After hiding in the toilet for half an hour, An Han hadn’t heard a single sound from the dorm.

Only then did he let out a sigh of relief—but why had Su Peng suddenly become so concerned about him?

Even claiming they were *best buddies*…

Truth was, they’d only ever occasionally gamed together, hitched bike rides to class, or exchanged casual words. Barely ordinary friends.

If not, An Han would’ve long ago called Su Peng “son.”

Could it be those dozen-or-so favorability points?

Su Peng didn’t seem to link the chest changes to… *development*. Or maybe he did—but figured illness was far more likely.

What to do? What to do…

He couldn’t possibly strip to prove it, right?

Su Peng’s concern left An Han flustered, terrified of accidentally revealing his condition.

But constantly stammering and dodging answers wasn’t great either.

Whatever. Su Peng should’ve left by now anyway.

An Han pushed the toilet door open and peeked out.

Phew—Su Peng was gone!

Tension vanished. Humming lightly, he happily skipped to the wardrobe to find the system reward.

Rummaging through clothes, a thought struck him.

If the system said the chest binder made one’s chest undetectable even shirtless…

Could he wear it, then strip to reassure Su Peng?

But even hidden, his figure remained unmistakably feminine—what guy had such a slender waist and curvy hips?

“No solution… Gotta avoid Su Peng.”

Head throbbing, An Han pulled out the chest binder—a white garment resembling a girl’s bralette.

Just as he reached to undress, he glanced sharply at the dorm door.

Last time, forgetting to lock it let Su Peng barge in.

Otherwise, the Su Peng task would’ve been done ages ago.

He hurried to lock the door. Only then did he try on the binder.

Simple—like a tank top. Fastened the back clasp with a twist. Stood before the mirror, examining himself.

The fabric was feather-light; barely any foreign sensation, just slight constriction making breath a tad shallow.

Definitely not for exercise.

But effectiveness? *Flawless.*

An Han pressed his chest—no softness left. Firm. Flat. Just like before the system.

Only his waist in the mirror stayed too slender.

“Finally, a useful item,” he murmured with a relieved smile. “System actually did something human for once.”

Compared to his online-purchased binder? This was divine.

“But… wasn’t *you* who turned me like this?”

The irony hit him. His smile froze.

*Tap tap.* A soft knock. The wooden door trembled. Su Peng’s voice drifted through: “An Han, why’d you lock the door?”

“Coming!”

An Han slipped on a short-sleeve shirt—no jacket—curious about Su Peng’s reaction.

He hurried to open the door. Su Peng held a cola bottle right under his nose.

“You went to buy cola?”

“Mm.”

Delighted, An Han took it, gulped deeply, sighed contentedly, and let out a soft burp.

Eyes half-closed savoring the fizz, his gaze subtly locked onto Su Peng.

*Staring at my chest again?*

*Bet you didn’t expect that. Flat.*

*He’s totally confused.*

An Han smirked inwardly, turned, sat at the computer, crossed his legs. “Game?”

“Wait…”

“Don’t listen to An Kexin’s nonsense. A tumor? I just gained weight too fast, okay?” He glanced down smugly. “See? Slightly fitted clothes hide it perfectly.”

“…”

He pressed on earnestly: “Not a disease. I checked—rapid weight gain causing chest changes is normal. Stretch marks too.”

Neither knew medicine; both relied on Baidu searches. An Han’s bluff made Su Peng wonder: *Did I overreact?*

Why had he panicked just because An Kexin joked about it? He’d actually Googled… found weird results…

Su Peng listened blankly, instinctively trusting An Han.

Thinking Su Peng still doubted him, An Han sighed. “You *want* me sick? If I were, I’d go to the hospital myself. No need for you to say it. Heck, I’d get to skip class.”

Su Peng nodded, a faint hollowness in his chest as he opened his laptop.

Today, An Han felt… more captivating. His words felt truer. Yet Su Peng questioned himself: *Am I… turned?*

Impossible. He’d seen handsome guys, beautiful girls—none stirred him like An Han.

An Han wasn’t handsome or beautiful… just… *alluring*.

“Log in! Today I’m climbing a hundred ranks!”

“No way.”

“That’s called *goals*, okay!”

Even An Han’s voice sounded softer. A sweet scent drifted near. Su Peng’s pulse quickened. His eyes kept drifting toward An Han.

An Han’s presence felt intoxicating—head spinning, mood lifting.

He used to think An Han too effeminate… now he found him oddly agreeable. A strange thought surfaced:

*If An Han were a girl… I’d marry her.*

[Su Peng’s Favorability +5]

[Su Peng’s Favorability +5]

[Task Completed. Reward: System Upgrade – Versatile Disguise]

[Versatile Disguise: 24h cooldown. Reference a photo to transform into its makeup and attire.]

An Han’s heart leaped.

Task done! *Overachieved!*

Su Peng really brought it today—ten favorability points at once!

He chugged two more gulps of cola, ignored the dazed Su Peng, and silently yelled:

“System! Check Su Peng and Long Xing’s favorability toward me!”

[Long Xing: Favorability 85; Su Peng (Charm Status): Favorability 77↑]

“Huh???”