These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy-Chapter 2Vol . : Ignored, Bitten Early

That title... I’m pretty sure it used to be Beginner, wasn’t it?

When the hell did she level up?

Her stalker level increased? I can already guess what “Intermediate” behavior might involve. If she was just secretly following people before, now she might be taking photos or even sneaking into people’s homes.

And the color... it’s gotten weird.

It was this unnameable mess of grays, greens, blues, oranges, and pinks—just a completely indescribable mix of hues. Not only was it hard on the eyes, it made me feel sick.

What the hell is that color supposed to be? A swirl of love, hate, jealousy, and obsession?

Even the original gray was a hundred times better than that!

I quickly pushed my glasses back up, grateful as hell that I’d bought a new pair on Saturday. If I had to keep staring at that disgusting color for too long, I might actually puke.

Just what kind of emotional breakdown does it take to produce such a chaotic aura?

Not just the title—even her appearance had changed.

No wonder I didn’t recognize her at first. She changed her hairstyle.

A side ponytail that looked lively and youthful, with the tied-up hair just brushing her shoulder when she tilted her head. Slanted bangs skimmed her eyelids. Her long lashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks were pink. Was it the spring warmth returning?

...No, it was probably makeup. She looked all dolled up—like she’d made a real effort this morning.

Was she planning to confess to someone?

Damn. She really looked a lot prettier than before. Almost dazzling.

Guess that’s what happens when you fall for someone—people really do change.

Now I just feel bad for whichever poor bastard ended up catching the attention of someone with Stalker status. That poor dude’s life is probably about to become an inescapable hell.

Though to be fair, I’m in no position to talk.

Compared to Lillian Ji’s ultra-perverted tastes, maybe Lan Hua’s stalker tendencies are the lesser evil...

Oh wait! Didn’t Lan Hua like Lillian Ji?

Don’t tell me... she’s finally decided to confess to her beloved “big sister” figure?

Aha. So that’s why her feelings are such a chaotic mess right now—she’s about to come out with a dramatic declaration of love.

But hang on a second...

If the girl she likes is Lillian Ji... then that makes me...

Right. I’m Lillian Ji’s “boyfriend” (at least in name), which explains why Lan Hua was glaring at me with death rays last time, full of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

This is bad. Really bad. If she sees me right now, she might just snap.

She might even start tailing me every day to dig up dirt...

Terrifying.

No, no, no—I have to avoid that at all costs!

Just walk past her like she’s not even there. Yeah. Pretend I didn’t recognize her.

I picked up my pace, lowered my head, and focused on my steps—eyes to nose, nose to heart—hugging the left wall of the hallway as I walked by.

Just as I was about to pass her, Cherry Gao—standing right behind her—tapped her on the shoulder and pointed at me.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?

Lan Hua immediately flushed red, her shoulders trembling as if she were trying to suppress something. Her bloodshot eyes locked onto me like lasers.

That face—she’s about to explode!

Abort mission! Abort!

“Um... Ethan—”

I heard the “Ethan” part! She’s trying to call me over!

My heart pounding, I picked up the pace even more and pretended not to notice. I breezed past her and greeted Leon Luo standing just behind her like I hadn’t seen a thing.

“Yo, Leon. You’re here early.”

I’d gotten pretty close to Leon Luo during my hospital stay—we’d chatted a lot over messaging apps. He’s kind of my first real friend since starting high school. Chill guy. Even when I say something blunt, he takes it in stride. Pretty smooth conversationalist.

So please, my friend—help me escape this nightmare!

“Uh...”

Hey now, I’m going out of my way to greet you, and that’s the face you make?

“What’s wrong? Why do you look like you’re constipated?”

“It’s just... Can you help me delete the stuff on my cloud drive?”

Leon Luo always gave off seasoned-veteran vibes online—he had access to all sorts of rare content, practically his most treasured assets. Now he wants me to delete it? That’s like giving me his last will.

“Why the hell are you talking like you’re on your deathbed!?”

“Make sure you burn me a copy of One Piece, too...”

“You are dying!”

While chatting about nonsense, I casually slipped into the classroom. Just before I passed through the door, I peeked back over my shoulder. Lan Hua was still standing in the same spot, back turned, lost in thought. She never looked back.

Phew... I made it out alive.

Grateful, I patted Leon Luo’s shoulder.

“Thanks, man.”

He adjusted his glasses and said coolly,

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“...I get the feeling you totally used me.”

“Ahaha, must’ve been your imagination. Yeah, just your imagination.”

With that dumb little act of pretending not to see her, I narrowly avoided stepping on a landmine that was about to go off.

As I walked toward my desk, my “girlfriend,” who had become something of a permanent fixture there, turned her gaze from the window and greeted me cheerfully.

“Oh my, good morning, dear Ethan. So, how was Shirley’s technique? Bet she made you finish with just her hand, didn’t she?”

“You... You’re seriously opening with that?”

If your fans ever found out that you’re actually a total pervert, they’d be devastated!

Wait—hang on. If Lillian is here in the classroom... then who the hell was Lan Hua waiting for?

“What’s the matter, Ethan? You’ve got the face of someone who just woke up to find their sister naked beside them.”

“What kind of deranged metaphor is that?!”

And way too realistic, damn it!

“I’m just worried about your physical health, you know? I heard guys need to relieve themselves regularly, or it starts causing problems.”

“That doesn’t mean you should have your maid do it for me!”

“Oh? It’s fine if it’s your sister, but not if it’s a maid? I thought you were just a maid fetishist, Ethan, but you’re also a hardcore siscon? My, my—what a troublesome boyfriend you are. Having impure thoughts about your own sister... How am I supposed to deal with that? I really don’t want a sister-in-law popping up in bed with us, you know?”

“Hey, hey, HEY! Stop talking!!”

I panicked and covered Lillian’s mouth, frantically looking around the classroom. Thankfully, not many people were here yet. No one was paying attention to us.

This girl seriously says anything... Could she at least not say it in the classroom!?

Just as I turned back to scold her, something warm and wet touched my palm.

She licked it.

I tried to yank my hand back, startled, but she moved like a snake darting out of its hole—latching onto my middle finger with precision.

Her soft lips wrapped around the base of my finger, taking the whole thing into her mouth. It felt like my finger was sinking into a wet ball of dough. My fingertip pressed against something soft—her tongue, no doubt—and the top of my finger rubbed against the bumpy roof of her mouth.

She gently wrapped her tongue around my finger, cushioning both sides evenly.

Just like a snake slowly swallowing its prey, she kept taking my finger in, like she was eating it. Eventually, my fingertip touched something deeper and softer—her tonsils, probably...

Wait, WHY am I analyzing this!?

This is NOT the time to stay calm!

Panicking at the thought of someone seeing, I bent down and hissed, “Hey! Let go, now!”

But she didn’t. She just smiled seductively—and then started sucking.

OH MY GOD WHAT IS SHE DOING!?

I freaked out and tried to pull my finger free, but she clamped down tight, licking and sucking like she was trying to devour me.

Then—

She bit me.

“OW!!”

I yelped, instantly drawing attention from the rest of the class.

Shit! If anyone sees me like this, my reputation’s toast!

Ethan An—secret pervert who begs his girlfriend to suck on his fingers. That kind of rumor will spread like wildfire in just a few periods!

Why the hell did she suddenly bite me!? And so hard, too—I thought she was gonna tear my finger off!

I shot her a glare—but Lillian had already turned away, resting her chin in her palm and gazing out the window like nothing had happened.

You...! Damn it, you’re infuriating!!

Good thing I still had that handkerchief Ms. Shirley gave me. I wiped the saliva off my finger, frowning.

“Why the hell would you just do that...?”

“Hehehe... Why do you think?”

Lillian laughed but didn’t answer. Instead, her gaze drifted past me—looking behind me.

I turned around to follow her eyes—

At some point, Snowy Jiang had arrived, holding her books, staring straight at my finger.

From behind me, Lillian’s voice came, full of smug provocation.

“Well? Are you jealous?”

“...”

Snowy didn’t reply. She just stared at my hand for a long moment, then quietly turned and walked to her seat.

Still confused, I looked back at Lillian.

She had one hand to her mouth, giggling like the devil herself.

“Hehehehehe~”

I had no idea what the hell just happened.