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“Ha? Make her cry?”
Mu’en looked confusedly at the Senior Sister in front of him.
“Why?”
“Well… for my own personal reasons, I suppose.”
Anna said, twirling a strand of hair with her finger.
“Are you sure it’s not because you want to tease me?”
Mu’en couldn’t help but show a knowing smile.
“I get it, it’s just another one of your new tricks, right? I won’t fall for it.”
“Oh, the junior isn’t willing?”
“Of course, because randomly making a young girl cry would definitely earn you some bad karma!”
“So, is it okay to make the senior cry then?”
Anna touched the corner of her eyes, looking like she was about to cry.
“Clearly, you said before that you would do anything to repay me, but now you won’t even help with this small favor? How can you not be trusted?
Boo hoo, Senior Sister is so sad.”
“…”
Mu’en fell silent for a moment, then sighed.
“I can help, but the Senior has to tell me why. You don’t seem like someone who would purposely bully a young girl.”
“A reason?”
Anna pulled back her sorrowful expression, resting her chin on her hand, her gaze drifting off into the distance.
At this moment, Mu’en seemed to see the kind of loneliness in her that felt as if it didn’t belong to this world.
“Just consider it my selfish desire, Junior.”
……
“Come on, Mu’en, try our specialty cream stew.”
“Oh, okay.”
“Come on, Mu’en, try our specialty baked escargot.”
“Mm, okay.”
“Come on, Mu’en, try our specialty sirloin steak.”
“Ah, okay.”
In a delicately decorated small restaurant, the music of famous composers played, the long melody flowing from the speakers like a babbling brook.
With the doors and windows tightly shut, the dimly lit space had several red candles burning on a pure white tablecloth, their flickering flames casting a rosy glow on everyone’s cheeks, resembling the glimmering red wine.
Even the most fastidious noblewoman would surely exclaim what a perfect candlelight dinner this was, most suitable for the purest feelings between young boys and girls, reaching the climax of a date in a romantic atmosphere.
At this moment, if the boy were to produce a ring adorned with a huge diamond alongside a confession of true love, he would certainly succeed in moving the girl to tears, resolving to marry him even if he were a dog.
But, the premise was…
The people on the date…
Were freaking three!
Three!
A magical word that would never have anything to do with romance.
Only matched with wardrobes, under beds, White Academic, Minotaurs, clearly I came first, and playing Dou Dizhu!
When a date was associated with three, it already felt dangerously close to being hit with an axe!
So.
Senior Sister, save me!
Mu’en was generally avoiding Shali’s obviously intentional closeness and constant feeding while casting a desperate look toward the instigator, the Senior Sister.
But Anna not only didn’t save him, she even playfully made a little fist at him.
You can do it! This was probably her meaning.
What the hell am I supposed to do?!
Since Shali discovered that she and Senior Sister Anna were on a date, she seemed like a completely different person, her strong advances thawing even the hardest of straight men into love-struck teenagers.
This was completely inconsistent with your character, okay? What about your thick-framed glasses and braid? Don’t you know that transformations are prohibited here?
Anyway, Mu’en felt somewhat overwhelmed.
Mu’en subtly shifted his position, realizing how close Shali was to him, and discovered that under her loose uniform, she had a figure that could rival the Senior Sister’s.
But the more this was the case, the more restless he felt, especially in front of the Senior Sister, who was clearly watching the show.
“Um… Shali.”
Mu’en once again blocked Shali’s continued feeding and couldn’t help but smile wryly.
“I’m not a kid anymore; I can eat by myself.”
“This is my little gesture!” Shali insisted.
“I’ve already felt your gesture!”
“Really?”
Shali finally stopped her advances, tilting her head to ask.
“Then is it tasty?”
“Very tasty, very tasty!”
Mu’en nodded vigorously.
Although he was too nervous to really taste it, at this moment even if the food was truly terrible, he had to smile and say nice things about it.
“I’m so glad that Mu’en likes it.”
Shali looked very pleased, as if this was the greatest joy for her.
Seeing Shali’s bashful expression, Mu’en felt a little twinge.
But he quickly suppressed that small sense of guilt and smiled while pushing the plate he had tampered with in front of Shali.
“After working so hard, you should eat too, Shali.”
“I…”
Shali’s cute eyes behind her thick-framed glasses darted around, her shy cheeks glowing red under the candlelight, as if they could directly squeeze out water.
“I want Mu’en to… feed me with his own hands.”
“…”
Mu’en’s lips twitched, but at this point, he could only use his trembling hand to grip the silver spoon, and in Shali’s expectant gaze, brought the aromatic food to her.
Shali swallowed it in one bite, her face full of happiness.
“Really delicious, no wonder it’s food that Mu’en personally fed me.”
“Is… is it?”
While Mu’en responded, he nearly popped his eyes out.
What the heck, there was so much mustard in that food!
Is this girl really that bold?
Just as he was pondering, Shali once again opened her soft pink lips like a begging baby.
I want more!
“…”
Senior Sister!
Save me!
Mu’en signaled for help again toward Anna.
But Senior Sister Anna was currently engrossed in battling with her steak, having no time to spare for him.
Only her small fist quietly rose again and gave him a reassuring squeeze.
You can do it!
Seeing Anna’s completely indifferent demeanor, even fanning the flames, Mu’en felt an unexpected pang in his heart.
— Senior Sister, you’re so open-minded; I might just end up feeling sad.
Understanding that he was already isolated and helpless, Mu’en took a deep breath.
Don’t panic.
Mu’en, don’t panic.
Think positively.
At the very least, if the Senior Sister doesn’t care about this, doesn’t that mean he can avoid the legendary battlefield?
This means as long as he finished the task the Senior Sister entrusted him and managed to handle this little girl Shali well, everything would land smoothly!
That’s right, a bright future awaits!
But it was just fate; watch me smash it with my own hands—
The sound of wind chimes shaking rang out.
In that moment, Mu’en felt as if he truly saw infinite light flooding his vision.
But it wasn’t his future; it was someone opening the tightly shut door of the restaurant.
“Hello, is anyone there?”
A figure in a maid outfit stood backlit, looking into the restaurant.
Seemingly slow to adapt to the dim light inside the restaurant, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
In that moment.
At the moment he saw that figure’s face.
The crisis alarm in Mu’en’s mind buzzed loudly.
Even though he had experienced countless deaths, none had made his alarm feel as intensely as this one.
A chilling terror pierced through him like countless needles, plunging into his soul.
After a brief moment of confusion, shock, and fear, his consciousness began to whirlwind.
The scumbag soul hidden deep within him was fully activated. Before those dignified eyes could see him, he suddenly lowered his head and proceeded to grasp Anna’s fair thigh under the table.
“Senior Sister, you really have to save me this time!”
