Bai Xia sat close to Bai Xiaoya, sitting down in front of their parents’ memorial portrait.
She absentmindedly picked up an intermediate pen from the table and spun it between her fingers.
After their father died, their mother fell ill and her mental state deteriorated more and more.
Later, she began to have episodes of confusion, waking up every day speaking nonsense.
At that time, Bai Xia struggled to get by on her own, thinking her mother would just remain like that until she couldn’t hold on any longer.
Unexpectedly, not long after, her mother suddenly sat up, her gaze clear, and pulled Bai Xia over to say many things.
It was only later that Bai Xia learned this was called a Flash of Lucidity.
In short, perhaps her mother knew her days were numbered, so she held Bai Xia and gave her many instructions.
She hoped little Bai Xia could escape the shadow of this life and live happily like others, so if possible, she should bring her other half home in the future…
Honestly, Bai Xia wasn’t sure if her mother had really regained her senses at that time.
If you say she didn’t, her eyes were indeed different from usual.
But if you say she did, her words didn’t sound like those of a clear mind.
Either way, it counted as a prophecy.
And at least there was an intermediate bedroom—conditions were barely acceptable.
“Bai Xia, when did you learn to spin a pen?”
Bai Xiaoya watched the girl’s movement, inexplicably a little flustered.
“So fast, too.”
“I practiced a few days ago.”
Bai Xia replied casually, then changed the topic.
“Tell me about that girl—Su Qingyu from your class.”
“Eh?”
Wasn’t this topic change a bit too abrupt, going from their parents’ prophecy to this all of a sudden?
Maybe she just didn’t want to talk about sad things anymore.
Thinking that, Bai Xiaoya, whose heart was as soft as her pretty face, went along with Bai Xia’s words.
“Su Qingyu is just a classmate. We’ve only known each other for a little over a week, so I don’t know much.”
Heh, only known for a little over a week and you already did it, huh.
The intermediate pen in Bai Xia’s hand kept spinning, her face still calm.
“Is the green tea good?”
“Green tea… Of course it’s good,”
Bai Xiaoya answered.
“Otherwise, it wouldn’t sell for such a high price.”
She pretended not to understand the other person’s hidden meaning.
Bai Xia was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, “How many sips did you take?”
The pace was so sudden that Bai Xiaoya didn’t react in time and subconsciously answered, “Not many, just two.”
[Ding dong~]
Big-breasted girl froze.
No way, even this counts?
[Congratulations to the Host for freely causing trouble once. Although the headmistress’s own thoughts were the main reason, it still involved you, so you are rewarded with one draw from the Primary Prize Pool. Please settle it when you’re alone. Remaining settlement times this week: 0]
Another free task reward, but Bai Xiaoya wasn’t happy at all.
Because the pen in Bai Xia’s hand had stopped spinning.
[Sudden Mission: Damage detected from the Villainess towards you. Although most of the reason was your own imagination, even putting facts aside, is she completely blameless? Mission requirement: Please super her fiercely! Warm reminder: You succeeded this time, but your emotional threshold has increased accordingly, so it may not work again next time.]
The way to trigger a mission was to stir up your own emotions.
And to stir emotions, you had to pick the things you least wanted to hear.
Bai Xia let out a soft breath.
The price was steep (meaning her heart hurt a bit), but as long as it succeeded, did that golden-haired girl have what it took?
Unfortunately, it wouldn’t work next time, so cherish it well this time.
“B-Bai Xia,”
Bai Xiaoya nervously touched her little shorts.
“You’re really good at spinning the pen, why did you stop?”
Bai Xia put the intermediate pen back on the table.
“Not spinning the pen anymore, I’m spinning you.”
“…Eh?”
Bai Xiaoya blinked, feeling like the words sounded familiar.
Thinking carefully, it seemed Bai Xia had said the same thing the first time she barged into her room.
So she understood what Bai Xia meant.
“But, why?”
“You tell me,”
Bai Xia intertwined her hands, stretching her wrists.
“You’ve already drunk two sips of green tea, and you still ask me why?”
Sigh, so it’s because of that.
But what kind of strange competitive mentality was this?
There’s no reason for it, and why do you all want to super whenever you’re unhappy?
Is the headmistress allowed to do whatever she wants just because she’s the protagonist?
Besides, as a Villainess, I’m supposed to do bad things.
If I get supered every time I do something bad, am I still a villainess?
That’s called hot weapons.
So, Bai Xiaoya’s gaze grew resolute.
“No way. I can’t do it. No matter what, I just can’t.”
Bai Xia took out her phone.
“You forgot what I have in my hand?”
“…Then maybe I’ll just barely do it.”
Don’t panic, be confident.
They’re all the same—whether it’s Bai Xia or Su Qingyu, they seem fierce, but in reality, their level is just about the same once things actually start.
Thinking this, Bai Xiaoya straightened her chest a little, her confidence returning.
“Then do as you like. Where? In front of… them?”
As expected of a major pervert, to do such things in front of a memorial portrait.
Bai Xia rolled her eyes at her, unable to understand why the big-breasted girl would think this way.
What kind of image did she have of herself in that mind?
“There’s a bedroom over there. It’s where I usually sleep.”
“…Oh.”
Of course a bed is better, but when Bai Xiaoya opened the door, she found only a tiny bed inside.
There was almost no other space—the walkway was too narrow for even one person to stand, and the bed itself was small, not much bigger than those in the school dormitory.
She tilted her head innocently.
“Can two people even sleep on this bed?”
“Simple,”
Bai Xia said calmly.
“I’ll just sleep on top of you.”
Placing two cups of milk tea on top at the same time—that’s what you said yourself.
“Fine.”
Bai Xiaoya took off her T-shirt, then her little shorts, and lay down on the bed.
It’s no big deal—an experienced Villainess can be a Pillow Princess for a while.
Anyway, the headmistresses’ fighting power is about the same.
Just lie down, enjoy your reward.
There’s really nothing difficult about this job.
Bai Xia looked at her smug, fearless expression and raised an eyebrow.
It seemed that little gold hair really didn’t bring any intensity, letting the big-breasted girl act so arrogant.
No problem.
Today, I’ll show her what a Season Update means.
After a while, Bai Xiaoya felt a gentle sensation, like eating a piece of cotton candy—soft, QQ, and a little bouncy.
“Bai Xia, you do massages too? It’s nice, very comfortable.”
She even closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Bai Xia said nothing, her face still wearing a calm smile.
Bai Xiaoya didn’t know that, before a stage magician performs, they always gently caress the cards in their hand, with tenderness and allure.
She was just wondering how things suddenly turned out this way.
Bai Xia was understandable—a big pervert, direct with her intentions, saying “super” and doing it.
But what about Su Qingyu?
The first time was whatever, but after the bathhouse, why didn’t she feel like anything was wrong, as if she was just giving in when asked to super?
Suddenly, she understood.
That’s right.
At that time, Su Qingyu looked so cute when she begged, so she subconsciously relaxed her legs.
But during the process, she also wondered if this was bad.
But… as soon as she started thinking, it was over.
So she didn’t feel anything was wrong.
“Mmhmm~”
At that moment, Bai Xia paused for a moment.