Chapter 43
It was bedtime. Qifeng and I went back to the bedroom. With our hands chained together, we had no choice but to sleep together.
As soon as we entered the bedroom, this silly girl stared at my bed. Maybe her eyes had been blindfolded for too long during the bath; now that they were free, they were shining.
“Wow, what a tiny bed—!”
“I already told you the dorm beds are small.”
I don’t even know how I’m going to squeeze in and sleep with Qifeng. It’s too shameful.
“Let me test if this bed is bouncy—”
“W-Wait—!”
She didn’t listen to me at all and pounced onto the bed. Did she forget our hands are chained together? Her strong pull made me fall onto the bed with her. The bed isn’t big; I almost landed on top of her, and she’s only wearing a bath towel.
“Oops…” She rolled over to face me. “Sorry Fei’er, I forgot we’re actually tied together…”
“Ugh…” I spat the hair out of my mouth. “Honestly, how old are you? You’re still so playful.”
“Sorry, I just get reckless when I’m in front of you,” she said, sitting up primly on the bed and giving me a silly smile.
“I really can’t stand you…” I said, climbing off the bed. Looking at her prim posture now, plus her cute face, who could imagine she’s so silly in private? And an M on top of that!?
Without the swirling steam from the bathroom creating a hazy atmosphere, just one glance at her body, wrapped only in a bath towel, made me turn away in embarrassment.
The bed is too small. We’re so close I can even feel her breath. Qifeng’s exhaled breath, in my opinion, is the scent of a “real girl.” Breathing it in makes me feel ticklish all the way from my nose to my heart.
If only I still didn’t know I was a boy. I wouldn’t be so awkward facing Qifeng’s… nakedness. The feeling of… having something extra compared to her… is just too unbearable…
“Fei’er…”
“Hm…?”
She looked at me with hazy eyes and said, “You smell so good. It’s a sweet smell. How should I put it— mhm… so feminine, you know?”
”…”
I’M A BOY—!!!
My face turned so red it felt like it was at its boiling point. I’m practically steaming, believe it or not! I lowered my head and said to her, “Can you turn around and face away from me? I’ll help you sew your bra.”
Because Qifeng’s left hand and my right hand are tied together, the left bra strap couldn’t be taken off. That’s why I cut it with scissors before the bath. If I were to sew it first and then give it to her, she still wouldn’t be able to put on the left strap. Therefore— ahem, the only way is to have Qifeng put the bra on first, and then I’ll sew the strap for her.
I took the sewing kit from my suitcase and deftly threaded the needle.
I don’t know why, but Qifeng had a nervous expression, like she was about to get a shot.
“Relax.”
I comforted her.
“I won’t let the needle poke you.”
“Mhm… It’s okay. Even if you poke me, I’ll endure it. Besides, I trust your sewing skills. I remember when we were little, you even sewed beautiful clothes for the dolls.”
“Don’t bring that up…!!”
Dark history! That’s my absolute dark history!
I didn’t even know I was a boy back then! Thinking back on it now, I just want to die of shame.
I swallowed my sense of shame and sewed Qifeng’s bra strap, stitch by stitch. This had to be done meticulously. Otherwise, what if Qifeng is just walking around and her bra suddenly falls off!?
Speaking of which, the sense of guilt in my heart is getting deeper and deeper. To think I’ve even done something like sewing Qifeng’s bra… I feel like I’m taking advantage of Qifeng’s trust in me. She trusts that I’m a girl, so she’s at ease letting me sew her bra, sleep with her, and even… bathe with her.
I feel so sorry for her, what should I do!?
But I don’t dare tell her the truth. I’m afraid it would shatter our current relationship…
“Qifeng…”
“Hm?”
“I’ve realized… I don’t get ashamed as easily when I’m with you.”
I’m telling the truth. Whether it’s bathing with Qifeng or just wearing a bath towel in front of her, although I still feel shy, it’s relatively more natural. Maybe it’s because we’re childhood friends who grew up together?
“Ashamed? Why would you be ashamed?”
“It’s nothing.”
I can’t very well tell her the reason I’m ashamed is because I’m a boy, can I?
I gently patted her shoulder. “Your bra is all sewn.”
“Good job! To reward you, I’ll warm the bed for you…!” Qifeng tossed off her bath towel, rolled up in the quilt, and shrunk into a ball.
Of course I can’t sleep in just my underwear like her… Not only do I have to wear the bath towel to be safe, I also have to sleep on my stomach…! What if her foot moves around wildly and touches that mysterious protrusion…
“The bed is all warm! Please, come on up!”
Qifeng patted the bedsheet, clearing half the bed for me.
Faced with her warm invitation, I didn’t know what to say.
“It’s a pity the dorm bed is so small.”
“It’s fine! I’m telling you, I’m a super-obedient sleeper! I absolutely won’t disturb you.”
Hearing her swear this so confidently, I was relieved. But in the end… in the middle of the night, she pushed me and shyly said she had to go to the bathroom!? Our hands are tied together, there’s no way around it. I had no choice but to accompany her to the bathroom, yawning… I feel like I’m taking care of a rowdy kid.