Restricted Lovers [Complete] - 2

"Since everything 's

alright, let's disperse," another girl said coldly.

No one else objected, so they all went back to their rooms, leaving only the cute blonde girl behind.

This was her room.

She was about the same height as Fei Yue, but much slimmer. If Fei Yue was an athletic girl, then she was like a doll, her pristine气质 resembling an elf from a fairy tale.

"Ugh, how did it get so messy?" she pouted, looking around the chaotic room. "Even my dolls are piled up like this!" Saying this, she walked straight towards the bed.

Wait, wait, stop!

She got closer and closer, and I was as anxious as an ant on a hot plate, but I was tightly gripped by the dolls all around me, and the slightest movement would cause them all to collapse. I could only force myself to remain calm, my brain almost overheating and shutting down, but I still couldn't think of a solution.

She reached the bedside, pressed her left knee on the bed, supported herself with one hand on the bed for balance, and reached the other hand towards me.

Her developing breasts were faintly visible through the slightly open neckline, their whiteness accentuated by the blue collar of her uniform. Her daring kneeling posture, coupled with her innocent expression, was simply irresistible.

Faced with this beautiful sight, I couldn't help but drift off for a moment, though I quickly and restrained myself, before her fingertips touched the rabbit doll.

I gasped.

An unprecedented crisis!

Judging from her earlier behavior, she was a somewhat childish girl. You know, children are very emotional and say whatever comes to mind, unlike the pretty landlady who knew how to be reserved. If she discovered me, she'd probably excitedly show off in front of everyone, making it public knowledge.

She gently lifted the rabbit doll's hand, but I couldn't stop her.

I couldn't help but sink a little lower, but the dolls began to shift, startling me so much I immediately froze. She didn't notice anything amiss, continuing to lift the rabbit doll. I was like a fish trapped in a net being pulled ashore, desperately imagining all sorts of possible ways to die.

Two seconds remained before I could emerge from under the rabbit doll's country-style dress.

"Huh?"

A sudden exclamation startled me. Had she seen my body from the doll's shadow?

I dared not move again, afraid of attracting her attention. Fortunately, while there was curiosity in her eyes, it wasn't enough to arouse suspicion.

"Sama." At this critical moment, a life-saving knock came at just the right time.

"What is it?" She stopped moving and turned to answer.

I recognized the beautiful landlady's voice. She hadn't found me in her room; could she have thought I was trying to peep on her? Oh no, if she found me in Sama's room…

My mind uncontrollably conjured up images of explicit sexual acts.

"I'm so sorry for giving everyone a scare. Let me cook for you today as an apology, okay?" she said.

Whew, I was just being overly anxious! I relaxed.

It seemed the beautiful landlady had decided to consider seeing me in human form as a hallucination. I wondered if she would suspect she might have subconscious sexual frustration?

"Wait a minute." Sama ran to the desk, checking the duty roster on the wall, which was covered in colorful pencil marks. She opened the door and said to the pretty landlady, "Today, Yotsuba is in charge of cooking dinner."

"Oh, is that so?" The pretty landlady blushed slightly. "I'm sorry, I remembered wrong."

"It's alright."

"Then I'll go tell Yotsuba. Sorry to bother you." She waved and walked to the other end of the corridor.

Sama closed the door and went back to bed to continue tending to her dolls.

Will she find out about me? I hid under the bed, anxiously looking at her pair of green frog slippers.

Taking advantage of the pretty landlady's time, I quickly escaped from the pile of dolls. As I jumped off the bed, I casually pulled off the red plaid scarf from the teddy bear's neck to cover its unsightly appearance. Because of the time crunch, I only hurriedly folded the dolls back into their approximate shapes. I didn't remember the exact order or direction, but I was sure the rabbit doll was sitting on the throne at the top.

Although it wasn't foolproof, at least she shouldn't find out so quickly, right?

"Hey, how did the little lamb end up at the very bottom? And where's the big bear's scarf?"

Hearing her exclamation, I almost vomited blood.

Damn it, why did I have to dig my own grave? My hand really had to be so damn stupid!

The puppet's shifting position didn't really pique Saya's curiosity; instead, she frantically searched everywhere for the missing teddy bear. After turning the bed upside down, she even painstakingly moved the teddy bear to check if the scarf was under its bottom. Finding nothing, she finally jumped off the bed, crouched down, and reached into the dark space under the bed.

"Found it!" she exclaimed happily, grabbing a corner of the scarf and pulling it out.

I huddled in the darkest corner, completely wrapped in the scarf, only my two round eyes peeking out to observe her movements. Her tug pulled me out too, and I, who was terrified of the light, immediately started a tug-of-war with her.

Feeling the force applied in the opposite direction, she increased her strength, but I wasn't one to back down either. For my safety, I held on with all my might. The two forces clashed fiercely, and finally, she let go because she was afraid of tearing the scarf.

"Is it pinned down by the bedside table..." she murmured, puzzled. "Then I'll have to ask Feiyue for help..." She stood up, but after taking two steps, she hesitated and stopped. "I don't want to! Feiyue was just trying to blow up Sama's room!" she said angrily.

Whew...that was close!

I swallowed back my heart, which had been in my throat, and watched as the pair of big-eyed frog slippers slowly moved to the desk. I heard the sounds of drawers opening and closing and rummaging through things above. After a while, she came back and bent down beside the bed.

"Snap!" A beam of yellow light shone on my face.

She held a small flashlight in her hand, and our eyes met, filled with surprise.

“Ah, old…”

“Don’t scream!” Seeing her about to scream, I immediately explained, “I’m not a mouse, mice can’t talk.”

She stammered in surprise, “Then…then who are you?”

“I am…” The blinding light made me turn my face away. I clutched my scarf, and the fairy tale picture books on the bookshelf flashed through my mind. “I…I am the legendary dwarf.”

“Dwarf?” The light instantly replaced the fear in her eyes. “Really!”

“Yes, really.”

“Then where did you come from?”

“Well…my ancestors originally lived along the Thames River in Europe. Later, due to frequent trade between countries, they immigrated here with trading ships and settled down. Today I was just passing through, but I didn’t expect that something big had happened here. I couldn’t escape in time and was trapped here.” I made up a story with a straight face.

"How pitiful." She was overflowing with sympathy. "But...the Thames is in England, isn't it?"

"Uh, England? Well..." I was startled, and quickly came up with an excuse to explain myself: "You misheard. I meant the Thames River, a small river that originates in Northern Europe and flows through only two villages. It's too small to be marked on maps, but it's quite well-known locally because of its similar name to the Thames."

"I see..." she nodded earnestly.

Thanks to her naiveté, I escaped another mishap.

It seems not only is my Chinese terrible, but my geography is also awful! While I was delighted, I didn't forget to seriously reflect on my actions.

"There's something important I must tell you," I said, trying to prevent her from spreading my story. "We dwarves have always hidden deep in the mountains, avoiding contact with humans. Today, I sneaked out to play, violating our tribal rules, and being discovered by you is an even greater crime. I hope you can keep seeing me a secret and not tell anyone, okay?"

"I promise," she nodded vigorously. "Then, Mr. Dwarf, can I see what you look like?"

"No," I refused outright. "Seeing a dwarf's face brings misfortune. For your own good, don't take that risk."

What would happen if you saw me?

"But the books don't say that..."

"That's just a legend, not to be taken literally." The more I spoke, the more convincing it sounded. "Although I can't show you my true face, I can tell you that my appearance isn't far off from the pictures in the books." I lied, thinking it was better than increasing her curiosity.

After hearing this, her interest waned, but she was still not entirely satisfied. "The little dwarves in every book are different!" she said.

"Little dwarves don't all look the same, just like you humans. There are different races, different skin colors, different heights and appearances. It's the same principle."

She seemed to understand, listening to my rambling while diligently taking notes.

"So, Mr. Little Dwarf, what color is your skin?"

"Just call me Little Mo." Her admiring gaze made me feel like a famous movie star being interviewed. "I have yellow skin like an Asian."

"Yellow skin..." The pencil scratched across the notebook. "How tall are you? Are all your people the same height as you?" she asked again.

"My height..." I tried to recall the specifications on the box, "I'm thirty centimeters. My companions vary in height, but the difference isn't significant. The shortest is only twenty-three centimeters, and I'm the tallest." I said smugly.

Wait, what's so great about that? Even if it's longer, it's just an electric massager!

"Little Mo, what's wrong?" Seeing me kneeling on the ground, looking dejected for some unknown reason, she asked with concern.

"I'm fine..." I said, forcing back my grief, "Ask me anything, as long as it's not too deep, I can answer you."

"Little Mo, you're so kind." She smiled like an angel. "I want to know your blood type and birthday."

"I... don't have a blood type." I hadn't forgotten that I was a dwarf. "My blood composition is different from yours, so your classification doesn't apply. As for my birthday, it's April 4th." Suddenly, I realized that I really had a connection with the number four; no wonder I died young.

"April 4th? That was just recently. Wait a minute."

She put down her pen and paper, walked around half the bed, took a beautiful mahogany box from the bookshelf, carefully carried it to the bedside, and gently placed it on the floor.

I approached curiously, and she lifted the lid. Beautiful classical music instantly flowed out of the box.

"Xiao Mo, this is for you." She took a pink seashell necklace from the music box. "This is a souvenir I found on the beach last summer. It's a few days late, but I still want to wish you a happy birthday." She wrapped the necklace around my neck several times.

"Thank you..." I was speechless with gratitude as I stroked the gift.

"Oh, right!" She suddenly clapped her hands. "Let me bake you a cake, Xiao Mo. Desserts are my specialty!"

"No, no need," I said, but she seemed not to hear me and happily went downstairs with her dessert book.

My heart warmed. Her attitude towards me was completely different from that of the pretty landlady. Maybe... it wouldn't be bad to have a cute landlady instead of a pretty one!

After dinner, she brought in a Black Forest cake the size of a coffee plate. I wondered if I could digest human food, but under her smiling gaze, I forced myself to finish it all.

"Xiao Mo, will you be staying here all the time?" she asked me as I prepared my change of clothes for a shower.

"Um... I can only stay here for a few days. If I'm out too long, my people might think I've been eaten by a wild animal!" I answered with difficulty, rubbing my bulging belly.

The living conditions here were very tempting, but for some reason, the pretty landlady's perpetually angry face kept popping into my head.

Strange, why do I have to think of her? Do I have a masochistic streak?

I shook my head violently, trying to shake off the phantom.

"Xiao Mo, what's wrong?" Sama asked, noticing my strange behavior.

"Nothing, a bug got into my ear," I lied.

"Then I'll clean it for you." She actually put down the basin and started looking for an ear pick.

"No need... it's already flown away."

"Oh, is that so?"

She really believed me so easily.

"Sama." A wind chime-like voice suddenly called from outside the door.

"What is it?" She glanced at me nervously.

"Shall we take a bath together?"

I gave a no-brainer and quickly disappeared back into the shadows.

“Sama, no problem, you can do a great job.” She murmured to herself, encouraging herself, then opened the door and said casually, “Okay. Where’s Cheng?”

“She said she wanted to stay and wash the dishes, and asked the rest of us to go first,” Feng Hua said.

“Okay, let’s go then.” She nodded, glanced back into the room, then closed the door and left.

“Xiao Mo, what do you want for lunch?” Sama sat on the bed, having been sewing and mending non-stop since morning.

She was very skillful; she sewed most of the doll’s clothes herself, and her skill was no less than that of a fashion designer.

“Anything you cook is fine.” I sat opposite her, wearing a scarf. If the room hadn’t been air-conditioned all day, I probably would have either died from the heat or fainted from the stuffiness.

"Ugh, Mo, you're so good with words." She flipped through the cookbook beside her happily. "Mixed curry or beef stew, which do you think is better?"

"Hmm... beef stew, I guess." I considered for a moment, "But a smaller portion, maybe a bottle cap would be enough."

In fact, I hadn't digested that Black Forest cake from yesterday at all; my stomach was bloated for hours, and I finally couldn't stand it anymore and had to run to the bathroom in the middle of the night to vomit.

"You have such a small appetite." She chuckled.

"Because I'm a dwarf."

Compared to the ratio of a human to a vibrator, a bottle cap of food is a bit small, but relatively speaking, it's less of a burden for me.

"Then I've decided on beef stew!"

"By the way, it's Friday today, don't you have class?"

"I don't really want to have political history class in the morning." Her expression seemed a little strange.

"Yeah, that sounds boring." I followed up on her words.

Politics is full of lies anyway; learning too much only erases guilt and refines the skills of lying.

"It's finished!" She bit off the loose thread, looked at the newly completed hooded cloak with satisfaction, and said to me with a smile, "Xiao Mo, try it on. If it doesn't fit, I'll alter it."

"This...this was made especially for me?" I took the new clothes, asking incredulously.

"Yeah, it's not a good idea for you to always be wrapped in that big bear scarf, and it's inconvenient too, isn't it?" She smiled like an angel.

The blue and silver fabric was sewn into a stylish design. I changed under the bed; the cloak's length was just right, covering my body and only revealing my limbs. I don't know what kind of fabric it was, but it was light and breathable, very comfortable to wear.

"It fits perfectly," I showed it to her.

"Great, Xiao Mo, you look very good in this."

"Then I'll return the scarf to you after I wash it," I said shyly, holding the clothes I had temporarily borrowed.

"It's okay, I'll do it. I can do it while I'm doing laundry anyway!" she laughed.

How nice. If it were a pretty landlady, she would definitely throw it into the incinerator and burn it to ashes without a second thought.

She was tidying up her sewing box when her phone rang. She seemed not to hear it, busy stuffing the box back onto the bookshelf.

"Aren't you going to answer it?" I asked.

"I'm not answering," she said defiantly.

"Is it to urge you to go to class?" I guessed from her reaction.

The other party clearly wasn't giving up; a few seconds later, the phone rang again with a cheerful melody.

"I'm not answering, that's fine, don't call again!" she said angrily, and the phone on the low cabinet rang as well.

"You should answer it anyway," I sighed; it seemed the other party wasn't someone who would give up easily.

"Ugh!" She frowned, reluctantly pressing the call button. "Hello, this is Sama."

I couldn't hear what was said on the other end, but her brows furrowed even deeper.

"No, I won't go to class! What... I don't care! Don't call again, I'm on a date with Momo, don't bother us!" She pressed the power button, cutting off the other party's indistinct persuasion, and slammed the phone against the wall in a fit of rage.

"Why did this have to happen?" Looking at the broken bones on the ground, my heart ached terribly. That was the latest model that cost 30,000!

"I'm sorry..." she apologized, but not for what I was concerned about. "I accidentally said your name, Xiao Mo. Please don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm not angry. It's just a pseudonym, it should be fine," I said. The

thought of "going on a date" with such a cute girl was truly intoxicating.

"Was that a classmate who called just now?"

"Yes, it was Xiao Cheng." She yanked the phone cord, and the room instantly became much quieter.

"What!" I immediately fell off the bed. A...pretty landlady?

"Xiao Mo, what's wrong?" she asked suspiciously. "Does Xiao Cheng know you too?"

"This..." I stammered.

The pretty landlady would definitely come back immediately if she heard my name, and if Sha Zhen didn't lend a hand, I definitely wouldn't get through.

To get her help, I had to lie repeatedly: "Actually, the person she saw yesterday was me. Because we dwarves usually move around naked, I accidentally startled her. I didn't know her name at first, but later, when you all gathered outside the room, I eavesdropped on your conversation from under the bed and that's how I found out who she was."

"But Xiaocheng doesn't know that Xiaomo is you!"

"No, I think she does." I had to tell the truth about this, otherwise, if she kept calling me "Xiaomo" in front of the pretty landlady, I'd be finished. "She must have heard the phone ringing in the room when the call connected. You said you were with me, but how could there be a man in the dormitory? It's hard for her not to connect the two things."

"So, I'm the one who got you into this mess?" She felt guilty; the truth of not being the first witness seemed to sadden her as well.

"It's not your fault, it just happened to be her who called." I quickly comforted her: "Sama, I need your help. The only way to keep this from getting out is for you."

"Don't be afraid, Xiaomo, I'll help you with anything." She bravely encouraged me.

The school bus roared to a stop in front of the dormitory. Besides the pretty landlady, Feng Hua and Fei Yue were also back.

"Sha Zhen, where's Xiao Mo?" the landlady asked, tense and angry.

"Xiao Cheng, what are you angry about?" Sha Zhen lay on her bed, looking bewildered.

I peered through the crack at Sha Zhen's face; her acting was getting better and better!

"You…you just said you were on a date with Xiao Mo?" The landlady clearly didn't believe me; Sha Zhen saying that name was purely a coincidence.

"Hmph, that was a lie!" Sha Zhen pouted. "Who told you not to let me rest properly!"

"Sha Zhen, you made us very worried!" Fei Yue's cheeks were flushed, whether from anger or the hot weather outside, "For you, the three of us even skipped class together!"

"Alright, alright, a lie is better than the truth," Feng Hua said. "Sha Zhen, you can't do that again."

The two unsuspecting girls muttered a few words, dispelling their doubts, but the stubborn landlady insisted on dragging me out.

"Sama, may I look around your room a little?"

"Oh, sure." She replied generously, without the slightest hint of unease.

This was the biggest gamble. I had anticipated the pretty landlady's request, so after discussing it with Sama, we decided to play along and make her give up completely.

The pretty landlady couldn't discern anything from Sama's face, so she started searching herself, beginning under the desk pedal.

Truly an experienced woman!

"What is Xiaocheng doing?" Feiyue pointed at the pretty landlady searching the drawers and secretly asked Fenghua, "You can't even fit half a leg in that kind of place, right?"

"I don't know." Fenghua shook her head and whispered, "Xiaocheng has been the strangest one these past few days."

"I think so too."

Seeing the pretty landlady searching in strange places, Sama couldn't help but say, "Xiaomo is here!"

Upon hearing this, the pretty landlady quickly turned around, "Where?"

"Right here!" Sama waved her right hand, and an adorable mushroom baby was grinning happily. "This is my little millstone. Nice to meet you."

The pretty landlady paused, then collapsed to the ground, seemingly exhausted. "This millstone isn't the same as that millstone... It was all a misunderstanding."

No, this is called turning the tables.

As the mastermind behind the scheme, I couldn't help but chuckle smugly. It was all thanks to Sama's excellent skills that I was able to sew the doll so quickly.

"It was just a little joke, who knew you'd take it so seriously?" Sama sighed dramatically. "You can imagine, with such strict security, how could any boy possibly get in?"

"Damn it, you brat..." Hiiyue was getting angry. "We rushed back in this sweltering heat because we were worried something would happen to you!"

"Yeah, right! You only came back because I didn't want to go to class, not because you were worried about me," Sama retorted stubbornly.

"What did you say!"

Hey... Sama, just pretend, don't actually start arguing. Even though political science is really boring, is it worth falling out with your roommates over a class?

"Alright, everyone, stop arguing. Sama, let me ask you, are you skipping class because of today's visiting professor?"

Fortunately, Feng Hua was rational enough.

"I don't know!" Sama denied, but her expression clearly said so.

"Stop being stubborn. We come to school to study, not to skip class. Even if you don't want to see your father, you can't mix public and private matters," Feng Hua said.

"That's not why!" Sama still insisted.

"Okay, then tell me, if a visiting professor came to teach home economics, would you obediently go to class?"

"That's impossible."

A political science professor becoming a home economics teacher? Indeed, that analogy wasn't very good.

Feng Hua was silent for a while.

"If you're willing to go to class, I'll give you a hundred dolls."

"No!"

"A complete set of clothes included."

"No!"

"Plus a mini dollhouse."

"No!"

The tactic of offering something in return didn't work on Sama.

That's right, Sama could make dolls and clothes herself, and the money for a dollhouse was nothing to these rich young ladies. For ordinary doll enthusiasts, this might be a huge profit, but for students of Sefer Academy, it might not be so.

"Multiply everything by ten." Feng Hua used a strong medicine.

"No!" Sama remained steadfast.

"Negotiations have broken down." Feng Hua snapped her fingers, and Fei Yue immediately went to the bedside, hoisting Sama onto her shoulder.

"No, put me down!" Sama's dangling legs kicked wildly. "I absolutely refuse to go to class!"

"That's not up to you." Feng Hua instantly took control of the situation, watching Sama's futile resistance with satisfaction, smiling like an evil witch from a fairy tale. "You're already in my hands. If you want to live, you'll have to do as I say."

"Feng Hua, you're acting like a terrorist..."

"It's necessary evil." Feng Hua responded righteously to Fei Yue's complaint.

"Ugh, Fei Yue, what's the point of helping Feng Hua like this?" Sama yelled.

"I just want to help you reduce your absences." Fei Yue struggled to hold down Sama's restless legs, and in a moment of carelessness, a magazine full of 9mm bullets slipped out of her sleeve. Upon seeing this, Sama struggled even more angrily.

"Stop pretending! You've clearly been bribed by Feng Hua!"

"That's a different matter," Fei Yue retorted.

"Xiao Cheng, please save me!" Seeing Feng Hua and Fei Yue working together, Sha Zhen turned to the pretty landlady for help.

The landlady looked at her pleading face and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, Sha Zhen, I think it's better for students not to skip class without a reason..."

"Well said!" Feng Hua clapped her hands. "Then let's go."

"No, I don't want to!" Sha Zhen was forcibly carried out the door. "I haven't made the beef stew yet..."

"Don't worry, I'll treat you to lunch," Feng Hua said, shaking her full wallet.

"I don't need your treat!"

Sigh, she's so fickle. Yesterday she called me a benefactor, and today she's become a villain.

After the school bus drove towards the academy, I climbed out of Sha Zhen's backpack.

The door wasn't closed in time, which meant that in the empty dormitory, I had a great opportunity for adventure. I've been here for five days now, and I still don't know what the outside world is like.

Now that I have plenty of time, why not take the opportunity to explore? Having made up my mind, I began my exploration.

I wondered how many floors the dormitory had? I went to the stairwell and saw that it was a four-story building. The beechwood handrail curved gracefully along the stairs. I stepped down the wooden steps and started looking around from the first floor.

A large expanse of lush green lawn grew in the front yard, and rose bushes encircled the entire building like a hedge. The fragrant flowers attracted bees and butterflies busily collecting nectar. A path branching off from the driveway led all the way to the door. Stepping inside, I took off my shoes and stepped onto the polished marble floor.

The living room was very spacious, bright, and well-ventilated. Several unidentified oil paintings hung on the walls, along with a television, leather sofas, and a stone fireplace. Now that air conditioning had been installed, the fireplace was rarely used anymore. I touched the interior wall; it was spotless, without a speck of dust.

The dining room and kitchen were separated by only one wall, both using a large amount of wood. I felt like I had wandered into a land of giants; all the furniture seemed several times larger than I was. Since there wasn't much to see, I only stayed a short while before heading upstairs.

Climbing the stairs was exhausting. Each 15-centimeter step was exactly half my height, requiring me to use both hands and feet to climb. It took a full twenty minutes to get from the first to the second floor, including the time I spent tumbling back down to the first floor and having to start all over again.

I walked around, panting. The second floor had five rooms: three bedrooms, a storage room, and a bathroom.

By the time I reached the third floor, my limbs were weak. Since the rooms were exactly the same as the second floor, I won't go into detail.

Only the last floor remained. After a tremendous effort to reach the top, I almost couldn't catch my breath and stretched out my legs to visit the gatekeeper.

The second and third floors together only had six bedrooms, meaning the seventh girl occupied the entire floor.

That's what I initially thought, but it wasn't. The fourth floor had four rooms: a bedroom, a practice room, and a small room locked with several iron chains. I was immediately drawn to this strange room.

The

door was completely blackened, with a ferocious skull painted in red, warning anyone who trespassed would suffer dire consequences. Gusts of cold wind kept escaping from under the door, carrying an indescribable, foul odor. I covered my nose and retreated, my hair standing on end.

Bubbling sounds had been coming from inside, growing faster and more urgent over time, like a volcano about to erupt.

What kind of experiment was going on inside?

I couldn't open the door, nor did I want to. Although I was indifferent to life and death, I still valued my body. Since they had kindly warned me, I naturally obeyed and dared not overstep the boundaries.

After retreating from the danger zone, I continued forward, passing the bedroom and arriving at the practice room.

The practice room contained a piano, violin, and flute, and about a dozen portraits of musicians hung on the walls. Because there wasn't much furniture, it felt particularly bright and spacious. I wandered around and looked around casually, then came out after a short while.

My exploration was roughly over. Except for Sama's room, which was ajar, the other bedrooms were closed, and I wasn't sure if they were locked. Being short, I couldn't reach the doorknobs, so I couldn't go inside, which was quite disappointing.

After my exploration, I had to return to Sama's room. Going down the stairs was relatively easy; I hopped and skipped down the steps. When I reached the third floor, my feet ached so badly that I switched to using my hands to support myself and slowly sliding down with my back to the ground. I

trudged back to the second floor like this, so tired I collapsed on the floor, unable to get up. I simply lay down face up, spread-eagled, to rest.

It truly was a wealthy person's dormitory; even the ceiling was decorated with many patterns. If this house were sold, the money could feed an ordinary person for many years!

The random thoughts quickly subsided. Even though I was supposed to be resting, the longer I lay there, the more tired I felt. Perhaps it was the hard floor; my back ached slightly. I turned over, but the pain persisted, even intensifying.

This pain was familiar, so familiar that I vaguely knew what might happen next, yet I remained skeptical. I tried to get up, but found my limbs almost numb with pain. I could only manage to take off my clothes by twisting and rolling, enduring the pain.

The persistent fever and pain made me want to faint to find relief. After more than a minute of agony, everything slowly subsided.

I was covered in sweat, clutching my hooded cloak tightly. Luckily, I made the right decision; I didn't want to ruin the clothes Sama had sewn for me in less than half a day.

At 4:30, I transformed into human form on time.

It was a bit like a Cinderella story, the only difference being the protagonist's gender and the transformation time. I had an hour to enjoy my freedom, but the girls would be back around 5:00, and how to hide then would be another problem.

To cover up my "disappearance" in half an hour, I left a note in Sama's room, saying that I had to leave and that she shouldn't bother looking for me. Then I left the same note at the pretty landlady's place, specifically noting that I would wear gloves the whole time, lest she throw it in the trash without even looking at it.

After preparing, I lay on Sama's bed, read a book, and listened to some music. When it was almost time, I took my little cloak and that unreliable cell phone and hid in the storage room on the second floor.

The storage room was poorly ventilated, the air thick with dust and a musty smell. It was so cramped there was barely any room to move; I squeezed in, just enough to fill the remaining space. Honestly, it was very uncomfortable not being able to stand upright, but I could hear the door opening downstairs. I didn't have time to run up to the third floor, and that would be too risky. I could only patiently close the door and wait for the transformation time to pass.

"I need to rest! Nobody's allowed to disturb me!" Sama said angrily as soon as she entered.

"Have dinner first before going upstairs?" Yotsuba called from downstairs.

"No!"

The door slammed shut; Sama was clearly still furious. It seemed her relationship with her father was truly terrible.

While everything was still in normal proportion to me after I became human, I tried putting the battery back into my phone. The test showed it could power on normally, but the screen kept flickering. Fortunately, only the exterior was severely damaged; I could just call Sama to come and rescue me later.

I stared at the time on my phone screen, watching it change second by second. When it reached 5:30, my body shrank back to the shape of a massage stick precisely on time. The cramped space that had felt so confined before finally felt a little less uncomfortable.

I put my clothes back on, fumbled for the buttons, and prepared to call Sama. Just as I was about to dial, I realized I was in big trouble.

Sama's phone was in my hand, but I didn't know her room number. How could I get her to come rescue me?

I could climb over the pile of clutter in the storage room, but I couldn't reach the doorknob. The chances of getting out of there alone were slim to none. If Sama still wanted to keep the phone, I might have a chance of being rescued, but it was absolutely impossible for her to open the storage room door for no reason.

Sama was the only one on the second floor. I turned the ringer up to the maximum, trying to get her attention, but the soundproofing of the two doors was better than I expected, and after ringing for a long time, there was no sound at all. Before I ran out of resources, I didn't want to give up too soon. I checked my phone book and luckily found the pretty landlady's number.

I dialed her number, and she answered quickly.

"Hello—"

I was about to reply when I changed my mind and hung up.

After the screen showed the call ended, I dialed the same number again.

"Hello?"

Her clear voice came through, and I hung up again, then dialed a third time.

"Hello, is this Sama? Why aren't you saying anything?" The pretty landlady sounded a little annoyed: "Don't play pranks!"

I ignored her and hung up again.

The fourth time I dialed, she didn't even answer and hung up directly. Not long after, as I had hoped, I went to knock on Sama's door.

"Sama, what do you mean? Why didn't you say anything after calling?" I heard her say unhappily, "Are you still angry about what happened this morning? If you have any complaints, you can just tell me!"

"What are you talking about?" Sama asked, confused.

"Stop playing dumb. Look, I still have your number saved in my phone."

"Why would I do something like that? Besides, my phone has been broken for ages!" Sama, falsely accused, retorted angrily, "Look, my phone is still here... wait, where's my phone?"

"You hid it on purpose, didn't you?"

"I didn't!"

"Fine, I forgive you." The pretty landlady probably realized she had wronged her earlier that morning. "Don't do that again."

"I didn't do it!"

"What happened? Are you arguing?" Yotsuba, who was downstairs, asked upon hearing the commotion.

"Nothing, just a misunderstanding."

As soon as the pretty landlady came downstairs, I immediately turned on the ringer as planned, and Sama heard it.

"Who stole my phone!" Having her phone stolen wasn't just a false accusation; it also meant someone had entered her room without permission. Sama, still furious, followed the ringer to the storage room, only to find me standing there when she opened the door. "Ah, little..."

"Shh!" I gestured for her to lower her voice.

"Xiao Mo!" She crouched down and hugged me excitedly. "I was so worried! I thought you'd never come back!"

"I'm sorry, I accidentally got trapped again, and I even caused you to be misunderstood by your pretty...roommate." My face rubbed against her chest, the soft touch and her slightly sweet scent making me nervously pinch my nose to avoid impulsively spraying blood and turning the storage room into a crime scene.

"It's okay." She didn't realize how much damage such intimate contact was doing to me; she was just immersed in the joy of our reunion.

"I said, Sama...Sama, shouldn't we...go back to the room first?" I said, burying my face in her chest, struggling to breathe.

"Ah, I forgot!"

She turned her head anxiously to make sure no one else was around before carrying me back to the room.

As soon as I entered her room, I took a deep breath.

"Ah, finally back!"

"Xiao Mo, how did you get into the storage room?" She put me on the bed and sat down herself.

"Uh, it's nothing really..." I scratched my head and said, "I saw the storage room door was open, so I thought I'd go in and take a look. But then some weird wind blew it shut."

"Luckily you had my phone with you, otherwise what would you have done if you were locked in there?"

"Haha, you're right..."

She seemed completely oblivious to the concept of suspicion, but with each time I lied to her, my guilt grew stronger.

"By the way, Xiao Mo, you didn't eat lunch, you must be hungry now, right?" She suddenly remembered the missed meal. "Just bear with it, I'll make you some beef stew right away, okay?"

"No need, I've already eaten." I tugged at her sleeve. "I went to the kitchen this afternoon and found something to tide me over, so I'm not really hungry now."

"What did you eat?" she asked.

"Uh, this..." Oh no, why did this question suddenly pop into my head? I scratched my head, thinking for a long time, and finally stammered, "I ate... I ate some fruit."

"Fruit? You'll be hungry again soon." She didn't seem to agree.

"Don't bother cooking for me, I'll feel really bad about it," I said honestly.

"How about this then?" she suggested, "I'm hungry and want some beef stew rice, how about you join me for a meal?"

“Sama…”

“It’s decided then!”

“Wait.” I called out to her before leaving.

“Is there anything else?” She stood by the door, looking at me with a puzzled expression.

“You… could you give me a uniform?” I mustered my courage and asked, only to see her pretty face turn bright red.

“Ugh, you’re so lecherous, Mo!”

“N-no, no!” I clarified, “I want a boy’s uniform.”

The room was full of women; I didn’t want to be naked all the time, disturbing public morals.

“But our school uniforms don’t come in such small sizes…” Sama rested her chin on her index finger, looking troubled. “If you just need a change of clothes, I can make you a few more.”

“I want a regular size,” I said. “Because I…”

Oh no, how am I supposed to explain this? Should I tell her I suddenly got bigger, or that I have some kind of fetish?

“No problem, I’ve got your back.” She agreed with a smile, without asking any further questions. I was the one who was stunned.

“Um… um…”

“Besides the uniform, is there anything else?”

“That’s about it…”

“Okay.” She nodded. “Just tell me if you need anything, don’t be shy. Mo, you rarely get to go out, you should bring back some local products, right?”

“Yes, yes…” I was just wondering what excuse to use, but she had already come up with one for me.

“That’ll do for now!” She smiled at me, seemingly forgetting that she had been angry about not wanting to eat earlier, and happily rolled up her sleeves to go downstairs to cook.

I stared at the closed door, feeling a mix of emotions.

She was so kind to me because she didn’t know my ugly true nature. Was I, pretending to be a dwarf, toying with her dreams?

The delivery service was quite efficient; the brand-new uniform arrived early Saturday morning.

“Mo, our school’s boys’ uniform is really nice! Do you like it?” Sama excitedly untied the ribbon on the box. I knelt beside the box, and as soon as the ribbon was untied, I helped her lift the lid.

The brown uniform was neatly folded in a cardboard box. Sama picked up the jacket, shook it slightly, and laid it on the bed along with the shirt and trousers.

"How is it?" she said confidently.

I stood beside the unfolded uniform, rubbing my eyes in disbelief.

This... was truly amazing!

High-quality fabric, exquisite stitching, and an internationally renowned brand representing expensiveness and quality, but that wasn't the most surprising thing. The most important thing was... was this a uniform?

"Sama, this..."

"It's a uniform." She nodded affirmatively. "It's great, isn't it?"

"Uh, um..." It was great, but... my expression kept changing. No matter which angle I looked at it from, it really looked like a military uniform.

"I knew you would like it." She put the uniform back in the box and closed the lid. "I'm sorry, Mo. I wanted to sew a set for you too, but I'm not skilled enough..."

"It's okay, it's okay." I didn't dare wear clothes that were meant to be worn. "Sama, don't you go home this weekend?" I saw that she was very relaxed and didn't seem to be planning to start packing, so I couldn't help but ask.

"Why?" she asked curiously.

"Aren't you a boarding student? Don't you want to go home for a couple of days after a week of classes?"

Her face darkened.

"If our families welcomed us, Sefer Academy wouldn't have dormitories."

"Huh?" Her words left me completely confused. "Isn't the academy's dormitory admission based on entrance exam scores?"

"That's a lie."

"A lie?"

"If you have a comfortable home, why live in the dormitory?"

"Because your home is too far from school?"

"If it's too far, you can just take a helicopter or a private car."

The rich really do think differently.

Sama told me that there are quite a few students from intact families who voluntarily choose to live in the dormitory, but most are overwhelmed by family conflicts and simply hide in the dormitory for peace and quiet. Under those circumstances, who would want to ruin their precious vacation?

"Excellent grades and all that, it's just talk," Sama said. "Although there are exceptions like Ryua, who passed the entrance exam with the highest score and applied for accommodation, most students choose their dormitory building number based on their grades after completing the accommodation registration."

"So the school isn't exactly lying, they just reversed the order." Nobles may have a lot of money, but they also have their problems. "But, Sama, if you don't go back, your relationship with your father will never improve."

"It's no use. My parents' marriage was a political one. All they needed was each other's family power. They only had me to solidify their partnership." She said dejectedly, "I think it's better this way. Although they're a bit cold to me, at least I don't have to worry about being kidnapped by bad guys when I walk down the street."

"Sama..."

"I'm serious." She smiled sincerely, "Because of accommodation, I was able to get to know everyone. Especially you, Mo, I think you're the biggest surprise."

"Oh, not at all, I'm not that good..." I was a little flattered.

“I never imagined I’d meet dwarves. I’ve always believed in small creatures, but everyone laughs at me when I tell them. But dwarves really do exist, right, Mo?”

Her big, round, watery eyes left me speechless.

Should I say “yes” or “no”?

“Sama.”

Sure enough, it came—a lifesaver!

I must have burned a lot of incense and accumulated a lot of good karma in my past life, otherwise why would I always have benefactors to help me out of trouble?

“I want macaroni.” Sama hid me under the bed immediately.

“It’s still early, and you’re only thinking about food.” The door opened, and there was Feng Hua. She was wearing a very refreshing dress, as if she was about to go out.

“It’s not my turn to cook today.”

“I know, it’s Ryua. But she has something to do today.”

“Want to switch shifts with me?” Sama asked knowingly.

“No, she went somewhere far away this time and won’t be back until next Monday. Yotsuba and Otoyu have to go home for something, so it’ll just be the four of us in the dorm this weekend. In that case, let’s not cook and go out together!”

“Let’s go!” Hiiyue suddenly peeked out from behind Fuuka.

My eyes lit up.

Hiiyue was dressed very cutely today, in a pink lace doll dress that reached her waist, paired with beige capri pants, making it impossible to associate her with the terrifying weapon-wielding girl from before.

“You didn’t make a sound, you scared me to death!” Fuuka patted her chest to calm herself down, and said with a slight reproach.

“I’m sorry.” Hiiyue stuck out her tongue, opened a domestic travel guide and said to Sama, “Look, the location is your favorite amusement park, it would be a shame not to go.”

“I’ll go!” Sama immediately agreed excitedly.

“Have fun.” Yotsuba happened to pass by in the corridor, looking particularly charming after dressing up, “Although I also want to go, it’s really unfortunate.”

"It's okay, there will be other opportunities in the future," Fei Yue comforted me.

"Sama, change your clothes, we'll wait downstairs first." Feng Hua closed the door, and the three girls chatted and laughed as they left.

"Okay." Sama locked the door and turned to me, saying, "Xiao Mo, want to go out and play together?"

"Sure." I was tempted, but after agreeing, I realized there was still a troublesome hurdle ahead. "What time will you be back?"

"Hmm... normally in the afternoon!"

Afternoon? That answer was too vague! I rested my chin on my hand, deep in thought.

Playing is time-consuming, and it's hard to guarantee that I won't forget and end up wandering around until evening.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"No, of course not." I said, putting on a brave face.

As a leisurely little dwarf, how could I have anything urgent to rush about?

"That's good!" She grabbed me and stuffed me into her bunny bag without saying a word.

"Wait... wait a minute, Sama!"

"Don't come out!" A shirt flew through the air and landed right on top of the bag. "I'm changing, don't peek!"

"Okay, okay..." I immediately pulled back my hand that was about to open the lid. I

sat anxiously in the small backpack, waiting. The sound of the zipper being pulled down made my heart pound. In a fraction of a second, I pressed down on my restless right hand.

No, Sama trusts me so much. If I betray her trust, I'd be worse than an animal!

But... a girl is undressing less than five feet away. If I don't look... am I even a man?!

No, no, how could I have such thoughts! She's Sama, my benefactor. I can't be ungrateful.

But... but...

I clutched my head, my face contorted in pain. I

wanted to see so badly!

"Okay."

In the midst of the struggle, she moved her top, opened the bag, and saw me curled up

, clutching my head. "I'm sorry, Momo, are you feeling stuffy?" She was startled and flustered.

"No, it's okay... you're all changed!" I said, my face pale, though the cloak hood couldn't see me.

Fortunately, reason prevailed over instinct in the end.

"Okay, let's go." She put on her hat, slung her bunny bag over her shoulder, and happily prepared to leave.

"You look so good." I sincerely complimented her.

She was wearing a cute little top, a tiered skirt, and a hooded jacket, looking so adorable that I was dizzy.

"Really?" She was overjoyed and couldn't help but give me a sweet kiss. "Okay, Xiao Mo, we can talk on the way, don't keep everyone waiting too long." She pressed my head back into the bag, fastened the magnetic clasp, and left me alone in the bag, feeling dizzy.

After getting ready, the four girls first took the school bus, then transferred to a taxi at the main gate of the academy. After about an hour's drive, they arrived at the amusement park.

"Ah, finally here!"

Feng Hua opened the car door and stretched easily.

"Your belly button is showing." Fei Yue said.

"Stop lying, how can you see your belly button in a dress?" Feng Hua said dismissively, "Even if it were, it wouldn't matter, I'm not carrying a huge burden like you."

An invisible boulder, accompanied by Feng Hua's eerie smile, weighed heavily on Fei Yue's shoulders.

"Well... let's not talk about that kind of thing."

"What burden?" I asked Sha Zhen, secretly peeking out from the gap.

"Oh, that..." Sha Zhen and the pretty landlady couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle, forgetting to answer my question.

"Anyway, let's buy tickets first." Fei Yue blushed, loudly trying to hide her embarrassment: "Did you all bring your student IDs?"

"Of course we did." Feng Hua collected everyone's IDs and handed them to Fei Yue, urging her to queue at the ticket booth.

"Hey, isn't that the eldest daughter of the Feng family?"

The black car, displaying its status, suddenly braked sharply in front of the amusement park, the screeching tires startling Sha Zhen and me.

Wealthy people are always intriguing, and this attention-grabbing behavior only made passersby stop and stare curiously.

"Welcome to our amusement park!"

The driver opened the back door, and a pair of adorable twin girls gracefully stepped out.

Two more stunning beauties! My mouth was practically watering.

Their identical faces were like clones. Despite the sweltering heat, they seemed completely unfazed, wearing long-sleeved dresses and carrying parasols. But to make them easily distinguishable, they had deliberately differentiated themselves by the color of their dresses.

"Linxi, Lina, what brings you here?" Feng Hua asked with delight.

"Father sent us to inspect the place, and we didn't expect to run into Sister Feng Hua. I think this must be fate!" the girl in the pink dress said shyly, covering her face.

“But I didn’t expect to see you buying student tickets.” The girl in the green dress raised her eyebrows. “If students from Sefer Academy can’t afford full-price tickets, won’t it become a laughing stock?”

“You’re still so sarcastic, Linxi.” Feng Hua forced a smile. “No matter which school you attend, a student is a student. While fulfilling their obligations, they can certainly enjoy equal rights. Besides, selling four fewer full-price tickets shouldn’t cause the Huanwu Group, which occupies so much space in business magazines, to face a financial crisis. Don’t fuss over such a small matter.”

“Damn it…” The girl in the green dress gritted her teeth and clenched her fist.

“Actually, Feng Hua is quite harsh too!” Fei Yue secretly whispered to the pretty landlady.

“Linxi, this is your fault. Quickly apologize to Sister Feng Hua.” The girl in the pink dress tugged at her sleeve.

“…Alright.” The girl in the green dress suddenly turned from anger to laughter. “Since Sister Feng Hua is so frugal, we’ll pay for the four full-price tickets. Also, to express our apologies, Lina and I will accompany you sisters to do some shopping.”

“Then there’s no need.” Feng Hua covered her forehead in a headache.

"Sister Fenghua, do you dislike Lina?" the girl in the pink dress asked, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

"Not entirely... Oh, by the way, weren't you going to inspect the amusement park?"

"It doesn't matter. There are professionals conducting regular security checks, and guards maintaining order 24/7. It's not really an inspection, but we're here to have fun." The girl in the green dress, seeing Fenghua's reluctance, pressed on, "Let's be good hosts! Sister Fenghua rarely comes here; if we don't treat her well, we sisters will have a hard time explaining to our father."

"Yes, Sister Fenghua, we haven't seen each other in a long time. Lina also wants to have a cup of tea with you." The girl in the pink dress said shyly, twisting her fingers.

"...Then, let's go together." Since both of them said so, Fenghua had no choice but to agree.

I silently raised my hands in cheers.

This was absolutely the right decision! The four beauties had increased to six, and their dazzling radiance would definitely send every man's blood pressure soaring.

I was grinning foolishly when suddenly the world spun around me. I quickly steadied myself, and through the gap in my bag, I saw the girls' figures gradually disappearing into the distance.

Before I could even figure out what was happening, I heard Saya shout, "Robbery!" "

There are guards maintaining order 24 hours a day, it's very safe," Feng Hua asked with ill intent.

The girl in the green dress looked extremely pale.

"Chase after him! We can't let the Huanwu Group down!"

The bodyguards and guards immediately fired shots into the air and gave chase.

Chapter Six of Episode One: The Light-Speed Runner.

To be a qualified robber, one must be fast. This man made me deeply understand how cruel it is to survive in the dark world!

He used his unique light-speed running style to leave his pursuers far behind. If this were a thrilling sports story, the audience would probably be in tears, hands full of flowers and ribbons, ready to offer their blessings to the first hero to cross the finish line. Unfortunately, this is a robbery; no matter how handsome or manly his running style, it's useless.

I was trapped in my small bag, held hostage by the thugs who were far ahead of me, and taken to a haunted house.

Modern law enforcement officers rely too much on cars and motorcycles, which is why they become breathless after only a few steps and can only sigh at the robbers.

That said, the guy who kidnapped me was physically strong, had great stamina, and was also very capable. If he had reformed and entered the sports world, he would surely have become a member of the national team and broken the world record in the men's 100-meter sprint at the next Olympic Games, becoming a rising star in the public eye.

Unfortunately, he ruined his future for short-term gains.

Upon entering the haunted house, he was completely unaffected by the artificial wails and screams. After looking around, he plunged into the well-like ghostly scene, clearly having scouted the area beforehand.

He plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, and soon another man with a sleazy appearance arrived, also panting, to join him.

"Boss, look, so many!" The sleazy man couldn't hide his excitement. He shook his coat, and a dozen or so wallets tumbled out, showing that today's haul was quite plentiful. "Boss, how's it going on your end?"

"Don't mention those disgusting things!" He spat, then pulled out a considerable amount of loot from various hidden pockets on his body, amounting to no less than the sleazy man's. "I robbed someone I shouldn't have, and now I'm being chased!"

"Then... what should we do?" the sleazy man asked frantically.

Sigh, he lost his composure over such a small setback; how could he ever amount to anything?

I shook my head at his hopelessness.

With such a useless henchman, it's no wonder a kidnapper can call himself a boss.

"What are you afraid of? I've already shaken them all off!" Disdainful of the sleazy man's cowardice, the kidnapper said in a stern tone, "Damn it! I never expected to run into such bad luck. What an inauspicious start. Carrying so many wallets is too conspicuous. Quickly take the valuables, and throw the rest into the dry well ahead."

Knowing that this place was not safe to stay in, the two immediately and swiftly began to plunder the valuables from the wallets.

In terms of their methods, they did have some conscience. For the victim, the loss of property was a minor matter; applying for identification was the real trouble. But conscience aside, crime cannot be tolerated. While they were busy robbing cash and credit cards, I decided to take matters into my own hands.

After quietly searching through the bag, I was lucky enough to find a new cell phone.

Currently, I am the only one in the entire amusement park who knows the exact location of the kidnappers. Even if I can't call Sama, as long as I hear the screams in the background of the haunted house, she should know where the bunny bag is.

I dialed my pretty landlady's number, and just as I pressed send, my bag was opened.

"Hey, boss, this call is going out!" the sleazy man said nervously when he saw the screen.

"Damn it, did I accidentally press send?" The kidnapper snatched the phone and immediately stopped the call before it connected with the landlady. "Damn it, if anyone heard that, we'd both be done for!"

"Yeah,

that was close." Damn it, just a hair's breadth away!

I silently cursed.

"Boss, what's this?" the sleazy man asked, picking me up from where I was pretending to be dead. "

It has hands and feet, you can tell it's a doll!" the kidnapper said impatiently, snatching me from the man's hands and tossing me aside without even looking at me. "What time is it? You still have time to look at that girl stuff? There are plenty of people outside to arrest us. Hurry up and grab the money so we can get out of here."

"Okay... okay."

While the two of them were engrossed in their work, I quietly rolled to a blind spot. My phone is now in the hands of thieves and is probably unusable. My only option is to risk asking the tourists for help.

I quietly lifted the curtain and just then a mother and son passed by.

"Hey... little brother... oh!" I couldn't shout loudly, so I used exaggerated gestures to attract the four-year-old boy's attention.

He turned around, saw me, and dropped the ice cream cone he was holding.

"A ghost!" He threw himself into his mother's arms. "Mommy, I'm so scared, boohoo..."

"I can't do anything with you, you're the one who insisted on coming in, and now you're crying like this..." The mother patted the child's back and picked him up. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's all fake. The exit is almost here, let's go."

I was a little confused by their departure until a chilling wind made me shiver. I realized that when I called out to the boy, the instrument in front of the well sensed someone passing by, and a disheveled ghost woman immediately rose from the bottom of the well, her long, blood-red tongue hanging down, her sharp claws reaching out to take lives. But it only terrified the boy. I

silently watched the ghost woman, who was smiling smugly as she sank to the bottom of the well. This lifeless, plastic fake ghost, with its special effects, completely stole the show from me, the real ghost. The world is going to the dogs!

Three or four more tourists came from afar, and I struggled to climb out of the dry well.

Using the ghost woman's light and cold wind, I refused to believe I would continue to be ignored.

"Boss, look, this girl is really beautiful, and she's the heiress of Sefer Academy!"

"Damn it, I didn't see her clearly when we robbed her. I didn't expect her to be so pretty! I should have kidnapped her too!" Just

as I was about to send a distress signal, I overheard the duo's discussion.

"There's still a chance, boss," the lecherous man said. "We have her things, we'll definitely get them back, right?"

"That's right, I didn't expect you to come up with such a good idea!" The kidnapper patted the lecherous man on the back and laughed loudly. "Great! Let's find a time to lure her out, she'll definitely take the bait."

"The heiress's ransom must be at least tens of millions, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. If her dad's powerful enough, he could come up with a hundred million!"

"A...a hundred million? Is that true?!"

These two beasts...

I was burning with rage listening from outside the curtain. They robbed us, and now they're even planning to harm Sama.

Unforgivable!

I glared fiercely at the two smug figures, lost in their illusions of piles of money. Their disgusting laughter, drowning in endless delusions, was utterly repulsive.

Even if it meant risking everything, I was determined to send them to jail!

"Hey, over here, look here!" I waved my hand even more vigorously. If my transformation hadn't been delayed, I would have already beaten those two bastards to a pulp.

As soon as the sensor detected someone approaching, the eerie ghost woman sprang out, and the two female customers at the front screamed in alarm.

"Ah... pervert!"

"There's a pervert!"

"Mommy, look, that brother's thing down there looks weird!" The little girl behind me pointed innocently at my crotch.

"Shh, don't look!" The mother covered her eyes in alarm. "That brother is standing there to cool off because it's too hot."

"Really? I want to too!" the little girl protested.

"No, good children can't do that. Big brother has practiced!"

Before I could understand their reaction, they rushed out, their faces pale.

It's just climbing a dry well, what's the big deal about practice?

"Ugh... pervert!" Another girl who saw me covered her face and ran away.

I looked down, full of doubt, and was so horrified I almost fell into the dry well.

I... how did I become human?

The ghost woman's head was hanging on my crotch, her dead fish eyes staring at me with resentment.

Probably when I transformed, the blood rushed to my head, and I broke her neck. It's like the male phenomenon that sometimes happens when riding a roller coaster. I didn't have any improper thoughts, so... big sister, please rest in peace, please don't come looking for revenge!

I scrambled behind the curtain, and the two robbers turned around in surprise, their faces showing the terror of seeing cops. I should have punched them both in the face, but seeing their almost dazed expressions, my brain cells seemed to stop working.

"Excuse me, what time is it?"

The sleazy man raised his left hand to check his watch when I asked him.

"Eleven o'clock in the morning."

Eleven o'clock? That's still a long way off!

Could it be that the transformation can be controlled at will?

"Kid, who are you?" The kidnapper looked at me, naked and unarmed, and glared at me.

"I am..."

I sized them up. I was young and strong, and two against one wouldn't necessarily lose, but considering they were seasoned veterans of the underworld, they must have developed superhuman speed. If they got away, I wouldn't be willing to give up. It would be better to find an opportunity to ambush them.

Thinking of this, I changed my tone from wanting to punch the kidnapper in the nose, saying, "I'm not from your kind, but I'm not accepted by this society either."

The kidnapper looked me up and down, knowing me inside and out, and said, "Brother, what a great time, coming all this way just to show off your bird?"

Once he was sure I posed no threat, he relaxed and started calling me brother.

"I had no choice," I sighed. "I'm unemployed, and it's so hot right now. Coming to this haunted house to cool off not only saves on electricity but also satisfies my hobby."

"I see."

"Ah, no problem, you can calculate it slowly." I saw them warily hiding their wallets behind their backs, and cleverly stated my position: "Even though I'm poor, I won't ask you for a share."

"Sorry, brother, making a living isn't easy these days!" the kidnapper chuckled dryly.

"But brother, you'll be rich soon," the sleazy man said. "You're a born genius, with a bright future!"

"Oh?" I remained noncommittal.

So you can read faces?

"Yeah, a bright future ahead!" The kidnapper grinned lewdly.

I followed their suggestive gazes downwards and saw that my penis had already softened, the wig had fallen to the ground with a thud, and my lower body was completely exposed.

"I heard the longest penis in the world is only 28.5 centimeters. Brother, your extraordinary length will definitely break the record and bring glory to the country. It's truly enviable!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"You flatter me..." I awkwardly picked up the wig to cover myself. Although we're both men and there's nothing to be ashamed of, I didn't want to be stared at like that. Unexpectedly, their expressions became even more lewd.

The wig was pressed directly against my penis, just like a certain position often seen in erotic films. Realizing something was wrong, I immediately turned it 180 degrees.

"Brother, don't be modest. We're both very open-minded." The exhibitionist label had some effect. The kidnapper and the lewd man turned around and continued counting their money.

Great, an opening appeared!

I gripped the ghost woman's long hair tightly, and a basketball-sized object slammed into the back of her head. I bet they'd all fall to the ground obediently!

"Guard, over here! The exhibitionist is hiding near the ghost woman!"

That damned noise, of all times, ruined my plans.

"Damn it, they're here!" The two robbers frantically stuffed the wallet they hadn't finished looting into their pockets.

Hmph, let them be as terrified as they want; struggling is useless!

I watched their helpless, dumbfounded expressions and sneered inwardly.

I'm a man who can transform at any time. Once I revert to my electric massager form, I can hide wherever I want. Even if the guards turned the entire haunted house upside down, they still wouldn't catch me.

I slipped into a corner, slowly closed my eyes, focused on my nose, and breathed deeply, clearing my mind and calming my thoughts.

Become a massager… become a massager…

"Brother, hiding here won't help!" The two robbers were loyal; they grabbed my arms from both sides and dragged me away.

"Stop...stop it!" Wouldn't that make me one of them?

I resisted desperately, but two fists couldn't fight four hands, and they dragged me away.

Although I wasn't very well-educated, I at least understood propriety and shame. While I wouldn't die for a cause, I wouldn't stoop to such a lowly act to save my own life. Who needed you bastards who wanted to take advantage of Saya to bother with my business?

"Don't mention it, brother. We're fast runners, taking you along won't hurt," the lewd man chuckled.

You might not care, but I did!

While I couldn't condone their actions, I had to admit they were god-like runners. The guards surged in from the exit, and before they even reached the Ghost Woman's area, they had already dragged me out of the entrance.

The wind stung my face; I was in Cao Cao's camp, but my heart was with Liu Bei, and no one believed my innocence.

On this desperate escape, my body was exposed to the sunlight, inevitably causing a commotion.

The women screamed as usual, some hiding in their lovers' arms, others huddled together in fear. The men stared at me dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing, sighing repeatedly in self-consciousness.

Of course, this was just a fleeting glimpse for them. Thanks to the speed of the two robbers, by the time the onlookers pressed the shutter to take a picture as evidence, all that was in the frame was my bare buttocks.

Given how things had turned out, any objections I might have had were futile; asking them to let go at this point would be a suggestion only someone with a screw

loose would make. I awkwardly endured the stares of the tourists. This situation was less like a shocking health education and more like a public exhibition of exotic animals. I didn't care about collecting admission fees; I just hoped no one was idly taking pictures of my face with their home video cameras, capturing every single detail of my heroic figure.

The two robbers ran all the way to a deserted public restroom before finally putting me down. I had to admire their stamina, though the adrenaline rush must have helped them a bit too.

"Brother...let's rest for a bit, let us catch our breath!" the kidnapper said, panting. "

Running two kilometers with someone like that, even an iron man would get tired. It would be a miracle if you said you weren't exhausted!

" "Don't worry, it won't be long," the sleazy man replied, clearly less fit than the kidnapper, looking utterly exhausted.

"Oh," I replied insincerely.

It's impossible for you to rest for too long. All the tourists along the way saw which way we ran, and they'll definitely remember it well. The guards will surely know where to chase us.

Having endured this humiliation for so long, I finally saw them show signs of fatigue. How could I let this golden opportunity slip by? I approached the kidnapper, and before he could react, I snatched Sa-jin's bag with lightning speed and immediately ran back the way I came.

"What are you doing?" The kidnapper hadn't expected me to repay kindness with enmity; his anger almost burned his insides.

In terms of running speed, even if I trained until the end of the world, I couldn't beat these two experts, so I had to resort to some tricks, using law enforcement to create a considerable intimidating effect. Sure enough, just as the sleazy man was about to stand up for his boss, the kidnapper grabbed him.

"Idiot, do you want to earn a little money or go to jail?"

"A little money? Boss, didn't you say the ransom was one hundred million…?"

"Damn it, don't bother reminding me of that!" The kidnapper was seething with hatred.

Thanks to my clever little trick, the two robbers hesitated to give chase, and I, clutching my bunny-shaped bag, safely ran out of their sight.

Once I was sure I was far enough away, I slowed down and sat on a roadside bench, panting.

What hope could a naked man carrying a woman's bag have in a crowded amusement park? My transformation wasn't over yet, and I couldn't squeeze into the bag, let alone get back to the girls' dormitory at Sefer Academy.

"Damn it!" I cursed, pointing to the sky, "Gatekeeper, aren't you watching? Why don't you come down and help me?"

Like a government official who only knows how to accept bribes but dares not step forward when trouble comes, the heavens only gave a soft rumble of thunder and then remained silent.

Completely unreliable!

Dejected, I rummaged through Sazhen's bag…wait, my phone was still there!

I thought the kidnappers had put it in their pockets. It seemed heaven hadn't abandoned me. From being kidnapped until now, I finally managed a smile and dialed for help.

"This way." A dozen burly men armed with guns and batons ran up from a distance. "At least dozens of reliable witnesses, it's definitely this way!"

Damn it, I'd only just pressed the first number key! I put away my phone and hurriedly hid behind a tree.

Don't blame me for being a coward; even if I were dead, my survival instinct would still kick in.

"Robbers and exhibitionists, what a bizarre combination!" someone remarked as a guard ran past.

I'm a victim too ,

I argued inwardly.

Anyway, staying where I was would only make things worse. I estimated the distance to the nearest building, silently counted to three, took a deep breath, and dashed out from behind the tree.

Sometimes you have to admit, things just happen so coincidentally. Just when I hoped they'd take their own path, someone turned around and recognized me.

"It's that exhibitionist!"

"No, you've mistaken me for someone else." I denied it meaninglessly, then took off running.

"Ah, those two robbers ran the other way!"

Thank goodness, someone jumped out to rescue me.

That's right, you should be chasing those two thugs, not me, a good citizen! After all, catching two criminals at once is a bigger achievement, isn't it?

I turned my head slightly to check the situation. No way? All the guards are chasing me!

What's going on?

Ninety-nine percent of the stolen goods are on the two robbers; all I have is Sama's bunny bag. Chasing me doesn't seem worthwhile at all… Ah, that's it, because the bag belongs to Sama!

The guards are the twin girls' henchmen; they've mobilized all their manpower for one purpose—to retrieve Sama's bag and restore the reputation of the Huanwu Group. In other words, I, holding the bag, have become bait to distract the guards!

For Sama's bag, one unpredictable obstacle after another awaits me. But the situation isn't hopeless yet. Just hold on a little longer, and I can turn back into an electric massager, then I can get the guards to send me back to Sama.

Therefore, in the meantime, besides avoiding being caught, I also need to find a secluded place to hide back inside the bag. I sprinted forward, effortlessly widening the gap

between myself and the guards who had run two kilometers. I was bursting with energy.

I turned back and made a face at them, then after a couple of turns, I sneaked into the targeted building.

"Ah, finally here! We've been waiting for you!"

I had just opened the back door when someone grabbed my arm and dragged me inside.

An ambush!

That was my first thought, but upon closer inspection, I realized there were quite a few people inside, some casually dressed, others elegantly dressed. Their furrowed brows immediately relaxed when they saw me.

"Great, we finally made it!" A middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap, dressed like a baseball fan going to cheer on his team, shoved a bizarre costume into my hands. "Quick, put this on! The show starts in three minutes!"

Before I could explain, I was forced into the changing room.

What was going on?

I stared at the disgustingly green costume in my hands, completely clueless, but having clothes was better than being naked.

"Hey kid, hurry up! Don't dawdle in there! If you're late, you can forget about getting paid today!" the man in the baseball cap yelled from outside the curtain, his right hand seemingly slamming the gas pump against his left, making a loud "bang bang bang" noise.

"Oh... coming right now!" With less than three minutes to change, I didn't even bother with the front or back, and hurriedly put it on. "Uncle... is this how you button it?" I nervously lifted the curtain, and the expected barrage of criticism hit me.

"You bastard! Have you never worn clothes before? This is a mess, it's really awful!" The chaotic outfit made the man in the baseball cap furious, his beard bristling and eyes bulging.

Seeing the tense situation, the girl in white standing behind the man immediately winked at the two young men dressed similarly in the corner. They rushed over and helped me get dressed.

"Director, countdown sixty seconds." While I was still standing there dumbfounded being helped, the girl reminded the man in the baseball cap.

"I know." The man in the baseball cap turned to the crowd and shouted, "Ready to start the show, everyone take your positions!"

"Yes!"

"B-... um... director?" I timidly raised my hand to ask.

"What? What other questions do you have, you troublemaker?" Although the man in the baseball cap was still angry, seeing that I had corrected the mistakes within the time limit, his brows were no longer furrowed. This was thanks to the two boys who had done a good job of making amends.

"Um..." Seeing the man in the baseball cap's imposing face, I swallowed hard and hesitated for a long time.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, or shut up! There's no time for you to waste now."

"Th-that..." After weighing the options, I decided that not asking would be worse than asking, so I boldly asked, "...Excuse me, what role will I be playing later?"

"What?"

I swear, apart from the man in the baseball cap whose face turned from red to black, everyone else's face turned pale in an instant.

"You must be joking." The girl smiled stiffly.

"I'm not kidding, I really don't know!" I said honestly, though I was afraid of dying.

"You..." She hadn't expected this situation and immediately turned her head to try and calm the uncle in the baseball cap. "Director, please don't be angry, there are less than thirty seconds left!" The implication was that the show was about to start, the seats outside were full, and there couldn't be any more mistakes, like him driving her away.

"I know that." The uncle in the baseball cap wiped his face, quickly calming down. "Kid, what's your name?"

"Xiao...Xiao Mo."

"Xiao Mo, listen carefully." The uncle in the baseball cap wiped his face again. "I don't care if you're a formal actor or just an extra, or which company sent you, you just need to do your best to finish this scene. Today's play is the final battle between Tofu Superman and the Seaweed Demon King, and you'll be playing the Seaweed Demon King who conquers Seaweed Planet.

"Just ten minutes of opening dialogue, ten minutes of battle, and losing to Tofu Superman in the last ten minutes. The lines are improvised; if you still have a childhood, you should have a general idea." "

But...but..." I'll be back to square one before the performance ends!

"What 'but'?"

The baseball cap uncle's sharp gaze, so contrary to his calm tone, made me uneasy.

"Remember this! If you dare break the hearts of these lovely children, I'll make you disappear from this industry completely, not even a speck of dust, understand?"

"Y-yes." I hurriedly agreed, put on my childish and ridiculous helmet, and hastily donned my armor, diligently playing the villainous role that was never appreciated, before the guards, who had infiltrated the sacred backstage like a virus, arrived to check me.

"Is this the enemy's headquarters? Why is it so quiet? Could it be a trap?" The weak and helpless hero asked in almost foolish confusion.

"That's right, you finally figured it out!"

Sitting in the stands, a row of little girls and boys still in kindergarten, their bright crystal eyes immediately turned righteous indignation upon seeing me, the representative of evil, appear.

"Who are you?"

"Me?" "I am the infamous Seaweed Demon King of the entire Star Realm!" I declared arrogantly, leaning to the side, using the foul tone befitting a terrorist unacceptable to the world.

"Seaweed Demon King?" My nemesis was clearly stunned.

"Hmph, that's right." "I struck a cool, imposing pose, no matter how sophisticated the team behind the weak Superman might be—like a genius hacker skilled at intelligence gathering (except for matters classified by the evil legion), a beautiful but always defeated heroine, or a visionary and mysterious leader.

This poor protagonist, rushing to maintain world peace and constantly rescuing his future wife, could never possibly beat me!

Not to mention that the evil side usually possesses more advanced technology, overwhelming power, and a seemingly inexhaustible group of moderately strong but absolutely obedient daredevils. Basically, as long as the evil king knows how to use resources wisely, whether it's ten or a hundred Supermen, they can't hinder his ambition to rule the world.

Unfortunately, the fantasy in reality can't withstand the demands of the audience. The idea that the evil king would lose to Superman is a flawed concept and a bad example. It suggests to children that as long as you always stand on the side of justice, all difficulties will be overcome, even the end of the world.

However, reality is not like that. When you reason with a criminal who robs a convenience store with a knife, he not only retaliates but also..." A few stabs and they'd think you're crazy; preaching to a bank robber at gunpoint, getting a few bullets is considered lenient!

In today's society, to improve morals, people are constantly told to do good deeds and accumulate good karma. But does doing good deeds and accumulating good karma guarantee peace and safety? Good people are killed every day; it's just a matter of whether the newspapers report it or not.

I remember when I was a child, I studied very hard, but my teachers recorded a lot of absences, my grades were terrible, and my mother beat me half to death because I always sneaked home during social studies class and... Watching the news on TV, for me, that was the real "society."

But even a realistic kid like me, Superman and the Demon King shows were still my favorite, even though the content was full of illogical and ridiculous plots, they taught me a very valuable lesson—to achieve one's goal, one must ultimately fight violence with violence.

And I also firmly believe that if most Demon Kings refused to be idiots, and instead used sheer numbers to overwhelm the hateful Superman from the start, or simply used overwhelming firepower to riddle the despicable Superman with bullets, they wouldn't always end up with a miserable defeat.

"Seaweed Demon King?"

"Teacher's lying, isn't it Nori Demon King?"

The fledglings in the audience chirped and exchanged information.

"Hey... what are you doing? Nori and seaweed are so different!" The limp Superman kept winking and lip-reading, expressing his dissatisfaction to me.

"Whatever!" "Of course I know seaweed and kelp are different things, but I've already said it, can I rewind and start over?"

"That's right, I am the Seaweed Demon King's twin brother—the Kelp Demon King!" I could imagine the baseball cap-wearing uncle's furious expression, but now he had no choice but to persist: "To deal with you, you don't need my older brother to step in. I and the kelp sprout army behind me are enough!"

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