Before coming, Bai Xiaoya had specifically checked—Yangguang Baiyuan was just an ordinary residential community, surrounded by bright daylight and no one else nearby.
She would finish the task and leave; once out in public, there would definitely be no danger.
The only problem was, after she said that sentence, there was no prompt in her mind indicating the task was complete.
What’s going on?
Is something wrong?
“Bai Xiaoya, I’ll ask you one more time,” Su Qingyu had already slipped her small hand into her pocket, “who exactly are you?”
No, no matter what, she had to retreat now.
The task could be done later.
Bai Xiaoya smiled faintly.
“Just an ordinary classmate with a heart full of justice. Let’s talk next time.”
With that, she turned and started walking out of the community.
Because the task hadn’t succeeded, she felt a vague unease, but it was fine—as long as she could get out of the community, as long as she could reach that place…
Buzz—!
A sudden burst of musical notes swept past her, and Bai Xiaoya found she couldn’t move.
“Ee, um?”
She couldn’t even speak normally.
Su Qingyu slowly put down the melodica, withdrew her hand from her coat pocket, then opened her schoolbag and took out a long box.
The melodica was easy to carry and use on the spot, but it was low-level with a single effect—a last resort.
Her real power was the long jade flute inside the box.
[Have you ever listened to the whisper of the wind?]
Su Qingyu raised the flute to her lips and played.
The melodious tune floated gently into Bai Xiaoya’s ears, lingering and ethereal, like an ancient ballad heard only in half-dreams.
Bai Xiaoya felt her body begin to move—but it wasn’t her moving it.
The flute’s melody was like a whisper by her ear, guiding her body to slowly turn, then walk toward Su Qingyu.
“Umm… umm…”
Bai Xiaoya didn’t want to go, but she couldn’t control herself.
She could only watch helplessly as her body approached, then followed Su Qingyu into a house.
After that, she lost consciousness.
Su Qingyu finished the last note, parted her cherry lips from the flute, and the music stopped.
The busty woman’s body collapsed accordingly.
“Such a hassle. You said there were no insiders in class, yet now one has come straight to me.”
The blonde loli cursed at the air, set down her bag, and picked up her phone.
Just as she was about to call someone over, a line of text suddenly appeared before her eyes—
[You have been unboxed! You, who have been carefully protecting your identity, even pretending to be weak outside. Yet despite this, a baffling busty woman found you, carried out a ‘chest assault’ in the bathhouse, and followed you all the way to your residence, revealing your identity.]
[Luckily, now she’s in your hands, and everything is about to be settled. Task objective: Please severely surpass her! Task completion reward: One random spin of the big wheel.】
“This is…?”
Su Qingyu was slightly stunned.
***
When immersed in music, it’s easy to feel the passing of time and changing eras.
Bai Xiaoya thought she had dreamed a long dream—from entering the community, her body swayed freely with the whispers of the wind, rocking in the music, then gradually walking into the house with someone.
Until now, she finally awoke from the great dream.
Beneath her was something soft—probably a mattress—but when she tried to move, she realized her hands were tied.
Her hands were bound to the headboard; she could move, but couldn’t break free.
From the next room came Su Qingyu’s voice, as if she was on a call—
“Teacher, have you heard of the ‘Human-shaped Mystery Item’? Is it even possible for them to exist?”
“Theoretically no, but under the name of Mysterious Power, we have never fully understood them.”
Su Qingyu pursed her lips.
It sounded philosophical, but in plain words, it meant—they didn’t know.
She returned to the bedroom and found the white-haired busty woman already awake.
“Uh, Su Qingyu classmate,” Bai Xiaoya spoke softly, “it’s all a misunderstanding. I won’t say anything. In fact, I’ve forgotten what happened just now. It seems my memory’s been a bit off since entering the community…”
“Don’t play dumb,” Su Qingyu said with a hint of disdain.
“We’re adults now; can you stop with the childish tricks?”
Bai Xiaoya twitched her mouth.
It was fine being exposed, but being lectured by a loli like this felt a little embarrassing.
No, her plan was going well, but who knew the other party would suddenly pull out a long, white thing and control her with just a couple of blows.
What exactly was that thing…
Just as Bai Xiaoya was thinking this, she saw Su Qingyu take out the flute again.
“Do you know what this is? This is called the Whisper of Wind Flute, or in the naming style of relics within the circle, Sophia’s Flute.”
Su Qingyu introduced it while showing it to her.
Bai Xiaoya was listening but suddenly remembered something and quickly closed her eyes.
“No no no, I know the rules. If I know the secret, I won’t survive!”
“I told you to stop with that act—this isn’t a movie! Open your eyes and watch carefully!”
Su Qingyu snapped irritably and gave the busty woman’s big white thigh a small slap, making her squeak softly.
Hmm, it really felt good.
Seeing Bai Xiaoya obediently open her eyes, Su Qingyu was satisfied and continued—
“That was during an assault incident, even more serious than before. The automobile assault was just the appetizer; there are killers approaching from all sides.”
Bai Xiaoya pretended not to want to hear, but she was more attentive than anyone, her mind whispering, what exactly does your family do, sis? So dangerous.
Oh, right, she had already figured it out—the mysterious hidden dark power, constantly battling inside and out.
“At the time, it was urgent. I accidentally touched the goods being transported in that operation—that is, this flute. At that moment, I heard the wind’s voice, and a line of text appeared before my eyes, telling me its name and meaning, as well as…”
Su Qingyu held the flute in her hand, her watery eyes fixed on Bai Xiaoya with a meaningful look: “the binding process, and how to use it.”
So that was the so-called mysterious item in the Trading Zone with special powers?
Bai Xiaoya felt she understood, but not completely—she didn’t understand why Su Qingyu looked at her so intently when saying that last part, and…
“Why are you telling me this?”
Su Qingyu was silent for a moment.
“Forget it, let’s start the process first. We’ll talk after it’s bound.”
She put the flute aside, stepped forward, pressed on Bai Xiaoya’s big white thigh, and with her small hands tightly hugged one leg, then tried to pull it apart.
Bai Xiaoya blinked in confusion.
“What are you doing?”
Also, she just noticed her skirt was somehow missing—she was lying here with bare big white thighs.
“Doing what?”
Su Qingyu hummed softly.
“I’m ‘supermarket-ing’ you!”