Uneasy daily life

"To actually try to resolve this with force instead of engaging in philosophical debate and a theatrical performance with me, you two foolish temporary workers are truly ridiculous. It seems I overestimated your integrity and underestimated your stupidity..."

The white figure, who effortlessly defeated the two, straightened his clothes slightly, then took a step forward, walking against the light shining down the steps in front of him.

The mere ambush was not as impactful as Nojima Gen's appearance on stage—it is undeniable that even though Kotegawa Chisa's performance was rather average, Nojima Gen served as a perfect foil, not to mention that under the diving club's scheme, Kotegawa Chisa even had a brief moment of brilliance.

But you're too weak. Do you think you can defeat me by selling your integrity?

The moment he stepped onto the stage, a cheer erupted from the audience.

A woman dressed in finery walked gracefully towards them. She wore a loose, light blue dance dress, adorned with gorgeous ribbons at her wrists, ankles, neck, and waist. Her crystal shoes shimmered in the sunlight, and her smooth, black hair cascaded down her swaying lower back. She possessed the aura of a woman that men idealized—pure yet adorable, charming yet dignified, and mysteriously alluring, captivating and enigmatic.

The pale white veil faintly revealed some facial contours. Even though her face was not clearly visible, her delicately arched eyebrows and her eyes, which seemed to hold both joy and sorrow, made the obscured parts all the more beautiful.

The host, with a smile, handed over the microphone: "This contestant, please introduce yourself."

A smile seemed to appear behind the veil, and a clear, slightly husky voice flowed out: "Hello everyone, I am a member from the Aid and Service Department..."

really!

In a corner of the audience, several people looked at Yukino Yukinoshita without prior arrangement.

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't even bother to frown, only inwardly rolling her eyes—thanks to her unfortunate boyfriend's constant antics, she'd practically memorized her own voice. Did he really enjoy messing with her voice that much? Seriously…

"Toyohama and Hana~da☆yo~"

The mysterious girl revealed her name, her gaze seemingly glancing casually towards a corner of the audience.

Yukinoshita Yukino: "#!"

"Pfft, you little rascal really knows Yukino-chan's sensitive spots~" Yukinoshita Haruno nudged her sister with her elbow and said with a mischievous smile, "Don't you have a subtle feeling that something has been stolen from you?"

Yukino Yukinoshita changed the subject: "Wahana, Shiro-kun is impersonating you."

"Huh? Really?" Toyohama Kazuka crossed her arms and tilted her head to examine it closely. "Judging from the wig, it looks more like Yukinoshita, doesn't it?"

Just as Yukino Yukinoshita was about to speak, the host on stage continued, "So, Toyohama and Hanadayo, do you have anything to say to the audience?"

"Hmm~ To thank everyone for their support, I'll do a striptease that'll pass censorship!"

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh—! ! !

A sudden burst of wolf howls erupted.

The host was clearly a seasoned professional; he not only smiled and stepped aside to make way for the stage, but also immediately called on the control panel to play some rhythm music!

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

The drumbeats set the rhythm, and a melodious tune emerged.

The mysterious girl moved aside, raised her hand, and stretched out her body, lightly untying a ribbon from her arm as if picking a flower.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh—! ! !

The wolf howls grew louder, and the modern audience immediately took out their phones to film the scene.

The mysterious girl swayed her waist and touched the ground, sometimes moving towards the front of the stage, sometimes towards the back, like a butterfly fluttering in the air. Her ribbons and clothes danced like scales, and the audience then realized that her costume was probably specially made, not a single piece, but rather pieces of feather scales stuck together without any visible trace.

"By using seemingly gorgeous but actually loose and complicated clothing to conceal their figure, and a veil to cover most of their face, along with simple makeup, they can not only hide their features but also exude an air of mystery that invites speculation. This naturally leads the audience to guess how beautiful the person is in real life, getting caught up in their own beautiful imagination and thus overlooking any inconsistencies..."

A professional actress commented, "The hater's arms are all showing, and the audience still can't tell it's a man."

“This is Bai Jun’s style.” His professional girlfriend agreed. “Rather than simply lying, he is better at using various behaviors to induce others to deceive themselves. To make the audience feel the dramatic impact, nothing is better than making the audience become part of the drama.”

"So here's the question," the female college student asked curiously, "He got away with the part about a man dressing as a woman, but where's the dramatic impact?"

"Isn't that simple? Just suddenly switch back to your natural voice." The professional stick figure said simply and directly.

"How foolish! Even if she reverts to her natural voice, the audience, already prejudiced, will only think this girl is multi-talented and a tomboy!" The professional charlatan continued his rant. "At times like this, only by unleashing the decisive weapon can we ruthlessly bring the audience down from their fantasy world, shatter their false beauty, and expose them to the harsh reality—hohoho, hehehe, let you all keep an eye on this scumbag's cationic cannon! Biubiubiu~!"

It's over! Angelina has completely lost her mind and the restraints of shame!

Just as the group was thinking this, the mysterious woman on stage, who had already discarded all the ribbons and parts, slowly moved, turned her back to the audience, and gently pinched a corner of her skirt, lifting it slightly...

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh—!"

The wolf howls suddenly became exaggerated, and Kitahara Iori, who wished to remain anonymous, raised his arms and shouted, "Turn around! Turn around!"

A chorus of voices responded.

The mysterious woman seemed shy and hesitant, but finally slowly turned to face the audience. The slightly lifted hem of her skirt landed at a delicate, almost precarious point, making some viewers want to immediately kneel down and look up at a 45-degree angle...

The stage lights suddenly blazed on, overpowering the colors of the sunlight.

The mysterious woman, with her back to the light, suddenly lifted her skirt.

quiet--

Four girlfriends who wished to remain anonymous: "Pfft—!"

A girlfriend who wished to remain anonymous exclaimed, "Wow! I knew it!"

"Ouch! It's not real!"

"My eyes must be playing tricks on me, my eyes must be playing tricks on me... Hahaha, why has my prescription gotten worse lately? I need to get a new pair of glasses!"

"Holy crap! The Service Club! Holy crap!"

"Hehe, I can't be the only one... I'm going to spread this video full of despair to the whole world, hahahahahahaha!"

The audience erupted in cheers.

Chapter Ten: Confession?!

Great, now all we need to do is...

Bai Ying changed her clothes, held her phone, and walked out of the contestant passage with her head down. Suddenly, a figure rushed towards her, and a flurry of small fists pounded towards her chest.

"Aaaaaaah! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

Angelina frantically swung her little fists.

Bai Ying was focused on her phone and casually said, "Oh, sorry."

"#!"

Ah fight!

A super gravity punch, the force penetrates through the chest and back!

Angelina grabbed the white figure by the collar and shook it violently: "Ahhh! You bastard! Give me back my chastity, integrity, and weight loss exercises!"

What? You can return that kind of thing? Although I don't know why, it's clear that I'm in a pretty confused state. This kind of state usually occurs when you've gone too far in flirting and ended up hanging on the wall, or when you've teased someone too much and suddenly go from being passive to being active and using your superpowers excessively, etc...

Bai Ying scratched her head in confusion: "I didn't write any erotic stories about you..."

Angelina froze.

"Hmm?" Bai Ying leaned back slightly. "Hey, you didn't write something about men and women's affairs, with genuine emotions, clear structure, and coherent writing, totaling no less than eight hundred words, and then recite it aloud in public with great feeling, did you?"

"No! No!" Angelina shook the white shadow evenly, letting out a mournful cry as if her life was over. "It's all your fault! Now I'm the most lewd one!"

"Oh."

Bai Ying responded indifferently, then looked down at her phone, occasionally tapping on the screen.

"Aaaaaah! At a time like this, you're still looking at your phone?!"

Angelina's anger surged, and she smacked Bai Ying on the head, glancing at her phone screen as she did so.

[Here's the good news: This year's beauty pageant was arguably the most competitive ever, with the most talented contestants delivering outstanding performances. One contestant, poised and confident on stage, even pulled off a stunning striptease performance right before the judging deadline, completely outshining everyone else and undoubtedly claiming the title of this year's beauty queen! Here's video proof!]

[Beauty pageant winner striptease.mp4!]

Angelina: "..."

Before she could even catch up with the post's content, Bai Ying's fingers flew across the screen, switching between interfaces in a dizzying display. She quickly donned a fake account and infiltrated the chaotic comment section, posting one inflammatory comment after another.

[I can't be the only one who was blind! I want to spread this video to every place where there is sunshine!]

[Innovative! The daring striptease is incredibly innovative, and the shocking twist at the end is truly groundbreaking! A must-see for friends and family!]

I want to vote for this brave woman! Her beauty deserves everyone's appreciation!

White Shadow, a creature adept at setting its own pace.

Angelina scoffed, "What a despicable underhanded tactic! That's all you've got!"

"Hmph!" Bai Ying put away his phone and sneered, "Who's using underhanded tactics to interfere with my performance? Who's trying to sabotage me from behind the scenes? I won't go into details; your abilities are limited to this!"

"Gulp!" Angelina's eyes darted around, and she suddenly sighed sadly, "You've changed, Bai Ying, you've changed! You're no longer the talented and imaginative actress you used to be! Look at what you performed on stage—a striptease! You've degenerated into a vulgar person who has to resort to suggestive content to enhance your performance!"

Angelina clenched her fists, her voice growing increasingly righteous, indignant, and resounding: "How can you call yourself a creator like this?!"

The white figure reached out and pinched Angelina's cheek, then leaned closer to observe her eyes carefully.

"What are you doing?!" Angelina glared at her, neither dodging nor backing down, displaying a rather aloof and arrogant demeanor. "Still trying to pull those shady tricks of yours? Save your breath. If you dare to shove your mouth at me, I'll spit it out!"

"I said 9527, aren't you the one who writes erotic novels?"

Bai Ying rubbed Angelina's suddenly stiff cheek: "Come on, tell me how you wrote it, let me give you some feedback and revisions."

"Gulp! I didn't, I didn't, it has absolutely nothing to do with me!"

Angelina, her face flushed, kept refuting, shaking her head and trying to escape from the white shadow's grasp.

"My shoulders were pinned down from behind, and I had no strength to break free, so I could only obediently stick my butt out."

Yukinoshita described the posture in great detail.

Bai Ying responded with an "oh," and then added a few words of embellishment: "Listening to the wind and reining in the horses, I hear the tides and see the moon's halo as I climb mountains and search for ridges."

Angelina: "?"

"Boyfriend's blanket."

Mai Sakurajima leans more towards metaphors.

Bai Ying pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "When drunk, heaven and earth joyfully welcome me; shyly embracing spring's heart, I transform into rain and clouds."

Angelina: "Gurgle—!"

"Uh... let the storm rage on?"

Following the topic, Feng Bin and Hua's spontaneous remarks were rather stream-of-consciousness.

Bai Ying clapped her hands. This is so simple: "Her eyebrows are raised in a mocking tone as she asks if you've eaten; her lips are pursed, revealing a soft yet firm drool."

Angelina: "Gah! Stop, stop, stop—"

"Cough cough..."

Yukino Yukinoshita coughed twice in an attempt to interrupt. She was rather uncomfortable with this kind of topic and had no intention of kicking someone when they were down...

"What are you coughing about!" Angelina, who had been betrayed multiple times, had given up in despair and complained bitterly, "You mean to say take off a few layers of clothing, right? Right! I think Yukino is best suited to just take off her clothes and wear only an unbuttoned jacket, turning her plain appearance into a seductive allure..."

"#!"

Yukino Yukinoshita clenched her fist, her temples twitched slightly, and her gaze suddenly turned cold. Without changing her expression, she asked, "White Fungus, how many pieces of clothing did Angelina Fungus take off?"

Bai Ying gave a thumbs up: "Undergarments lifted like mist among the peaks, a lone sock curled up, a shadow under the lamp."

In short, she lifted her bra over her chest and took off one sock.

"Shut up!!!"

Angelina grabbed Bai Ying by the neck, her face flushed red, and shook Bai Ying violently. It proved that her shamelessness was no match for Bai Ying.

Yukino Yukinoshita said nothing, but stared intently at the white figure with a deep gaze: "It seems that doing something to the white fungus's drafts is not enough to deter your habit of spreading pollution everywhere? I need to observe the white fungus's creation from the side."

“Exactly!” Angelina chimed in. “Bai Ying, you need to reflect on your actions! Stop discussing things that can’t pass censorship all the time! Otherwise, you’ll only end up as a third-rate erotic novelist!”

"Cuckoo-"

Bai Ying made a few gestures to indicate that she had something to say.

Angelina temporarily released Bai Ying, her claws slightly bent, her face filled with murderous intent, as if if her boyfriend remained incorrigible, she would have no choice but to kill him...

"Is it possible that I've never brought up this kind of erotic topic before?"

The white figure shrugged innocently.

"Huh?!" Angelina's eyes widened. She knew she had to help her boyfriend restart the game. "Isn't this your fault?!"

"Hey! Seriously, why would I discuss this kind of topic in front of you? Describe how I mess around with other girlfriends in front of several girlfriends?" Bai Ying waved her arms like a roc spreading its wings and loudly protested, "I may like to court death, to see how embarrassed and happy you all are, but I'm not asking for it!"

"Who else could it be but you?!"

"I'm on stage preparing to perform; it couldn't possibly be me!"