In the afternoon, during PE class.
Ning Chu sat listlessly on a bench in the corner of the track, staring longingly at her classmates who were jogging.
She had run too fast during lunch, causing her lower abdon pain to worsen. She had used the excuse of an upset stomach to skip PE.
She picked up her thermos and took a sip of warm water.
In this hot weather, she could only drink warm water every day... At noon, she couldn’t resist the temptation of the ice-cold Coke, but as soon as she brought it back to the dorm, Wen Yang snatched it away.
"Troublemaker," Ning Chu muttered. She was feeling completely drained, leaning back against the bench and reading a novel with a face full of boredom.
On the track, Wen Yang and Zhang Shaoqing were jogging side by side.
Wen Yang occasionally glanced in Ning Chu’s direction, worried that his roommate might get into trouble if he wasn’t paying attention.
"Hey, Wen Yang," Zhang Shaoqing started chatting with him while running, "Are you sure Ning Chu dick is bigger than ?"
"?"
Wen Yang was montarily stunned, then replied, "Yeah, why?"
"He doesn’t look like it. Are you sure you're not pulling my leg?"
He joked casually, "Maybe you're just too small?"
"Screw you! I'm not blind!" Zhang Shaoqing cursed, then continued, "Did you notice how when he walks around in his underwear after a shower, his crotch is as flat as if there's nothing there?"
Well, it’s because there really wasn’t anything left anymore.
Ning Chu has been getting more cautious lately. Before, after showering, she would walk around showing her long, pale legs. Now, she would get dressed in the bathroom before coming out.
Wen Yang brushed it off, "Why do you care about that? You turned gay or sothing?"
"I'm just curious," Zhang Shaoqing muttered, before he suddenly got excited, "Co to think of it, even if he has a big dick, doing it with a trap might not be all that bad too!”
"You’re ssed up."
There was definitely sothing wrong with this guy’s mind.
After two laps of warm-up jogging, the PE teacher waved his hand, dismissing the class for free ti.
"Wen Yang! Wanna play basketball?"
"You guys go ahead!"
Wen Yang, unable to hold back any longer, jogged over to Ning Chu and sat down beside her, asking with concern, "How are you feeling? Still in a lot of pain?"
"I'm okay, just hot..." Ning Chu clutched her lower abdon with both hands, letting out a few soft moans of discomfort. "I really want sothing cold to drink."
"Are you trying to make it worse for yourself?"
"Aww~"
Although it was supposed to be free ti, the teacher only allowed students to stay within the track area.
Ning Chu wanted to sneak back to the dorm, but this PE teacher had a habit of randomly calling roll calls. If anyone was missing, they would be marked as leaving early.
So much for "free" ti...
She glanced over at the PE teacher.
In this world, even the stereotypical overweight and frail PE teacher had beco a muscular guy.
Rumor had it that this teacher had once been a provincial athlete.
"I’m heading to the court to play so ball," Wen Yang said.
Ning Chu quickly stood up, "I’ll go watch too."
Wen Yang imdiately felt a surge of motivation, imagining himself making a stunning slam dunk while Ning Chu cheered and clapped from the sidelines.
Unfortunately, Wen Yang didn’t know how to play basketball at all.
With Ning Chu’s personality, she was more likely to laugh at him if he embarrassed himself rather than cheer or clap like so excitable schoolgirl.
When they reached the basketball court on the other side of the field, Ning Chu imdiately found another bench and sat down.
She kept her legs together and watched the dozen or so classmates sweating on the court.
Aside from her roommates, she couldn’t even na the other boys.
On one hand, Wen Yang’s mild protectiveness over her kept her interactions limited, but on the other hand, she didn’t feel safe around the other boys either.
At least Wen Yang was harmless—a shy virgin who, though eventually taking action in the plot, only did so after experiencing lust.
The other classmates? Who knew what they might do...
“Ning Chu~”
That cheerful voice imdiately conjured the image of a golden retriever in her mind.
A familiar wagging tail and pointed ears appeared in her sight—Yan Xinya, with her usual overly familiar attitude. She sat down beside Ning Chu and instantly hugged her arm.
Ning Chu frowned in discomfort, pulling her arm back and shifting a little distance away.
The wolf-girl muttered to herself, “Wow, you really don’t like that much, huh~” Though her tone seed self-deprecating, her drooping tail betrayed her disappointnt.
“It’s not that. I’m just not used to being so close...” Ning Chu gently explained, like comforting a pet dog. “And we haven’t known each other for that long.”
“Huh? But aren’t we best friends?!”
Who’s best friends with you?
Ning Chu rolled her eyes at her, but her attention was quickly drawn to a sudden cheer from the girls nearby.
Her gaze followed the sound, landing on the far side of the court.
Where did all these vixens co from?!
It was obvious that Lin Li was leading the group. About seven or eight girls stood there, probably without even understanding basketball, but every ti Wen Yang made even a simple pass, they would shriek in unison under Lin Li’s lead. If the ball was intercepted, they would all boo.
Wow! So this is the treatnt of a protagonist?
Ning Chu glanced at Wen Yang on the court.
With the girls cheering him on, he was playing even harder.
Her eyes narrowed in dissatisfaction as she scanned the girls, trying to identify any potential plot characters. “Xinya, do you know any of those girls? So of them seem unfamiliar.”
“Those are from Class Two. We have PE together with them.”
“Do you know their nas?”
Yan Xinya’s ears imdiately perked up, and her tail wagged excitedly. “Are you worried they’ll steal your man?!”
“No, I’m not interested in Wen Yang.”
Looking at Ning Chu’s tense reaction, it seed like she was only a step away from writing "Wen Yang is mine" on her face.
Yan Xinya suppressed a smile, thinking that maybe Wen Yang and Ning Chu had a mutual crush but hadn’t confessed yet.
She saw this as a chance to be the perfect wingwoman—to repay them for their previous help.
“I only know two of them... The short girl on the left is called Wenwen.”
Ning Chu’s expression tightened.
Although she couldn’t imdiately recall the plot, hearing that na confird it—Wenwen was a supporting character from the book!
Initially, she’d been lazy about morizing nas, but now, recognizing characters from the plot had beco a survival tactic.
She observed Wenwen from afar.
The girl was petite, just over 150 cm tall, with a baby-faced lolita look and a disproportionately large chest.
Ning Chu was certain she was of age.
Suddenly, her thoughts veered off-track.
How is this possible? Wen Yang is so big, and Wenwen is so tiny—how does this even work in the story? Wouldn’t it break her?
Then again, expecting logic in a hentai world was a bit much.
“Do you know Wenwen?” Ning Chu asked.
Yan Xinya shook her head, “I just know her na... Want to dig up so dirt on her?”
“Yeah, get so dirt,” Ning Chu realized the wolf-girl might be useful after all. “And keep an eye on Lin Li. That girl looks obsessed with Wen Yang! She never watches the teacher, only stares at him during class!”
“Oh, that fox-girl~ Because of her, your reputation among the girls isn’t great.”
Ning Chu replied casually, “I don’t care, as long as no one brings it up to .”
As a forr man, she had no patience for petty tricks like Lin Li’s. It was just the impotent rage of weaklings, after all!
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