Chapter 88: The Divine Pen and the Bun

Sigh—

With this new prop in hand, Zhou Ruoyu immediately delved into studying it. She first took out the bunny girl sketch she had drawn today, then picked up her pen and redrew it.

Then, the girl stared at her new drawing with an excited expression. Indeed… the craftsmanship had completely surpassed Zhou Ruoyu’s own amateurish skills, reaching a level that could only be described as terrifyingly masterful. Not only was it incredibly detailed, but the speed was astonishing—her strokes felt inspired, as if guided by a divine hand.

Not only was the drawing exceptionally fluid, as if a single stroke could connect everything, but it required almost no corrections. It didn’t even look like drawing; it felt more like copying from a template. Ideas kept surging forth, yet they didn’t even need to pass through Zhou Ruoyu’s mind—her hand alone could fully bring them to life…

Ha~

Finally, after another intense session, the bunny girl outfit…

was finalized!

Zhou Ruoyu excitedly picked up the sketch and looked at it. Holy crap! She… she was just too good!

This was no longer a matter of a simple sketch; this could easily pass as a final draft for a commercial art masterpiece. Maybe those colleagues in the art department would be too lazy to make any changes and just copy it directly!

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Ruoyu nodded in satisfaction. Then she glanced at the original sketch lying aside… Well, what could she say? It had outlived its usefulness~

Hmph, so the sketch that carried Gu Jiachen’s scent—be gone!

Zhou Ruoyu fiercely crumpled the sketch into a ball and tossed it into the trash bin.

She stared blankly at the discarded draft paper.

Hmm…

With this new divine tool, Zhou Ruoyu suddenly had many more ideas. For instance, maybe she could switch careers and become an artist? Wouldn’t that be better than racking her brains writing planning proposals? Or… combining her previous communication-related golden finger, she could take on commissions online. With phone conversations, she wouldn’t have to worry about weird clients, hehe~

Too… too amazing, right?

She felt that becoming a renowned artist, a million-follower influencer, or even a rising star in the art world was within reach~ Ehehehe…

Ahem, in that case… let’s try something she had been longing to do for a long time—

Draw a doujinshi!

Ahem…

Of course, Zhou Ruoyu hadn’t planned this from the start. Originally, she intended to draw some beautiful anime-style girls.

But you see, drawing pretty pictures requires showcasing the beauty of the human body, right? That easily triggers people’s fetishes. Once triggered, they want to dig deeper. Digging deeper leads to imagining all sorts of strange scenes. With scenes and context, isn’t there a plot?

Ahem, in short…

It meant a long-haired black-haired loli wanted to draw some lewd pictures for self-satisfaction.

She gently put pen to paper. Since she didn’t know what the magical brush in her hand would produce, she followed the subconscious scene concept in her mind, slowly moving the brush, leaving everything to the instinctive reaction of her right hand.

Then… slowly, slowly, the scene on the sketch began to come to life, to become vivid, even… somewhat arousing.

What exactly was drawn on that sketch?

Zhou Ruoyu took a deep breath, then looked closely. In a dim warehouse, a cold-faced man in a dashing suit held a thin metal chain. At the other end… was a bunny girl with a collar, begging the CEO for his favor.

…

What the hell was this drawn, what was it, what was it!

Zhou Ruoyu angrily slapped her right wrist, then threw the magical brush aside. She picked up the sketch again and looked at the image of the bunny girl being forcefully kissed, a blush rising on her face like a blazing fire.

“Rip—”

The red-faced long-haired loli tore the “purely fictional” picture in half. But that wasn’t enough; she folded and tore it again, wishing she could turn into a shredder on the spot. In short… not a single piece could remain, ahhh!

Destroy the evidence! Yes, exactly, destroy the evidence!

In the end, the first “submissive bunny” picture she had ever drawn upon entering the inner circle was reduced to scattered pieces of white paper.

The girl crumpled the pieces, threw them into the trash bin, and immediately went downstairs to take out the garbage.

Back in her room, the long-haired loli took a deep breath, then ran to the bathroom with a red face. After showering, she lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and forced herself to forget the day’s events. It took a long, long time before she finally fell asleep.

…

Only, what the girl didn’t know was that while she was finally asleep, near the garbage area of Zhou Ruoyu’s residential complex, a brown-haired girl in sunglasses quietly sneaked over. She looked at the retired aunt she had hired to stand guard for fifty-one days, then asked nervously:

“Are you sure the trash was thrown by that black-haired girl?”

“Absolutely, it’s this trash bag. I saw it clearly!”

The aunt nodded confidently. Gu Xue was overjoyed and nodded back. “Great! This is exactly what I wanted!”

With that, Gu Xue snatched the trash bag containing Zhou Ruoyu’s garbage from the aunt’s hand, then excitedly untied the knot and began rummaging through it.

What Gu Xue most looked forward to was finding rolls upon rolls of toilet paper, preferably stained with tears and snot, because that would prove how badly the little green tea b*tch was hurt!

Of course, if there was anything related to Ruoyu, that would be even better! For example… letters or notes secretly exchanged between that little green tea and Ruoyu, ahem… but not anything romantic! Hmm… and nowadays, people rarely write letters anymore…

Gu Xue thought for a moment, then continued searching through the trash. But no matter how much she looked, she couldn’t find what she wanted—just some everyday odds and ends. After rummaging for a while, a sketch caught her attention.

It was a design sketch of a bunny girl?

Gu Xue couldn’t quite understand what it was, but judging by the style, it seemed to be exactly what she had imagined. The girl frowned in thought, then considered a possibility: had the little green tea already come up with a new design this quickly to compete in the contest?

Hiss—

That wouldn’t be good news for her. After all, she had come intending to make the little green tea feel defeated. And now this…

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