Brave New World 2-4

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(II) Raising my head, the cardamom buds hang heavy on the branches
. My name is Gu Dalang, and I work at a private school. After graduating from teachers' college, I was so immersed in the pain of losing my first love that I missed the public school teacher recruitment fair. Desperate, the usually introverted and timid me mustered my last bit of courage and reluctantly submitted my pale resume to various private schools throughout the city. By sheer luck, I was hired by my current employer.
I'm responsible for the school's daily photography work, and naturally, I don't have a formal position. But for me, it's a job to make a living, and it gives me an excuse to stay in this so-called metropolis, thus avoiding returning to my hometown and facing my parents' constant complaints of disappointment.
At eight o'clock sharp, I arrived at this well-known private school in the city as usual to begin my day's work—actually, there's not much work, just getting by. "Getting by"—that fits my image as a fat, nerdy guy, doesn't it?
I'm introverted and not good at socializing, so I don't have many close friends. After getting off the subway, I walked straight into the school gate and headed straight for my office. Holding onto the stair railing, I panted as I climbed the third floor—my office is on the fourth floor, which is a real challenge for someone as overweight as me!
A commotion and footsteps came from below. A group of older elementary school students ran past me, laughing and playing. Not a single student greeted me, just as no colleague smiled at me. I was such an insignificant figure, even to these innocent children, I was just that fat uncle with a camera appearing in various places.
Whenever this happened, I would feel a pang of self-pity for a moment, then give a sly smile, slow my pace even further, secretly lagging behind, while squinting my eyes towards the top of the stairs.
This was one of the few moments of anticipation in my otherwise utterly boring workday.
Although they were only fifth-grade girls, the vibrant energy of youth was already radiating from their bodies. Their fair, tender thighs were truly alluring. The private school principal's bizarre idea had introduced those so-called Japanese sailor uniforms, and the most inexplicable thing was how incredibly short those skirts were! If I just raised my head and slightly craned my neck, I could see those colorful girls' panties! Just like now!
Ah, how wonderful! The girls' thighs and panties soothed the pain of my failed blind date last night! This was the best medicine! I couldn't help but let out a joyful, satisfied sigh.
The fair, tender thighs of the girls and their little buttocks encased in pure white cotton panties kept coming into my
view. In today's parlance: I shamefully got an erection. Already panting, I was now struggling to walk on the stairs, yet my heart miraculously leaped with joy. I moved slowly, feeling deeply grateful for my decision to stay at this school.
Wow! Huh? These are…silk panties, aren’t they? Another girl appeared at the top of the stairs above me, but what I caught my eye for a moment was her purple silk panties, completely different from the cotton panties worn by other girls! Although still somewhat slender, this mysterious girl’s thighs were already near perfect – round, straight, long, and well-proportioned.
Even more incredible was that her buttocks, encased in the narrow panties, were already quite large. The silk panties only tightly covered a third of her buttocks, with the rest of her flesh peeking out restlessly from the sides, bouncing and jiggling with her light steps on the stairs, tempting my gaze like jelly.
What a perky butt! What tender thighs! Who is this girl? She’s already developed so well; what will she be like when she grows up? A true beauty! I smacked my lips, wanting to hurry up and catch a glimpse of the girl's face, but I couldn't bear to
leave behind the boundless spring scenery beneath her pleated skirt, captivated by those last few fleeting seconds of breathtaking beauty. Being a teacher is great… I swallowed hard, savoring the scene, my mind still filled with the shimmering light and shadow of her short skirt in the stairwell sunlight.
Arriving at my office, I expertly logged onto the campus network and found the class that had just had their lab lesson. Oh, it was the fifth-grade class three! Fifth grade, that's 11 years old, the age when puberty is just beginning to blossom. I have to say, kids these days are so well-nourished; at only 11, they've already made a middle-aged loser like me horny.
I swallowed again, expertly manipulating the computer, instantly switching to the lab's surveillance footage. Besides being responsible for photography and videography, I also handle the school's audiovisual work. Combining the roles of audiovisual instructor and photography teacher… hehe, it can generate huge benefits!
Clearly, I wasn't feeling the usual self-pity. Usually, at times like this, I'd need a while to recover from the loneliness of being ignored. But today, I was excited and unusually energetic. The school was practically covered in high-definition cameras, including in the classrooms. Taking advantage of my position, I sometimes secretly used software to transmit the footage from the cameras, watching the classes in each classroom to pass the time.
But today, my attention was still on that glimpse under her skirt. I couldn't wait to know which 11-year-old girl had such alluring curves in her hips and thighs.
She was the last one to go upstairs with her classmates; she must be one of the tallest girls. I adjusted the camera, carefully searching the back rows. There were four students in the last row—two boys and two girls. One girl was rather overweight, so I immediately ruled her out. That left the one who must be her.
I stared intently, and what met my eyes was a girl's stunningly beautiful face. Her face was round and symmetrical, her cheeks slightly chubby, with a touch of baby fat. Her eyes were large, bright, and sparkling black, complemented by long, curled eyelashes, delicate crescent-shaped eyebrows, and a straight nose.
So beautiful! Coupled with her tall figure, especially her fair thighs and perfectly shaped calves, she was destined to be a breathtaking beauty! Although she was only in fifth grade, the boys already had an unconscious appreciation for beauty, and a few restless boys took every opportunity to steal glances at her.
The girl's lips were full and vibrant with youthful energy; even through the screen, I couldn't resist the urge to kiss them. The girl was currently pursing her lips, a slight pout playing on her lips, a mocking smile. Looking at her eyes, they weren't on Teacher Ding, who was bustling about like a man possessed at the lab table; instead, she was gazing out the window, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.
That expression… somewhat nonchalant and cynical… it shouldn’t be on the face of an 11-year-old girl, especially such a cute and pretty one. I checked the seating chart and saw her name.
Class 3, Grade 5, Zhu Ke’er.
(III) The Best
Time for Jujubes to Ripen Days passed by, and I kept switching between two states: “the self-pity of a loser middle-aged man after work” and “the inner turmoil of a perverted uncle at work.” Ironically, the only bright spot in my gloomy life came from an 11-year-old girl, Zhu Ke’er from Class 3, Grade 5.
What’s going on? This girl is a full twenty years younger than me! I’m thirty-one, she’s eleven, this… But whenever I think of this, the last shred of moral doubt in my heart is shattered by the stunning image of the girl’s skirt in my mind.
So, I would specifically check this beautiful girl’s schedule, arrive around her early, and look for another opportunity to be perverted.
Just like now.
Just like now!
I arrived at the familiar stairwell, squatted down at the bottom of the stairs, and pretended to tidy up some odds and ends. To be honest, as an audio-visual instructor, no one would really care what I did.
I was quite comfortable with myself; actually, I was waiting for the fifth-grade class to finish. As soon as their class ended, they would come out of their classroom on the fourth floor because the next period was PE. This would give me a chance to see pairs of fair, tender young girls' legs and alluring white cotton panties gleaming from the stairwell above me.
Patient waiting would surely bring delicious results.
Here they came! First came cheerful sounds. Eleven-year-olds are always so noisy, especially the girls' voices, which carried from afar. However, the bodies of those born in the 2000s are indeed impressively developed! I rubbed my already small eyes hard, preparing to enjoy the beautiful sight to come.
The footsteps grew closer, and I adjusted my squatting position, staring at the top of the stairs. Fortunately, my small eyes wouldn't arouse suspicion.
Boys are always faster than girls, and they quickly passed through the stairwell. Sure enough, no one paid me any attention, not even glancing at me as I descended the stairs.
Then… the girls arrived. I was truly grateful to the school principal; it was he who established the rule that "girls must wear skirts." It was indeed a private school; even the school skirts were styled like those from Japan—pleated, high-waisted, and incredibly short. I peeked in, sighing with delight.
Ah, so refreshing! Girls this age are still innocent; they wouldn't be so unseemly as to wear those inhuman safety shorts under their miniskirts. I truly understood the meaning of the idiom "a pool of wine and a forest of meat," as a dozen pairs of dazzling young girls' legs flashed before my eyes, making me feel incredibly happy. My eyes were almost glazed over, but I was still holding back, anticipating the climax. I was waiting for Zhu Ke'er; she always seemed a bit of a loner, always lagging behind the rest of the class.
Sure enough, after the students had all left in twos and threes, a girl in a school uniform gracefully walked down the stairs, and my eyes widened. She was so beautiful! Looking up, her little leather shoes, her rounded calves encased in black stockings, her fair and smooth thighs, all the way to her firm, budding buttocks, formed an astonishing curve. Her skin was snow-white and smooth, almost transparent, faintly revealing a delicate sheen.
Few girls would choose underwear that wasn't white, after all, she was just a primary school student! But every time I peeked, Zhu Ke'er's underwear style and color were close to that of an adult woman. Today she was wearing black… and a sheer style, practically transparent. If she were a mature woman… her pubic hair would be visible… Was she wearing her mother's underwear?
I had no time to think any further. Each floor of the school stairs only had twelve steps, meaning I could only see this beautiful sight for a maximum of ten seconds. I held my breath, my eyes aching from staring, but I didn't blink, afraid of missing a single moment.
So white, so tender, so alluring!
I was captivated, but a vague sense of unease lingered.
Then…then…my mind went blank for a moment, and I snapped back to reality. The strange thing was that those beautiful legs hadn't gone far; instead, they'd gone down the stairs, turned a corner, and then the owner of those legs squatted down beside me, less than 10 centimeters away.
My face must have looked terrible, because I felt a burning sensation on my cheeks. The girl said softly, "Teacher, um…what are you doing…" Her voice was clear, melodious, and pleasant, with a long, slightly mischievous "ne" at the end.
"I…I…I'm tidying up some equipment…" I, always so oblivious, was caught peeping at a girl, and I stammered nervously.
"Oh~~Teacher, you're tidying up equipment…let me help!" Zhu Ke'er smiled meaningfully, leaned closer, and snatched the package from my hands.
"You...you!" I frantically tried to snatch it back, but my obese body looked incredibly bulky in the narrow space under the stairs, no match for the agile fifth-grade girl.
Zhu Ke'er easily opened the package; inside was nothing of the sort of "equipment," but rather...
"Wow! Teacher, you're so lewd! How...how come there are these kinds of comic books in your bag?" Zhu Ke'er's beautiful eyes widened, holding the Japanese 18+ adult comic book I'd bought from the black market the night before.
Damn it! I'm doomed! My identity as an educator is about to come to an end! My mind exploded like a pot boiling over, a chaotic jumble of thoughts.
Sweet and lovely Zhu Ke'er tearfully told her parents what had happened;
her parents stormed into the principal's office in anger;
reporters from the news media staked out the school gate, interviewing elementary school students;
the students recounted the strange uncle's situation in terror;
my ugly face was prominently displayed in the newspaper;
my parents, far away in my hometown, fainted upon seeing it;
a bloated corpse was washed downstream;
that face! That face was mine!
I don't want it!!!
I trembled like a sieve, large beads of sweat dripping from my temples.
"The Perverted Uncle's Toys," "The Lolita Club," "The Sadness of a Flat-Chested Girl"... Wow! Uncle, you're not only perverted, you're extremely perverted!"
I couldn't speak, my throat felt like it was blocked by a huge rock, and if... if this continued, I could feel myself about to urinate.
"No wonder you're always squatting here like this, staring up elementary school girls' skirts! You're a pedophile!" Zhu Ke'er frowned her cute brows and declared seriously.
I felt like a pig being hung up, the butcher's knife about to chop at my neck, yet I didn't even have the courage to struggle. If this pretty Zhu Ke'er screamed at this moment, wouldn't the teachers in the nearby office rush over?
Just as I was panicking, the girl giggled sweetly, "What's so interesting about elementary school girls' underwear? If you want to see it, you should go to the junior high... Although our school doesn't have a high school, junior high girls are more developed than us, right?"
Strange, strange! Something seems wrong! I froze, completely stunned. Suddenly hearing such a sentence, I didn't expect her to be scared by my perverted behavior at first, but instead said these things.
"Is it pretty?" She leaned closer, her girlish face flawless, her smile incomparably sweet, yet I felt very uneasy.
"It's pretty!" "Your...butt...is more prominent than the average junior high girl's, and it's firmer and perkier!" I thought to myself, but couldn't say it aloud.
"Wh...what?" I stammered.
"Is the view under elementary school girls' skirts pretty?"
"Pretty...pretty..." I couldn't think straight and could only answer instinctively.
"Hmm...whose is the prettiest?"
"Huh?"
"I'm asking you, out of all those girls...whose butt is the prettiest?" Zhu Ke'er narrowed her eyes, her red lips uttering softly.
"Yours...is pretty..." I stammered, sweating profusely.
"Hmph...you perverted old man!" The girl's expression suddenly turned strange. First, her lips twitched with satisfaction, then she remained silent for a moment, before finally blushing helplessly. Then, she launched a flying kick.
Zhu Ke'er was tall and slender, with one long and shapely leg. Caught off guard, her leather shoe struck my face.
"Ah..." I cried out softly.
Seeing my slow reaction, she didn't give up. Her right leg came flying again, whistling through the air. This time, I reacted. After all, I was twenty years older than her. Although the girl was agile, she lacked strength. I instinctively reached out my right hand to protect my face, and my left hand haphazardly reached forward, grabbing her right foot.
Zhu Ke'er instinctively tried to pull her leg back, but she lacked the strength. Her right leg remained frozen in mid-air. I opened my eyes, captivated by the beauty before me. Wearing a super short school skirt, her posture revealed a stunningly beautiful sight: the girl's fair thighs and the purple silk panties between her legs created a breathtaking scene.
"You...you let go!" the girl commanded in a low voice, her tone harsh.
"..."
Her voice seemed to come from a great distance; though so close, I was completely lost in my reverie and couldn't hear her clearly.
Zhu Ke'er took a deep breath and then pleaded in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Good uncle, good teacher...
you...you let go of my legs first, you...you're hurting me!"
I shuddered, feeling an overwhelming sense of pleasure, and naturally, I could no longer hold her foot tightly. She tried to pull away, but her strength failed her, and she bumped into the stair treads.
The little girl covered her head and groaned, "You...you've gone too far...I'm going to tell the principal!"
"No, no...I beg you..." I pleaded with the elementary school girl in a low voice.
Her eyes darted around, and I clearly saw a sly glint in them, but then I heard her voice say in a serious tone, "Ahem... well... Heaven has a benevolent heart, and while what you did is despicable, I can understand the helplessness of a middle-aged man. So, I've decided that if you agree to three requests—and remember, unconditionally—I can let you go and not tell anyone about you peeping at elementary school girls' underwear."
Hearing this, I was overjoyed and shamelessly bowed repeatedly, "Okay, okay! Ke'er, you tell me, I'll definitely do it!"
She raised an eyebrow, "So you know my name? Did you secretly find out?"
I nodded vigorously, "Yes, how could I miss your name, such a pure and beautiful girl?"
She tilted her head back, exhaled through her nostrils, as if it were "of course," and then said, "You're not allowed to call me Ke'er. Only my mother can call me Ke'er!" This girl seemed to really love her mother!
She suddenly seemed to remember something interesting and said with a smile, "Hey, the first request is easy to do! Every day when I go to and from school, you have to be at the school gate on time and loudly say that sentence!"
"Which sentence?"
"Ugh, you're so stupid!" The girl put her hands on her hips and stomped her foot in exasperation.
"Ugh, you're so stupid? That's not a very nice sentence, is it? Isn't that a curse?" I asked, puzzled.
The girl launched another flying kick, and this time I didn't dare to block it, taking the hit head-on.
"Listen carefully, you idiot, you have to say this: Good morning, invincible youthful beauty! Good afternoon, invincible youthful beauty! Got it?"
I stared at her speechlessly. This was too strange! Normally, girls this age are shy and timid, but this Zhu Ke'er seems to have a problem... And if this happens, my image...
will be ruined too!
Seeing my hesitation, the girl frowned and said unhappily, "What, you don't agree? Fine, I'll go find the principal right now!" With that, she turned around.
I sighed inwardly. Anyway, my image was basically trash even without being ruined: "I promise you! Ke'er!"
The girl didn't turn around, but her slender shoulders swayed twice, as if she was laughing: "What did you call me?"
Her voice couldn't hide her smugness—the joy of a child who has gotten their favorite toy.
"Youthful and invincible beautiful girl... sir..." I groaned.
(IV) Temptation and Punishment
For nearly a month, I had become the plaything of the precocious little girl Zhu Ke'er. Because she had the handle of "peeping on underage girls" in her hand, I had no choice but to obey her. Fortunately, although this little girl was quirky and liked to play pranks, she was indeed a beautiful girl, as pretty as a daisy just beginning to bloom, which made me feel that life was not too difficult.
Although she was only in the fifth grade of elementary school, Zhu Ke'er, who had just turned twelve, was already famous throughout the school, partly because of her angelic appearance and partly because of her devilish personality.
A primary school girl's unbridled arrogance aroused the resentment of some older junior high school girls. They felt that their limelight had been stolen by a younger girl, so the atmosphere of hostility towards Zhu Ke'er was very strong in the junior high school, especially among the wealthy delinquent girls.
I tried my best to help Ke'er resolve this matter, and worked hard to thwart their plans to "hunt down Zhu Ke'er," leaving me exhausted and disheveled, yet I dared not speak out against it, just like now.
Ke'er was staring intently at my computer screen, her big eyes filled with an unusual excitement. Her face was flushed, and her hands were clenched into small fists. Suddenly, she shouted, "Haha! It worked! The image is coming through!"
I sighed, "Ke'er, you know about this kind of thing... this kind of thing... if someone finds out...
I... I..."
She frowned and snapped, "Hey~~ what did you call me? How dare you call me Ke'er?"
"I... I meant the invincible beauty of youth... sir, if someone finds out about this..."
"Haha... don't worry, at most she'll be arrested and sentenced to three or four years!"
My fat body swayed, and I scratched my head in frustration. She seemed to sense my expression behind her, and with a twist of her waist, she spun her computer chair around, saying irritably, "You spineless coward! Things have already come to this! I risked everything to sneak into the women's changing room and install a hidden camera, are you trying to back out?"
I stood there, rubbing my hands, thinking to myself, "I'm the one who took the risk, who would believe a primary school girl was the mastermind? I'd be the one taking the blame!" But I couldn't say those words, because Ke'er's beautiful, charming, yet sharp eyes were glaring at me.
Suddenly, her stern voice changed, replaced by a gentle, girlish voice I'd never heard before: "Big brother~~ please help me this one more time~~ If you don't say anything, and I don't say anything, who will know? Once this is settled~~ those awful old women won't dare bother me anymore!" Her sweet, coquettish tone made me weak in the knees.
Old women? They're only fifteen or sixteen! You're really something! "This...this..."
"What's all this and that?" Ke'er said with a grin, quickly taking off her right shoe. Her delicate little foot, clad in white cotton socks, pressed against my crotch. Her touch was just right, giving me a pleasant tingling sensation.
I stared longingly at her outstretched leg. Her legs were beautiful, especially when she sat on the chair, her white skin stretched out flat—the lines were like a masterpiece of Venus. But I dared not look too long. She subtly pressed down her skirt with her left hand, preventing any glimpse of her cleavage from being seen through this suggestive gesture. She rubbed her right foot against my crotch a few times, and just as I was about to let out a sound of pure pleasure, this alluring little devil swiftly withdrew her leg.
"Was it good?" Her voice was sweet, like the temptation of Satan.
"Yes!"
"Be a good girl, there's something even better!" She pointed to the screen and whispered, "Here it comes..."
On the screen was... a... girls'... changing... room... Holy crap! Holy crap! I don't know how I felt; it was a mix of emotions—anticipation, shame, frustration, anxiety, and confusion—all intertwined. I can't even remember how I agreed to give this wretched little devil the security cameras that were originally meant for security on campus. She somehow learned how to install them without any instruction and quietly installed them in…
the girls' changing room. This meant… I could see as many of those dove-like girls' bodies as I wanted?
After overcoming my fear, another instinct began to take over.
I swallowed hard, shakily pulled up a stool, and sat down next to Zhu Ke'er.
"Look at you, so lecherous!" Ke'er glanced at me sideways, saying disdainfully.
How could I not be lecherous? How long had it been since I'd seen a real girl's body?
Ah, the girls were starting to come in. After-school swimming lessons were a special feature of our school. I used to envy our swimming coach, Mr. Luo, so much for his ability to get so close to the lovely girls in the pool—physical contact… Ah! Just thinking about it was infuriating!
But not anymore… The locker room is mine now! I've taken over the entire girls' locker room!
My eyes lit up as I watched one daisy after another shed their cute school uniforms, revealing their pure white underwear, and then… then a feast for the eyes, the naked, snow-white bodies of middle school girls appearing on the screen. A riot of colors! A dazzling array! A vibrant, sensual spectacle! A whole host of idioms I don't usually use suddenly popped into my head.
This… isn't it amazing? Girls these days are developing… truly breathtaking! All my previous anxieties had vanished without a trace. Suddenly, I felt like my eyes couldn't take it all in. Even with my eyes wide open, I couldn't see everything on the computer screen.
"This...this is X-Tong, she's your task for today. Hmph, how dare you threaten me? I'll give you a close-up later, let's see if you're still so arrogant!" Ke'er said aggressively, tapping her finger on the screen.
I looked over and saw a girl of medium height with a ponytail. She had just taken off her clothes and was removing her bra, revealing a slender waist, a pert and shapely bottom, and above that, a pair of large, round breasts, at least a C-cup, with pink nipples that trembled slightly.
"Damn, this X-Tong is quite well-endowed, no wonder...hmph, no wonder she dared to mess with me!" Ke'er was indignant, clearly annoyed that X-Tong, who had always been her adversary, possessed breasts that she couldn't yet have.
I could only feel drool trickling from the corner of my mouth. I tried to control the curve of my lips, but I couldn't. Ever since I saw that so-called X-Tong's naked body, my mind had been reeling. The astonishment was no less than when I first saw Ke'er's breathtaking view under her skirt.
Then, the little girl kicked the stool I was sitting on to the ground. "Look at you, you pig!" Ke'er stomped on the floor. "So what...so what...have breasts...that's all! Do you have to make that face?"
Do I have to? How long has it been since I've seen real young girl's breasts? Even through the screen, I could still vaguely feel that God-given roundness and softness.
Did I hear wrong? I thought there was a hint of jealousy in Ke'er's voice. "Hmph...you men! This...this level...in two years...I...I'll have them too!"
As she spoke, she gently pressed her still-unresponsive chest with both hands, a hint of shyness flashing across her fair and beautiful face.
"This little devil can be shy? This is the first time I've seen her shy in a month." I came to my senses. X-Tong's figure was only considered good among her peers. Compared to the ugly girl I went on a blind date with last month, the difference was immeasurable. However, in order to enjoy watching this little devil beauty get jealous, I deliberately said, "Not necessarily... Although X-Tong's looks are not half as good as Ke'er's, her breasts...
are big and round..."
I tried to use a worldly voice to show that I had seen countless women. Ke'er rolled her eyes and saw through my intentions with one sentence: "How many have you seen, you shut-in? This... is this considered big? Hmph, if you ask me, it's only average. I will definitely surpass her in the future!"
I responded with a "hmm". On the screen, X-Tong was already wearing her swimsuit. The school's standard girls' swimsuit looked a size too small on her. Her full, pert buttocks, like two juicy halves of a honeycomb, peeked out from the sides of her swim trunks. Her large breasts, though barely contained within the swimsuit, bulged out in an exaggerated curve, as if about to burst from the fabric.
Perhaps I was so focused on X-Tong that I casually gave Ke'er a perfunctory answer, which angered her. She abruptly turned off the screen and shouted, "You don't believe me?"
"Don't believe what?" I was a little confused.
"Don't...don't believe my...my breasts...will be bigger than hers in the future?"
The fact that such a cute and charming girl would utter such a vulgar word as "breasts" aroused me greatly. I nodded, then shook my head.
"I will definitely surpass hers in the future, hmph, you'll believe me once you see my mother," the little girl suddenly said.
"What? Mother?" I asked.
She glared at me as if she'd let something slip, then kicked me again: "Nothing...you...
you big pervert!"
I was used to being kicked, so I just chuckled and didn't care.
Ke'er took a deep breath and turned on the screen again: "I won't stoop to your level, hurry up...get the close-up of X-Tong done, tomorrow I...hehe, I'm going to tease her properly, hee...I really want to see her expression then! Hahahaha!"
This little monster! Her emotions fluctuate so quickly! I wonder who gave birth to her?
Another half hour passed, and under the supervision of the "invincible youthful beauty," I suppressed my growing desire and re-edited the video I had just recorded, removing any other girls from the frame—after all, I couldn't let innocent bystanders get involved! Ke'er was mischievous, but she still had some sense of propriety. She also added extremely tacky background music to the video, making it seem like she was determined to completely destroy X-Tong!
Finally, I reluctantly licked my lips, watching as the little girl skillfully transferred my completed "work" to her own USB drive. What's worse, she ruthlessly deleted the original files from her computer.
Ignoring my protests, Zhu Ke'er declared she couldn't tolerate my lecherous staring at X-Tong's chest and resolutely deleted the backup from her computer. How heartless!
"Hmph, I'll remove the hidden camera tomorrow too, so you don't harm other innocent girls..." the little girl declared finally.
Who harmed anyone? Today, you were clearly the mastermind; I was just an accomplice. This kind of capricious girl will surely become a femme fatale, bewitching all.
After completing today's task, Zhu Ke'er was smug. It was almost 7 PM; the two of them had actually been "working" on empty stomachs for two whole hours.
We waved goodbye at the school gate. Her family must be well-off, because I never saw her use any other mode of transportation; it was always a black Audi A8 parked at the intersection, and she would skip and hop over to it. It was a little late today, but that car was still there. I looked up, and an indescribable sense of loss suddenly welled up inside me
. "By the way, I'll return those shoujo manga you had last time. It's not safe to keep them in my bag every day; if someone sees them, they'll think I'm a pervert!" Ke'er suddenly turned around.
Oh… those adult manga she snatched from my bag! Well, without X-Tong's nude photos, I can only find solace in two-dimensional manga at night.
I absentmindedly replied "okay," when I suddenly heard a strange sound approaching from afar. A car sped past, turning right at the intersection where we were. Ke'er and I were on the crosswalk when the car came hurtling towards us without slowing down. I cursed under my breath, took a half-step back, thinking it was pointless to bother with such a heartless driver.
But something was wrong… Ke'er didn't move. The usually quick-witted Ke'er seemed frozen in place, her eyes wide open, empty—filled only with a startling sense of bewilderment. What was going on?
She neither moved forward nor backward, abnormally frozen in place. 'Even a mentally challenged child should know to dodge, why isn't she?' That was all I could think of, because everything happened so fast, in a flash. I stepped forward—God knows why I did that—taking a huge risk, and then I pushed her away with all my might. Then a piercing pain shot through my right arm, but it didn't hurt.
Why didn't it hurt? Later I learned it was because I had fainted; I didn't have time to feel pain.
In my last conscious thought, I heard a mournful female voice calling out from afar, seemingly from the parked A8.
The car door opened, and I lost consciousness.
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