When I got home, my parents weren't back yet. Seemed like another overtime day. Since they worked at the same company, their schedules always matched—overtime together, holidays together. Pretty convenient, honestly.

Chuwei’s shoes sat by the entrance, but she was nowhere in the house. By the time I reached my room, it was already 8:45 PM. I still had a mountain of homework and hadn’t even showered.

“Chuwei? You home? Where’d you vanish to?”

No way I’d lazily search every room. So I just yelled from the living room. A girl’s voice drifted from the bathroom direction. She casually snapped, “None of your business,” and fell silent. Sigh… my sister was never as sweet as other people’s sisters.

Back to earlier: minutes after my shower, I’d planned to tackle homework seriously. But Xiamo’s call just now scrambled my thoughts. Now I was restless.

Think about it—a girl asking you out tomorrow, even if fake. How could you not feel excited? Sure, my gut said it was pretend, but my brain buzzed anyway.

After all, in 16 years, she was the only girl who’d ever asked me out—and stunningly gorgeous! Not getting excited was impossible. I tried calming down, but just seeing her number on my phone screen made my heart race.

What to do? Call her back? She was my girlfriend—even fake, chatting was fine. Suddenly, I craved talking to another girl. Well, anyone except Mom or Chuwei.

Should I—use Xiamo’s date excuse to call? We hadn’t set a place or time. Did I really have to visit her house again tomorrow?

Exactly! That’s the plan—my hand slowly reached for my phone. It rang. Same number, but I’d already saved the contact. Xiamo calling again. Saved me the trouble.

I hesitated before answering—call it the legendary tsundere move. Snatching it instantly would make me look glued to my phone, waiting for my girlfriend. She’d mock me endlessly if she knew. So I didn’t.

“Is that Huayuan-kun, taking forever to answer? Rude! Making his girlfriend wait like that!”

Huh? Couldn’t fool her after all. She really was like a worm in my gut. If I could, I’d call her a lowly insect.

“How’d you know?”

“Heh… you’re a virgin, right? I know exactly how virgins think. Didn’t I tell you?”

Her mocking voice made me cringe. Why keep dragging up this “flaw” to embarrass me? But fine—sorry for being a virgin! Like you’re some seasoned pro!

“So? What’s this call for?”

“Obviously, to satisfy a girl who’s never chatted with other guys. I knew you hesitated about calling me. Right? If I’m wrong, I’m not a virgin anymore—deal?”

Her sarcasm left me awkward. Wait—what did I hear? So this “experienced” girl was still a virgin too?

Why did I suddenly feel a little happy?

“‘Satisfy my desire’? Stop assuming you know me! Guess what I’m doing right now.”

“Easy. You’re showering.”

“Heh—you’re wrong!”

I felt super happy. So she didn’t know everything? How dare she act so mysterious. Bet she’s embarrassed now.

“What a shame—I’m in the shower right now. Want to hear the sounds?”

Before my brain caught up, water sounds crackled through the phone. Like someone sliding into a bathtub—what the hell?

My face started burning.

“If you were showering now, we’d be bathing together in spirit. Such a pity… why not shower again?”

“Can you just not be so—”

“Okay, no jokes! Let’s plan tomorrow. A date needs a proper spot and time. And dress nicely—you’re dating the most beautiful girl in the world!”

Whoa! That shameless comment? Apologize right now to everyone prettier than you! Chop chop!

“Hold on a sec—”

I covered the mic and yelled at the girl watching TV in the living room. After my shower, she’d come out, like waiting for something—

“Chuwei! Toss the bathroom clothes into the washer. Hurry—I’m stuck!”

“Got it!”

Her reply came, but I was too busy planning with Xiamo to spot the huge flaw in that sentence.

“Back to what we were saying?”

“Bossing your sister around for laundry—you really enjoy that, huh?”

“None of your business. Get to the point—”

I cut her off, annoyed. If she kept teasing, the whole night would vanish—

“Not complicated. Meet in front of the park? I don’t go out much, so you handle it—you’ve lived here 16 years, right?”

I remembered Xiamo had only been here two years. Planning was tough for her, so I suggested popular spots. After more teasing, time flew. But right before hanging up, she warned—

“Huayuan-kun, who doesn’t appreciate his sweet sister—don’t go near the bathroom. Seriously, avoid the restroom. Even if you need to pee, hold it!”

She hung up. I didn’t get it, but I was rebellious—if told “don’t,” I’d definitely do it—

Wait… I’d sent Chuwei to do laundry half an hour ago. Where was she? Why hadn’t she come out? With “concern” for my sister (yeah, right), and Xiamo’s warning nagging me, I tiptoed to the bathroom—

I pushed the door open—and saw something incredible—

“Ahaha… ahaha… Fresh Onii-chan’s panties! I’ve missed you so much!”