Chapter 82: Ye Ziming’s Suspicion
After showering and finishing her homework, Xiaomuqing took out the clothes from the washing machine to hang them to dry and grabbed the vacuum cleaner to tidy up.
Having skillfully completed these tasks, Xiaomuqing glanced at the wall clock and decided she still had time to play a game.
So, she went to her computer desk, pressed the power button, and took out her phone to invite her friend online.
Earlier, to focus on her homework, she had placed her phone far away and only picked it up again after finishing.
[Mumu-chan: The figurine is great, I really like it. Thanks for the gift. Grinning.jpg]
This was the last message she sent before turning off her phone.
Now, when she opened it again, her friend had already replied.
[Old iron: What about that cosplay outfit? Does it fit?]
There were many messages, but this one caught Xiaomuqing’s eye the most. Especially the accompanying funny sticker, which clearly indicated the sender was up to no good.
[Mumu-chan: What cosplay outfit? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Abba abba.jpg]
“Hmph, I’m not telling you,” Xiaomuqing said indignantly, looking at her phone screen.
After sending the message, she turned to look at the figurines on her desk. After a moment’s thought, she stood up, walked over, and picked up her phone to take a picture.
After taking the photo, she sent it to her friend, letting them see the figurine too.
She also intentionally included her desk in the shot, trying to let her friend know that she was a boy and that her desk was decorated in a distinctly “masculine” way.
That was why there was no way she would let her netizen friend know that the swimsuit was currently lying at the very back of her closet.
[Mumu-chan: It’s very cute.]
While sending the message, Xiaomuqing returned to her computer desk and clicked on the game interface to log in.
As soon as she logged in, her friend had already sent her a team invitation.
[Old iron: You have other figurines?]
Clicking on the chat interface again, Xiaomuqing saw her friend’s question.
[Mumu-chan: Yeah, a friend gave it to me. Funny.jpg]
In the photo she had sent, besides the figurine the netizen had given her, it happened to capture the one her good brother had given her.
After receiving the figurine, Xiaomuqing worried it would collect dust if left exposed, so she reluctantly spent money on a glass cover to protect her beloved figurine.
[Old iron: Is your friend a guy?]
[Mumu-chan: Yeah, why?]
Seeing the question, Xiaomuqing found it a bit nonsensical, but she didn’t overthink it and replied directly.
[Old iron: It’s nothing, I just find this figurine a bit familiar.]
This topic pretty much ended there, as the game dungeon had already opened, and they were about to start challenging it.
Regarding her friend’s comment about familiarity, Xiaomuqing didn’t pay it any mind.
In her opinion, figurines were things you could find plenty of on Taobao if you wanted them. As long as you had money, you could buy as many as you wanted.
However, what she didn’t know was that the figurine Ye Ziming gave her was a limited edition official authentic product, with only a few in the entire world.
She also didn’t know that Ye Ziming had put in a lot of effort and time to get it, finally delivering it in person on Saturday.
On the other side of the city, Ye Ziming was playing games with his netizen friend while recalling the photo he had just seen.
“It’s unlikely, right?” he muttered to himself.
Thinking about the figurine, the more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed. Could his netizen friend really be Xiaomuqing? That would be too weird.
Reason told him that the probability of this was very low, so low that he would rather believe Xiaomuqing had become a girl because of him.
Because in his mind, Xiaomuqing was a relatively pure girl, not associated with perverts.
But… thinking about the incident with the foam roller last week, he suddenly felt that it might actually make sense.
After thinking for a bit more, he picked up his phone again and opened Xiaomuqing’s VX.
[Ye Ziming: Can I see the desk in your room?]
[Xiaomuqing: ?]
Xiaomuqing was very puzzled when she saw the VX message, scratching her head and unable to figure out what her good brother was up to.
However, during the game’s loading screen, she took a photo of her computer desk and sent it to her good brother.
[Xiaomuqing: What’s wrong?]
[Ye Ziming: Nothing, go to sleep early. Don’t forget you have class tomorrow.]
Seeing the photo Xiaomuqing sent, Ye Ziming dismissed his doubts, but not entirely.
Coincidentally, Xiaomuqing had placed the figurine on her computer desk at that very moment, and she had removed the glass cover to “appreciate” it better.
Appreciate it in a gentlemanly manner.
Heh heh~
[Xiaomuqing: Mm-hmm, I’m going to sleep now.]
Taking one last look at VX and seeing this message, Ye Ziming felt a little relieved and didn’t continue to tell Xiaomuqing to get enough sleep.
Then he continued playing games with his netizen friend.
Recalling the cosplay outfit he had sent to his netizen friend, it was actually something he had originally intended to give to Xiaomuqing.
But before giving it to her, he suddenly remembered something: Xiaomuqing was very resistant to short skirts. If he gave her that thing, he didn’t know how she would perceive him.
However, if he didn’t give it to her, he had no place to put it, so after thinking about it, he decided to give it to his netizen friend.
He wasn’t short on money anyway.
[Mumu-chan: Going to sleep, bye. Gotta protect my life.jpg]
They played games together for a while longer. Before logging off, Xiaomuqing sent him a few stickers.
[Old iron: Mm, goodnight.]
He also sent her a sticker, then ended the chat and prepared to go to bed.
Before Ye Ziming fell asleep, a thought kept repeating in his mind: the relationship between his netizen friend and Xiaomuqing.
Gradually, he realized that the two shared a high degree of overlap in many details.
These were very subtle details, theoretically details that shouldn’t be faked or could not be concealed.
With such strange thoughts, Ye Ziming gradually lost consciousness, and then the next day arrived.
…
“Ah~”
In the morning, a soft yawn echoed from Xiaomuqing’s room.
First, a head poked out from the quilt, then slowly, the quilt was lifted, and a big stretch was done.
She also pulled at her clothes en route, covering her pale and slender stomach that had been exposed, and it took a while before she finally climbed out of bed.
“Mmm~ it’s quite comfortable.”
While brushing her teeth at the bathroom sink, Xiaomuqing looked at herself in the mirror, spat out the last mouthful of toothpaste, and said to herself.
She was wearing a cosplay outfit from Eromanga Sensei, a light blue short-sleeved top with shorts.
However, for the sake of comfort while sleeping, she wasn’t wearing the shorts, meaning she only had panties on underneath.
The night before the day before, she had tried it on and slept in it, just to see.
To her surprise, the fabric was really good. After just one night, Xiaomuqing had fallen in love with the feel of it.
It completely crushed all the pajamas she had worn before. It was unbeatable!
