Chapter 114 112. What Did the System Do to Me Again?!
Would the hotline for reporting organized crime even work on the system?
That damn system has threatened, coerced, and tempted me—and even carried out cosmetic surgery on me against my will! That’s absolutely the behavior of a criminal organization, right?!
The thought flashed through his mind. An Han lifted his head and accepted the voice call on his computer.
Su Peng’s voice came through the speakers from the neighboring dorm. “Hey, can you hear me?”
“You don’t need to ask every time.”
An Han’s tone unconsciously grew a bit cold, but he immediately realized his mistake and quickly switched to a lively voice to cover it up. “Disciple! Follow me down the lane! You support and protect me!”
“Alright!”
Seriously, pretending to be enthusiastic is so tiring.
Before the competition, I absolutely have to maintain Su Peng’s impression of me. I can’t let him sense my coldness again.
But acting like this makes his affection rise more easily…
Only six points left before it reaches one hundred.
An Han recalled the system’s warning from before: “Please keep it below eighty. Exceeding one hundred carries unknown risks.”
When the affection level reached eighty last time, the system triggered an upgrade task. That upgrade seemed to turn the originally rigid system into something far more… maliciously playful.
So if it reaches one hundred, will there be another upgrade task?
These thoughts distracted him during the match. Just three minutes after the game started, he was killed because of a mistake.
“It’s fine. We’ll kill them back later.”
Su Peng comforted him through voice chat.
“Yeah!” An Han immediately pushed aside his chaotic thoughts and focused seriously on playing for the sake of his teammate.
Unfortunately, bad is still bad.
At the fifteen-minute mark, their base exploded.
“This game ended even faster than a ranked match.”
“The other team definitely has smurfs!” An Han said angrily, firmly refusing to admit it was his fault. “Look at that guy! Fifteen kills! Who fed him that hard?!”
“…You did.”
Su Peng paused for a moment before answering quietly.
Just then, the dorm door was suddenly pushed open. An Han didn’t have time to keep arguing and quickly turned toward the doorway.
Ren Chi stood in the hallway with his arms crossed, silently watching him.
An Han instinctively stood up, calming his rapidly pounding heart, and walked over with a bright smile. “Brother Ren~”
As soon as he reached Ren Chi, he got smacked on the back of the head.
It didn’t hurt, but An Han still lowered his head with a wronged expression, rubbing the hem of his clothes with both hands.
“I knew you’d sneak back to the dorm! Can’t you cooperate with my work properly?” Ren Chi scolded him, looking both angry and disappointed.
“I was wrong~”
Seeing his pitiful expression, Ren Chi couldn’t bring himself to say more. He sighed. “We’re on good terms. Don’t make things difficult for me.”
“Mhm!” An Han nodded rapidly.
Seeing that, Ren Chi could only let him go and continued down the hallway to the next dorm, reaching out to push the door open.
Su Peng was still confused about why An Han had suddenly gone silent on voice chat. When he heard the door open and turned his head, he saw the furious counselor glaring at him. In the corner nearby, a small head was quietly poking out, clearly excited to watch the drama.
“Uh—”
“I’ve emphasized again and again that during the sports meet, returning to the dorms is strictly forbidden!”
Ren Chi’s tone was clearly much harsher than when he had just scolded An Han.
The reprimand came down like a storm. Su Peng was completely stunned, having no idea why the counselor was so angry.
“The whole class, and I only caught the two of you! An Han! And you’re still smiling over there! Is this something to be proud of?!”
An Han immediately straightened his face and shook his head hard.
“Get downstairs. Now!”
“Got it!”
He grabbed Su Peng by the wrist and rushed toward the stairs.
……
The sports meet continued smoothly, with students full of youthful energy everywhere on the field.
An Han returned to the class base looking utterly lifeless. He casually found a shaded spot to sit down and let out a long sigh.
I thought Ren Chi would turn a blind eye.
Looks like he really takes this sports meet seriously. That’s understandable—he’s a newly appointed counselor and doesn’t want to make mistakes.
In that case, if I refuse to participate according to the task instructions, Ren Chi’s favorability toward me will definitely drop sharply. Getting permission to live off-campus later will probably become extremely difficult.
An Han looked worriedly at Su Peng, who had sat down beside him.
“Tomorrow’s competition absolutely cannot have any accidents,” he emphasized seriously.
“I don’t know what you’re so worried about.”
Su Peng had just been scolded by Ren Chi, but staying next to a pretty cross-dressing boy and breathing in the faint fragrance coming from An Han quickly soothed his mood.
But then a problem came to mind.
“Why did the counselor only yell at me?”
That question reminded An Han of Su Peng’s aggrieved expression earlier, and he nearly laughed out loud. “Maybe you just look easy to bully?”
After a bit of thought, he smiled and comforted him. “It’s fine. He didn’t say anything too harsh.”
“I was just startled.”
“It’s okay. He’s scariest when he squints his eyes.”
Ever since becoming somewhat familiar with Ren Chi, An Han had rarely seen that smiling, squinty-eyed expression of his.
After their brief chat, An Han leaned back, resting both arms behind his head as he lay down on the concrete. Su Peng almost immediately followed, lying down in the same posture.
An Han closed his eyes. As his mood calmed, the noise of the sports meet gradually faded away, leaving only peace and quiet—and Su Peng lying not far from him.
The faint sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves above, and the subtle, elegant fragrance lingering near his nose made his senses feel unusually sharp.
His mind, which had been tightly strained from constantly resisting the system’s tasks, slowly relaxed. His emotions became increasingly comfortable, mixed with a subtle, non-intense sense of pleasure.
It reminded him of childhood afternoons, napping in a rocking chair.
It wouldn’t be bad to just lie here with Su Peng like this forever… if only he could hold me—
Like a bolt of lightning, An Han suddenly opened his eyes.
What the hell—don’t tell me even my sexual orientation has changed?!
What was I just thinking?!
He panicked, looked at Su Peng, and hurriedly sat upright.
“What’s wrong?” Su Peng asked in confusion, turning to look at An Han’s faintly flushed face.
“I need to pee!”
An Han scrambled up from the ground and dashed toward the restroom at the edge of the field like a rabbit, nearly colliding with a classmate on the way.
“Watch it!”
“I know!”
He shouted back and rushed into the restroom at the fastest speed of his life. He turned on the faucet and splashed cold tap water onto his face.
Slowly exhaling, he lifted his head and looked into the mirror in front of him.
The reflection still showed a soft, rosy flush—delicate, shy, and alluring, like a girl experiencing her first stirrings of love.
“What’s going on?”
“The system didn’t do anything to me!”
“Recently, the only change related to the system is Su Peng’s affection level…”
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