Uneasy daily life

The atmosphere immediately underwent a subtle change.

Angelina: Why is Bai Ying's expression unchanged? Her deeply affectionate look is giving me the creeps! Is there some kind of conspiracy? Should we make the first move?

Bai Ying: Why are those subtle expressions on Tai Chang Bu Tiao's face constantly changing? I can't see any emotion in them, but rather a hidden murderous intent!

Angelina: Preemptive strike or counter-attack for victory? Her superpowers are ready; no matter what surprise attack the white shadow launches, she can slam it in the face with gravity!

White Shadow: There's murderous intent! Could this be the long-forgotten conspiracy? Theoretically, she doesn't have the brains for scheming, but in reality, she always manages to dig her own grave... In short, be prepared to summon a Stand!

Angelina: Guh! I'm so nervous!

The atmosphere grew heavy, and emotions shifted. The two stared at each other silently, like a duel between cowboys in the Wild West, each contemplating when to strike and predicting when the other would. The brief choice spiraled into immense pressure.

Finally, Bai Ying decided to take the initiative: "You..."

The silence was broken the instant Angelina raised her hand—"Take this!" A glint flashed in the white shadow's eyes, and it instantly summoned a Stand to shield itself—"Good heavens! I knew you were fishing, you traitor!" Seeing the Stand appear, Angelina decisively protected herself, ready to unleash a Shinra Tensei at any moment! Seeing Angelina switch to a defensive stance, the white shadow immediately…

Are we outsmarting thin air?

Bai Ying quietly complained.

Angelina: "...There's also the possibility that you're trying to lower my guard!"

Bai Ying: "Then everyone go back to your rooms and get ready to sleep."

No way! I absolutely have to shed the "straight girl" label! I've been dating for two or three years and I've barely experienced any romance—how can that be?! Today I'm going to redeem myself!

Bai Ying could tell that his girlfriend was thinking a few things, but he couldn't predict what she would say or do next, nor was he sure that what he saw was correct—what if this girl had been reading too many novels and suddenly had a crazy idea, like running into her boyfriend's room in her pajamas, flirting a few times, and then making a quick retreat, leaving him with the blame for being a pervert?!

Be vigilant, be extremely vigilant!

Angelina rubbed her face, looking a bit of a headache, and said, "...Let's try again. You'd better come up with another idea within thirty seconds!"

"Thirty seconds is too short, isn't it?" Bai Ying scratched his head. "How about a lifetime instead?"

Angelina's anger increased by 1: "I'm serious! No sarcastic remarks allowed. I don't understand romance. It's clearly a white shadow that's ruining the atmosphere!"

Bai Ying leaned back: "Is it possible that pursuing romance your whole life is also a kind of romance?"

Angelina frowned and slapped the sheets: "Where's the romance? It sounds utterly pathetic!"

Bai Ying silently watched Angelina, while Angelina glared angrily at Bai Ying.

A second passed, and Angelina's puffed-up cheeks contracted slightly.

Two seconds passed, and Angelina's eye began to twitch.

Three seconds passed, and Angelina coughed twice, tentatively asking, "You weren't saying anything embarrassing just now, were you?"

The white figure suddenly looked up at the sky and cried out, "Hahahahahahaha—!!"

Angelina felt hot all over, her face flushed, and her heart felt like it was about to burst: "Don't laugh!"

"Hahahahahahaha—!"

Grabbing a pillow from the side, Angelina slapped the white figure to the ground. Frustrated, she scratched her head. "Ugh? Do I really have no romantic side at all? No way! Calm down, calm down. Think about all the novels I've read—there are plenty of incredibly romantic and sweet scenes in them!"

Thinking back, there's a classic scene in a light novel: a proud and cheerful girl, a gentle and oblivious boy, childhood friends who have secretly loved each other for a long time, but lacking any opportunity to develop their relationship. When they agree to get into the same university, the academically gifted girl tutors the boy in the classroom after school. Their eyes meet, pens scratch across paper, creating the sound of youthful energy, time flows gently, silently causing the sun to tilt its hands. The girl teases the boy about his various mistakes, and the boy laughs it off—a scene they both take for granted, yet it feels extraordinary in their budding hearts.

Years pass in the blink of an eye, and the blink of an eye feels like years. Memories flash through my mind, and before my thoughts notice, my tongue secretly utters syllables...

"It's too long to read. I think you should give up. Although you like reading novels and fantasizing about youth, and immersing yourself in the protagonist's colorful life, it doesn't mean you're a romantic person. On the contrary, it proves that you're introverted in this regard. It's not that you're bad at socializing or taciturn, but that when you interact with others, you habitually blurt out words without thinking too much. This introverted way of expressing your own feelings in one-sided way is precisely a habit that makes it difficult to connect with others."

Bai Ying pointed and said, "In conclusion, this is a form of introversion. Without meeting the right person, whether talking face-to-face or immersing oneself in one's mental world, it's just one person's constant chatter..."

"I like you."

A soft but clear voice came from Angelina's mouth.

"You are a good person!"

A clear and decisive voice suddenly emerged from the white figure's pointing and gesturing.

The air fell silent.

Bai Ying was silent for a fraction of a second. Before being pinned against the wall by superpowers, he chuckled and asked casually, "How about it? 9527, do you understand how I felt before?"

Angelina clenched her fist and then opened it again, repeating this several times while her expression constantly shifted. She decisively dismissed her confusion and lunged at the white-clad figure, grabbing his collar in a frenzy: "You don't actually think you can get away with this by shifting the blame, do you?!"

"I just made a mistake that anyone would make if they didn't read it!"

The white figure struggled with a sense of righteous indignation.

"You make mistakes about everything? Do you think I can use shadow clones? That's a grammatically incorrect sentence!"

"What do you mean by 'grammatically incorrect'?! This is clearly a sign of poor reading comprehension! Use your brain to fill in the gaps—for example, there is only one you, but there are many versions of you who make mistakes; for example, the you of today is a collection of countless past versions of yourself; for example, the Angelina in your heart..."

"That's a grammatically incorrect sentence! You have to correct grammatical errors and typos when you write light novels!"

"Outrageous! It's clear your skills aren't deep enough. You've studied in China, yet you don't know how to use phonetic loan characters?!"

"I'm a bad student!"

The two wrestled and struggled on the bed, while simultaneously launching into a heated exchange, angrily criticizing each other's unreliable and mood-ruining behavior!

With superpowers capable of shaking the earth, Angelina, a girl who lacked physical training, was the first to be defeated. She was pressed back onto the bed by the white figure, panting and struggling to get up, but she was like a kitten being grabbed by the scruff of its neck.

Ugh! I'm so angry!

Angelina is ready to abandon all martial ethics.

Bai Ying realized that Angelina was about to abandon all martial ethics and immediately reacted: "Wait! Let's try again!"

Try again?

Angelina instinctively looked up at the white figure, whose hands were pressing against her shoulders, and she could feel the weight of the other person pressing down on her thighs. The ceiling light was a little glaring, but the backlighting made the figure appear exceptionally tall, giving her a subtle feeling that the other person might fall down and crush her at any moment.

Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh—try this one again, or maybe try that one again?!

Angelina's toes curled involuntarily, her head tilted to the left, and she stammered, "Pervert...pervert..."

Why do you call me a pervert?

A hint of doubt flashed across the white figure as she looked down at Angelina.

The hem of her dress was rolled up in the tucking, revealing a soft, fleshy belly with a sunken navel. The thin nightgown couldn't conceal her figure as she lay down, her chest seemingly defying gravity and standing tall in her field of vision. Her slightly chubby cheeks were turned to the side, her eyes blinking nervously, refusing to look in her direction. Her usually tied-up, slightly wavy brown hair was spread out on the sheets, having grown quite long without her noticing...

Of course I'm a pervert!

Bai Ying immediately corrected her mistaken idea and restrained the urge to say something.

He squinted to check on Angelina's condition, then silently reached for her chest...

The moment of contact.

"Alas!"

Angelina's body tensed abruptly, and she raised her hand.

Bai Ying, having anticipated this, decisively dodged to the side.

boom!

A white shadow hung on the wall.

"I'm reporting... someone is using aimbot..."

……

"Let's try again! Let's try again! I won't use superpowers unless I can't see!"

After Bai Ying pried himself off the wall, Angelina, feeling utterly ashamed, flipped over and lay face down, burying her face in her pillow.

I really wanted to see her expression, but this scene was just...

Bai Ying jumped onto the bed and casually patted Angelina's butt: "It's okay, we're a unique and hilarious couple!"

"—! What do you mean by a 'comedic couple'?!" Angelina huffed and puffed, not turning her head, but probably because a series of unexpected events had driven her to despair, she shouted, "Anyway, just go ahead and unleash your beastly instincts, I'm all ready! If I don't, you're a eunuch, a turtle, a light novel protagonist!"

"Fine! I accept your provocation!"

The white figure let out a cold laugh and decisively placed his hand on Angelina's buttocks.

Angelina trembled slightly: "W-that's all?!"

"...Before you start mocking me, can you at least stop tensing up?"

"W-What do you mean by 'tense'? I've trained to be tense!"

"I'm going to take my pants off!"

"Take it off if you're going to!"

Angelina resisted the urge to turn around, unconsciously hugging her pillow tighter. She swallowed, then suddenly realized that nothing had happened behind her: "...Hey? White Shadow? I'm serious!"

"I'm talking about mine, not yours."

Bai Ying's tone was slightly teasing: "It's not too late to run away now~"

“…#!”

Damn it! It must be Bai Ying mocking and toying with my plan in her heart!

Angelina mentally berated her boyfriend for his outrageous behavior...

"Alas--!"

"Now it's yours—hehehe! Don't dwell on it, it's not too late to run away!" The white figure tickled Angelina's soles with a skillful touch, making Angelina unable to resist shaking her feet from side to side.

"...I told you I'm serious! If you scratch me again, I'll kick you!" Angelina muttered softly, lying on her pillow. Was this exactly the feeling? Pulling and tugging at each other, playfully teasing, intimately touching, laughing and joking, it was like a panda in a bamboo forest, stars hanging in the night sky—a natural and relaxed sense of contentment...

Bai Ying's voice suddenly sounded strange: "So you like the prone position?"

"?!" Angelina was startled. Huh? Did she have such a fetish? Ugh, why do I feel a little uneasy!

“You’re the one who likes it!” Angelina retorted decisively. “You can read minds without seeing their expressions and eyes? Stop making wild guesses!”

...Didn't you realize you were a little wet? You seem quite nervous.

Bai Ying calmed herself down, reached out and gently squeezed Angelina's foot, hoping to help her relax after getting used to the touch.

Huh? He's already touching me? He's going to... no, the guy's going to move his hips?! Wait a minute! Novels and common sense about physiology say that a girl's first time is painful, extremely painful, super painful!

Angelina felt a chill run down her spine, especially in this awkward position where she couldn't turn around: "...Th-that, the white shadow..."

"what happened?"

"Which hurts more, you or a shot?"

"...Of course I'm better than getting a shot!"

"Huh?! How many times more powerful?!"

"Since you have such an academic spirit, you could ask 9528 and Brave Plus to create a statistical and quantitative data table, and then categorize and organize it according to pain level..."

"Cough cough..."

This question seems a bit strange...

But I'm so nervous and scared!

Angelina's heart pounded, especially when she felt the claws rubbing against her legs. Her heart raced even faster than if she'd had a shot—it meant surgery! Cutting open her nose, removing her nails, scanning her eyes with a laser…

"White Shadow!" Angelina couldn't help but shout again, "Should we...should we get anesthesia? Or some painkillers?!"

"9527..."

The white figure suddenly uttered a deep call.

"W-What's wrong?"

"I think you're the female protagonist of a comedy light novel."

"?"

Angelina felt an incredibly hurtful insult! Before she could react, a tight contact came from behind her, a heavy weight pressing down on her, and a voice from a white figure close to her ear said, "Let's keep exchanging friend cards for the rest of our lives."

What the heck... Hey, don't suddenly bite my ear.

Angelina stared with her round eyes, tilting her head slightly to stab Bai Ying in the face with her gaze. Suddenly, she sensed something from Bai Ying's movements, and her eyes widened involuntarily, her gaze darting around. She gripped the pillow tightly with her fingers, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, whether from tension or pain, she couldn't tell.

Uh, this...this...this...

"You are a good person."

Bai Ying suddenly handed out a card in a casual tone.

Angelina blinked, and instinctively replied, "I like you..."