Ugh, wasn't the Awakening System supposed to make me the main character?

When that guy noticed me, he walked over with a big smile, but what kind of thoughts were hidden behind that smile?

I know it all too well...

"Teacher Guiye looks very tired. You must have had a hard morning. Do you need help relaxing?"

Tired? Thinking about it carefully, besides being exposed by Ning Xueyang and Mochizuki Sakiko this morning, I don't think I did anything else. It was indeed quite tiring...

Although I knew that the relaxation Yin Yihong mentioned was probably not a good thing, I was still curious about what she was planning to do, so I asked her.

"So, how does Teacher Yin Yihong plan to help me relax?"

"This? I'm planning to massage Teacher Guiye's acupoints. I learned this from the instruction book, but I don't know how well I've learned it."

Massaging acupoints? That would mean she'd touch my body, how could that be? She's been eyeing me like a hawk!

"How about we just count it..."

"Teacher Guiye shouldn't refuse, right?"

Before I could finish refusing, Yin Yihong interrupted me.

Her smile grew increasingly eerie, which should have made me uneasy, but her voice seemed to possess some kind of fantastical magic, making my already fuzzy head even more dizzy.

I don't know why, but the words of refusal stuck in my throat, and my thoughts changed at that moment.

After all this hard work, it doesn't seem like it would be a bad thing to have her give me a massage, as long as I'm careful not to let her touch any strange places, right?

Hmm! As long as you don't touch anything weird, it'll be fine!

And I've heard that getting a massage is very comfortable, so I'd actually like to try it myself.

It's just a test. As long as I'm careful around her in the future, nothing will happen.

With that in mind, I finally agreed.

"Why don't we give it a try?"

I leaned back onto the table and looked at Yin Yihong.

Seeing this, Yin Yihong also came to my side, her slender and soft hands gently moving on my shoulders.

I must say, Yin Yihong's massage technique is really good. The areas that were originally a bit stiff completely relaxed after Yin Yihong's massage. If I hadn't been consciously tense, my muscles would probably have become soft and weak.

It's just a shoulder massage, there shouldn't be any strange movements, right?

Thinking about it that way, I don't see any reason to stay tense anymore.

It seems that Yin Yihong really doesn't intend to do anything strange this time, so there's no need for me to be so nervous.

With that thought, my mind completely relaxed, and the comfortable moans that were out of my control burst out of my mouth.

"Mmm~ Ah~ Oh oh oh~~ Ee ya, be gentle, mmm~"

But I was so comfortable and relaxed that I didn't even notice how terrible my moans were.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Yihong's voice reached my ears again.

No, it's not so much that it reached my ears, but rather that it reached the depths of my mind, to the point that I couldn't immediately distinguish whether it was Yin Yihong's voice or my own truest thoughts.

You feel very relaxed right now~ very relaxed~

I feel very relaxed right now... very relaxed...

"Relax to the point where you can't think about anything, you can only hear your own voice~"

I couldn't think about anything anymore; all I could hear was Yin Yihong's voice...

"You seem really sleepy now. You've worked so hard for so long, shouldn't you get some sleep now?"

So sleepy... Time to sleep...

The strange sounds, combined with the eerie massage techniques, brought my brain to a state I had never experienced before, a light and airy feeling, as if I were floating on a cloud.

My consciousness was fading away, and my eyelids were getting heavy. No, this felt too good. Maybe I should just take a nap. Nothing strange will happen anyway...

……

"Mmm~ Ah~~~"

I got up from my seat after waking up and slowly stretched.

I slept so well, my whole body is still tingling and numb. I haven't had such a comfortable sleep in ages.

Just as I was getting ready to get off my seat and move around, my foot slipped.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a pool of liquid that had appeared there at some unknown time.

Tsk, who's so rude, pouring water on my seat?

Looking outside, it was already quite dark.

It's so late already, looks like I've been sleeping for a long time. I have to say, Yin Yihong's acupressure technique is quite good.

Clean up the water on the spot with a mop, and then go back.

I walked to the corner of the office, picked up the mop, and at that moment the system notification sounded.

"Congratulations, host, on completing the plot. The plot tags are: office, hypnosis, and boiling water."

Ah ha, I knew it! I was sleeping so soundly, because I was making advances on other girls while I was asleep.

If I remember correctly, "water-boiled" means that the protagonist sleepwalks and attacks others while asleep!

Huh? Is that so?

Why do I always feel like something has been changed in my brain?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it. I can go home after a good night's sleep. It's such a precious time in life, why think so much?

32. Silly Lolita's Dad!

So comfortable, meow. Even though I'm already off work and home, I still feel so relaxed all over. The sweet pleasure still fills my whole body and hasn't faded away for a long time.

Is Yin Yihong's massage technique really that amazing? The aftereffects are so strong; my brain still feels lightheaded.

Wow, girls' bodies are amazing! They feel so good when they get a massage. I never felt this way when I was a boy.

It was nearing evening, and the pale sunset painted the western sky of the city red, though the daytime heat had not yet subsided.

Looking around at the scenery, it felt so familiar yet somewhat strange. It was something I could see all the time, but it looked much bigger because I had shrunk.

As I was feeling sentimental, I realized it was getting dark. In my current state, I felt it would be dangerous to stay out too late, so I decided to hurry home.

I quickened my pace, and just as I reached the floor below my own building, I heard a girl snoring coming from upstairs. Her voice sounded very young and cute.

Huh? Is there a girl sleeping in front of my house? Thinking of this, I quickened my pace and walked upstairs.

Just as I expected, a delicate and adorable little white-haired girl was sleeping against my door, wearing a white polka-dot tutu, and her white stockings were covered in dust from being close to the floor. She looked like a stunning beauty who had stepped out of an anime.

She sat leaning against the corner of the wall, her white hair, which cascaded down like a waterfall, covered in dust.

I quickly went over and shook the little white-haired girl's cute head, trying to wake her up.

"Little sister, why are you sleeping in front of my house?"

I kept my voice as soft as possible, afraid of startling the girl in front of me.

As I gently called her name, the little girl slowly woke up. She rubbed her eyes with her soft, white hands and groggily looked up at me.

"Hmm~ Night after night?"

"Ye Ye?" Was that what the little girl just called me? Although some people do call me that, I'm more inclined to believe that the little girl in front of me has mistaken me for someone else. And maybe that person is also called "Ye Ye" by the little girl, since I don't have any recollection of the little girl in front of me.

Without dwelling on what she had just said, I gently pulled her up and whispered to her:

"Where do you live? Let me take you home."

I meant well and wanted to take her home, but the little girl got anxious the moment she heard that.

"Huh?! No way! I don't want to go back and stay with that perverted old woman! Yaya, can you please not make me go back?"

As she spoke, she raised her head, biting her bright red lips tightly, her clear red eyes glistening with tears, as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment.

Although I didn't quite understand why the little one in front of me would say that, her adorable appearance made me really reluctant to send her back.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Let's not go home yet, let's go inside first."

I comforted the little one in front of me, opened the door, and decided to let the little girl rest at my house for a while before figuring out how to send her home.

After all, even though we're about the same age, I'm actually a 25-year-old adult male.

I certainly don't want her parents to come looking for her someday and give her a three-year sentence or the death penalty for her illegal activities.

When I gestured for her to come in, the little girl immediately dropped her pitiful look and revealed a cute smile, her dimples blushing slightly.

"Hehe, I knew it! Ye Ye is the best!"

Oh my god, so...so cute, my nose is about to bleed!

The little girl happily walked into my rented room, then looked around and rolled around on my bed as if she didn't belong anywhere.

Little lolis like rolling around in bed so much? Cough cough... I guess I'm a loli now, ugh!

Although I felt very uncomfortable seeing others messing with my things, I still quietly sat down on the edge of the bed and tried to ask in a gentle voice how to get her back.

"Little sister, why don't you give me your parents' phone number? I'll help you contact them or send you home."