"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Gu Luo placed his backpack into the desk drawer before turning to Shen Yue, who looked unusually listless.
"No..."
Shen Yue shook her head slowly, as if trying to shake off some unpleasant emotion, then forced herself to straighten up, pretending nothing was wrong.
"Did something happen in class?" Gu Luo's confusion deepened at her demeanor, and he lowered his voice to ask, "The atmosphere feels a bit off today."
At this, Shen Yue merely pursed her lips slightly. "...You'll find out soon enough."
Last night, her phone had been bombarded with notifications for the first time—several girls had messaged her one after another, asking about Gu Luo's preferences.
For example, what snacks he liked.
Shen Yue had stared at the messages in a daze, unsure how to respond. In the end, she just repeated the list of snacks she had given him the day before as part of their "friendship fee."
But as soon as the girls heard, they immediately declared they'd be bringing snacks for Gu Luo the next day.
Shen Yue felt her blood pressure spike as she read their replies.
But the messages were already sent—there was no taking them back.
Besides, even if she hadn't said anything, those girls would probably have sent snacks to Gu Luo anyway.
Right then.
Just as Gu Luo was puzzling over the situation, several girls stood up simultaneously. Led by the English class representative, Feng Youqing, they marched toward him like a well-trained squad—each carrying a small bag of snacks.
The moment he saw this, he instantly understood what was happening.
A wry smile tugged at his heart.
This was way too enthusiastic.
"Gu Luo, as the new student in our class, this is our welcome gift for you," Feng Youqing said cheerfully, placing her snacks on his desk with a grin. "We saw how much you enjoyed snacks yesterday, so we decided to make them our gift!"
At the same time, the other girls crowded around, chattering excitedly.
"Yeah, yeah! You have to accept them, Gu Luo!" one girl said, blinking her big eyes expectantly.
"It's our heartfelt gesture," another chimed in.
"I brought chocolates and strawberry cookies—they're super tasty!" A third eagerly showed off the contents of her bag.
"......"
Faced with this lively, overly enthusiastic group, Gu Luo maintained a polite smile while his mind raced for a way to tactfully decline.
After all, the sheer amount of snacks was overwhelming.
But since they'd framed it as a "welcome gift," outright refusal would be awkward.
Left with no choice, Gu Luo smiled gratefully. "Thank you all. I’ll accept them this time."
"Youqing, you’re amazing! Gu Luo actually took them!" A girl excitedly patted Feng Youqing’s shoulder.
"Great! Let’s make feeding Gu Luo a regular thing!"
"Totally! Just thinking about it makes me feel all motherly," another girl gushed, covering her flushed cheeks.
"Pfft—motherly? More like—" The girl paused, then leaned in with a mischievous whisper, "You just wanna devour him!"
"Ah! You’re the worst!" The teased girl turned bright red and playfully swatted at her.
"Hahaha!"
The two dissolved into giggles.
Meanwhile, Gu Luo, surrounded by this flock of chattering girls, could only force a strained smile.
At this proximity, he heard every shameless remark loud and clear—and they weren’t even trying to hide it.
Gu Luo fell silent. He hadn’t expected a charm stat of 9 to have such an exaggerated effect.
What would 10 be like?
If he used a charm boost card to push it to 20, would people literally drop dead from his looks?
The thought was terrifying.
He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Being this handsome did grant some... unconventional advantages.
Take Qu Meimei, for example. Yesterday, he hadn’t bothered replying to her until 10 PM—right before gaming.
And yet, she’d responded instantly.
Not only that, she’d already submitted his club application for him, telling him to just show up the next day.
As if afraid he’d run away.
Then came the endless stream of small talk and over-the-top concern.
Gu Luo, busy gaming, had mostly ignored her.
But instead of getting upset, she’d doubled down—flooding him with even more messages full of warmth and random topics.
He was baffled.
Could looks really influence people this much?
He was only, like, a tiny bit more attractive than 99% of the population.
Guess that research was right—women were seven times more visually driven than men.
At this point, Gu Luo could only resign himself to the absurdity.
Such were the struggles of excessive charm.
"Gu Luo, why so spaced out? Super happy, huh?" Feng Youqing teased, nudging his shoulder with familiar ease.
"Ah..." Gu Luo snapped back to reality. Eyeing the mountain of snacks on his desk, he paused before offering a gentle smile.
"Thank you all so much for the gifts. I’ll make sure to return the kindness."
"But honestly, I don’t eat that many snacks—Shen Yue’s already got me covered."
"Really, though, I appreciate it."
He kept his tone warm and sincere, subtly hinting that future snack deliveries weren’t necessary.
After all, they meant well—rejection required finesse.
Hearing this, Shen Yue—who’d been staring out the window—jolted slightly. The complicated emotions weighing on her instantly brightened.
She straightened up, ears practically perked.
In contrast, the girls’ expressions faltered for a split second. They exchanged glances, smiles dimming briefly before bouncing back.
Gu Luo exchanged a few more polite pleasantries, finally managing—with considerable effort—to usher them back to their seats.
Exhausting.
After stashing the snacks in his drawer and backpack, he turned to Shen Yue, still gazing outside, and grinned playfully.
"What, no friendship fee today?"
At once, Shen Yue whipped around, movements almost frantic, as if desperate to correct the misunderstanding.
She waved her hands, insisting that wasn’t the case, then swiftly pulled out her own stash.
"Today’s got meat floss cake, fruit daifuku, and..."
She rattled off the list like a menu before dumping everything into Gu Luo’s drawer—now officially packed to the brim.
"Thanks." Gu Luo smiled, then pulled a carton of milk from his bag and set it on her desk.
Although it was Luo Shuning's kind gesture, it still needed to be arranged reasonably.
Drinking three bottles of milk a day was clearly a bit excessive.
Even for "nourishing the body," there was no need to go that far.
"Is this for me?" Shen Yue stared blankly at the milk on the table, her eyes filled with surprise and delight.
"Yes, it's a mutual exchange. Though this milk definitely can't compare to the snacks you gave me."
"No, no."
Shen Yue quickly denied the statement, as if afraid Gu Luo would misunderstand her as being ungrateful.
Then she immediately grabbed the milk.
Since childhood, she had always been the one giving snacks to others—rarely did anyone share things with her.
Seeing this, Gu Luo blinked and smiled. "Do you really like milk? Then I'll bring you a bottle every day from now on."
Though it did feel a little wrong to casually pass on the little angel's goodwill to someone else.
But, as they say, there really was no way to drink that much.
Waste was shameful.
"Okay..."
Shen Yue suppressed the emotions welling up inside her and nodded gently, carefully placing the milk in her drawer.
Compared to her initial listlessness, she now seemed full of energy.
Even though it was basically her giving things to Gu Luo one-sidedly, she was still incredibly, overwhelmingly happy.
After all, the other girls didn’t even get the chance to "feed" him.
That secret sense of pride and smugness surged in her heart once again.
Meanwhile, at that very moment...
Situ Wenyao, sitting in the front row, had slumped over his desk, his body trembling slightly.
So good... so damn good.
He had been observing Gu Luo the entire time, imagining himself in Gu Luo's shoes—the handsome transfer student surrounded by adoring girls.
He reveled in the fantasy of being swarmed by girls offering him treats, gracefully declining them, all while basking in the subtle envy of the male classmates.
This feeling... was just too amazing.
The most lethal kind of flex was the subtle one.
In his heart, Situ Wenyao had already enshrined Gu Luo as the grandmaster of the flex game.
He felt he was still too inexperienced in the art of flexing—there was still a long way to go.
But as long as he kept imagining himself as Gu Luo, he could slowly grasp his techniques.
Maybe even surpass the master one day.
So good...
............
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lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
with Taming My Adopted Niece) (Multiple Heroines + Power Fantasy) Before transmigrating, Wang Jianqiang suffered greatly from novels with no female leads. Holding firm to the belief that "women only slow down my blade," he stubbornly maintained his virginity even after decades in the Sect of Dual Cultivation. In his twilight years, with his cultivation stagnant at the third level of Qi Refining, he finally succumbed and "rewarded" himself once—triggering the awakening of the Godly Cultivation System. From then on, he realized women might actually be his lucky stars on the path to immortality. Deciding to indulge freely and savor life, he found his ungrateful adopted niece knocking at his door...
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
