"For us girls, outfits must be cute and pretty. Ignore those creepy dudes and their nasty stares. As independent women of the new era, we deserve fashion freedom. Sisters, wear whatever you want..."

Hua Xin snorted coldly and swiped away the video.

She was a hardened veteran of forums like Anti-Bar, Sun-Bar, Wedding-Bar, Nei-Bar, Li Yi-Bar, Mei Zu Ru Chun Yan-Bar, Nuclear War Shelter-Bar, Arknights Foot Odor-Bar, Thunderfire Sword-Bar, and Burning ** Chasing the Stars Boy-Bar. As one of the 'sisters,' could she really be brainwashed by this blogger who was clearly a fake 'little fairy'? (fuming)

Besides, she’d searched for girls’ fashion outfits. Why start with a long lecture? No leg shots, no skin show—who’d watch that? (slamming the table in anger)

But in a way, that gross girl was right. Without dressing freedom, where would she see those super-hot cosplayers on TikTok? Who’d please her majesty?

As she thought, a teacher in a mini-skirt, black stockings, shark-tail hem, and pure black choker swayed seductively on-screen to the BGM’s rhythm, shy yet alluring...

Ah, wasn’t that zzz’s shark girl? She didn’t play the game, but so cute—made her want...

That little soldier who’d flown off on wings of freedom seemed to return, standing tall and proud beside her again...

Hua Xin unconsciously reached down, and then... and then...

No "then." (silence)

(Dreaming, huh? 🤣)

Wiping drool, the girl kept scrolling videos (teary-eyed).

"Tips for meeting your boyfriend! Sisters, I found a new combo: wear black stockings under jeans or sweatpants, then casually flash them at the hotel. Guaranteed to boost his stamina by a whole box..."

"?"

The girl felt that little soldier drift even farther away.

Wait...

I searched for girls’ fashion outfits!!!

What’s with boyfriend tips??? I’ll bury you all alive—consider yourselves lucky I’m merciful! (single-person rage)

And where’s my boyfriend? 🤔

I’m a guy!!!! (tsundere face)

"Latest Hextech! Unbeatable lift—turns A-cup to E-cup instantly!!! Sisters, I found an amazing product..."

Hua Xin’s lips twitched. Memories flashed. She pushed her keyboard forward, sat up straight, and leaned in.

Thump thump (on the desk).

Ah... body feels so light...

She sighed meaninglessly, eyeing the sales blogger with smug pride.

"Heh, Hextech? I’m 100% natural—a meta-defining powerhouse. Why’d I need this? (scoffing)"

Next!

"How to win your boyfriend’s heart fast? After a month’s research, I found the ultimate answer: unbeatable feel, silent and smooth, one-piece white stockings with a hazy peek..."

*Snap.*

Wordlessly, she closed the app.

She knew it all. Understood it all. Liked it all.

But only when others wore it, got spoiled like cream puffs, and cried softly!!!

She needed something wearable outside...

What to pair?...

Hua Xin straightened up. That familiar heaviness reasserted itself under gravity.

Just a whim... She wasn’t actually considering girls’ clothes.

Her gaze drifted to the hopelessly outdated clothes stuffed in the corner. Warm security filled her chest.

"Yep, you old buddies never fail me..."

*Ding ding ding, ahem.*

Hua Xin had just sighed when QQ’s alert chimed.

"Re... replied?"

"Hurry up and spend gold, old man."

A faint blush rose from shame, but her eyes stayed tsundere.

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "Not interested."

"?"

Her hopeful face froze. The blush deepened (40°).

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "You think I’d believe some foot-stinking brute with a voice changer pretending to be a girl? Then fall for you?"

(50°)

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "Seriously, did playing cats fry your brain? Remember Sett’s ultimate name?"

(60°)

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "Silent? Whether you’re guy or girl, I’ll still wreck you. 😋"

(70°)

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "Your scam’s pathetic. Just say you’re a tea seller living with Grandpa."

(80°)

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "Where’d you buy that voice changer? Good effect—helped me. Advice: if you suck, practice. You’ll never hit Master rank."

(CRITICAL HIT 100°)

"Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! 👊🏻 AHHHHHHH! 🤒!!!! (boiling over)"

Her chest heaved. Composure shattered. She leaped onto the bed, punching the quilt wildly.

So mad... so mad... I’ll punch this bastard dead—stomp him silly, kill kill kill (gasping)...

*🐧 Ding ding ding.*

The alert rang again.

You’re dead... I’ll fucking—

Hua Xin slammed back into her chair, fists ready. Then she remembered her goal.

Her flushed face cooled slightly.

No patience, no great plans. No patience, no gold. No patience, total loss...

How could she lose cool first? Haha... not angry...

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "If you’re really a girl, call me ‘hubby’ and send a leg pic. No typing—I’m busy."

"Bro."

(1000° EXPLOSION)

Hua Xin’s sanity snapped. She grabbed her phone, voice message blasting raw fury.

Invincible Cat Fist: "You trash 🗑️, maggot 🐛, pervert 🤳🏻, bastard 🐶, disgusting creep—just die!!"

"Want my legs??? I’ll fucking stomp you dead, you pervert!!" She stomped stomp stomped the floor, as if crushing Xia Yan.

After the "warm greetings," she slumped in her chair, drained.

Screwed up 🥺... but satisfying 😋.

She savored the verbal victory but mourned her failed goal: making that dog fall madly in love and spend gold recklessly.

(crying 😭)

.........

Elsewhere, Xia Yan carried baozi and soy milk in one hand, phone in the other.

*Buzz.*

Acting up again...

His aggression was so strong—why would a guy pretend to be a girl? The act was crumbling.

Xia Yan raised an eyebrow at the two voice messages. He tapped play, phone to his ear.

(After the girl’s exclusive "reward")

Xia Yan: "..."

Good thing he never used speakerphone...

No voice changer effect. Steady breath, sweet tone, clear words, no static—plus stomping sounds.

Could she really be a girl??

He frowned. Her past messages didn’t sound feminine.

But an internet-addicted girl... maybe.

Xia Yan typed calmly, pocketed his phone, and walked on, unruffled.

His expression stayed handsome and composed, untouched by the chaos.

——————

*Ding ding, ahem.*

Huh? Him again...

The girl opened the message wearily.

Too weak. Just browsing online wouldn’t build stamina.

Online #1 Good-for-Nothing: "Wife, curse more 🥵—love it. Then show legs 🥵."

Hua Xin: "?"