NIP #400 - The student council president is actually a cat-eared maid? I'm going to spend a lot of
#400 - The student council president is actually a cat-eared maid? I'm going to spend a lot of
After that, Little Dumpling was thoroughly defeated by Yang Zihan.
……
After the match, Yang Zihan handed Little Dumpling a bottle of liniment and said coldly:
"Here, apply it yourself. Apply it wherever it hurts."
Just then, that muscular hunk licked his lips and approached:
"Bro, if you can't reach, I can help you apply it."
At that moment, Yang Zihan secretly handed Little Dumpling a book.
Little Dumpling blankly held up the book, which was titled "The Straight Man Cultivation Manual."
The muscular hunk sighed regretfully:
"Tsk, turns out he's a straight man."
And turned to leave.
Little Dumpling applied the medicine to himself while curiously asking:
"Yang Zihan, why did you have to fight me?"
"Because, if I didn't try, I'd be worried."
"Hmm? Worried about what?"
Yang Zihan smiled mysteriously: "Worried... that you'd be beaten to death by the blind date my dad introduces. His name is Ye Tai, and he's a Sanda champion. Plus, he has a fiery temper. Once he finds out that you're my boyfriend, he'll definitely come after you."
Little Dumpling was stunned: Good heavens, Ye Tai? Is that a fusion of Ip Man and Tyson?
He complained, "You should have told me this very important information before you beat me up, right?"
Yang Zihan spread her hands, smiling mischievously: "Too late, the deed is done. Everyone in the fighting circle knows you're my boyfriend now."
Afterward, Yang Zihan took Little Dumpling back to his apartment.
She took off her coat as if she owned the place: "Where's your bathroom? I want to use it."
Little Dumpling pointed in a direction.
Just as Yang Zihan entered the bathroom, Yuko skipped in, carrying two boxes of pizza.
"Little Dumpling, I saw I was free today, so I ordered two pizzas. Let's eat them together?"
Crap, your timing couldn't be worse!
Little Dumpling smiled guiltily:
"Um... I'm not hungry, thanks."
Suddenly, Yuko stepped into the room, pointed at the sofa, and questioned, "Why are there strange women's clothes in your house? These don't belong to Elena or Natasha. Tell me, who's here?!"
Just then, Yang Zihan came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, saying to herself:
"I was sweating too much, so I took a quick shower. Feels great. Hey, you don't mind if I use your towel, do you...?"
Halfway through her sentence, the two girls instantly met each other's eyes, staring at each other, stunned.
Yuko looked at Little Dumpling angrily: "Good grief, you've brought another strange girl home. How many is this now?"
Yang Zihan raised her eyebrows: "Heh, a girl I've never seen before. Tell me, you gigolo, how many girls have you hooked up with that I don't know about?"
The audience in the live stream was amused: "It's over, it's over. If the streamer keeps juggling so many lines, the fishpond is going to explode."
G-jiang calmly said: "What's the rush? What's the rush? Watch me work my magic!"
……
Afterward, the two girls sat together at the dining table, looking at Little Dumpling.
Yang Zihan asked in an interrogative tone: "Little Dumpling, who is she? Introduce her."
Little Dumpling said expressionlessly: "Oh, this is Yang Zihan, and this is Yuko."
Yuko frowned: "That's too perfunctory, isn't it?"
Yang Zihan nodded, resting her chin on her hand with a cold smile: "Yeah, is that all we want to know, just each other's names?"
[Option 1: The pizza is getting cold, let's eat it first]
[Option 2: Don't you have a mouth? Ask yourself!]
G-jiang suddenly wondered: "What would happen if I chose the second option?"
The audience in the live stream dissuaded him one after another: "I advise you not to. Cherish your account. We don't want to see the ending so soon!"
With that, Little Dumpling picked up a slice of pizza with one hand, then smiled at the girls:
"Come on, let's not talk about those unhappy things. I'll feed you, open your mouth, ah—"
The two girls were amused by Little Dumpling's appearance and giggled, each picking up a slice of pizza to eat.
……
After the meal, the two girls still looked at each other with hostile eyes, sitting on the sofa without saying a word.
Little Dumpling sat between them, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, sweating profusely.
He pretended to glance at the clock and said, "Well, I'm a little sleepy. You two should hurry up and go back to rest."
Yang Zihan sneered at Yuko: "Did you hear that? He said he's sleepy. Aren't you leaving yet?"
Yuko rolled her eyes at her and retorted immediately: "I live right across from him. You're the one who should leave first."
Yang Zihan folded her arms and looked at Little Dumpling angrily:
"Little Dumpling, who do you think should leave?"
[Option 1: Keep Yuko]
[Option 2: Keep Yang Zihan]
[Option 3: Should I leave, then?]
G-jiang didn't want to offend anyone, so he had to choose the third option.
"How about this? Don't any of you leave. I'll leave. There's food in the fridge, help yourselves."
With that, Little Dumpling slipped away.
……
After leaving his own home, the oppressive feeling that had been clinging to him finally disappeared completely.
Little Dumpling breathed a sigh of relief.
Raising fish is indeed much harder than I imagined!
After returning to school, Little Dumpling secretly looked around.
He hadn't answered Jessica's calls all day. He hoped he wouldn't run into her. He had to hurry to class!
Little Dumpling looked around suspiciously under the teaching building. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly received a call from Jessica.
Jessica, who was not far away, found him directly by following the sound of the phone.
"Little Dumpling, why aren't you replying to messages or answering the phone?"
Jessica walked over with her hands on her hips.
"Senior, look, there's a meteor shower in the sky!"
Jessica sneered: "Okay, okay, save it. Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Go, go wipe the school bulletin board clean. It has to be spotless!"
After Jessica finished speaking, she turned and left triumphantly.
With a snap, something like a card fell out of her pocket, but she didn't notice it at all.
Little Dumpling bent down and picked up the thing that had fallen on the ground. He was immediately shocked—
He saw that this seemed to be an employee badge from a store, and the photo on the badge was of Jessica!
She was wearing a sexy and seductive cat-eared maid outfit, with a charming expression, and next to it was printed her stage name: "Felicia."
"Cat Cafe, huh?"
Little Dumpling had a wicked smile on his face.
Student Council President, it seems I've caught you doing something amazing!
……
The next day, Little Dumpling followed the address on the employee badge and found the "Fantasyland Cafe" located in the commercial street north of the academy city.
The maid in charge of reception at the door smiled with a squeaky voice:
"Welcome, Master, to Fantasyland Cafe, meow. We are a cosplay cafe with kemonomimi maids as the theme. Master can choose your favorite young lady to accompany you, meow. You can eat or play games here."
"Although the price is a bit expensive, if Master enjoys it seriously, you will understand that it is all worth it, meow!"
The receptionist led Little Dumpling to a private room.
The entire room was decorated in pink, cute colors, and the lights also revealed a hint of mysterious seduction.
Little Dumpling looked at the maid photos on the wall and asked directly: "Do you have someone here named Felicia?"
"Yes, we do, meow, but Miss Felicia is not very popular, meow. You can also choose some of the more popular ones, meow."
With that, the receptionist pointed to the wall.
Below each signature maid's photo, there were love messages posted by customers, but below Felicia's photo, there was nothing.
"I want Felicia. Call her over, meow."
……
A few minutes later, Student Council President Jessica walked in wearing a sexy and alluring maid outfit.
Accompanied by cheerful music, Jessica's delicate and flawless profile first came into view. Her golden hair was held in place by a pair of cat-ear hair clips, and the fluffy, soft strands swayed slightly with her steps.
Jessica turned around, her eyes glazed and with a hint of seductive mystery, a charming smile on her lips, and her cheeks delicately flushed, setting off the delicate luster of her fair skin.
Looking down, a sleeveless, deep blue maid outfit wrapped around her graceful figure. The lace neckline at the chest just covered her alluring cleavage, and the overly short skirt fluttered slightly with each step, occasionally revealing a glimpse of the fair skin of her thighs.
Finally, there were those beautiful legs wrapped in black silk, slender and straight, as fair and beautiful as fine porcelain. Paired with a pair of delicate cat-claw high heels, whether walking or standing still, they showed an incomparable charm.
"Master, I am Felicia, meow. What would you like to order, meow?" Jessica said in a coquettish voice, and the forward-protruding things made people breathless as she bent down.
Halfway through her sentence, Jessica saw that the other person was Little Dumpling and was immediately stunned.
Her expression changed unpredictably, and a strange sense of shame flashed across her face, but in the end, she pretended to be calm, her voice trembling:
"Hello, I... I'm Felicia, meow~"
Little Dumpling had a wicked smile on his face and said loudly: "Student Council President Jessica? What are you doing here?"
A look of panic appeared on Jessica's face, but she still pretended to be calm:
"Master, you've mistaken me, meow. I'm Felicia, meow. What would you like to drink?"
Oh? You're going to play repeater with me, huh?
Little Dumpling sat on the sofa triumphantly, crossed his legs, and waved his hand: "Does such a simple thing require Master to bother? You take care of it."
The audience in the live stream was amused: "Good grief, the tables have turned!"
Veins popped out on Jessica's forehead, but she quickly calmed down.
"Okay, Master, I'll go get it now, meow."
A moment later, Jessica walked in carrying coffee.
When Jessica bent her slender waist, leaning forward to place the coffee, her figure naturally stood out.
The short maid skirt fluttered with her movements, vaguely revealing the fair and rounded thighs.
The cleavage was almost completely exposed at this time, the deep and alluring ravine was fully visible at the neckline.
She held this position for a moment, as if time had stopped. Little Dumpling couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear of missing this beautiful glimpse. The gauze-like black silk tightly wrapped her straight and slender legs, every inch of muscle was perfectly displayed, it was simply the best annotation for an aggressive beauty.
The whole picture, still but surging, pure but hot and seductive, is undoubtedly the most deadly visual feast. If it weren't for the limitations of the occasion, just this one turning and sitting action would be enough to make people's minds wander and their blood boil.
"Master, here's your coffee, 200 yuan, meow. Please enjoy, Master."
"200?! That's robbery?!" Little Dumpling was stunned.
You good-for-nothing Jessica, you're using your position to retaliate against me!
Little Dumpling raised his hand directly: "Stop! Felicia, come sit next to me, meow. Aren't you supposed to accompany me, meow?"
[Option 1: This coffee is too heavy to hold, feed me!]
[Option 2: Invite Felicia to join my girlfriend squad]
[Option 3: My shoulders are so sore, give me a massage.]
Little Dumpling pretended that he couldn't hold the coffee and asked Felicia to help him feed him.
"This coffee is so heavy, Miss Felicia, can you feed me, meow?"
Jessica's expression changed, she pretended to be calm, and continued to play cute:
"How could it be, Master, this coffee is so light, meow!"
Little Dumpling rubbed his shoulders and sighed: "There's no way, your master was tortured and tired all afternoon, and I can't even lift my hands, meow. You... don't you want to feed me, meow?"
Little Dumpling raised his eyebrows and shouted at the door: "Hey, boss, your employees here don't want to cooperate..."
Jessica bit her lip and quickly organized: "Hey, wait a minute, meow!"
Her face was full of shame, and she finally made up her mind, holding the coffee on the table, and holding the coffee in front of Little Dumpling with both hands.
Little Dumpling continued to smile badly: "Feed me with a spoon, people of elegance use spoons, meow."
There was no way, Felicia had to feed Little Dumpling spoonful by spoonful.
Between her holding the delicate porcelain cup, the handle of the spoon gently turned between her slender fingers.
Whenever the spoon handle turned in the direction of Little Dumpling, she turned her head slightly, as if avoiding something. Those talking eyes were now shining with shy light, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
As a central figure in the student council, Jessica usually has an aura of dignity. But at this moment, she was forced to serve Little Dumpling in such an almost ambiguous posture, showing unprecedented shyness and unease both inside and out!
Little Dumpling's eyes wandered over her graceful body, as if to imprint this contradictory scene in his mind.
"You try the temperature for me first, see if it's hot, meow."
"Okay, Master, meow."
When the spoon left Jessica's lips, a crystal clear liquid dripped from her sexy lips, leaving an erotic stain on her fair skin.
She unconsciously wiped it away with the back of her hand, and immediately retracted her hand after discovering Little Dumpling's staring gaze.
"Okay, feed me, meow."
Her hands trembled slightly as she held up the porcelain cup, the spoon stirring gently in the cup, making a crisp tinkling sound. Whenever she was about to bring the spoon to Little Dumpling's mouth, she would turn her head unnaturally, for fear of witnessing this embarrassing scene.
"What are you hesitating for, meow?"
When the little dumpling deliberately opened his mouth slightly, Jessica bit her lower lip and slowly brought the spoon to his mouth. That moment of intimate closeness made her cheeks flush red, and she quickly pulled the spoon away.
However, she soon seemed to get used to this strange experience of contrast, and her movements gradually became skilled and natural.