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Join the ServerThere wasn’t enough time to enter the temple and complete the quest; it was a long journey, so we had to race against the clock.
After all, while we were traveling, others might be busily grinding for levels.
“By the way, when Yingning and the others went for their class assessment, it took them a day and a half to get there because the destination didn’t have a teleport point. But coming back was no problem—a single Recall spell did the trick. So, including the trip to Minos City, we assembled there in half an hour.”
“Let’s go!”
The coordinates were tens of kilometers north of the Northern Border, in a level 60 monster zone. The place was extremely remote, so we rented magical snowmobiles and sped across the snow.
Even so, after two hours, we had only covered half the distance. If not for the fact that Aksiya and Sherli were Saint-tier, and the quest was all substance, we would never waste time going to a place with unknown rewards and such remoteness.
“Yoho~ I’ve wanted to try a snowmobile for ages~ So awesome!” came the cheerful shout of Turret Fairy from ahead.
Yingning didn’t speak, but she was clearly having fun; her small face was full of joy.
These guys had turned the journey into a game.
“Alright, let’s stop at the snow hill ahead. We need to log off.” Yingning said regretfully, checking the time.
But the regret lasted only a moment, because logging off meant—the Carnival!!!
“See you at the Carnival!” said Turret Fairy.
“See you at the Carnival~” said Yingning.
“Hohahaha! See you at the Carnival!” said Second Fool Gold.
“See you at the Carnival…” Qingyu said listlessly—because Yingning had told him that I wasn’t going to the Carnival.
Of course I couldn’t say I was going, because the identity I was going to play was Xiaoya!
Sigh, so I had to reveal my makeup skills to Yingning, to erase my original features—at the cost of further cementing my reputation as a cross-dressing pervert.
Although Yingning didn’t mind and even seemed interested… being misunderstood still pissed me off!
I was supposed to play a righteous older brother image! When did it start twisting into a sister figure?!
I returned to the pet space, settled the little ones, and watched them fall asleep soundly before logging off.
Outside the door, Yingning was already waiting impatiently—she had come to bring me women’s clothes.
Of course, bringing clothes was a pretext; the real reason was to supervise me into wearing them obediently.
“Alright, alright! Little ancestor! I’ll wear them! You don’t want to watch me put them on, do you?”
“No! Needle phobia!”
Yingning’s retort left me speechless, then she left gracefully.
ZZZ… Needle?
Don’t underestimate me, you bastard! It’s not that small!
“Call me when you’re dressed, I’ll do your makeup!” Yingning’s voice drifted from afar.
Hmph… Just wait till I surprise you!
First, I put in C-cup padding, then wore a tube top.
Not bad. Though not a dramatic deep V, it fit perfectly in the hand—just right. There was a hint of cleavage, but it looked more innocent and tempting.
Next, I used a special prop to conceal the bulge below.
Finally, hot pants… Under the hot pants, it was practically bare. No choice—I couldn’t exactly wear boxers underneath; that would be too bulky and uncomfortable!
Hmm… still a bit tight… Guess I’ve got something after all…
I looked at myself in the full-length mirror… Stop! Even without a wig yet, I could still bend myself straight!
Though it’s embarrassing to say, I was naturally blessed with a pert, round bottom, and the hot pants accentuated my curves to the extreme, pushing the temptation to the max.
Originally flat as a washboard, now with two little peaks on my chest, I almost lost control. So I quickly reined in my growing fondness for my own body.
That’s why I dare not look in the mirror—I should avoid it as much as possible. Too dangerous for me…
But after putting on a hair net, I had to sit in front of the mirror… No choice—I still needed makeup.
Sitting before the mirror, I was a little conflicted. Should I go all out as Yingning had instructed…
Going all out would cause bloodshed…
In my previous life, even with an ordinary face, I could paint myself into a celestial beauty. In this life, I already have good foundation, plus I’m young—in the prime stage for cross-dressing. If I went all out… I’m not afraid of anything else, but Yingning might cross the gender barrier and claim me as her own, forever forbidding me to change back…
Women are different from men. Men never appreciate the same s*x; no matter how handsome another man is, they just want to beat him up—unless their own orientation is different. But sometimes women can appreciate the same s*x from a god’s perspective, even getting bent out of shape by someone’s outstanding appearance.
Anyway, let’s not talk about that. Let me think.
The role I’m playing this time is Xiaoya.
Xiaoya is an all-around top player, not putting on airs despite being a beauty, able to take a joke, and full of mischief.
Hmm… it’s kinda embarrassing to describe myself like that…
But since that’s the case, the makeup I do next needs to align with those key traits, and my demeanor should become Xiaoya’s in-game temperament.
Most importantly, Xiaoya’s appearance and aura, enhanced by that pink sword, are already equivalent to going all out—maybe even surpassing it.
What I need to do is dress myself up as a beauty of equal level but with a different appearance.
Forget it, go all out!
The dressing table wasn’t in Yingning’s bedroom but in the living room, so Yingning’s cosmetics were close at hand. I sat down at her dressing table and got to work.
Yingning had logged off earlier and already done her makeup. She was chatting idly while waiting for me to call for help, but she never heard my voice.
So when I finished my makeup, put on the wig, and wore the miko outfit, I turned around and saw Yingning standing there dumbfounded.
Yingning was wearing the exact same outfit as me—the miko uniform.
She was naturally at the level of going all out, so she didn’t need much dressing up; her charm was already off the charts.
But that wasn’t the point. The point was that she was leaning against the door in a daze, staring at me as if she had lost her soul.
I felt a mischievous urge and decided to tease the little girl. So I puffed out my cheeks and blinked playfully at Yingning: “Master?”
“Xiaoya… it really is Xiaoya…”
“Huh?” I thought something was wrong—maybe I had imitated too well.
“Praised as unparalleled beauty under heaven, standing alone as the finest fragrance in the world…”
Yingning murmured to herself, then suddenly hugged me tightly, just like in the game. “Bro, you really aren’t suited to be a man…”
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