Chapter 118 116. Male or Female or Futanari?
An Han lowered his head and glanced at the brick not far away, then raised it again to look at Su Peng, who was still clueless, his face full of concern.
He was so angry that he laughed.
Die! Su Peng!
Although he was furious, he still kept his rationality. He didn’t pick up the brick, but instead rushed forward angrily, kicked Su Peng in the calf, then punched him in the chest, cursing nonstop with colorful language: “Are you sick?! Are you sick?! Damn it! Screw you!”
“What’s wrong with you?” Su Peng staggered back several steps from the blows.
He couldn’t figure out what was going on; all he knew was that An Han had suddenly had an emotional breakdown.
It didn’t really hurt that much—An Han hadn’t used much force. He was just venting his emotions on him.
Su Peng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly reached out and pulled An Han, who was right in front of him, into his arms, trying to comfort him. “It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m here.”
The just-now frantic An Han instantly went quiet.
The heart that had always lacked a sense of security was wrapped in heat and warmth at that moment. The hoarse, low male voice seemed to have some kind of magic, smoothing out his violent emotions.
An Han trembled as he lifted his head. His eyes were red, tears swirling in their corners.
Okay my ass! You don’t know shit!
He cursed inwardly, but the flames of anger had already been extinguished by Su Peng’s actions.
Su Peng didn’t know anything—he was just a pervert who liked pretty people regardless of gender…
An Han brushed Su Peng’s arms away, found the nearest bench, and sat down. He lowered his head, resting his arms on his knees, letting his hanging hair hide his expression.
“Let me calm down. Sorry.”
“You should go out first. I want to think.”
Su Peng didn’t say much, turned around, and left the small garden.
After his emotions gradually settled, An Han finally had the mental space to check the system notification from earlier.
【Congratulations, affection level has met the requirement. Conditions fulfilled.
Main quest: Please choose carefully; this will affect your gender.
Option 1: Reduce Su Peng’s and Long Xing’s affection to below 80.
Reward: Restore to male; item side effects removed.
Option 2: Go on a date with Su Peng and kiss him.
Reward: Become a true female.
Option 3: Remain unchanged.
Reward: Futanari.】
The emotions An Han had just calmed down flared up again. He covered his face with one hand, completely speechless.
He had long suspected it, but the system could really turn him into a woman—and it even gave him a chance to revert…
Am I supposed to be grateful that you’re merciful enough to let me keep being a man?
His gaze moved downward.
【No need to choose. Outcome will be determined by behavior. Quest countdown: eight hours.】
This quest actually had a time limit.
And it was essentially three quests at once—though it seemed only one could be completed.
If he wanted to become a futanari, then he would do nothing at all: not lower affection, not kiss Su Peng, do absolutely nothing. Eight hours later, he’d become a futanari…
So is a futanari a hermaphrodite, or is it like my current state?
An Han glanced down at his chest, then shifted his gaze to the second option.
The word “kiss” wouldn’t feel strange at all if it appeared in any heterosexual romance novel, but when it involved him and Su Peng, heat rushed straight to his head. Embarrassment turned his mind into mush, to the point that an utterly outrageous question popped up:
What if I kiss Su Peng and then lower his and Long Xing’s affection below eighty?
There was no answer—or rather, it was impossible to do.
“Damn it, it’s all Su Peng’s fault!”
Only eight hours…
Clearly, staying the same was the easiest option, but futanari… no matter how he thought about it, it felt too weird. He’d rather be a normal girl!
“Is something wrong with Su Peng’s brain?! It was just a simple conversation, just telling him I wasn’t planning to participate in the competition!”
“Why did his affection for me suddenly go up?!”
An Han collapsed, clawing at his own hair. After a long while, he finally lowered his head again, unsure of what to do next.
His hair fell down—after not cutting it for months, once straightened it was already long enough to cover his eyes.
He’d originally planned to get a haircut off campus soon, but now it seemed very likely unnecessary.
Unless he could complete quest one.
But that was way too hard! Lowering two people’s affection below eighty—within eight hours!
If it were doable, he’d have done it already! He’d tried many times before, but every attempt just made their affection skyrocket instead!
Why doesn’t this shitty system just let me beat them to death directly?!
The broadcast switched to soft music. An Han raised his head and only then realized that the morning sports meet had already ended.
Dragging his exhausted body, he headed toward the dormitory building. As soon as he left the small garden, he spotted Su Peng not far away, still watching him, clearly not having gone far.
He had to admit, Su Peng was actually pretty handsome… Kissing him once to finish the quest might even mean I’m getting the better deal?
The thought flashed through his mind. An Han raised his hand in a sort of greeting—then his arm froze in midair.
These strange thoughts were appearing more and more often!
The last time something similar happened was when he’d been affected by Su Peng’s hormones. This time, he’d only looked at him from afar.
Affection definitely isn’t just Su Peng’s one-sided liking! Or rather, does Su Peng’s increased affection also affect how much I like him?
An Han didn’t dare look at Su Peng anymore. Just then, his three roommates happened to be leaving the track together, so he hurried over to them.
Right now, the more he looked at Long Xing, the more pleasing he seemed.
At least Long Xing wouldn’t give him the urge to like men.
“Brother Long, going to the cafeteria?”
“I already ordered takeout,” Long Xing muttered as he looked at An Han. He paused, then asked, “Bad mood?”
“Not at all~”
An Han smiled and quickened his pace, walking ahead of Long Xing so the other couldn’t see his face.
When he got back to the dorm to rest, he’d need to seriously think about what choice to make next, and how to plan completing the quest.
He was mentally exhausted and even had the urge to give up—but a gender like futanari just felt too bizarre no matter how he thought about it…
“Xiao Han, you have a competition this afternoon, right?”
“I’ll see how it goes.”
When Su Peng’s affection for him was at ninety-nine, An Han had planned to skip the competition. But now that it was a full hundred, whether he participated or not didn’t really make any difference in terms of affection.
The only difference was whether he should actively work against the quest.
Or maybe he should completely forget about the competition and focus on choosing his gender…
“Brother Long,” he turned his head and asked, “do you think it’s better to be a man or a woman?”
“Huh?” Long Xing hadn’t expected such a strange question.
Chen Junjie, who was next to him, chimed in instead: “Definitely a woman! Think about it—when you get married, there’s bride price, buying a house, buying a car. Isn’t it all on us? At least a million, easy. Women don’t have that kind of pressure.”
“Where I’m from, the bride price alone is at least thirty or forty thousand! Damn it, at this rate I won’t be able to get married in this lifetime! Inflated prices!”
Chen Junjie’s crude words made An Han frown unconsciously.
“You’ve spent too much time online,” he said, resisting the urge to kick him, turning his head aside as he retorted. “It’s not that outrageous in real life.”
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