Page Six: The Chaste Beauty Discipline Committee Member
“What? It’s not permanent?”
Tan Linhua’s little face turned pale with fright.
From her perspective, it’s easy to understand this sense of disparity.
The happiness she had finally gained was only to last until twelve o’clock, making her inner emotions fluctuate like riding the most thrilling roller coaster.
But this is exactly what I wanted. Feeling tense means there’s pressure, and this pressure will also turn into motivation when corrected.
It’s not that I’m being malicious or not giving her a chance.
In fact, Xiao Lei, Thunder Meow-Meow, and Tian Qian all became beautiful girls, and their personalities improved.
Only Tan Linhua’s personality worsened after becoming a girl. How could this be right?
“The permanent effect can probably only be granted by the deity envoy themselves. As an extra-member, it’s already amazing for me to have been given some moon quartz imbued with divine power.”
“How many stones does Kǎi-Chan have left? Can you sell them all to me…all of them!”
I thought about selling her moon quartz as a long-term stable income.
But she looked pitiful at the moment, and I didn’t plan on taking advantage of her in such a situation.
Moreover, if I did something that would tarnish my reputation, any of the notebook, master, or Heavenly Path might not be pleased, and I would suffer the consequences.
“These are all for you, but only for one day. They don’t stack.”
I took out a handful of grayish-white stones from my pocket and placed them on the ground. There were about six or seven.
“This… although they are of poor quality, they are indeed moon quartz.” Yan Liuzhuan recognized the type of stone, “The stones given to you by the deity envoy aren’t valuable, they are merely carriers of divine power, right?”
Yan Liuzhuan devaluing these moon quartz made Tan Linhua’s expression even more unpleasant, considering the poverty of the stones aligns well with the one-day effect.
As a deity, it’s truly regrettable to be so poor.
I couldn’t help it! Master Hālìlùyà didn’t give me any funding, and as a high school student, I had to use my own living expenses to buy props. Is there such a tragic deity?
“Then where is the deity envoy now? How can I meet her?”
Once she tasted the sweetness, Tan Linhua no longer wanted to revert back to being male. She clung tightly to this clue, completely forgetting the moment she sold me off.
“How could I have contact information for such a mysterious person? It was the other party who approached me. Supposedly, the deity envoy is currently fighting in Hell and won’t return for at least half the summer…or even possibly perish.”
“A-ah? Hell?”
“That’s right, please pray for him, hoping he can come back alive.”
In a certain sense, I wasn’t lying.
Right now, Zhao Zhao is still attending remedial classes in a classroom that feels like Hell, despite it not actually being Hell. With outdoor temperatures nearing 40 degrees Celsius, it wouldn’t be strange if he died from heatstroke.
“The effects of these stones only last until 12 o’clock, right?”
Although Yan Liuzhuan still had a cold expression, I felt he was somewhat eager…could he have some fetish for women’s clothing too?
“Not everyone turns into a beautiful girl. Like me, I didn’t react at all.”
“It’s also possible that the deity considers you a girl? After all, even if Kǎi-Chan is a boy, he’s still prettier than me, right? Ugh, how do you even look!”
Tan Linhua said sourly while pinching my cheeks hard, as if she wanted to tear them apart.
It hurts, it’s so unlovable, it really hurts.
Where’s my little angel of infinite kindness? Where’s that big angel I placed here?
“I’ll go make a call.”
I pushed away Tan Linhua’s hand impatiently and found an excuse to hide in the bathroom.
Taking out my notebook from behind, I wrote down Yan Liuzhuan’s name.
It wasn’t for the sake of completing a quota. Although he has an odd personality, he doesn’t seem to be unfortunate.
I was just curious. Would a chaste, aloof person become slightly more humane after turning into a beautiful girl, influenced by the notebook’s inner correction?
To avoid suspicion, I lingered in the bathroom longer before leaving. Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, I was met with an ice cream.
Yan Liuzhuan, originally slender and graceful, was not wearing a large uniform. This sudden swelling in his chest caused the buttons on his shirt, which weren’t very secure, to fly off.
Fortunately, the front piece of the shirt still covered the key area. Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be embarrassing.
“Even your vision has recovered… thank the deity…”
This long-haired beauty with a parting fringe was undoubtedly Yan Liuzhuan himself.
Even without glasses, he still wore a calm expression. His slightly furrowed brows seemed to show dissatisfaction… but he wasn’t really dissatisfied with anything. This expression was just his usual neutral demeanor.
Old Feng and Yan Liuzhuan both had blank expressions, but their atmospheres were quite different.
The older version of Old Feng’s fierce appearance came from the scars on his face. As a beautiful girl, he only retained a cold, distant aura that made others feel unreachable, like a celestial being fallen to earth.
But Yan Liuzhuan’s blank expression was more accurately described as having a sour face, which gave rise to his nickname of Iron-Faced Judge. Looking at him walk towards you with a stern face, you might wonder if you owe him money.
Should we say she lacks shame, or that she doesn’t consider this shameful? Even seeing me, he didn’t cover his chest.
Since it’s Yan Liuzhuan, he might truly be indifferent… but for me, it feels like I’m not being treated as a man.
Tan Linhua, like she was hypnotized by the dazzling white of Yan Liuzhuan’s chest, sat stunned for a few seconds before reacting.
“Liúliú! Chest!”
Reacting, Tan Linhua looked around and finally frantically grabbed the white cloth on the ground, covering Yan Liuzhuan’s front like a barber.
As if completing a great feat, Tan Linhua sighed in relief and asked doubtfully.
“Why is Liúliú’s chest so big? I thought that when a boy changes, his chest wouldn’t be that big.”
Theoretically, it should be bigger. I couldn’t help but cough twice.
Yan Liuzhuan’s chest wasn’t particularly prominent, not even as much as Tian Qian, let alone Old Feng. But compared to Tan Linhua, it looked big, mainly because it was firm and well-shaped.
“Lín Huā, do you have a mirror?”
“Nowadays, who uses mirrors? Just check on your phone.”
Yan Liuzhuan thought it made sense and searched under the white cloth for a while, then held out his phone with both hands.
He changed angles to look at his face for a while, nodded satisfactorily: “Not bad, it fits my aesthetic.”
His face could still roughly show its original contours. I recalled Master Hālìlùyà’s theory again. Yan Liuzhuan’s personality change shouldn’t be too drastic.
“But still not as good as Chang Kai…”
After looking for a while, she suddenly stood up. The white cloth that Tan Linhua had put on fell to the ground again, and I didn’t know where to look anymore.
Just like this, it was fine.
Her fair hands searched and managed to undo her belt. The loose boys’ school pants lost their support and, captured by gravity, slid down her long, beautiful legs to her ankles, revealing a precarious pair of men’s briefs.
Hang in there, briefs! Don’t fall!
When she examined her body, she still looked at it with the same gaze as a plaster statue.
Her hands traced along her legs to her pelvis, then pinched her slender waist, and then rested on her…
Oh no! I couldn’t look any further, my heart pounding.
What kind of discipline committee member is this? This chaste discipline committee member herself is the biggest disruption to discipline!
I covered my eyes and ran down the stairs like I was escaping.
“I’m going downstairs first!”
It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced such a dry and tongue-tied situation…
Unexpectedly, Tan Linhua followed me down and sat next to me on the redwood sofa.
“Why did you come down?” I asked.
“Shouldn’t I have come down in that situation!” she retorted.