Chapter 66: The Masochist’s Revelation

“Oh no,” I groaned, a sudden realization striking me. “How could I have forgotten my promise to her, to unconditionally agree to her three demands?”

Damn it! I was truly cornered this time. But couldn’t she at least let me finish this match? It was a promotion match! A *promotion match*! I had been stuck at this rank so many times, and this was my chance! Just let me win this once!

Yet, Huang Beifeng paid no heed to my pleas. She ruthlessly yanked the headphones from my head. From the looks of it, she had no intention of letting me complete this game.

Peeking back at the computer screen, I saw that my absence had already turned our hard-won advantage into a disadvantage. Still, I figured it would be enough to hold out until Huang Beifeng was satisfied.

With that thought, I abandoned any further struggle. The more I resisted, the more time I would waste, and it was entirely possible Huang Beifeng would simply pull the circuit breaker.

But why, of all things, did she want me to try on clothes for no reason? Honestly!

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her as I rummaged through the pile of clothes she had thrown onto the bed, eventually pulling out a light blue dress.

I remembered Mu Rong Xin Xue had once forced me to wear this very dress. And it seemed that once I tried on a piece of clothing, I no longer felt any aversion to wearing it again.

Good heavens, what bizarre trait had I awakened now? I shook my head vigorously, clutching the light blue dress once more. While I wasn’t entirely opposed to it, Huang Beifeng’s presence made it rather awkward.

Finding no other suitable items, and with Huang Beifeng refusing to leave, I was left with no choice but to use a pair of stockings to cover her eyes.

After all, changing clothes in front of someone else was bound to make anyone feel self-conscious.

Initially, I had hoped to get Huang Beifeng to step out, seize the opportunity to lock the door, and quickly finish my game. But that girl, Huang Beifeng, was clearly aware of my intentions, stubbornly refusing to budge.

What else could I do? Left with no choice, I had to blindfold her with the stockings. As I tied them, I couldn’t help but notice a strange sound escaping Huang Beifeng’s lips. It sounded like a soft moan, perhaps even a gasp? It must have been my imagination.

It was peculiar. As I shed my clothes and slipped into the light blue dress, Huang Beifeng’s face inexplicably flushed red.

What was wrong with her? She hadn’t even seen me change, so why was her face suddenly so crimson?

That wasn’t even the strangest part. She then began to rub her hands together, her flushed face betraying a fidgety unease.

“What’s gotten into you?”

I gazed at her, utterly perplexed by her sudden change.

“Mu Rong Luo Ye, do you have more?”

“More of what?”

I continued to eye her suspiciously. What could possibly be happening to her?

“Stockings, or perhaps some rope, anything will do.”

Wait, it was as if Huang Beifeng had suddenly awakened to something. Could it be? Was this girl, deep down, a masochist?

I hissed. I had to investigate further.

While I had no rope, I certainly had plenty of stockings. Mu Rong Xin Xue had bought me over a dozen pairs, if I recalled correctly.

After a moment’s thought, I pulled out two clean, unworn pairs of white stockings. Now, I would surely discover what she truly intended.

“I have plenty of stockings, but what do you need them for?” I asked, placing them near her hand.

Huang Beifeng reached out and took the stockings.

“Can you bind my mouth, please, and tie both my hands behind my back as well?”

Damn it! So I really did just discover that you’re a hidden masochist on this very day!

“Come on, hurry. It truly feels wonderful, like this.”

“Huh?”

Come to think of it, you were supposed to be tormenting me, weren’t you? Now look, you’ve inexplicably unleashed your inner masochist. In that case, hehehe, if I bind you quickly, I can go back to my game!

Hehehe, Heaven truly favors me.

Still, adhering to the principle of not harming her, I chose to tie her loosely enough that she couldn’t easily escape, yet firmly enough to prevent significant struggle.

Binding her mouth was quite normal; she could only emit muffled sounds. However, as I tied her hands, she unexpectedly slumped forward.

A faint blush spread across her cheeks.

I could even hear her faint, ragged breathing.

However, I didn’t give it much thought, simply tightening the bindings to ensure she couldn’t easily break free. Just then, Huang Beifeng below me began to writhe, seemingly relishing the sensation.

Hiss! Are all masochists like this?

Observing Huang Beifeng, perfectly bound, I let out a sigh of relief. Phew, my first time binding someone, and it was quite strenuous. As I prepared to leave, a strange sound emanated from below me.

“Mmm…”

Never mind, I heard nothing.

As I was about to step off the bed, Huang Beifeng suddenly turned her head, looking up at me. I wasn’t sure why, but the stockings covering her mouth must have come loose because of my inexperience in binding. They had fallen off.

“Mu Rong Luo Ye, could you, perhaps, gently step on me with your foot?”

Huh?

You’re *really* a masochist, aren’t you?

Seeing that the enemy team was already attacking our base on the computer screen, I couldn’t concern myself with Huang Beifeng any longer. I had just put one foot down, ready to bolt from the bed, when Huang Beifeng suddenly grabbed my ankle, pulling me back.

“Don’t, don’t even think about leaving.”

Huh? What on earth do you want?

As Huang Beifeng held my foot, she then, inexplicably, took it and rubbed it against the stockings covering her eyes, back and forth.

Hiss! It wasn’t just her; even I felt a strange tingling sensation as my small foot, clad in white stockings, rubbed against the other pair of white stockings.

Ugh, ha…

No, I can’t. I *must* go. If she keeps rubbing my foot like this, I… Besides, our high ground was already gone, and the enemy was aggressively pushing. I absolutely couldn’t let this continue.

I forcefully pulled Huang Beifeng’s hands from my leg and re-tied the stockings over her mouth. Although my movements were swift, it was ultimately too late.

Just as I grabbed the mouse to control my character, before I even left the spawn, the screen froze. The next moment, the camera panned to our crystal, and I could only watch helplessly as it shattered.

The promotion match was lost, and that wasn’t even the worst of it. Because I went AFK, a winning game turned into a losing one, and my teammates’ morale utterly collapsed. They promptly hit me with four reports. Hiss, I was doomed.

I glanced back at the culprit, who was still sprawled on the bed, looking utterly blissful. I decided to simply untie all the stockings from her. Perhaps then, she would return to normal.

As I spoke, I approached her, but before I could even sit down, and just as my hand reached out to grasp one end of the stocking binding her hands, at that very moment…

My room door suddenly opened again.

Wait, why did I say *again*?