Chapter 7: Selfish, sensitive, irritable, low self-esteem, and lack of self-love

【Six hundred sixty-six, no need to even act anymore】

Seeing Su Moli actually openly reveal something that’s basically a cardinal rule for all transmigrators—even if it’s about a system that’s been experienced hundreds of times with their partner in bed—and just casually mention it like that?

And not only that, she actually wants to team up with the girl she’s trying to win over to scam money from herself?

Not just to scam money together!

She even said it…right in front of me?

The System nearly fainted from anger @_@

From Meng Siyu’s perspective: Seeing Su Moli so close, feeling the heat of her breath on her face, she only grew more certain that she really was a Sigma Man.

If that’s the case, then her supposed love system, the idea that winning her over would bring cash rewards, must be fake—just lies meant to trick her.

She absolutely must not fall for it.

“Stay away from me!”

“If you get any closer, do you believe I’ll actually call the police on you?”

“You know, the law explicitly states that reporting a Sigma Man comes with rewards.”

Feeling a flush of heat on her face, Meng Siyu could hardly take the provocation and immediately pushed Su Moli away, her face turning red as she threatened righteously with a blank mind.

“Huh?”

“Well, if you don’t want it, then forget it.”

Seeing Meng Siyu react so strongly just because Su Moli got close, Su Moli spread her hands helplessly and sighed quietly.

A high schooler like her was right in the middle of puberty, hormones raging, full of restless energy and a fresh perspective on the world, convinced she was right and everyone else was wrong—sensitive and quick to anger, ready to flare up at the slightest irritation.

At the same time, she was extremely sensitive to others’ opinions; even a casual remark about her hairstyle could put her in a dark mood for days, feeling like her whole life was a failure.

So the best approach with someone like this is to stop bothering them after the very first clear refusal.

After some time, she’ll reflect and blame herself, wondering if she was too harsh with her words.

【Giving up already? You don’t want the 100 yuan anymore?】

“I have a 2 million yuan place in City Center…”

【Alright, enough, I get it】

“Good that you understand. I’m already living comfortably, don’t crave money much, and act purely based on preference.”

“Besides, I already gave her a chance, but she didn’t handle it well. So it’s no one else’s fault.”

“Beauty, in the end, is nothing more than a handful of yellow earth. Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil. Beautiful girls in this world are like flowers—either trampled underfoot by passersby or wither away with time, becoming ugly fertilizer nourishing the earth.”

As a qualified 30-year-old man, her heart had long passed the age of lustful desires.

After being repeatedly battered by society, she understood one truth deeply.

That is…

The weak seek strength externally; the wise seek strength within.

Only the weak look outward for support, while the wise just reach downwards, finding comfort in themselves.

【Please stop lining up Chinese sentences, okay?】

The System was too tired to keep complaining.

“Hehe.”

No matter how much the System grumbled, Su Moli had already mentally checked out.

Unless a girl actively pursued her, she wouldn’t bother entertaining any thoughts of romance.

As a Sigma Man, she would never be the one putting in the effort, not even for a beautiful girl’s cold shoulder.

【Please don’t use idioms and proverbs anymore, okay?】

“Ding-ling-ling~”

The early class bell rang, and everyone started waking up, chatting and bouncing around happily.

Only two people in the classroom corner were left unnoticed.

Because Su Moli was a transfer student, no one really knew her, and she didn’t make any effort to make friends either.

The other was Meng Siyu, whose parents had worked far away since she was little, leaving her friendless and without a phone during childhood.

By middle school, her shy and silent personality was set.

Even with a phone now, she immersed herself in games, novels, and anime, convinced that with those companions, she didn’t need friends—a typical lonely otaku.

(Was my voice too loud just now?)

(Is she mad at me?)

(What should I do?)

(Should I go apologize?)

Seeing that Su Moli, who had been so warm to her at first, hadn’t spoken to her for a long time, Meng Siyu began doubting herself—was her tone too harsh or her voice too loud?

【Right now, your deskmate feels guilty for speaking too loudly earlier. This is a perfect chance to win her over.】

【Also, because she spent all her breakfast money for the week on barbecue and cola yesterday, she’s really hungry now.】

【Good opportunity, go for it.】

【Success reward: 100 yuan; failure: full-body sensitivity +1】

Sensitivity?

What’s that?

Could it be…

Hearing the System’s penalty, Su Moli, as an Isp, immediately imagined a series of tentacle scenes from various doujinshi and hentai anime, a flicker passing through her eyes.

【Just as you think, go for it.】

“Great, I’m giving up!!”

Fail.

Hearing that the System’s “reward” was actually a punishment, Su Moli immediately flopped onto the desk to sleep, just waiting for the mission to fail.

[???]

【Right now, your deskmate feels guilty for speaking too loudly earlier. This is a perfect chance to win her over.】

【Also, because she spent all her breakfast money for the week on barbecue and cola yesterday, she’s really hungry now.】

【Good opportunity, go for it.】

【Success reward: full-body sensitivity +1 yuan; failure: deduct 100 yuan】

“Ah? Why like this?”

Su Moli climbed up from the desk, clicking her tongue in annoyance, cursing inwardly, then suddenly smiled brightly at Meng Siyu.

“It’s okay, I forgive you. Come on, let’s go buy some food.”

“Huh? What? You forgive me?”

“Hey! Where are you taking me?”

“Where? Of course to buy you something to eat.”

“Hey! Stop! Who wants to go buy food with you?”

Dealing with someone sensitive, self-conscious, and not good at firmly rejecting, Su Moli didn’t waste words with Meng Siyu.

She roughly grabbed her hand and dragged her quickly to the school’s snack shop, pointing inside at the snacks and generously saying:

“What do you want? I’ll buy it all.”

“???”

“???”

“???”

Her bold words immediately caught the attention of both students and the shop owner, all curiously eyeing who these two were.

Though the school snack shop’s items weren’t expensive—usually just a couple of yuan per snack—buying several bags plus a few bottles of water easily added up to thirty or forty yuan.

For an adult who didn’t marry, buy a house, or own a car, it might not be much.

But for a high schooler with only twenty to thirty yuan of pocket money a week, she was practically rich.

“I don’t want it.”

Though her stomach was hungry, as a woman in a female supremacy world and a lonely high schooler, Meng Siyu’s words came out without thinking—an automatic refusal.

“You don’t want it?”

“Then I’ll just buy these.”

Even though Meng Siyu clearly refused, Su Moli didn’t care and grabbed some of her childhood favorites—spicy sticks, cola, Assam milk tea, dried fruit, and Qq Candy.

She then pulled out a hundred yuan cash to pay, drawing even more attention from the owner and students.

“You must be hungry. Have some sweet drinks.”

In the school corridor, Su Moli carried a big bag of snacks and skillfully pulled out a bottle of Assam milk tea, handing it to Meng Siyu.

“I told you, I don’t want it. Why can’t you understand?”

Meng Siyu refused again, but her voice was noticeably weaker.

Though she knew Su Moli was probably trying to win her over, this was the first time anyone had ever offered her a drink.

That feeling of being cared for, liked, and considered was too hard to let go.

“Don’t want it? Fine. But if you get hungry, you can come find me anytime. I can’t finish all this myself anyway.”

After the second refusal, Su Moli stopped pressing, knowing this was the last scrap of Meng Siyu’s pride. No need to trample on her final bit of self-esteem.

【Are you really a romance expert who’s played 365 galgames in a year?】

The System expressed doubt.

“Hehe, you just don’t get it.”

Su Moli only smiled and didn’t bother explaining to the System.

After all, for a sensitive, proud, and self-conscious girl like Meng Siyu, her goal had been achieved.

As always, it wouldn’t be long before Meng Siyu felt guilty and began blaming herself for her harsh refusal, wanting to apologize.

Inside the classroom.

“Ding-ling-ling~”

Class started—a Chinese lesson.

The teacher was still on the way.

(What should I do? Is Su Moli mad? Why hasn’t she spoken to me since coming back?)

(Was my tone really bad? Even though she bought me so much, I was still like that…)

(I really can’t do anything right…)

(No! She’s a Sigma Man, so she’s doing this to get close to me!)

(But…)

Meng Siyu looked at the pile of real snacks stuffed inside the desk.