065. The Feminine Touch
When Ning Chu woke up, it was only seven in the evening.
His spirit was clearly much improved; the heat he was exhaling while passing through the crowd was no longer as intense as before.
Thank goodness, no need to go to the hospital. If a hospital plot had popped up, that would be disaster central.
The dorm was unusually quiet. Zhang Shaoqing, who usually loved blasting music and roasting his teammates over voice chat, was wearing headphones, while Wen Yang had his head down, fully engrossed in a novel.
It seemed nothing out of the ordinary had occurred during this nap.
Zhang Shaoqing returned around noon, looking in good spirits, and it appeared Wen Yang hadn’t had any scandalous dealings with a bad woman…
Wen Yang was the first to notice the shaking of the bed frame. He looked up just as Ning Chu popped his little head out from his bunk, and they shared a glance.
“Awake? Want to grab dinner and take your meds?” Wen Yang offered.
“Mhm.”
Ning Chu stretched lazily. After sleeping the afternoon away, he was feeling much better; the fever medicine from the medical room worked wonders.
But he probably wouldn’t sleep well tonight.
He rolled over, climbed down the ladder, and hurried excitedly to Zhang Shaoqing’s side.
“Hey… you feeling okay now?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Zhang Shaoqing replied while gaming, glancing back. “It’s not like I had my heart broken. I’m a big guy. I just needed a day to feel sorry for myself. You want me to wail about it every day?”
Wow, talk about being open-minded!
Ning Chu was pleasantly surprised, nodding vigorously. “Exactly! It’s just a woman!”
He put in some serious effort when it came to that!
With no scenes of comfort from him or Wen Yang in the book, Zhang Shaoqing’s mindset could have totally imploded, leading to a reckless chase for thrill with who knows how many girls. But now, he still looked like that yellow-haired rascal… wait, his hair is black now.
I must say, Black-Haired Zhang Shaoqing looks pretty decent; at least that bit of rogue aura has toned down considerably.
Ning Chu was bubbling with joy, grinning from ear to ear. “You’d better treat us to a nice meal tonight! You didn’t pay a single cent for yesterday’s drinks and food!”
“Sure, sure, let me finish this game first.”
He turned back to glance at Wen Yang, raising an eyebrow smugly.
Wen Yang just sighed. He had always thought this was a learning experience for Zhang Shaoqing, no need to overthink it. But Ning Chu looked like he had just won a great battle, cluelessly gloating.
He smiled along with Ning Chu, though.
But soon, he noticed that Ning Chu seemed to have developed an unexplainable feminine charm that was quite baffling.
His chest appeared to have puffed up a bit, those muscles looking even more built.
“I fear I won’t be able to sleep tonight.”
Ning Chu, who had been lethargic due to his fever during the day, was now full of energy, bouncing around under high spirits. He glanced at Wen Yang, who was always eyeing him, and proposed, “How about we do a team-building activity tonight? Let’s trio all night!”
“Why not just watch a movie together?” Zhang Shaoqing chimed in.
“No way!”
He was definitely not watching anything remotely appropriate!
“Trioing… so it’s just the two of us babysitting you? I might as well just sleep.”
Seeing that Zhang Shaoqing showed no gratitude to his “benefactor,” Ning Chu rolled his eyes and turned to Wen Yang.
“I’m game.”
“Right! Let’s go!”
After a solid afternoon nap, he wouldn’t be sleeping tonight anyway. Ning Chu plopped down in front of the computer, launched the game, but found himself pondering a question.
The main character is still a virgin, and the antagonist seems to have overcome his crisis without turning to the dark side.
Unlike Wen Yang, who often found himself in storylines which involved girls chasing him, even as a virgin, he couldn’t influence the actions of other female supporting characters. But Zhang Shaoqing’s plots were mostly about him taking the initiative, and what he did was hard to watch.
For instance, drugging Ling Ling to possess her would never happen as long as Zhang Shaoqing didn’t take that step, right?
But with such huge changes in the plot, would the flap of the butterfly’s wings conjure any “surprising” events?
“Come on, come on! You’re spacing out!”
“Yeah, yeah~”
Ning Chu, being a man, could easily understand how Wen Yang’s mild complaints were a sign of good temperament when their teammate was playing poorly.
If it was Zhang Shaoqing, he would have already cursed up a storm, and those forms would probably get a few pages shorter.
One game ended, yet again a loss.
Ever since coming to this world, Ning Chu had maintained a glorious record of zero victories in competitive games.
“Still playing?” someone asked.
“Forget it, I’m going to take a shower first.” He stretched.
Upon entering the bathroom, Ning Chu habitually glanced in the mirror and suddenly froze.
He found it hard to believe as he tiptoed to get a better look at himself in the mirror.
“Whoa~ What’s going on?”
“Is the fever a penalty that disrupts the plot?”
“Is that why Zhang Shaoqing didn’t turn dark, keeping the following plot from developing?”
Ning Chu lowered his head sadly, glancing at his now more prominent chest muscles, awkwardly sighing.
They were getting so noticeable.
What was once a slight curve, comparable to the a breakfast shop’s flaky buns, now resembled little steamed buns the size of his fist.
A to A+ level?
Even with a short-sleeved shirt on, that bulge at the top was still eye-catching.
Logically, a girl with this level of development should be wearing a tank top made for her teenage years, right?
No wonder he felt like Wen Yang was sneaking glances at him after waking up! Turns out he had already noticed but hadn’t said anything!
Ning Chu sighed in distress.
Not to mention whether he could accept wearing a girl’s tank top, there was no way he could hide that from his dorm buddies in this environment.
If he went out to live by himself, just the rent alone would give anyone a headache. In Little Emperor Wen’s world, the departing male protagonist, he was concerned about running into a pervert.
“It seems not just a little bigger…” Ning Chu scrutinized himself in the mirror, feeling lost. “I just feel like I look more like a girl now.”
His clothes were still relatively loose, but n*ked and taking a shower, he was beginning to realize fat was accumulating around his thighs and buttocks.
Just like how ordinary girls develop.
“Ugh~”
After taking a shower and returning to the dorm with wet hair, when he used the hairdryer, Wen Yang instinctively looked his way.
Unlike other roommates who casually strolled around wearing nothing but their underwear post-shower, Ning Chu always made sure to wear a proper shirt, at worst showing off a pair of pretty legs.
But today, those legs were covered by shorts, leaving only his pale, delicate calves exposed.
At first, Wen Yang thought Ning Chu was just shy and reserved, but now he increasingly suspected Ning Chu might actually be a girl.
That thought was quite thrilling…
Wait, no, that speculation was absurd!
“Ning Chu, Wen Yang, how about I take you both out to have fun tomorrow?”
“No thanks.”
“What’s up?” Zhang Shaoqing, having finished his game, swiveled around in his chair, casually crossed one leg over the other, and slouched comfortably. “Why do you always look glum right after a shower? Do you see yourself and feel inadequate?”
Ouch, that hit close to home~
Being called out on a part of the truth, Ning Chu was mortified: “And you’re so impressive? Why don’t you show us?”
Zhang Shaoqing paused, stood up as if to drop his pants.
“I can’t! You psycho!”
Ning Chu shielded his eyes, unable to watch.
No wonder he was called a pervert! Even without turning into a villain, he was still a weirdo!
“What are you embarrassed about?” Zhang Shaoqing grinned victoriously.
Wen Yang nodded. Last time Ning Chu peeked at him in the bathroom, he hadn’t shown any signs of shyness.
He had been in awe then!
