"Woah, senior! I didn’t even notice earlier—you’re ridiculously cute!"

"N-no, not at all... You’re cute too, junior..."

After introducing herself, Han Youwei was already slightly nervous. This was her first time experiencing something like this. She worried she hadn’t done well. But Shu Xiaoyue’s sudden outburst nearly scared her witless.

I’m dead. So adorable.

Shu Xiaoyue hadn’t really noticed this girl before. She’d been too busy observing Chuyun. Now, taking a proper look—wow. She was genuinely cute. Shu Xiaoyue had never seen anyone this cute. And so petite! So shy too. Was this really her senior? She thought people might even believe this girl was her junior instead.

Huh. So big...

Shu Xiaoyue suddenly spotted two little mounds straining against the chest of the cute senior’s dress. She glanced down at her own flat chest and felt a pang of dejection. Senior’s "rabbits" were huge—at least a C-cup. Shu Xiaoyue estimated hers and Xia Shiqi’s combined might not even match. No comparison, no pain. Truly worthy of being a senior...

Chuyun studied Han Youwei and nodded in satisfaction. He wasn’t afraid of her shyness—he feared total withdrawal. Her personality could change soon. Then the main quest would be complete.

"Right, Han Youwei, meet my sister, Xia Shiqi."

Chuyun gestured to the pure-looking girl standing before him.

Huh? Chuyun’s sister?

Han Youwei was surprised. She hadn’t expected this fierce girl to be his sister.

"Xiaoqi, she lives in our neighborhood too."

"Oh."

Xia Shiqi replied flatly. She’d never call this cat-stealing pest "senior." Harmless or not, she was still a cat-stealer.

Chuyun sensed the atmosphere turn awkward. He needed a topic—fast.

Got it.

"Junior, are you and Xiaoqi in the same class?"

He’d ease the tension through this lively junior.

"Mm-hmm! Call me Xiao Yue, senior. ‘Junior’ sounds so stiff!"

"Alright then, Xiao Yue—"

Chuyun was cut off by his sister’s sharp cry.

"No way!"

Xia Shiqi was doubly jealous. She shot Chuyun a glare and yanked Shu Xiaoyue behind her. This pervert was hitting on her best friend again. If she didn’t drain him dry tonight, she’d write her name backward! And Xiao Yue—she’d never seen her act this way toward a guy. She had to stop them. If Xiao Yue liked Chuyun too... no. Even as best friends, Xia Shiqi wouldn’t share. She regretted introducing them. She stole a glance at Chuyun’s lower half. Yep. Not drained enough this morning. That’s why he was flirting.

"Xiaoqi, why are you jealous of me too?" Shu Xiaoyue sighed. This little vinegar jar. Chuyun’s brother was great, but she’d never steal him. Best friends didn’t do that.

"Doesn’t matter! You just can’t act like that with him!" Xia Shiqi pouted, resorting to spoiled tactics. She knew Xiao Yue would indulge her.

"Mm, got it." Shu Xiaoyue patted her head helplessly. Then, with big watery eyes, she blinked at Chuyun like sending a secret signal.

Chuyun understood instantly. This Xiao Yue junior suffered under his sister too. He shot back a knowing look.

Han Youwei saw their exchange and thought it was a game. She wanted to play! She tugged Chuyun’s sleeve and blinked her crescent-moon eyes at him, copying them.

"...".

Chuyun, expecting something important, just got endless blinking. This silly girl... He bonked her head again.

Whimper... Bonked by Chuyun again...

Han Youwei stared at him, her clear eyes holding shock, grievance, confusion, and a trace of sorrow. She felt so wronged. She just wanted to play. Why wasn’t that girl bonked? Whimper... Bonked so many times today. She’d really turn into a dummy. Han Youwei was genuinely angry. Don’t mistake her for dumb—she glared like a kitten enraged by its owner. If Chuyun did this again next time... she’d... she’d...

Chuyun saw her glare. She had a temper now? Rebellion! This mere Han Youwei dared to bite the hand that fed her. He fixed her with a stern glare.

The fiercely glaring Han Youwei instantly deflated like a punctured balloon. She’d... she’d just let him pick another spot...

The once fierce girl now shrank back, head bowed, too scared to look up. The contrast was almost comical.

Seeing Han Youwei so obediently subdued, Chuyun silently gave himself countless thumbs-up. Indeed, he couldn’t be too gentle with this silly girl. Her earlier glare? Utterly unforgivable!