Chapter 2 (Revised x2)

On a July afternoon, the shrill cry of cicadas echoed through the streets. The asphalt road warped and shimmered under the scorching sun, and the air was thick with a suffocating heat.

The air-conditioning in Black Cat Cafe was blasting, but Dongfang Yuying still felt sweat beading all over her body.

She sat in the most secluded half-enclosed booth, clutching a half-melted iced latte so tightly that her knuckles had gone white.

She had deliberately dressed up today - not to please some internet stranger she had never met, but because she was used to armoring herself in this aggressively sexy gyaru style.

That flamboyant, dazzling golden hair shimmered with a honey-colored sheen in the light and shadow, gathered into two fluffy twin tails. The tips were streaked with a pink-purple gradient, as if fragments of sunset had been worked into the strands; emerald-green hair ties kept the tails playful, and a simple metal hair clip at her bangs added a touch of lively girlhood.

She wore a crisp white shirt underneath, the collar slightly open to reveal the line of her neck, the edges trimmed with a narrow band of dark green that matched the green plaid tie at her throat. The tie's checks were sharp and clear, the green-and-white pattern carrying a fresh academy feel, but she had knotted it loosely, adding a hint of unruliness.

Over the shirt she wore a khaki oversized hoodie, the fabric looking soft, hanging open at will, the hem just barely reaching her waist and making her figure seem even more slender.

On the bottom she wore a dark green pleated skirt with the same plaid pattern as the tie. The skirt flared neatly, the checks tidy and eye-catching, filling the look with youthful, coquettish charm. Around her waist was a slim black belt, the buckle shaped like a delicate metal heart, drawing a perfectly placed waistline at the junction of skirt and shirt and serving as the finishing touch to the whole outfit.

The nude, translucent blue stockings on her legs wrapped her fleshy, honey-colored thighs in a smooth, rounded sheen.

'What the hell am I doing...'

Yuying bit down on her straw, her brow tightly furrowed, while the chunky platform shoes on her feet tapped restlessly against the marble floor.

She only remembered that today she was supposed to repay a loan someone had lent her, but until now she still could not remember why the Dongfang family's young lady in Jialin City would need to live on borrowed money.

'And besides... even if I am repaying a loan, why did I agree to meet the other party in person?...What if they're some really troublesome weirdo? This is so strange...'

She took a sharp gulp of coffee, the icy liquid sliding down her throat, yet it could not suppress the doubts in her heart.

'Forget it! As long as I pay off the loan, that's the end of it, right? But this whole thing feels really off, and really annoying too. I definitely need to tell Aunt Shiyin about this. Even I think something's wrong!'

Just as she was psyching herself up, a hand lifted the bead curtain of the booth.

"Yo, you're here pretty early, Lost Little Leopard."

That voice... That voice carried a bit of mockery, a bit of arrogance, and that infuriatingly familiar feeling.

Yuying jerked her head up, and her exquisitely lined almond eyes flew wide open as her pupils constricted violently.

Standing in front of her was not some sleazy old man, nor some greasy otaku, but the very guy who was always spouting flirty nonsense at school and acting shamelessly enough to make her instinctively uncomfortable - Ying Ni.

"Huh?! W-why is it you?!" Yuying's voice shot up an octave, drawing glances from the couple at the next table.

In her panic, she sprang to her feet. In that instant, her huge breasts bounced violently up and down, as though two water balloons stuffed with liquid were about to break free of the fabric's restraint.

"Shh - keep it down." Ying Ni strolled into the booth at an unhurried pace and casually pulled the heavy soundproof curtain shut.

At nearly six feet one, wearing a black shirt with the collar open to expose his collarbones, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, he sat directly across from Yuying.

"What, seeing a familiar face and getting too excited?"

"Excited your ass!" Yuying felt like her brain was about to explode. How could it be him? How could she possibly have borrowed money from someone like Ying Ni? There had to be something wrong somewhere!

A surge of anger at being toyed with rushed straight to her head. She grabbed her handbag and turned to leave.

"Since it's you, then there's nothing to say. Give me your bank account, and I'll transfer the money to you today. Goodbye! No, never mind - goodbye forever!"

She strode off on her long legs, trying to flee from this suffocating space.

But Ying Ni didn't rise to stop her. He merely took out his phone at a leisurely pace, tapped the screen a few times, then turned it toward Yuying's retreating back.

"What a pity. I thought you'd like this video."

Yuying instinctively looked back.

Just one glance, and her feet seemed nailed to the spot.

On the phone screen was a video.

The contents of the video were exactly the nude-loan recording she had made while holding up her student ID badge.

[Dongfang Yuying]: "I, Dongfang Yuying, sole daughter of the Dongfang family, first-year student in Class A at Saint Francis Academy, and also a mainstay of the track and field club and the student council secretary..."

[Dongfang Yuying]: "...I borrow 2 million and will repay it one month before summer vacation... if I default, I am willing to accept..."

[Dongfang Yuying]: "...let this video serve as proof..."

Naked, she had covered her eyes with one arm, but with the other hand she had made a cute V sign, her little tongue lightly peeking out between her pink lips in a teasing gesture.

Yuying's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and even the roots of her ears were burning red.

"You... you..." She trembled as she pointed at Ying Ni, unable to force out a single complete sentence, but a haze of pink-purple mist slowly rose in the depths of her eyes, helping her gradually 'remember' the loan she had taken.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Now that's a surprise." Ying Ni took back his phone, looking at the screen as though admiring a work of art, his tone light and poisonous.

"The Dongfang heiress who is always so carefree in public, who can play with the boys, even chat with the basement-dwelling losers in class without missing a beat, turns out to be so... slutty in private? Looks like this kind of exposure is actually a kind of fetish for you, huh?"

Only then did Dongfang Yuying 'remember' that because she had caused widespread destruction with her overly aggressive fighting style and been punished by the squad, she had to repay the extra losses herself...

"You piece of trash!!" Yuying screamed as she lunged at him, trying to snatch the phone.

But Ying Ni merely shifted slightly to the side and dodged her pounce, then reached out in one smooth motion and seized her wrist.

"Ah!" Yuying cried out as she lost her balance and fell onto the sofa beside Ying Ni.

Her E-cup breasts slammed heavily against his arm, sending a wave of dizzying flesh across it, and a shockingly soft sensation passed through in an instant.

Ying Ni hooked her arm behind her back and pinned her hard against the sofa.

Their distance closed in an instant, close enough for Yuying to smell the faint cologne on him, mixed with a masculine scent that made her heart race.

"Delete it? On what grounds?" Ying Ni looked down at her, his gaze as cold as if he were staring at a lamb waiting for slaughter.

Yuying struggled, her translucent stockings-clad thighs kicking wildly against the sofa, producing a faint rasping friction.

"How much do you want? I have money! The Dongfang family has money! Name any amount and I'll give it to you, as long as you delete it!"

She tried to solve the problem the way she knew best.

"Money?" Ying Ni let out a contemptuous snort, as if he'd heard a joke.

"I'm not short on money. What I'm short on... is an obedient toy."

His hand slid down Yuying's arm, his fingertips brushing lightly over her bare shoulder, making her shiver.

"W-what are you going to do? I warn you, I'm the Dongfang family's daughter! If you dare do anything stupid, I'll..."

"You'll what? Go tattle to your mother?"

Ying Ni cut her off, leaning in even closer until their noses were almost touching.

"Dare you? Dongfang Yuying. If I send these nude-loan videos to Wang Chaoyang... tell me, what expression do you think your beloved 'Brother Chaoyang' would make?"

The words struck like thunder out of a clear sky, instantly shattering every ounce of resistance in Yuying.

She froze. In her mind appeared Chaoyang's disappointed, disgusted gaze. If he found out that behind his back she was this shameless woman who had taken a nude loan...

'No... anything else is fine, but not that! If Brother Chaoyang ends up hating me, then I really won't have anything left...'

Fear flooded over her like a rising tide.

The arrogance she had as a super-beast warrior collapsed in an instant before this fatal leverage.

Yuying's eyes reddened, tears welling up at the corners.

She bit her lip, the haughty fire she had just had gone without a trace, replaced by a pitiful plea.

"Please... don't tell Brother Chaoyang... anything else is fine, just not that..."

Ying Ni watched her reaction with satisfaction. This was exactly what he wanted. That proud gyaru was now curled beneath him, trembling like a frightened kitten.

"Anything else is fine?" His fingers slid down from her collarbone and stopped just above that bottomless cleavage, feeling the startling heat there.

"All right. Since you put it that way, then let's go on a date. Today, right here, stay with me and go on a date."

Yuying's body jerked violently. She could feel the possessiveness in that hand.

Though she resisted it to the very core of her being, with that leverage in his grasp, she didn't dare move.

"J-just today? If I stay with you... you'll delete it?" she asked, clinging to her last shred of hope.

"No, no, no." Ying Ni wagged a finger, the smile at his mouth turning even more wicked. "Did you think I was running a charity? My demand is - the entire summer vacation."

"What?! The entire summer vacation?!" Yuying stared at him in terror.

"That's right. From today until school starts. You are my... exclusive girlfriend. I want you available whenever I call, and I want every one of my demands satisfied."

"Are you kidding me! How could I possibly agree to that? Are you insane?!" Yuying instinctively wanted to refuse.

Spend the entire summer vacation with this devil?

Then how was she supposed to see Wang Chaoyang?

How was she supposed to protect everyone?

"Oh? Not agreeing?" Ying Ni made a show of picking up his phone again.

"Then I'll send it to Senior Chaoyang right now. I'll even post it on the school forum. The title will be 'The Lewd True Face Behind the Pure Gyaru.' What do you think?"

"No!!!" Yuying screamed as she pressed down on his hand.

Her breathing came as rapidly as if she were about to drown, her chest heaving violently, those massive breasts brushing again and again against the back of Ying Ni's hand, sending out wave after wave of an intoxicating sensation.

Looking into Ying Ni's lightly mocking, ambiguous eyes, she finally understood that she truly had no choice.

This man was serious.

He really would ruin her.

A sense of powerlessness she had never experienced before swept through her entire body. But under this extreme fear and pressure, deep in Yuying's instincts as a female, a strange current actually began to stir.

It was the desire to submit, etched into her genes when facing an overwhelmingly dominant male.

Her legs went weak, and the panties between them, which had only been slightly damp before, were now thoroughly soaked with a great deal of her juices, clinging sticky and wet to her crotch.

"I... I understand..." Yuying lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz, trembling with tears.

"I'll agree to it... but! But I have conditions!" She jerked her head back up, defiance still flickering in her eyes.

"You can't... you can't do that kind of thing! You can't put it in! I'm... I'm still a virgin! That's what I'm saving for Brother Chaoyang! That one thing... absolutely not!" That was her final line.

Even if her body was played with, even if her dignity was trampled, as long as that membrane was still intact, she could still lie to herself and believe she was clean, still worthy of Chaoyang.

Ying Ni looked at her blustering, fear-filled act and laughed to himself. That kind of ridiculous stubbornness would only make the training more enjoyable.

"Sure." Ying Ni agreed with unusual ease, which instead made Yuying pause.

"I promise not to break your virginity. But in exchange -" He suddenly leaned in and bit down on Yuying's sensitive earlobe.

"Eep!" Yuying shuddered all over. A jolt shot straight up her spine to the top of her head, and her legs clenched together uncontrollably.

"Other than the last step, you do everything I say. Understand? My little leopardess." Ying Ni's voice was low and rough, carrying an unquestionable dominance.

Yuying's mind went blank.

The stinging, tingling pain from her earlobe mixed together, leaving her body limp and soft, unable to muster the slightest strength to resist.

This feeling of being forcibly controlled, of having her choice stripped away... strangely, it made her feel a little safe?

She no longer needed to agonize over right or wrong, no longer needed to think about the consequences. She only had to be obedient...

'Ah... so this is... what it feels like to be conquered by a male?'

Yuying's gaze turned hazy, and her once-tense body slowly softened, collapsing into Ying Ni's arms.

"I... understand..." she said, trembling, as though signing away her soul in a contract.

Ying Ni released her ear, then looked at the gyaru in his arms, her face flushed and her eyes wet, and smiled in satisfaction.

"Good girl. Then our summer vacation special training starts now."

He reached out and, through that thin layer of translucent stockings, seized the fleshy root of Yuying's thigh and began kneading it hard.

"Mmngh... ❤" A never-before-heard, sweet and feminine moan spilled from Yuying's throat.