Chapter 89: Explode, You Joyful People!!
Chapter 89: Explode, You Joyful People!!
The cashier thought he’d misheard and asked again, “How many did you say?”
Fang Cheng grinned. “Ten boxes. You heard right.”
The cashier turned to fetch them, grumbling internally that even wholesalers ordered less. Were they planning to make balloon animals?
When he brought the boxes, Fang Cheng glanced and tossed them back. “Too small. Give me the largest size.”
The cashier: “…”
He’d grabbed his own size, never expecting this silent humiliation.
After replacing them with maximum-sized boxes, the cashier saw Ye Yuqing wandering in with hands behind her back. “What’re you buying?”
His eyes darted between her face and chest.
Bitter resentment flooded his heart like he’d swallowed vats of vinegar. Here he was working night shifts without ever touching a girl’s hand, while this punk brought a busty beauty to buy ten boxes of small umbrellas.
Explode, you joyful people!!!
Noticing the cashier’s jealous gaze, Fang Cheng smiled while paying. “Getting small umbrellas,” he answered Ye Yuqing.
Ye Yuqing turned red as a baboon’s rear, yelling “Why buy those?!”
“Didn’t you suggest playing games together?” Fang Cheng tilted his head. “Shouldn’t we avoid accidental consequences?”
She recalled her earlier words, stammering “B-but why s-so many?!”
“We’ll blow them into balloons,” Fang Cheng shrugged.
Ye Yuqing: (°ー°〃)
Watching Fang Cheng drag away the crimson-faced girl, the cashier decided life wasn’t worth living anymore.
Another fresh melon would soon endure precise strikes, relentless thrusts, and unyielding grips. Envy gnawed at him until he texted his longtime crush: “Yumi, I’ve loved you for years. Date me?”
Instant reply: “You’re too nice.”
Cashier: ┭┮﹏┭┮
…Plum Blossom Falls…
In the love hotel suite, Ye Yuqing sat frozen while Fang Cheng showered.
This wasn’t supposed to happen! She’d briefly considered offering her first time during emotional turmoil, but regained calmness. Yet this bastard bought protection and brought her here after acting disinterested!
She suddenly remembered Fang Cheng’s casual remark about frequently taking girls to hotels for games.
Oh my goodness, could it actually be true?
But thinking about it, it made sense. That bastard was so ridiculously handsome – all he needed was to crook his finger and countless shameless women would throw themselves at him…
He lied about being a virgin too. Total playboy.
Ye Yuqing instinctively hugged her arms tighter, her sense of virtue feeling threatened.
She threw a nervous glance toward the bathroom before quietly rising to her feet. Tiptoeing toward the door, she prepared to make her escape.
Her fingers had just brushed the doorknob when Fang Cheng’s voice rang out behind her. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Ye Yuqing froze. Turning slowly, she saw Fang Cheng emerging from the bathroom.
He wore only a towel around his waist. His bare torso looked sculpted, defined abs and that V-line clear enough to make any girl’s mouth water.
Men liked admiring women’s figures, just as women enjoyed checking out a man’s physique.
Ye Yuqing felt her heartbeat accelerate as warmth flooded her cheeks.
Crossing her arms defensively, she sniffed. “None of your business where I go.”
“Trying to run away?”
“Who do you think you’re looking down on?”
Fang Cheng finished drying his hair and tossed the towel aside. He began advancing toward her.
Panic flashed through Ye Yuqing.
“Stay back!” she warned, voice rising. “Don’t you dare touch me! Ah!”
She scrambled to open the door but Fang Cheng effortlessly scooped her up and threw her onto the bed.
A box of small umbrellas landed beside her. “Open it yourself.”
Ye Yuqing grabbed the box and hurled it at his face. “Get lost!”
Catching it midair, Fang Cheng chuckled as he approached the bed. “You’re the one who wanted to play games. What’s with this attitude now?”
Ye Yuqing scrambled backward until her shoulders hit the headboard. “Get away! I don’t want to play anything with you!”
“Already forgetting your own words?”
“I changed my mind! So what?”
“Changed your mind?” Fang Cheng leaped onto the mattress, ripping open ten boxes of small umbrellas. “Not your call anymore. We play until we use every last one.”
Seeing he meant business, Ye Yuqing shrieked, “Touch me and Akihime will never forgive you!”
Fang Cheng flung something at her. “Less talk. Open it.”
The object bounced off her chest.
Fang Cheng: (。_。)
Clutching her chest protectively, Ye Yuqing shot daggers at him.
He picked up the item and threw it again. This time she caught it, arm drawn back to retaliate – only to realize he’d thrown her own phone.
“Why was my phone in your hand?”
“Just picked it up casually. Do you play mobile games?”
Fang Cheng unwrapped the small umbrellas, grabbed his phone, and launched the LOL-style game he often played. He glanced at her.
Ye Yuqing nodded instinctively. Though Asaka Akihime didn’t play mobile games, she did—and her skills were decent.
“Good. We’ll solo. Whoever loses a round blows up a small umbrella and does fifty sit-ups.”
“Huh?”
Ye Yuqing stared blankly. “This… is your idea of gaming?”
“Got a better one?”
Fang Cheng sent her a duel invite while adding, “Unless you prefer switching to the adult version. I’m game.”
Ye Yuqing: (*￣︿￣)凸
……
The sky remained dark when they returned from the love inn.
Ye Yuqing slid off the motorcycle’s back seat, legs wobbling as she stumbled forward.
Fang Cheng caught her arm, steadying her until they reached the doorstep. He waited as she fumbled for her key.
He dumped her onto the living room sofa. Nothing had changed in Asaka Akihime’s home after half a month.
Ye Yuqing lay sprawled, shooting daggers at him with her gaze.
Her cheeks ached from blowing up ten boxes’ worth of small umbrellas during their all-night gaming session. Her waist and legs screamed from hundreds of sit-ups and squats.
Fang Cheng was a devil—flawless in every solo match, mercilessly enforcing punishments. Worst was his hero pick, that dash-spamming menace. Each kill ended with him flashing emblems over her corpse and spamming question marks on the floor.
She’d nearly challenged him to a real fistfight multiple times.
“Where’s Grandma Matsuda?”
Fang Cheng handed her water. “She still preaching to you?”
“No!”
Ye Yuqing snapped. “Why the concern? Got a grandma fetish?”
“Swap ‘grandma’ for ‘big sister’ and drop the repetition. Then you’d be right.”
Fang Cheng flicked her head and headed out. “Later.”
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She didn’t bother seeing him off. The motorcycle’s engine roared to life before fading into the distance.
Silence reclaimed the house until footsteps creaked from the stairs.
Grandma Matsuda descended, her smile saccharine. “Back so late, Yuqing? Hungry? Let me cook noodles.”
Ye Yuqing hurled her cup’s contents at the old woman’s face.
“Get lost!”
The grandmother’s smile held. “No anger, child. The day of divine descent nears. We’ll enter paradise together. Such a glorious Mirai awaits…”
Ye Yuqing dragged herself upright, ignoring the soreness, and limped toward her room.
The droning voice followed: “Cleansed of original sin, we’ll bask in eternal happiness…”