Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?-Chapter 33 - 32: The Fuzzy Rabbit

[Wait a minute, the streamer’s smile looks even more cunning than the top student’s]

[Between the two of them, who’s really controlling whom?]

[When big shots clash, it’s not our place to intervene, just sit back and enjoy the drama]

[I’m still choosing to believe in Jiu cilang. After all, he’s the legendary big shot with two fragments of the Great Demon Master’s Divine Staff!]

[Are you just assuming Jiu cilang is a legendary big shot?]

[I think the streamer is in for it this time]

[Yeah, that gentleman’s agreement was brought up by the top student, clearly a carefully arranged trap]

[Right, I’m betting the streamer won’t pass this challenge]

[Me too]

[Forget it, I won’t bet, just gonna enjoy the stream]

[+1 to just enjoying the show]

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Wen Nan received a system notification indicating a 60% task completion rate and returned to the classroom with satisfaction.

Yu Shujun is far from simple, Wen Nan knew that, and that gentleman’s agreement scroll was likely fishy. Wen Nan understood that as well.

Yet, he still signed it.

Firstly, he read through the terms and didn’t find any major issues, and secondly, it was what Yu Shujun wanted, so of course, he chose to satisfy him.

No matter if Yu Shujun was pretending to be a player or not, this buddy mixed in his "harem" would affect his task progress.

This time, the main task was to "Satisfy TA," the deepest desire in the school beauty’s heart is a novel unrequited love experience, Qiqi desired a sweet romance with Wen Nan, and Wen Nan achieved these, so when he rushed out of the classroom, his task completion rate was already at 40%.

What Yu Shujun desired at this stage was to sign that agreement with Wen Nan.

So naturally, Wen Nan chose to satisfy the top student.

Sure enough, after signing the agreement, Yu Xueba was satisfied and his task completion rate directly increased to 60%.

As for what kind of tricks were hidden in that so-called gentleman’s agreement, Wen Nan thought he’d just wait and see—

He’d cross that bridge when he came to it. After all, he was a man who walked out of Taoyuan Mental Hospital, and over the years, he had overcome all the mental patients, standing undefeated.

Playing mind games, Wen Nan had no fear.

Compared to him, lord of mental hospitals, Yu Xueba was still an amateur.

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At noon, after class, Wen Nan followed the arrangement made in advance with Aunt Mei, returning home with Qiqi before lunch.

The house was in an old district and was a school district house, so it wasn’t very large, just under 90 square meters including shared areas, with two bedrooms and a living room. The living room and dining room were open-plan and neatly organized, with pink plush toys placed around various corners, on the sofa, coffee table, and shelving unit.

Though Qiqi was pure and cute, she didn’t like pink. Her backpack, skirts she wore, stationery, and small accessories were mostly in yellow and green.

So, the pink atmosphere filling the room could only belong to the other female owner of this room.

"Auntie! We’re home!"

As soon as Qiqi opened the door, she immediately stretched her neck and shouted inside.

"You’re back?"

A soft yet sweet voice of Aunt Mei came from the kitchen.

With a "whoosh," the kitchen sliding door opened.

A snow-white figure in a pink cartoon apron quickly greeted them.

Perhaps because the kitchen was too hot, Aunt Mei’s legs and arms were bare, making it seem, at first glance, as if she was wearing only the apron.

Wen Nan blushed and almost turned away to avoid looking.

But she walked over smiling, and only then did Wen Nan realize she was wearing a loose short-sleeved T-shirt, which was completely covered by the apron due to its length, creating a peculiar censoring effect.

Today was a weekend, so Aunt Mei didn’t have to work. She changed from her usual formal blouse and short skirt, wore no makeup, and casually tied her hair in a low ponytail at the back. From a distance, she seemed like the same age as Qiqi, but the impressive peaks hidden under her shirt betrayed her matured charm.

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[ෆ(˶’ᵕ’˶)ෆ]

[(งื▿ื)ว]

[(´⌣`ʃƪ)]

[Bear]

[My Bear]

[Covered up, bad rating]

[I’m ready, typing single-handed to prove my innocence]

[I’m pure, I only love Big Bear]

[(°ꈊ°)✧˖°Oh ho!]

[Big boss, a little tip as a small token of my respect, please give us some exciting show]

[Waiting for an exciting show]

[Squatting]

[Squatting]

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"Are you tired? Hungry? There’s just one more braised fish and the chicken soup is in the pot, almost done," Aunt Mei tilted her head and smiled at the two of them, "Why don’t you guys go watch TV on the sofa, have some fruit, I’ll call you when the food is ready?"

Qiqi nodded, while taking out her and Wen Nan’s designated slippers from the shoe cabinet, said, "Okay, Auntie, you go ahead, no rush."

After changing shoes, she headed straight to the sofa, tossed her schoolbag onto the carpet beside her, grabbed a few strawberries from the coffee table, and flopped onto the sofa with her face up.

Once Wen Nan changed his slippers, he glanced at Qiqi relaxing on the sofa, then turned and followed Aunt Mei into the kitchen, "Should I help you with the dishes?"

Aunt Mei immediately waved her hand, "No need, you’ve had classes all week, must be exhausted. Just rest, I’ll finish quickly and then we’ll eat."

Wen Nan shook his head, "Let the kid watch TV herself, I’ll lend you a hand."

Hearing this, Qiqi shouted over, "Who are you calling a kid?"

Wen Nan smiled at her, shrugged, "Whoever responds first, that’s who."

Aunt Mei chuckled watching them, and said to Wen Nan, "Then come in and peel a couple of garlic cloves for me?"

Wen Nan gladly agreed and followed her into the kitchen.

The kitchen wasn’t big, just enough for one person to move comfortably, but cramped with two people inside.

Aunt Mei entered first, bending down to search for garlic in the lower storage cabinet.

Wen Nan followed her, his gaze dropping to see a full, round part facing him.

Aunt Mei’s figure could be said to have perfectly utilized good materials.

Her legs were long and straight, slender and white, yet going further up, they were full and elastic.

She wore pink yoga shorts underneath that only reached the top of her thighs, the edges of her shorts pressed into her legs, and the pale leg flesh was squeezed out a bit.

Wen Nan was so entranced he didn’t notice that Aunt Mei had already stood up and suddenly turned around, causing them to bump into each other.

Aunt Mei, startled, took two steps back, focusing entirely on keeping the garlic in her bowl steady, inadvertently kicking off one of her bunny slipper shoes.

"Oh dear..."

Aunt Mei looked embarrassedly at the slipper that flew to the corner and raised her now bare foot, preparing to hop on one leg to retrieve it.

"Let me handle it."

Wen Nan turned and quickly went to the corner, bent down, and picked up the plush slipper.

Returning to Aunt Mei’s side, he squatted down, grasped her delicate foot that was suspended mid-air, and put the plush slipper back on for her.

Before letting go, his fingers unconsciously brushed her ankle a couple of times, the tender skin on her leg felt smooth and elastic.