Uneasy daily life

"So, as a great screenwriter and performer, how do you get a girl like this to show a different expression?"

"This is easy..."

The white figure pushed Angelina away and casually reached out to place his hand on Yukino Yukinoshita's thigh.

Yukino Yukinoshita froze, looking down blankly at the hand that was one-third pressed against the hem of her skirt, one-third against her thigh, and one-third against the edge of her over-the-knee socks.

Suddenly, her hand tightened, grasping a corner of the skirt and gently lifting it...

Snapped!

Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly grabbed her skirt, her face flushed with a mixture of shyness and intense murderous intent: "Shiro-kun!"

"That's it in a way." Bai Ying gave a thumbs up and laughed heartily. "Even when a pretty girl is shy, she's still an absolute beauty, and her combat power will skyrocket like a Saiyan transformation! Go on, use your superpowers to lift up Kotegawa Chisa's skirt!"

"Okay!"

Angelina nodded vigorously, then grabbed the white figure by the collar and shook him hard: "What kind of terrible idea are you coming up with, lililili—"

The white figure's face turned cold. He grabbed Angelina's collar and shook her at eight times the normal speed, making her voice trail off: "Ha! Wasn't it you who betrayed us? Enough already! You still want to get some ideas out of me?!"

"Baijun, I'd like to visit your place later."

"Want to see Knight? You cat slave~"

"Let me see your drafts."

"Brave one, let's go try scuba diving instead. How about catching fish by hand and feeding them to the cats?"

"Good idea, then go check your drafts."

Yukino Yukinoshita held down her skirt, gazing intently at the white figure shaking Angelina vigorously. She had no intention of settling scores later...

"Hurry up, you jerk." Yukinoshita Haruno raised her chin. "Use your best skills to appease Yukino-chan, or your drafts are doomed!"

"#!" Yukino Yukinoshita said calmly, "Sister, the fruits of labor deserve respect, even if it's just some boring secretion from a white fungus's brain cells. I'm just trying to correct it out of non-humanitarian concern."

Bai Ying glared at him: "Nonsense! You're definitely trying to take things out of context to express your opinion on the plot, and you're pointing fingers and offering one-sided opinions, trying to drag me into the abyss of writer's block!"

"Since Baijun is willing to accept the punishment, let's do it this way."

“Ohh ...

Suddenly, a commotion drew everyone's attention. They looked up and saw Chisa Kotegawa on the stage, her face flushed with embarrassment as she held down her long skirt. But for some reason, the high-flying skirt still revealed her long, smooth legs.

The skirt slowly fell down, covering her feet.

"Ugh……"

A few sighs of regret rose from the audience.

Everyone suddenly looked at Angelina.

Angelina was taken aback, then shook her head vigorously: "It wasn't me, I didn't do it!"

"It wasn't you..." Just as Toyohama Kazuka was about to say something, she suddenly saw a bouncy ball fly towards the stage and land at Kotegawa Chisa's feet. After hitting the stage floor, it bounced high into the air, lifting a corner of her skirt high into the air.

Chisa Kotegawa frantically tried to hold down her skirt.

The direction the bouncy ball came from... looked towards the uppermost stands, where several members of the diving club were.

"Good heavens! To resort to such despicable tactics without hesitation, he truly is my formidable rival!"

The white figure clicked its tongue and disappeared from its seat in the blink of an eye.

"I initially thought that what the hater was saying about a formidable rival was just an exaggeration..." Sakurajima Mai rubbed her temples. "Izu University is really full of talented people, it's like they're dying of exhaustion."

They're all incredibly good at making a living.

……

"Well done, Iori!"

"Amazing ball control!"

"Awesome, Iori!"

Amidst the cheers of his companions, Kitahara Iori's fighting spirit soared, and he let out a maniacal laugh that seemed inhuman. He suddenly waved his hand, which was holding three bouncy balls: "Hehehehe—watch the ball, watch the ball!"

The next moment, a figure suddenly leaped up, reaching out with lightning speed, and the incoming bouncy ball vanished instantly.

Impressive skills—wait a minute! Who dares to stop me?!

Kitahara Iori glared angrily, only to see the white figure land on the stage, blocking Kotegawa Chisa's path: "White figure? I didn't expect the one blocking my way to be you—but even if it is you, you won't stop me..."

I'm the King of Super Elasticity!

Kitahara Iori excitedly spread her arms wide, with a bouncy ball between each of her fingers.

"You can block three, but can you block ten?!"

The white figure smiled slightly at Kitahara Iori above, took a step to the side, and raised a bouncy ball in her palm as if offering a sacrifice.

As Kotegawa Chisa picked up the bouncy ball, her face flushed red, and veins bulged on her forehead, giving her a fierce and menacing look.

Kitahara Iori was taken aback, snapping out of her excitement. She turned around and found that her other accomplices had already distanced themselves from her.

"Wait! Didn't we agree to throw it together..."

"shameless!"

"Despicable and vile!"

"Just accept your punishment!"

"You bastards—"

Whoosh! !

In the instant Kitahara Iori lost focus, the bouncy ball was angrily hurled by Kotegawa Chisa. Like a cannonball fired from a gun, the bouncy ball struck Kitahara Iori three inches below her navel with incredible precision.

Kitahara Iori froze, then collapsed.

They're probably dead.

P.S.: I'm half-dead, trying to revive as quickly as possible.

The doctor told me to think less, worry less, rest more, and reduce stress. I had to write a little each day, then stop, then start writing again. Writing on and off like this only made my head spin more...

Chapter Nine Hehe, it can't be just me...

After performing a ball-to-ball act for the audience,

"Is the last one the jerk?"

Yukinoshita stroked her chin: "Speaking of which, are you sure it's okay?"

"What else could be the problem?" Feng Bin and Hua gestured with their fingers, "Isn't his specialty playing the role of a woman? He's always been quite good at acting, and he can play a girl perfectly well. Who hasn't been fooled or tricked by him before?"

"And that indistinguishable falsetto."

Yukino Yukinoshita's words were filled with deep bitterness and resentment.

"Let's leave the voice imitation aside for now," Yukino Haruno said with interest. "This is a beauty pageant where you have to perform on stage in front of an audience. When he was in high school, it was alright. He wore loose clothes, put on some makeup, and made some feminine gestures so that people couldn't tell his gender. But now that he's grown a bit taller and his body has become a bit wider, if he wants to play a woman... Hey, Mai, as a professional, what's your opinion?"

Mai Sakurajima thought for a moment: "Muscles can be concealed with loose or complicated clothing. Black Fan is more handsome, so if he wears heavy makeup and his facial expressions are well-controlled, the incongruity in his facial features will be less. However, his beard has been growing quite noticeably recently, so it needs some special treatment... These areas are relatively easy to deal with, but his skeletal structure is indeed difficult to conceal unless Black Fan can adjust his bone proportions or use other tricks to disguise his body proportions."

"You have to ask Bai Yinghua for that kind of thing; Bai Ying doesn't have that ability."

Angelina belatedly realized the problem and revealed a smile of anticipation: "I almost forgot, Bai Ying's height is quite obvious. In high school, when she dressed as a woman and with her acting skills, it was hard to tell if she was male or female. Now she's probably a pretty, strong, and tough woman!"

The excited traitor's eyes darted around, and he began to mutter to himself, "Hmph! Bai Ying is definitely wearing a skirt to hide his leg muscles. When the time comes, we'll just lift up his skirt and reveal his two clearly muscular legs. That will definitely have a huge impact on the audience... Or we can pretend there's wind coming from all directions, so no matter how loose his clothes are, they'll all look like tight-fitting clothes that accentuate his figure..."

That's right! This is the secret weapon to defeat the enemy!

Angelina clenched her fist tightly, then suddenly met Yukino Yukinoshita's somewhat subtle gaze.

Huh? Why are you looking at me like that?

"Is that bastard really that strong?" Toyohama Kazuka wondered.

"After taking off my clothes, it feels like being covered with a quilt in winter..." Angelina subconsciously made a comparison, then belatedly realized something was wrong, "Huh...?"

"Wow--!"

Yukino Yukinoshita clasped her hands together in front of her mouth and exclaimed shyly.

Mai Sakurajima seemed not to hear anything, focusing intently on the stage, as if anticipating the next contestant's appearance.

"Huh? Really?" Toyohama Kazuka tried to visualize her boyfriend's physique from her memory, then scratched her head, a little annoyed. "He doesn't seem to have changed much in three years? Is it because we've been seeing each other all this time? I really can't remember what he used to look like..."

Yukino Yukinoshita coughed lightly: "Wahana, this isn't your problem, it's their problem."

Feng Bin and Hana paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, giving Angelina a strange look: "Uh... you've been on top of him before, so you definitely know the bastard's physique better..."

“Ha, haha, of course!” Angelina’s expression was stiff and red, like a stuck puppet, gradually becoming smoother as she kept babbling. “There’s a big difference between girls and boys. When Bai Ying exerts force, his muscles become very obvious, and his butt gets hard. He usually looks quite well-proportioned, but when he presses down on me, he can cover me completely! He can’t use the old joke about me being fat. He’s clearly wider and fatter, but being completely pressed down on feels good, like being covered by a boyfriend’s blanket…”

Wait! What am I yelling about?!

"Goo!"

Angelina belatedly realized what was happening and quickly stopped herself from rambling.

But it was too late. Yukino Yukinoshita and Kazuka Toyohama were already looking at him with strange eyes, and he was already considered a strange person!

No, it's okay! In times like these, as long as you drag others down with you, you won't be the most lewd one!

Angelina looked at Yukinoshita with a flustered expression, trying to casually probe for information: "Yukino feels the same way, doesn't she?"

"Feelings..." Yukinoshita Haruno replied noncommittally, "Of course there are feelings, but what kind of feeling it is depends on the specific situation. After all, not all situations have the same feeling, right? So what kind of feeling are you talking about?"

Angelina was a little confused by the conversation, and subconsciously replied, "For example, if someone presses down on your shoulders from behind, the white figure looks at the long, slender hand, which is like a five-fingered mountain. There's no strength to support it, so it can only bend over... ugh!"

"Wow—!" Yukinoshita Haruno exclaimed shyly, covering her mouth. "As expected of my senior, you have so many tricks up your sleeve!"

Wow! What a talented female college student!

"No, there's nothing fancy about it!"

Angelina was bewildered and quickly shifted her attention, placing her paws on Mai Sakurajima's shoulder and trying to appear as if they were all close friends: "Hey, Mai-senpai, you're the same way, right?"

"The same?" Mai Sakurajima looked puzzled and asked blankly, "Angelina, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Wow! What a great actress at playing dumb!

Angelina blushed, then suddenly took a deep breath and read aloud with deadpan eyes, "Oh, I didn't understand. I meant being pressed down by a blinding white figure. The places he pressed down on were completely immobile, devoid of any strength to move; because he pressed down on me, even if my eyes looked around, I could only see his strong body, unable to find a single gap through which light could penetrate, and I couldn't even breathe properly; his abdominal muscles were like a storm kneading clouds, contracting and expanding with the sound of damp rain—ah, let the storm rage on, haha..."

Yukinoshita: "Hiss—"

Mai Sakurajima: "Ahem..."

Toyohama, Hana, and Yukino's expressions grew increasingly strange, but seeing Angelina's overwhelming embarrassment and complete loss of reason, they couldn't utter a single word—there was a chilling feeling that if they tried to talk to her, they would be violently bombarded with dirty jokes.

"Hehe, Yukino and Hana must be very curious about what it feels like, right? Right? First of all, it's the clothes! Taking them off, not taking them off, taking off half of the outer clothes, taking off half of the inner clothes, these are all different experiences..."

Angelina's monotone voice was full of self-abandonment: "That's right! I'm the most lewd one!"

"Ahem! I'm not curious!"

"Climb! I can't hear you! I can't hear you!"

……

While the traitorous subordinates were selling off their integrity, a battle was drawing to a close in the passageway behind the stage.

“Guga——!”

A strong, powerful arm gripped his throat, lifting his feet off the ground with just one arm's strength. He kicked helplessly around until he lost his last bit of strength to struggle and slowly slumped down, still unable to move.

Bang! Nojima Gen foamed at the mouth and collapsed onto the dimly lit ground.

"No—impossible! I don't believe it!"

Amidst the grief-stricken howls, Shinichiro Yamamoto staggered to his feet. Grief-stricken for his fallen comrade, he finally let out an angry roar. His massive body charged straight forward like a tank, stepping on his comrade's corpse. The thud of his footsteps drowned out the sudden, fleeting cry of sorrow.

My teammates sacrificed themselves to give me the ultimate human bomb impact power!

boom--!

Shinichiro Yamamoto staggered half a step from the recoil, looking up in disbelief—he was completely unmoved?!

Before he could react, the other person suddenly opened their arms and hugged him. The broad shoulders were not enough to encircle his waist, but the strong muscles could.

"Gaooooooo—!!"

With the powerful contraction of his strong muscles, Shinichiro Yamamoto's body was lifted off the ground and squeezed into a gourd shape, leaving him no room to escape, and he was breathing rapidly and gasping for air.

Bang! Shinichiro Yamamoto foamed at the mouth and collapsed on the dimly lit ground.