Chapter 29 – Colorful Classroom

When I returned to the classroom, there were already a lot of people sitting inside. There was less than 10 minutes before the start of the first afternoon class.

The class leader and the loyal dog glasses bro weren’t here yet, they probably went to help the chemistry teacher prepare something. This was something fortunate in great misfortune.

Xiao Qin was sitting in her own seat and looked petrified.

In addition, she was blushing to the extent of exploding.

The “Teacher’s Colorful Classroom” was laid out flat on her desk and has already been turned to page 10.

Crap.

I quietly approached Xiao Qin from behind, but she, who was usually very vigilant, was actually unaware.

Were you dumbstruck?

Staring at the H manga between her hands, there was no movement to turn the page for a long time.

The bangs in front of her forehead were trembling slightly, her lips opened, her pupil’s focus seemed not to be on the desk, but on the depths of the universe far away from the desk.

I was very familiar with this kind of expression. It’s said that when the children of the United States first hear that Santa Claus doesn’t exist, this was the expression they had.

It seems that I was too late to save Xiao Qin’s worldview.

I stepped forward, my shadow covering the pages of the manga, but Xiao Qin was unresponsive.

I reached out and took “Colorful Classroom” from her hands. She still did not respond.

I stuffed this damn H manga into my schoolbag. It looked as if Xiao Qin had crashed.

Do you have the settings of a angel-like human shaped computer! Does your motherboard smoke and CPU stop working as soon as you see something H! I had thought that you’ve already had your fill of porn and that you simply disregarded the mental pollution of H manga! It turned out that you actually only read shoujo manga! The knowledge in that area is only half-baked! Stop trying to show off in front of me if you’ve only read shoujo manga!

Don’t look down on H manga! The world of H manga is very scary! If you read too many shoujo manga, you’ll only become a love-struck fool. If you read a lot of H manga, you can become a wizard! (TN: gotta be 30+ too)

Also, H manga artists are often much better than shoujo manga artists! At least they stay true to the proportions of the human body, shoujo manga are filled with unrealistic faces! It’s not an exaggeration to say that H manga are more realistic than shoujo manga! The secretive shoujo manga are simply lying. The male and female protagonists put their unrealistic face together, and bill and coo each other, the key parts are censored, at most they’ll include some sighs. The next page then has the conclusion where they have kids.

Refund our money, you irresponsible shoujo manga artists! I think that there’s always a feeling that the characters in shoujo manga always stop halfway there. Keep drawing! Or are you saying — In fact, H mangas are sequels to shoujo manga!

Ah! I accidentally let Xiao Qin see the sequel! It’s also such a bad sequel! Compared to the black cat detective going to prison for corruption, Snow White’s children can’t grow up and the Haier brothers go to the Netherlands to register marriage, it’s an even worse sequel that all of that!

The class bell rang and Xiao Qin still remained motionless on her seat. She didn’t even stand up when the class representative told us to stand when class started.

Fortunately, she sat in the last row and the chemistry teacher didn’t have very good eyesight.

She didn’t even take out her chemistry book. She stopped all her activities. It seems like she sat there without breath expressionlessly for 20 minutes

I looked at her from time to time and felt that this was just the calm before the storm.

She finally took a deep breath as if she was awakened from a deep sleep.

“Ye, Ye Lin classmate, I’m sorry…”

She apologized to me.

“I shouldn’t have taken the manga from your desk…”

“Oh, no, it’s not a big deal.”

I tried to console her with my usual tone.

“Also, the day before yesterday, when I put my hand inside your pant pockets, I should also apologize for that.”

“Eh? Didn’t you already apologize the day before yesterday?”

“Yes, but, at that time, I didn’t know…it was such a bad behavior… although Ye Lin classmate didn’t say anything, but you must have thought that I was a dirty girl.”

As she spoke, she covered her blushing face and had an expression of, “I’m too embarrassed to meet people anymore, I’m going to die tonight.”

I didn’t think you were dirty, Little Tyrant’s vicious and violent image has already been planted. Even if you touch me, I would just think that you wanted to bully me.

“When I first saw that Ye Lin classmate had a manga in his desk. I was quite happy…”

“…”

“Because I spent the past 3 years at home reading manga, I thought that Ye Lin classmate liked manga just like me! Two people with the same interest would have more things to talk about… It turns out, it turns out, It turns out — why did it turn out different to those manga I’ve read before!?”

You don’t say, how can H manga be the same as shoujo manga? Reading H manga destroys your world views and reading shoujo manga gives you brain damage, there is a fundamental difference!

“Although it was mentioned in shoujo manga before, that men are all very lecherous…”

Xiao Qin talked endlessly without getting to the point, her hidden bitterness resembled auntie Lin. (I talked about her a couple chapters ago, that internet troll)

“What I originally thought that you guys hoped for was nothing but hugs and kisses and then looking at our naked bodies…”

The order is a bit problematic, but it’s more or less right.

“In one of Mitsuru Adachi’s manga, I saw the protagonist stealing the heroine’s underwear. At that time, I felt that he was too funny because he was able to fabricate a plot like this…”

“–It turns out, it’s not fabricated!!”

Xiao Qin’s speech sped up.

“There’s really someone who would so something like this! Like the molester I met before…it turns out males really think about doing things like that!”

I couldn’t refute her, it was slightly due to the fact that I felt ashamed as a man.

“I thought that even if other men were like this… the Ye Lin classmate I like will never be like this…”

“It seems like I’m still too naive…”

She fell into silence and didn’t speak to me for another 10 minutes.

The chemistry teacher was doing a chlorine experiment on the podium and choked himself and the front row students to the point where they were coughing.

Xiao Qin sat upright as if she made up her mind. She was a lot more energetic than earlier.

“I’m sorry, I was wrong.”

“What?”

“I dared to like Ye Lin classmate without coming to an understanding. I was gravely mistaken.”

I don’t think you need to come to an understanding to like someone, right? In fact, the me that you like needs to come to an understanding that one day you may kill me!

“Even if Ye Lin classmate is a pervert…”

Hey, hey, hey, who are you calling a pervert! Don’t call me a pervert just because Cao JingShen always calls me master! He’s already at the level of a big loss, the master is only at the pervert level so he cannot teach a disciple at the level of a big loss!

“I will love Ye Lin classmate along with his perverted side!”

Stop it! I already said I’m not a pervert!

“After reading this strange book, I finally learned about Ye Lin classmate’s true self…”

A person’s true self isn’t something that’s that easy to understand! Don’t read an H manga like it’s my biography.

“Ye Lin classmate has this kind of taste… he bullies me often in class, but I guess that its in order to probe how to train someone?”

Don’t use something right after learning it! This isn’t something good to say? This word is censored on many upright websites! In order to show the word you must add a special symbol in the middle! Who’s probing you! I just want to make you hate me! (ED: Just a side note, many websites in China are censored, so if an author wanted to write big boobs they would have to do something like big * boobs to avoid censor.)

“In shoujo manga, girls will change themselves for their boyfriend’s hobbies. If Ye Lin classmate is someone like this, I can only conform with Ye Lin classmate…”

She continued to talk by herself with an involuntarily pitiful expression.

“As long as Ye Lin classmate can like me, it doesn’t matter what I become…”

As she said that she lifted her right hand and held her zipper with her thumb and forefinger.

“Although I don’t have as big of a chest as the girl in the manga…”

She wrinkled her brows, bit down on her lips, and abruptly pulled her zipper down.

“If you don’t mind, please stick your hand in!!”

She closed her eyes and made the declaration above, tears glistening on her long lashes, she seems to have reached her psychological limit.

Her hand shook so violently that she wasn’t able to pull the zipper down any further after reaching below the collarbone.

But because her eyes were closed, it looked like she didn’t realize and she’s still thinking that she had exposed her entire chest.

A teardrop hanging on her lashes dripped onto the table, as if acknowledging the failure of shoujo manga, and at the same time determined to abandon her shame and self-esteem to curry my favor under the guidance of H manga.

Are you stupid! Aren’t you a martial arts master? Why can’t you even pull a zipper down properly!

That’s not right! I don’t actually want Xiao Qin to pull her zipper down… Who wants to see her airport landing strip chest?

Though, Xiao Qin’s collarbone, the shape was really good looking.

Located under her slender neck, the two clavicles serve as the dividing line between the neck and the chest while also connecting outwards to the smooth shoulders.

Due to the slightly larger size of the sports uniform, the shoulders could also be seen slightly.

The triangular depression formed at the neck and shoulders is called the clavicle groove, and is also known as the beauty ditch.

Although I don’t want to admit it, Xiao Qin’s beauty ditch was very pretty.

I was a bit captivated.

Unfortunately, I already finished drinking the mineral water.

Xiao Qin was trembling and still expecting me to do something.