“Have you played Monster Hunter before?”
“Didn’t I start playing with you just yesterday?”
“Hmm…”
Bai Yao propped his chin on one hand, looking at the screen with confusion.
Even though they were both newbies using the same Long Sword and the same gear, Qiu Ye had already mastered the basics.
His movements were fluid and agile.
In contrast, Bai Yao’s character moved like he was disabled—either being chased by monsters or riding the cart back to camp.
“My computer is lagging a bit,” Bai Yao said, shamelessly shifting the blame to his hardware.
It couldn’t be because he was bad, right?!
“Don’t die, or the quest will fail again.”
‘The quest…’
That word triggered a bit of a reaction in Bai Yao.
He glanced at the time.
It was the second day of the National Day Holiday, and the sky was already growing dark.
He had been at his computer in the dorm all day without even eating lunch, yet he still hadn’t triggered a new mission!
Even though he wasn’t making any money, a decadent and lazy holiday felt amazing.
Compared to Bai Yao, who hadn’t stepped foot outside all day, Qiu Ye had gone out to play ball in the morning, brought back breakfast, and was now getting ready to attend a club gathering.
Even though it was a holiday, he was quite busy.
“It’s about time for me to head out,” Qiu Ye said, stretching as he stood up.
He complained, “I don’t know what time the gathering will end. There’s definitely going to be drinking again.”
Qiu Ye wasn’t as obsessed with his image as Lin Mingxin.
He stood up, checked the mirror, messed with his bangs, and threw on flip-flops and cargo shorts.
Even so, on him, it looked casual and free-spirited; on anyone else, it would likely just be called sloppy.
“Want me to bring you food?”
“Uh… what time will you be back?”
“We’re probably going to karaoke, so maybe 11:00 or 12:00. Want a late-night snack?”
“We’ll see.”
Bai Yao’s answer was a bit hesitant.
He was reluctant to keep accepting Qiu Ye’s kindness since he had nothing to offer in return.
Qiu Ye waved and left the dorm, pulling the door shut behind him.
Now, he was alone in the dorm once again!
Bai Yao’s mind began to wander.
He listened intently to the sounds in the hallway.
Once he was certain Qiu Ye was far away and there were no other footsteps outside, he hurriedly stood up to lock the door.
He turned back and closed the balcony door as well, creating a completely private, enclosed space.
Then, he prepared some tissues and impatiently opened Heaven!
It had been over a month.
He didn’t know how his other roommates held back…
Even though every single one of them posted lewd images in the dormitory group chat, they all acted pure and innocent in real life.
Aside from the porn dealer accidentally exposing himself, everyone else was more serious than the last.
[Aside from taking out the trash and picking up food deliveries, you haven’t left the residential area in a long time~]
In an instant, Bai Yao’s dirty thoughts were extinguished.
He felt a chill and looked around like a thief with a guilty conscience, feeling the panic of being caught red-handed by the System.
He waited expressionlessly for the System’s next words.
[Even though your career is stagnant, your love life is a mess, and you have a mortgage, hiding at home to escape everything is not a healthy lifestyle! The risk of depression follows you like a shadow! How about going out for some fresh air and making one or two new friends?]
It had been over a month since school started, and even now during the National Day Holiday, Bai Yao truly hadn’t left the campus.
Aside from going to class, eating, and picking up packages, he basically spent all his time huddled in the dorm.
[Put on your prettiest little skirt and go for a stroll in your best form! Reward: 100 cash]
‘A skirt? Where am I supposed to get a skirt?’
Bai Yao doubtfully opened his wardrobe, thinking about how he only owned a few sets of clothes.
There was no way to complete this mission.
“Huh?”
An unopened package was sitting quietly inside the wardrobe.
Bai Yao didn’t remember having a habit of putting packages in his wardrobe…
Had he been so preoccupied with the System’s nonsense that he accidentally overlooked one?
He checked the shipping label and confirmed it had his name on it before tearing it open.
Inside, a White Shirt and a Pleated Skirt were neatly folded.
“What the hell!”
‘I never bought women’s clothes!’
Bai Yao instinctively tried to clear his conscience.
This was definitely the System’s doing!
If his roommates discovered this outfit, titles like “crossdresser” or “femboy” would follow him for the rest of his college years!
Social death would be unavoidable!
His chances of finding a girlfriend would be completely gone!
And the System actually wanted him to wear it outside!
Thinking about it carefully, it was actually quite logical.
Since the System believed he was that perverted stalker woman, wearing a skirt was normal…
But how did the System know he didn’t have one and specifically prepare a set?
“I’m not wearing a skirt even if it kills me, okay? And go outside?”
Bai Yao grumbled as he threw the skirt back into the wardrobe and shut the door, turning back to play his game.
But his movements paused.
He hurriedly reopened the wardrobe, took the skirt out, and anxiously considered how to hide it better.
Roommates usually didn’t rummage through each other’s wardrobes, but what if?
If he just threw it away, the cleaning lady would discover a set of women’s clothes in the boys’ dorm…
Although it might not be linked back to him, what if?
‘The quality is actually quite good… Is it expensive?’
Bai Yao’s clothes were mostly bought online for a few dozen yuan each.
This was the first time he had ever touched fabric with such a high-quality feel.
Now, he was even more reluctant to throw it away.
He looked down at the skirt hesitantly, and a strange feeling suddenly rose from the depths of his heart.
It was as if a devil was whispering in his ear: ‘You’ve been told you look like a girl since you were a kid anyway.
Why not put it on and see? Aren’t you curious what you actually look like in a skirt?’
‘What if it looks pretty? No one else will see it anyway!’
‘It’s exciting, isn’t it? Secretly crossdressing in a boys’ dorm!’
Bai Yao shook his head violently and whispered, “I’m not a pervert…”
But what was wrong with a man being a little perverted?
Faint feelings of excitement, tension, and stimulation gathered in his chest, unable to escape or dissipate, making his hands tremble slightly.
‘Nobody will know…’
The women’s White Shirt was quite form-fitting, gently hugging his waist and outlining a silhouette as slender as a girl’s.
Whether it was the shoulder width, chest circumference, or sleeve length, everything was just right, as if the shirt had been custom-made for Bai Yao.
His slender, straight legs extended from beneath the skirt, his skin so fair it almost seemed to glow.
A hint of muscle definition was visible on his calves, but his legs were overall slimmer and whiter than those of most girls.
In what felt like a daze, Bai Yao had finished putting on the clothes.
He stared at his reflection in the mirror, his face turning beet-red.
All those chaotic emotions turned into pure shame.
An intense sense of embarrassment swelled in his chest, making him let out a sharp cry like a boiling kettle.
“Argh!!!”
‘I really am a pervert! I actually put on a girl’s outfit!’
Even though his hair was still too short, his jawline was a bit firm, and his features weren’t incredibly delicate… he really did look like a short-haired girl!
He gripped the hem of the skirt, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He didn’t dare look in the mirror again, his gaze drifting toward the ceiling.
However, the area under the skirt felt empty, his legs were free from restriction, and the fabric of the shirt was pressed tight against his skin…
He felt a sudden surge of rebellion from his lower half!
Terrified of a bulge showing through the skirt, Bai Yao nervously returned to his seat like a thief.
He instinctively smoothed the back of the skirt and sat on it, keeping his knees together and his calves slanted in an elegant, ladylike posture.
A strange sense of satisfaction…
How exciting!
“Argh!!!”
He gently banged his head against the desk twice.
‘Get a grip!’