“So, Zhou Heng, you really don’t want to come with me?”
“Eavesdropping on a classmate’s secrets is immoral. Besides, it’s not like it’d be anything interesting.”
Zhang Xuan grabbed Zhou Heng just as he was about to leave.
“Zhou Heng, you’re so clueless. Do I really have to spell out what I’m thinking?”
Now Zhou Heng was curious.
“What are you thinking?”
“Su Mo, the top student and the school beauty, is going to a hotel with some potbellied middle-aged guy. If it’s a misunderstanding, fine. But if it isn’t, then we’ve got Su Mo over a barrel, and…”
Zhou Heng shuddered as scenes from every kind of hentai and porn doujin exploded through his mind.
“What are you planning to do?”
Coercion and threats were illegal, after all.
This time, Lu Yile spoke up.
“It’s not like we’re planning to do anything. If things are really the way we think, then the top student must be so desperate for money that she’s doing this kind of thing. Out of the kindness of our hearts, and to help out a fellow student, we could pool some money so she doesn’t have to live in such dire straits.”
Zhang Xuan, dressed in a waiter’s uniform, thumped his chest with gusto.
“Exactly, exactly. My family’s got money. I can spare ten or twenty thousand in pocket money. We could book the top student for ourselves, then play whatever kind of game we want. Wouldn’t that be great?”
Lu Yile and Zhang Xuan exchanged glances and snickered. They didn’t need to say anything more.
Then they both turned to Zhou Heng, waiting for him to make the call.
Zhou Heng’s eyes shifted as he replied in a solemn tone.
“We’re saving a girl who’s gone astray.”
Zhang Xuan gave him a thumbs-up.
“We’re doing a good deed. We definitely don’t have any ulterior motives.”
Lu Yile readily agreed.
“And most importantly, we’ll pay.”
Once they were all on the same page, there wasn’t much else to discuss.
After straightening his waiter’s uniform, Zhang Xuan left Zhou Heng and Lu Yile, pushing a service cart ahead of him.
According to Zhang Xuan’s plan, he’d pose as a hotel worker who’d received a complaint, enter the room where Su Mo and the overweight middle-aged man were staying, and replace a few of the hotel’s chargeable items while he was at it.
To figure out what kind of relationship Su Mo had with the middle-aged man, Zhang Xuan also had a newly bought box of condoms in his pocket.
With everything prepared, it would only take a few words to tell whether she was out with an older relative, on a compensated date with some middle-aged guy, or being kept as a mistress.
Zhou Heng and Lu Yile watched as Zhang Xuan reached Room 305 and rang the doorbell.
“Hello, a complaint came in at the front desk that there might be some strange noises coming from Room 305. I’m hotel security. Could you open the door and let me take a look?”
Zhou Heng clicked his tongue from the side, unable to hold back.
“Hey, do you really think that excuse about a complaint will get Zhang Xuan inside?”
Lu Yile looked a little uncertain.
“Who knows? Plans are never perfect.”
But things went better than Zhou Heng and Lu Yile had expected. Just a few seconds after Zhang Xuan finished speaking, the door creaked open.
“Come in.”
After those three words, Zhang Xuan flashed an OK sign where only Zhou Heng and Lu Yile could see, then pushed the cart into the room.
Lu Yile clicked his tongue, rubbing his hands together in delight at the plan’s success.
“We’ve got the top student.”
“You seem pretty excited.”
“Why wouldn’t I be? Zhou Heng, just look at the kind of girls I usually date. They want perfume, I buy it. They want clothes, I get them. Even makeup and skincare—I give them whatever I can. And what do I get in return? They act like letting me hold their hand is a special favor, never mind a kiss or a hug. Now there’s a woman even prettier than those flashy little sluts, and if I invest a predictable amount, I could actually go all the way with her. Tell me, how could I not be excited?”
Lu Yile jabbed Zhou Heng in the stomach with his elbow.
“And don’t act like you’re any different, Zhou Heng. The three of us are all hopeless students at school. The top student is at the very top of the whole school. Compared to us, she’s a princess and we’re commoners. But now the princess is about to become the girlfriend of a bunch of failing students like us.”
The more excited he got, the harder Lu Yile slapped his thigh.
“If you can’t feel the joy in what I’m saying, Zhou Heng, just look at all the praise for Su Mo on the school forum. Look at her admirers fantasizing about her. Then picture her sweetly calling you ‘hubby.’ Ah, just imagining it makes me so happy.”
Zhou Heng rubbed his chin and sighed.
“The way you put it, this is sounding more and more like a hentai plot. You’re making me wonder if we’re even in the real world.”
Lu Yile scoffed.
“Good grief, Zhou Heng, what do you know? They say doujinshi set the trends and hentai makes dreams come true. Art comes from reality, then rises above it. So why couldn’t a hentai plot happen in real life?”
Art comes from reality, then rises above it?
NTR, **, BDSM, and all kinds of hentai plots—some you could talk about and some you couldn’t—began to flicker through Zhou Heng’s mind, like pages turning in a book.
Ever since he’d first stumbled across Japanese anime that kids weren’t supposed to watch on a friend’s computer in middle school, Zhou Heng had been utterly amazed by the imagination and creativity of the Japanese adult entertainment industry.
If only he could bring all those blood-pumping fantasies into the real world.
“That’s it. That’s the look.”
Lu Yile draped an arm around Zhou Heng’s shoulders, breathing heavily as he spoke.
“We’re only one step away from bringing hentai into real life. Once Zhang Xuan comes out of the top student’s room and confirms what’s going on, we can pool our money. Then we’ll be the villains in a hentai, and the top student will be the helpless heroine. Zhou Heng, can you imagine the awful things hentai villains do to the heroine?”
Zhou Heng stared at Lu Yile with wide eyes.
“You’re going that far?”
“There’s something even more exciting. Want to hear it, Zhou Heng?”
“Go ahead.”
“Then listen up…”
