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Because of Old Feng’s fatal white tank top, the spiciness level of this video shot up by at least fifty percent. That glimpse of pale, exposed sideboob had an inexplicable allure—I simply couldn’t look away…
In fact, I had already watched this short 30-second video three times.
And if Xiao Lei hadn’t snatched her phone away with an annoyed expression, I could’ve easily gone for four more rounds.
“Was it that good? Want me to wear one for you too?”
Xiao Lei smiled sweetly as she said this, but there wasn’t a trace of warmth in her voice. In fact, I could almost see the dark energy seeping out of her.
Snap out of it! You couldn’t pull it off anyway!
That’s what I wanted to say. But I lacked the courage to actually say it.
Ahem. “Well, that wraps up tonight’s mission. But there’s still one thing I want to know—how did you figure out Old Feng’s name just now?”
From the video Xiao Lei recorded, there wasn’t anything in the shot that had Old Feng’s name written on it.
“It was a drawing,” Xiao Lei said with a wry smile. “In the part of the room the video didn’t capture, there was a carefully framed crayon drawing. The kind kids make—very abstract, very surreal. And on it, in big letters, were the words ‘Papa, Feng Jingsheng.’”
Now that she mentioned it, Old Feng had once brought up that he had a daughter before his divorce…
“I see. That drawing must be one of Old Feng’s most treasured possessions.”
By the time we got home, it was nearly 1 AM.
To my recollection, I had never come home this late before… Fortunately, the village was peaceful, so nothing happened on our way back.
After showering, Xiao Lei, as always, left more than half of the bed for me. She patted the mattress excitedly and said, “So, are we sleeping together again tonight?”
Lately, I’ve been seeing her more and more as a real girl. That made the idea of sharing a bed feel a bit… improper.
Since I had no intention of defining our relationship, it felt like I’d be taking advantage of her.
Even though Xiao Lei herself didn’t seem to care at all, I still didn’t want to let myself fall too deep into something that had no future.
“…Nah, I think I’ll sleep on the floor tonight.”
I pulled out my floor mattress from the closet and spread it out.
Xiao Lei’s mouth curved downward into a little “へ” shape. “Come on… A girl is being this aggressive, and you’re still chickening out?”
“You know exactly why. Don’t make this harder for me. Just get some sleep.”
“…Sigh.”
She didn’t argue further—just let out a long, wistful sigh.
I changed into my pajamas, lay down on my mattress, pulled the blanket over myself, and closed my eyes.
Even with the air conditioning on, the spot where my back touched the blanket felt warm without a mat underneath. But exhaustion quickly dragged me into sleep.
Something was patting my stomach.
“Hey! Chang Kai girl! Wake up!”
A soft, childish voice called out near my ear.
It had the crisp, feathery quality of someone tickling my ear with a feather.
Lying on my back, I opened my eyes—and saw a white-haired loli beaming down at me, watching my sleeping face with great interest.
She was my master—Halliluya, the current God of Bishoujo.
For the record, her true form was that of an old white-bearded man. This adorable look? My doing.
Thanks to the Bishoujo Notebook, I had rewritten reality itself.
But… the notebook was supposed to turn people into seventeen-year-old beautiful girls.
Why was she still in a loli form?
…Wait, so this was what she looked like at seventeen?
A legal loli… A loli baba… SUGOI!
I sat up, propping myself up on my hands—only to feel my elbow brush against something soft.
I looked down.
Two massive, sleepwear-straining peaks filled my vision—so big they could overshadow even Haitang, Xiao Lei and Tangerine combined.
And then it hit me.
I wasn’t Chang Kai right now.
I was Chang Kaizi1, the dream-limited version of myself—the owner of this book’s greatest oppai arsenal.
Yet in reality, what do I get? Haitang and Xiao Lei—both flatter than an EKG monitor. Even if I count them separately, I’d just have four A-cups! Four A’s! A go̲d̲d̲a̲m̲n̲ bomb2! Pass! Pass!
And worst of all? I still didn’t even have a clear candidate for the heroine.
Just how much did the author hate me, the protagonist?!
…Although, to be fair, Old Feng’s weapons were pretty damn amazing too.
But she was nearly forty. And divorced.
Definitely less suitable than Xiao Lei as a love interest.
…Wait. At this moment, should I be considering myself the heroine?
“Chang Kai girl! Stop spacing out! I’ve been waiting for ages!”
Master’s voice snapped me out of my mental rant.
“Master… What are you wearing?”
Only now did I notice her outfit.
Today, my white-haired loli master had on a robe that—unlike her usual oversized sleeves—was tailored to fit her perfectly.
It was short, too.
So short, in fact, that her sleek waist which exposed a tiny belly button looked dangerously pinchable.
“Oh! This outfit? Looks great, right?”
She spun in place, her long sleeves swirling in a circle.
“…Wait. Dream outfits usually match what we wore before sleeping, right?”
I was wearing pajamas, which made sense.
But that meant…
Was Master wearing this in reality too—?
A sleeve whacked me in the face.
“What are you thinking?! Obviously, this robe wouldn’t fit me in real life! This is a dream! As long as your mind is strong enough, you can do anything here. Change outfits, change scenery—even this.”
Master Halliluya waved her small hand, and the once pitch-black space began constructing a new background.
In the blink of an eye, I found myself standing before a small chapel under a full moon. However, with the dim sky and blood-red moon as the backdrop, the church atop the hill felt nothing short of eerie.
Meanwhile, Master had changed into a dark red lace dress, sitting cross-legged in a wheelchair, looking down at me from above. (I was sitting on the grass.)
“You’re a god, at least in name. Could you pick a background that’s a bit more grand and dignified? This scene is seriously creepy.” And what’s with the wheelchair? Where did you come from, Gehrman3?
“The Hunter’s Dream is still a dream, isn’t it? Besides, the Old Gods are gods too. We’re all just picking successors—what’s the difference?” So, what, are you planning to turn me into a squid?
“Then could you at least change my outfit?” I rubbed my hands together ingratiatingly. The tightness of my pajamas, stretched uncomfortably over my chest, was making it hard to breathe.
“No problem.”
With a snap of her fingers, boom!—a puff of white smoke exploded around me, making me cough uncontrollably.
“What the hell is this?!”
I was now wearing an ultra-revealing maid outfit.
A dangerously low-cut dress, barely covering my boing-boings, and a ridiculously short skirt that made every movement a risk.
The ultra-low-cut maid outfit was teetering dangerously on the edge of decency, exposing more than half of my—let’s just say, fluctuating—chest.
The skirt length was equally disastrous, making me too afraid to move carelessly. The hemline, paired with the long white over-the-knee stockings, framed an alluring absolute territory, exuding an unmistakable air of seduction.
Embarrassed, I covered my face—only to realize that my hands were now clad in long white gloves extending past my elbows, perfectly matching the stockings on my legs.
Dear god… Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that one day, I would be the one narrating my own fanservice scene…
My face burned. Shame pooled into my eyes as tears threatened to spill.
“M-Master… Please… Don’t do this…”
“Chang Kai girl! With those huge knockers, you’re the perfect candidate for this Fallen Angel Erotic Maid Outfit4!”
Fallen Angel Erotic Maid Outfit?!
It was only then that I noticed the back of the maid outfit—four wing-shaped capelets draping down from the collar.
“Master, can we change to another outfit…” My tone was almost pleading.
“Then, how about the Grand Elf Light Maid Outfit5?”
“No, not that either! Just normal clothes! No, please, I beg you, just give me a set of normal clothes!”
Master snapped her fingers again—where did you even learn this, from Thanos?
This time, I was mentally prepared. Holding my breath, I managed to avoid choking on the white smoke that always appeared when I changed outfits.
The attire was now a traditional maid outfit—no revealing parts, long sleeves, a high collar, and even the skirt hem fell well below my knees. Though conservative, it gave me an unexpected sense of security.
“Chang Kai, young lady, how do you feel about this one?”
“Much better.”
“Remember that feeling of embarrassment and discomfort just now? This way, you can also start thinking from a girl’s perspective, right?” Master Halliluya stroked an imaginary white beard and spoke with a meaningful look.
“A girl? Master, are you talking about Xiao Lei?”
“I never said anything of the sort.” The loli-like master crossed her legs, playfully swinging the round-toed leather shoes on her feet.
“Of course, I came tonight to answer your doubts. You must have piled up quite a few questions over this time, right? Anything you didn’t ask thoroughly before, I can answer for you tonight. Even if it’s unrelated to the divine assessment, I can still give you my advice based on my experience as an elder.”
“Any question at all?”
“Ask, and I shall answer. I will hold nothing back.”
“Then, Master… do you know who my mother is? And where she is now?”
Footnotes:
- 常凯子 Chang Kaizi
Not an official naming of MCs female form.
It’s a reference to Japan’s naming often adding 子 (-ko) behind a female name.
Like 咲子 Sakiko or 加奈子 Kanako etc you get the point.
凯子 also has a secondary meaning in Chinese which means idiot in a dialect, but is widespread used in China.
It’s a secondary reference to the 胸大无脑 Big breasted idiot trope commonly described in literature. - Reference to 斗地主 Fight the Landlord
A recreational game using poker cards in China.
A 王炸 (bomb) is equivalent to 4 of a kind in poker terms. - Bloodborne
- I’ll just paste a link for your reference.
https://toaruindex-if.boom-app.wiki/entry/chara-138
- Another link
https://toaruindex-if.boom-app.wiki/entry/chara-137
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