressed her chin against the white shadow's shoulder, her hands fiddling around blankly. The gradually swelling heat in her palms turned into shyness, rushing to her head, flowing out into murmurs and breaths mixed with affection: "You've never been in a relationship before, why are you pretending to be an experienced person... Liar."

I think principles are something...

"No talking."

"Hmph, I knew it!" The white figure paused slightly, regaining some composure, and recited with a swaying head, "Finger shoots form joints, soft and hard; palms blend with skin, rough and light. Five snakes coil around a pillar, ready to devour a peak; a beam of light pierces the clouds... Hiss! Wait, calm down, I was just reciting it for fun..."

Your way of hiding your shyness is to make me even more shy, right?!

I'm already like this... and you still dare to recite poetry to add to the fun? Or are you going to write a poem to record this kind of thing? You usually look like you can't write anything, but your mind works fast at times like this, and a bunch of vulgar words have already popped out at the very beginning!

Yukino Yukinoshita pursed her lips, turning her head away, unable to look at her target. Unconsciously, she tightened her grip slightly, drawing upon her memory and tactile senses to find some techniques described in the searched text…

I'll make you capable! I'll make you capable! I'll make you licentious in every way imaginable!

Bai Ying quickly called out, "Stop, stop, stop..."

Stop my foot! You pervert!

Suddenly, her palm trembled slightly, and her clasped hands were pushed open a little. Before Yukino Yukinoshita could react, she suddenly felt a slightly warm, sticky, and moist sensation on her neck, chin, and cheeks.

What is this...?

She slowly and stiffly turned her head, meeting the equally stiff gaze of the white-clad figure.

"Uh..." Bai Ying coughed slightly and said seriously, "I can give you a ten out of ten for your appearance."

White! Fungus!

Snowflakes, scattered and ruffled by the wind, swayed from side to side before my eyes. Suddenly, I glanced at the time and instinctively said, "This... one minute or two minutes? So short?"

Bai Ying's face immediately turned red, and he began to loudly defend himself, saying things like "suppressing the assassin queen," "the training to control desires," "the virginity technique can kill Kira Yoshikage," "keeping oneself pure is the right path," and "what's wrong with being a virgin?" which made Yukino Yukinoshita give him a strange and teasing smile.

Stop! We can't keep playing Kong Yiji!

Bai Ying quickly regained her composure, her expression changing as she looked at Yukino Yukinoshita with admiration: "Hmm... this picture of nectar flying on snow is indeed beautiful..."

Yukino Yukinoshita blushed instantly, glared fiercely at the white shadow, and rushed into the toilet.

Ah... what am I doing!

After closing the toilet door, Yukino Yukinoshita hurriedly tidied herself up in front of the sink, took off her gloves, and vigorously rubbed her hands with hand sanitizer.

After barely managing to erase the evidence, she dared not go out at all. She squatted down with her back against the toilet door, covered her face with her hands, and squeezed out a barely perceptible sob from her throat.

Ah... what am I doing?

Bai Ying sat on the sofa, gazing blankly at the night sky through the window.

The world, the stars, the ocean, light-years...

The scriptwriting process... Hmm? It feels so smooth, like the gentle touch of a hero...

Inspiration! I feel the inspiration to create!

All things in the universe rise and fall in my mind; rise and fall are but a ripple, and birth, aging, sickness, and death are but a tiny, insignificant cycle...

Ah... is this the state of enlightenment?

written request for leave

The yellow driver core has stopped working.

The core driver for the game has stopped working.

The core of the cultural and artistic drive has gone on strike.

Alas, I am now completely empty-headed. Today, I just sat in front of the computer, spacing out and watching short videos. Time just slipped away as I sat there... It seems that I forced myself to finish writing the plot I wanted to write yesterday, and now my mind is completely blank.

First, regarding reading comprehension, the reader perceives erotic content because they're viewing it through a biased lens, not because I wrote anything erotic. The idea is to provide a catalyst for the character's transformation, and Yukino's awkward and earnest personality is quite suitable. However, how to write it effectively is the question.

Actually, I wanted to portray the confrontation and mindset before the action more than the action itself. Whether it was Yukino's reckless behavior based on her emotions, or Haku's rare inability to understand the situation and her awkward reactions that came one after another... The former was well-foreshadowed but the psychological portrayal was insufficient, and the latter's reactions were written but the changes were not smooth enough. It was frustrating.

Well, I guess I was so exhausted from typing like crazy yesterday that I'm not as good as I used to be. I've lost some of the powerful and moving sentences I could have written. I guess I just haven't had enough inspiration. It's frustrating.

I should reiterate that you shouldn't expect too much explicit sexual content in the rest of the story.

After hands, there's mouth, feet, sex, and group sex. You can write along these lines, but it can only become a harem novel. Apart from the empty satisfaction of desire, there's no plot or character development. I think it's quite boring.

Although I've gone astray and my powers have greatly diminished, and I sometimes feel frustrated and give up on myself, I still have to challenge myself.

The dilemma of Bai Ying's character, in my opinion, is the sense of disconnect when a comedic character in a comic book has to become serious. Because she is so well-developed, it is more difficult to make changes to her character later. It's not that she can't suddenly become a certain kind of person, but it is very difficult to add new settings.

Readers will find it hard to accept, and authors will find it hard to convince readers, or even themselves, unless the plot is compelling enough.

I sometimes have a strange feeling that creating is a process of convincing myself as well as convincing others.

The solution has been around for a while, but writing it down is a problem. Yukino's actions are just the beginning, creating a powerful wave of change and trying to make the flaw in Haku's character most obvious—simply put, the lack of romance. But the further development and transformation of the character from this flaw still needs to be written, not just concluded in a single sentence.

How did the plot of the story progress to involve shaving someone's head off...?

In short, I feel like I've pushed myself to the limit after all that, and I'm not as stiff and numb as I used to be. I'll work harder on the rest of the story.

The first step to change! Start by returning to a normal daily routine!

Whispering: I have tried my best to avoid using sensitive words, and to make it erotic without being obscene. In fact, a large part of it consists of psychological descriptions, funny plots, and atmosphere, so it is not erotic at all. It is the readers who are wearing erotic glasses.

If it gets blocked in the end, I'll definitely have to revise and resubmit it. Because of the Hedgehog Cat Chen Nian system, the content on the reader's end won't change after the author modifies and submits it. It seems that refreshing won't change it either. It appears that only removing it from the bookshelf and adding it to the bookmark will update it to the latest content.

It's not that I didn't correct the typos, nor that the blocked chapters weren't released; this is also one of the things to complain about regarding Hedgehog Cat.

Chapter Sixty: Witnesses

Fish soup, fried chicken nuggets, hamburger patties, and lettuce salad.

An ordinary dinner was laid out on the table. Two pairs of chopsticks silently picked up food and ate, swallowing the sound of chewing with their mouths closed. A quiet yet strange atmosphere lingered at the table, as if it were a dinner of conspiracy with ulterior motives, or the last meal before one's execution, completely focused on the activity of eating.

Snapped.

Chopsticks aimed at the same fried chicken nugget collided, and Yukino Yukinoshita and Shirakage subconsciously looked up at each other. Their gazes met like haphazardly connected circuits, and their thoughts short-circuited at the same time.

Yukino Yukinoshita quickly looked away, abandoned the fried chicken nuggets, and casually picked up some lettuce salad and put it in her bowl.

Seeing this, Bai Ying calmed down a bit, picked up a piece of fried chicken with her chopsticks, and sighed deeply, "They did something terrible..."

Well!

Yukino Yukinoshita almost choked, burying her head in the lettuce salad, her whole body tense like a sculpture. After several seconds of stiffness, she forced herself to lift her eyelids. The moment her bright eyes met the white figure, she jumped away as if electrocuted, her lips slightly parted to inhale, and she turned back sharply as if prepared to meet the white figure's gaze.

"I have to criticize you a bit." Bai Ying crunched a piece of fried chicken into her mouth, commenting with professionalism, "You were wearing gloves on both hands, but you only used one hand the whole time, wasting labor; your eyes weren't focused on the construction site at all, you were daydreaming with your head turned away, lacking any professionalism; you wouldn't listen when I told you to stop, and you got smeared in the face, stubbornness pays off..."

"Well……"

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't refute it. She wanted to cleanly interrupt this guy's pointing fingers, and she also wanted to simply dig a hole and bury herself—she had done something incredible!

She pursed her lips, her gaze slightly averted, her chopsticks involuntarily digging into her rice, but she still subconsciously retorted, "So what? Weren't you feeling alright?"

What shameless things am I saying?!

"Uh……"

Bai Ying paused for a moment, swallowed the fried chicken nugget in her mouth, and said righteously, "How do you know if I'm comfortable or not?! I'm just not feeling well!"

Noticing the strange pause, Yukino Yukinoshita felt a surge of inexplicable anger and immediately retorted, "You've already... shot... out!"

The air was silent for a few seconds.

Under the table, her toes clenched and scratched desperately inside her slippers, and her whole body couldn't help but want to curl up. Yukino Yukinoshita felt like she was deflating, constantly shrinking, shrinking, until she suddenly disappeared from this world.

Bai Ying: "Ahem... Just because I'm out doesn't mean I'm comfortable."

Yukinoshita Yukino: “?”

"In short!" The white figure raised her chopsticks, pointed at Yukino Yukinoshita, and said righteously, "Hero! Reflect on your actions. Don't do such things on a whim. Have you forgotten your dream of entering politics? Have you forgotten your courage to uphold what is right? Have you forgotten..."

"If Shiro-kun is uncomfortable, why doesn't she resist or run away?" Yukino Yukinoshita's face, which was flushed slightly, hardened, and she said coldly, "Whether you push me away, scold me, or even close the door, so what? Shiro-kun has plenty of ways to refuse me if she wants to, right? Even if you hide in the bathroom, lock the door, and stay there all night, Shiro-kun can do that, right?"