The dish that my old man made was Zha Jiang Mian (ED: Similar to Korean jajangmyeon). Out of the few dishes he knows how to make, his noodles aren’t that bad.

  It’s a pity that I’m not in the mood and I don’t really have an appetite.

  “Did something unpleasant happen at school today?” my old man asks as he lifts his eyes from the manga that he was reading.

  “No…… I just didn’t get much sleep last night.”


  Even though I met the female pervert and the doll, the one that troubles me the most is still Ren Xiao Qin.

  I’ve never spoken about the events that happened with Xiao Qin since it’s just too embarrassing. However, in the event there’s a parent conference in the future, then it will definitely get exposed.

  What will the old man think? He’s never forced me to study, or prohibited early romantic relationships.

  Xiao Qin used to be our neighbor. So, to the old man, she should be like a relative to him by now, right?

  Even though Xiao Qin used to be extremely naughty, now she’s definitely considered a beauty.

  If my old man says something like “It wouldn’t be that bad if Xiao Qin became my daughter-in-law” then I’ll definitely lose my standing. (ED: as in he believes he’ll lose societal standing if he gets married to Xiao Qin…… Damn bro riajuu die)

  It seems like I should temporarily hide this from the old man.

  “Ah, right. Xiao Lin, can you help me with a task tomorrow?” my old man asked.

  “What is it? Seeing as how you’re pleading, it definitely won’t be anything good, right?”


  “It’s nothing much. Can you help me send this package of manga to a client’s home tomorrow noon?”


  He pointed to a stack of manga wrapped in kraft paper, piled next to the fridge. Judging by the thickness, it probably contained 5 or 6 books which I should be able to carry in my backpack.

  “Isn’t there express delivery? Why do you want me to deliver it?”


  “Well…… there’s a regular customer, and he lives extremely close to your school. However, if I used expressed delivery it wouldn’t be delivered on the same day. He’s in a rush to read the newest manga, so he asked if I had any way…… to…… so I just wanted to ask if you could help.”


  “Well it’s not really a problem for me, but…… don’t tell me the package is full of H mangas?”


  “.……Son, other than H mangas, do we even have any other types of mangas?”


  I wasn’t sure whether I should have laughed or cried at my dad’s reply.

  “We don’t have much left, although there are some that are borderline H, because they don’t sell well…… it seems that everyone’s tastes are becoming stronger.”


  I unconsciously started calculating the online business profits. There’s going to be one day when my old man gets dead drunk, so I have to help take care of the online shop.

  I suddenly thought: “Will I eventually take over my dad’s business and become the owner of a shop that sells adult stuff. Investigating vibrators and love dolls every day while solitarily passing my life?” I couldn’t help but shudder at the thought.

  In order not to forget about delivering the mangas tomorrow morning, I stuffed the package into my backpack while taking a look at the address on the package. It was indeed very close to my school, it was right behind the street with the food vendors.

  “Old man, I’ll help you deliver the package at lunchtime since we have a 2-hour break and so that the client can read it as soon as possible.”


  “Haha, I knew my son’s the best!” the old man had a face that looked like he was trying to curry a favor.

  How embarrassing, I really wish you can go back to teaching at University!

  Luckily I didn’t have any dreams so I was able to sleep well.

  The school’s regulated start time was 7:50. I finished breakfast at 7:20 and left the house at 7:40.

  “Don’t forget to deliver the manga!” my old man told me from behind.

  I definitely won’t forget, having such a sinister thing inside my bag. I won’t be able to calm down until I deliver it.

  I hummed Jackie Chan’s “Drunken Fist” as I walked to school. Either side of the streets was filled with vendors selling breakfast.

  “Ye, Ye Lin classmate!” Ren Xiao Qin stood underneath a telephone pole and flusteredly waved at me.

  She really looks like a vigorous young girl.

  The backpack she was carrying wasn’t as filled as yesterday, she probably left what she doesn’t need at home today.

  Furthermore, she wore her uniform. (TN: why’s he so obsessed with uniforms) (ED: the dreams of men, hot girl plus uniform, nothing tops that)

  The blue and white striped sportswear.

  It was just as I imagined, it was slightly too big for Xiao Qin. When she wore it her, her hands were hidden inside the sleeves only revealing the fingertips.

  It was just like when we first met.