"Hey! Hua Shu~ Hua Shu!"

"Hehehehehe~"

"Hua Shu, snap out of it!"

"Ride the swift wind forward, but watch your back~"

*Smack!*

What the hell? Who slapped my face?!

*Smack! Smack!*

"Xier, stop it! I’m fine—just happy!" Xier slapped my cheeks with both hands to jolt me back. Seriously, let me enjoy this a little longer.

(Streamer showing off got brutally slapped by the teacher!)

(Mumu’s Yasuo is flying smoother than silk.)

(I’m reporting this streamer for cheating! Her teacher must be mouse-clicking with her butt!)

(Haha, bro, you’re hilarious—thinking with your butt?)

Viewers flooded into the live stream like a tide. I grinned ear to ear, watching the match replay with delight. Hmph. Proving yourself with results beats hollow words any day.

"The match is over! Mumu wins 2-1," Kai announced awkwardly. "Since it was a last-minute solo duel, no trophies—but you get the promised prize: little fox Ying here!" He chuckled, then coughed. "Ying, ready for your punishment?"

"Hmph! Fine, I accept! She’ll just have to grovel at my feet anyway!" Ying grumbled, clearly sore about losing. Her words made my face burn.

"Uh... Mumu, any thoughts?" Kai shifted uncomfortably.

"Well... my place is already chaotic," I sighed, rubbing my forehead. "Ying, please don’t come. Xiao Ling, Miko, and Xier are enough trouble. And honestly—you don’t even like me. You just want to beat me up."

Ying shot up from her chair, snarling into the mic: "Mumu! Are you calling me a nuisance?! Fine! Managers—you cover my travel costs to her place, right? I’m leaving now!"

Her stream cut to black instantly. I stared at the screen, speechless. That petite but fiery girl acted like a child despite her age. So stubborn...

"Everyone hyped for their duo stream now? I know I am!" Kai grinned. "But since Ying’s offline, that’s a wrap! Same time tomorrow for your favorite Kai stream~"

(Kai, this isn’t your channel, thanks!)

(Dirty Kai, this is totally worth it!)

(Ugly Kai, not a bad trade!)

"Hmm, folks, dinner’s still a while off—let’s keep solo queuing one-handed..."

I was about to dive back into low-tier matches when Xier nudged my elbow, her face flushed.

"Um... Hua Shu? I really need the bathroom..." she whispered.

"Huh? Go ahead!" I kept my eyes glued to the game and chat.

"But... I can’t go alone!" Her voice grew frantic.

"Just go! Do I have to hold your hand?"

Xier gritted her teeth, fidgeting as her legs pressed together. I didn’t notice, too busy chatting with viewers.

Suddenly, I was lifted off my chair. Xier carried me toward the bathroom. Right—I’d forgotten we were still physically linked today. How could I be so careless?

But karma struck fast. She’d left my slippers behind. As she set me down by the toilet, I wobbled and collapsed onto the floor, my ankle throbbing. Xier struggled to pull down her red school skirt, tears welling in her eyes. My hand was stuck firmly on her hip—no way to free it without scissors.

"Hua Shu... close your eyes!"

"Okay..."

Too awkward to face her, I shut my eyes.

A gentle force lifted me. Xier settled onto the toilet seat, pulling me onto her lap. "H-help me lift my skirt..." Her voice trembled. Even after our intimate moments in the dorm, she hated me seeing her like this.

"It’s fine, Xier. We’re close—no need to be shy." I soothed her, picturing her flushed cheeks.

After I lifted her skirt, she sighed in relief. Once done, she stroked my face with a shy smile. "So embarrassing... You can open your eyes now."

I blinked up at her, grinning back as I smoothed her skirt. Before I could say it was nothing, her phone rang.

"Hello? Dad? What’s up?"

"A blind date? I’m only 23!"

"...For your career? What about me?"

"Fine! I’ll go. Happy?"

*Beep... beep... beep...*