“Still barking, mutt?”

“Don’t chicken out, mutt!”

In a gloomy little room, barely ten square meters wide, a white-haired girl sat hammering away at her keyboard with rapid clacks. She wore nothing but a nightgown.

What set her apart from normal people was the dragon-like tail behind her, and her silver-white hair. It was just so messy that it sealed away a good chunk of her looks.

“You dash in and instantly use Sevenfold Slash to run away! How am I supposed to heal you? With fatherly love?!”

“Yesterday you healed me once, and I got banned for three years on the spot! I spent the whole day explaining it to customer service!”

The support priest the girl was controlling was currently having a friendly and heartfelt exchange with a complete stranger in-game. Her fingers danced across the keyboard like she was playing piano, full of artistic flair.

That was, of course, assuming you didn’t look at the heavily censored chat on the screen.

“Finally flamed that swordsman into logging off. Feels amazing~”

The girl exited the game in satisfaction, then made herself a cup of Huangxiang instant noodles.

Empowered by instant noodles, the girl—already overflowing with shut-in energy—became even more of a couch potato.

And if she said who she really was, no one would believe her. She was the evil dragon young lady from the Dragon Lair, currently living in Naro City—Favna.

Though by now, she was practically turning into a shut-in dragon that smelled like instant noodles.

“I’m almost out of living expenses again this month…”

Favna looked at the balance in her account, her delicate little face full of worry.

As a fine young person of the new era, even after transmigrating into another world and becoming an evil dragon everyone wanted to beat up, she had never stolen from anyone or robbed anyone.

Strictly speaking, the worst thing Favna had ever done as an evil dragon was carry an old granny, who had just crossed the street, back to where she started.

That incident had infuriated her second elder sister, who was also an evil dragon. Since then, her sister had ignored her completely, saying they wouldn’t be sisters again until Favna did something truly earth-shakingly evil.

“Isn’t staying home all summer break nice enough? Why do I have to go do something bad?”

After eating and drinking her fill, Favna set the noodle cup on the desk and was just about to keep gaming.

Then suddenly, she saw a friend request pop up on her Penguin app.

“Who is this…” Favna stared at the other person’s profile picture. It looked weirdly familiar. After thinking for half a minute, she suddenly realized. “Oh! Isn’t this that swordsman who dodged my heals the second he entered the dungeon?”

What was this swordsman adding her for?

Don’t tell her he wanted to keep flaming each other.

Hah~

At the thought, Favna curled her lips in disdain.

Maybe she wasn’t good at fighting because of her social anxiety, but keyboard warfare? Who was she scared of?

In her previous life, she had been known as the Piano Master of Zaun. Her typing speed was so fast she could 1v4 and still not lose ground. Wasn’t this swordsman just asking to get clowned?

What, did he want to recover the family tree she’d already blasted into the sky?

Lol.

“Let’s see here…”

With contempt in her heart, Favna opened the request. There was a short note underneath, and she softly read it out loud.

“I know you’re in Naro City. Got the guts to come to the donut café on West Street this afternoon and get acquainted?”

After reading that note, Favna almost burst out laughing. Without another word, she accepted the request. Then her little hands turned into blurs as she rapidly typed out a reply.

“Offline PK? Are you in elementary school or something? If you’ve got the guts, bury me in money instead.”

Favna obviously had no intention of going. She might be acting fierce and mighty online right now, but if it came to meeting in person, getting half a sound out of her would already be impressive.

Or maybe that was just the confidence of the socially anxious.

After sending that line, Favna didn’t wait for a reply. She was about to block him on the spot.

But right then, the other side suddenly sent over a red packet. She had no idea how much money was inside.

Still, the moment Favna saw the red packet, her hand reacted faster than her brain. She instinctively accepted it. By the time she came back to herself, it was already too late.

Looking at the one thousand gold coins the other side had transferred to her, Favna was stunned stupid.

In this world, “gold coin” was really just a currency term. They weren’t actual coins made of gold. The purchasing power of one gold coin was roughly equal to ten yuan in her previous life.

And just now, she had accepted one thousand gold coins.

Converted over, that was basically ten thousand yuan.

Favna looked at the message she had just sent and felt like crying without tears.

With those one thousand gold coins, plus that chat record, didn’t that basically count as fraud?

The other side was probably some filthy rich big shot. Was he trying to buy her life with a thousand gold coins?

And on top of that, she had already blocked him. If she wanted to return the money, the only way was to add him again.

But no matter how many times Favna sent a request, the other side ignored her.

Those one thousand gold coins sitting in her balance now felt like a burning hot potato. Even if Favna wanted to throw it away, she had no way to get rid of it.

“Does this count as doing something bad? Should I try going to my second sister for shelter?”

Favna was a little scared now. For no other reason than this—who the hell gets reincarnated into another world just to end up in jail?!

At the moment, there were only two paths in front of her.

One was to go cling to her second sister’s thigh. But her sister lived out in the mountains, where there was no signal, no games, and no computer…

The second was to accept the swordsman’s invitation and go to the donut café on West Street.

But she was so socially anxious that she couldn’t get out half a word when facing people…

After weighing the pros and cons, Favna steeled herself and clenched her teeth.

Wasn’t it just meeting someone?

The guy was obviously loaded. Maybe if she met him and apologized, that one thousand in living expenses would stay in her hands, right?

So Favna edited a friend request and added a note below it.

“You think a cheap trick like this scares me? Isn’t it just meeting offline? Fine, let’s do it!”

But after sending it, her already uneasy heart became even more uneasy.

She paced around the room in circles like an ant on a hot pan.

“Oh right~ I could probably get a friend to be my stand-in, right? Ah, no, wait. I don’t have any friends…”

As a socially anxious wreck, Favna had barely gone out since coming to Naro City. The places she visited most were convenience stores and supermarkets, so friends were even less of a possibility.

With all hope lost, Favna could only accept her fate and start picking out clothes to wear before heading out.

People always said clothes made the person. After a round of dressing up, the lifeless shut-in dragon transformed in one shake…

Into a suspicious person wearing a mask and a coat.

After leaving home, she made her way to the café on West Street at a pace of three steps forward, one step back, moving with extreme hesitation.

Then, the moment she saw the gorgeous and grand café, Favna froze on the spot.

There was no special reason.

Could a socially anxious person even enter a place like this?!

Looking at the elegant, noble upper-class people inside, Favna felt like a paramecium that completely didn’t belong.

After nearly five minutes of mental preparation, plus being stared at by the maid at the entrance until her whole body felt awkward, Favna tugged her mask a little higher and muttered,

“I’m upper class. I’m upper class…”

In the end, Favna entered the café through the power of self-hypnosis.