Volume 1 Chapter 18: Change

“Ugh…”

Wen Yang got out of the car with a tired sigh and looked up at the front gate of the university. His face was full of helplessness and confusion.

He had gone to the bar hoping to experience something new, maybe broaden his horizons a little. But the atmosphere didn’t suit him at all—and those overly enthusiastic twin sisters had scared him off completely. He’d thought maybe tonight would be the night for a lucky encounter, but in the end, he was still just a timid, horny virgin who couldn’t handle the heat.

For some reason, sneaking off to the bar without telling Ning Chu left him with a weird sense of guilt, like he’d done something terribly wrong.

Dragging his feet as he walked through the campus, Wen Yang stopped by the laundry room to grab their washed clothes before finally pushing open the dorm room door.

As soon as he stepped in, the first thing he saw was a pair of sparkling eyes full of joy and surprise turning to look at him.

“Wen Yang!” Ning Chu leapt up from his chair, but quickly hushed his voice as he tiptoed and glanced toward Wang Jie’s bed. “He’s asleep—keep your voice down. And don’t turn on the light.”

“Got it.”

Wen Yang set the laundry bucket down, about to say something, but Ning Chu had already rushed over to grab it from him, heading straight for the balcony to hang the clothes.

Wen Yang grabbed a few hangers and followed. “When I saw your call, I thought something serious had happened.”

“Nah. I just wanted you to grab the laundry,” Ning Chu replied casually as he bent down to hang the clothes, working diligently.

Wen Yang moved to help, but found there wasn’t any room to squeeze in next to him, so he leaned against the railing, quietly watching Ning Chu’s busy figure.

Hmm… when Ning Chu squatted down, his perky little butt was totally hugged by those tight shorts.

And when he tiptoed to hang clothes up high, his shirt lifted slightly, revealing a sliver of fair, smooth waist—and a glimpse of a small, cute belly button.

Wen Yang quickly looked away.

“Was the bar fun?” Ning Chu asked with a teasing smile. “I bet you had girls hanging all over you?”

Why did that question sound kind of… passive-aggressive?

Wen Yang nodded honestly.

“And yet you came back?” Ning Chu asked.

Wen Yang rushed to defend himself. “I think they were just there to push drinks! And I’m not that kind of guy!”

Yeah, well… the novel doesn’t show you being all that picky.

Basically, as long as it was a pretty girl, you were ready to go. You had quite the player streak.

Good thing you’re still a virgin now.

And thank god I was too shy back when I first started writing this novel to make Wen Yang some heartless playboy from the beginning.

Ning Chu muttered all this to himself internally. As he tiptoed up to hang another shirt, he noticed Wen Yang’s eyes resting on his chest.

He froze for a second and looked down.

His chest, though slim overall, had a noticeable curve under the fabric.

“Chest muscle,” he explained calmly, then continued hanging the clothes.

“Huh? Oh—” Wen Yang fumbled, caught off guard by Ning Chu calling it out first. He quickly averted his gaze, but a few seconds later, his eyes wandered back.

To be honest… it didn’t look like chest muscle at all.

The silky material of the sleepwear clung to the body, only barely outlining a soft curve.

Being alone with Ning Chu on the balcony, Wen Yang thought he caught a faint whiff of the light fragrance that always lingered on him.

His curiosity got the better of him.

“…Is it bigger than before?” he asked.

Ning Chu’s hand trembled mid-motion. The smile on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a dark expression. He stopped what he was doing and lowered his head to examine himself.

Seriously… he had just showered earlier and looked at himself in the mirror, but now—just a few hours later—there was an obvious difference in his chest.

Now, it’s about the size of a small steamed bun.

If he were wearing normal clothes, it might not have stood out. But in his thin, snug-fitting sleepwear, it was painfully obvious.

“What’s wrong?” Wen Yang asked, noticing the sudden shift in atmosphere and realizing he might’ve said the wrong thing.

“…Nothing,” Ning Chu replied with a flat tone.

He looked up and forced a faint smile as he finished hanging the last two pieces of clothing.

Well, if there’s a silver lining… maybe this happened because he once again successfully blocked Wen Yang’s lewd storyline!

Some god—one who clearly couldn’t stand to see him doing well—had once again cursed him with divine punishment! Trying to force him to become a girl faster, to break his will and make him surrender!

As if that was going to happen!

Even if he did turn into a girl, it was still better than going along with the plot and becoming some passive “male bottom” like the story wanted him to.

“Here, your bucket,” Ning Chu said, handing the laundry bucket to Wen Yang before quickly heading into the bathroom and locking the door behind him.

The moment the lock clicked, a wave of sour emotion surged up and stung his nose.

He took several deep breaths, trying to push down the lump in his throat before biting his lip and starting to inspect the changes to his body.

The most obvious one: his pajama pants.

They had originally fit him comfortably, but at some point, they’d become too tight—especially around the butt. It pinched and tugged in uncomfortable ways.

His chest had also gotten a bit more sensitive. The faint ache there had definitely intensified.

The rest of his body hadn’t changed much, thankfully.

“…Okay, not too bad,” Ning Chu whispered to himself with a sigh of relief. “At least I didn’t get the stomach cramps this time.”

What he feared most was this: Wen Yang losing his virginity, Zhang Shaoqing turning yandere… and then his own body suddenly turning female.

If that happened, he'd become the literal female supporting character from his story. The plot would unfold exactly as written—him being pinned down and ravaged by the two.

With his petite 160 cm frame, those two wouldn’t even need to try that hard. Once they had him, there’d be no escape…

It was terrifying.

Far scarier than simply turning into a woman.

This thought once again solidified his resolve: Wen Yang must stay a virgin.

After pulling himself together and getting dressed, Ning Chu returned to the dorm room. All traces of his earlier emotions had been wiped away. The moment he saw Wen Yang, he lit up with that familiar eager-to-please smile.

“Wen Yang, are you busy this weekend?” he asked casually, like he hadn’t just been mentally spiraling in the bathroom.

Wen Yang, seated in front of his computer, nodded without thinking. “Mm. Tomorrow morning, a fox girl from the class next door asked me to go see a movie. Then in the afternoon, the café owner off-campus wants me to come try a new dessert.”

—You’re really booked, huh?

Ning Chu’s smile froze.

They had just avoided a disaster with the bar storyline, and now this guy had already lined up two more sketchy female interactions?

You call that seeing a movie? Trying new desserts? Have a little shame!

Ning Chu’s face turned red with frustration, his lips pressed into a thin line. He glared at Wen Yang like he was trying to kill him with eye contact.

Wen Yang, oblivious, continued, “Then the day after tomorrow, there’s this succubus senior from the art department who—”

He turned to glance at Ning Chu mid-sentence… only to see him standing with arms crossed, his earlier sweet smile completely gone. His eyes were watery, his cheeks flushed with barely contained frustration and grievance.

That look hit Wen Yang like a guilt trip straight to the chest. He suddenly felt like he’d done something wrong, like he’d really let Ning Chu down.

His words came out awkward and hesitant. “Uh… you got plans these next two days?”

“Yes!” Ning Chu snapped instantly.

“But I already made plans ahead of time,” Wen Yang said with a touch of discomfort. “They were really pushy…”

You mean thirsty, Ning Chu thought bitterly.

Ning Chu narrowed his eyes. “So what, casting a wide net now?”

“They were just really enthusiastic, and it felt rude to say no…”

Honestly, it made sense. As the protagonist of a hentai webnovel, Wen Yang was naturally popular with girls. And let’s face it—when girls make the first move like that, most guys would agree to go out with them, at least once.

Suddenly, Ning Chu realized the problem wasn’t with Wen Yang.

The real problem… was all these shameless, thirsty b*tches!