Chapter 5
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Time seemed to have hit fast-forward. After a whole month of military training, Ruan Yao felt like he’d been sun-fried into a daze. He could barely keep up the act of being the “problematic roommate.” If it weren’t for 001’s constant reminders, he might’ve blown his cover. He just didn’t have the energy to stir up trouble anymore.
It had been a month since training ended, but the three of them still hadn’t moved into the apartment near campus—unspoken agreement, maybe.
Outside the dorm window, the AC unit hummed loudly. Damp, sweat-soaked training uniforms were still draped over the chair. The cold air brushed over Ruan Yao’s bare back.
The boy sat there, cheeks puffed out, snacking while grumbling to 001 with a mouth half-full, “Why haven’t they moved out yet? In the original plot, they were supposed to leave right after training ended.”
【Your anger meter hasn’t maxed out yet. Them staying makes it easier for us to farm more rage points.】
“…Are you blaming me? I’ve been throwing trash everywhere, making them do my laundry and bring me food, but my rage points still aren’t full? What are they, Ninja Turtles or something?”
“Ever since I faked fainting to skip training and got sent to the hospital, they’ve been super controlling—no staying up late, no soda, forcing me to exercise.”
“And anyway, I can just get those rage points directly from them. I really just want to live alone~”
【Live alone? And who’s going to do your laundry, clean up, bring you food, remind you about class, and help you get ready in the morning?】
“I could probably manage on my own… right?”
【You could?】
“Hmph! You’re underestimating me. I’m a high-tech system from the future! I could easily learn any skill from this world.” Ruan Yao puffed up, cheeks blushing from embarrassment and indignation.
“Besides… 001 sir~ can’t you help me out a little?”
【I’m your supervisor, not your servant. And I’m definitely not some shallow human you’ve charmed.】
“001 sir~ you’re saying weird stuff again. Come on, please help me~”
【……Fine.】
【After military training, the original host decided to start streaming in drag to make money.】
“But I don’t have any girl clothes! What am I supposed to do, 001 sir?!”
【I already ordered them on your phone. You can pick them up at the delivery hub now.】
“001! Why did you make that decision without asking me? You’re the worst!”
【I told you days ago to prepare outfits for streaming, but you were too busy playing on your phone and brushing me off. I had no choice but to make the purchase after asking for your input, remember?】
Ruan Yao thought for a moment… oh, right. That did happen. He pouted and mumbled, “001 sir, I’m not talking to you anymore. I’m going to pick up my package.”
Just thinking about what he had to pick up made him want to die of embarrassment.
He kept his head down the whole walk there, no longer holding up his pretty little face like usual, trying hard not to let anyone see the bright red blush creeping up his neck.
His hands were actually trembling when he picked up the package.
He was terrified someone would find out what kind of weird stuff he’d bought and think he was a freak. A bad boy.
He hugged his stack of packages all the way back to the dorm like a thief in the night. The more sneaky he acted, the more attention he drew. And that made Ruan Yao even more anxious and ashamed. A gentle breeze lifted his hair now and then, revealing glimpses of his delicate face—he looked completely broken and beautiful.
There were a lot of clothes inside. The seller had even tossed in some bonus accessories—cat ears, a tail, a lace choker…
When he opened the boxes, Ruan Yao’s closet suddenly had: a pure and innocent schoolgirl uniform, a risqué stepmom-style slip dress, and a down-on-his-luck young master maid outfit…
Every outfit was designed to show maximum skin. Just looking at them made Ruan Yao feel hot in the face.
He spent forever choosing something to wear, finally settling on the one that looked the most normal and had the most fabric—a school uniform.
He lightly touched the lacy thigh-high stockings on the bed, the tips of his ears going pink. “001 sir, do I really have to wear this…?”
After a month of being an internet user in the modern world, Ruan Yao knew full well that this kind of look was designed for flirt-bait and clickbait. But his system settings were still based on traditional human values, making him extra shy about it.
“001 sir… do I have to stream right now? I haven’t even registered a channel yet. Can’t I wait until I find a place to live first?”
Even though he’d accepted that the mission involved flirt-bait streaming, actually doing it made his skin crawl. He was desperate to delay.
【I can provide a streaming account. The original host started around this time too, and also streamed from the dorm.】
Ruan Yao picked up on the firm tone in 001’s response. Though frustrated, he obediently got dressed.
Once the uniform was on, Ruan Yao realized what felt off earlier—the skirt was way too short.
The top was a typical school-style shirt, but the skirt barely reached his upper thighs, and even showed a bit of his butt in the back. Thank goodness for the black shorts underneath.
It was way shorter than any real school uniform. He kept tugging at the hem, but no matter how much he pulled, those black shorts peeked out.
Standing up, it looked like a slightly smaller school outfit.
But the moment Ruan Yao sat down and moved a little, his waist would flash into view, or a quick turn would reveal a pair of cute, teasing dimples on his lower back.
He wore a long black wig and just a touch of sparkly lip gloss. Standing there, he looked like a living, breathing dream girl.
Ruan Yao tugged at his choker while staring at his reflection. “001 sir… are you sure no one will realize I’m a boy like this?”
The pure white lace choker covered his Adam’s apple and made his neck look even slimmer and more graceful.
He fidgeted with his skirt and instinctively pressed his legs together.
“If I keep my legs closed and no one sees under my skirt, they won’t figure it out, right, 001 sir~?”
As the stream time drew near, Ruan Yao grew more and more anxious, his voice cracking like he was about to cry.
001 didn’t rush him. Instead, he soothed him gently.
【No one will notice. You’re beautiful. You can take some photos now to use as rotating stream thumbnails. They’ll be completely enchanted by you.】
【No one will suspect a thing. There won’t be any giveaway that you’re a boy.】
【Everyone’s going to fall for you.】
With 001’s calming words, Ruan Yao’s nerves settled a bit.
He wrote his stream title with deadly seriousness, picked a thumbnail, and clicked the go live button with his mouse.
001 practically bled sparkles from his circuits—Ruan Yao was too cute.
The thumbnail Ruan Yao picked was gorgeous, and it drew tons of people in.
As soon as the stream started, the view count exploded. The chat lit up immediately:
> — Streamer, streamer, marry me!
— Those legs! That innocent face! Typing with both hands to prove my innocence.
— You don’t even look real… I’m losing it.
— Streamer, I’m a college student… can I take a peek under the hood?
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