Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

Ikeno has changed.

On the way back to school, he was extremely patient and meticulous, opening the car door for Wen Ying, fastening her seatbelt, and playing soothing music in the car. He even became more talkative.

Before she got off the bus, I draped a coat over her shoulders and straightened the wrinkles in the hem in the gentle evening breeze.

Ikeno said, "See you later." In the deep night, the possessiveness and aggression in his eyes quietly faded away, leaving only tenderness.

Gentle? How can Ikeno be associated with gentleness?

The system kept sighing throughout: "Look at how he's made his house—does it even resemble a dark room? He claims he's willing to humble himself, but he has absolutely no domineering spirit. How is this plot supposed to continue?!"

How to continue? Even the system was confusing, and Wen Ying's thoughts were also in disarray.

A breeze was blowing, and she pulled her coat tighter around herself, thinking helplessly that she had just returned the coat that had been hanging in her dorm for a few days, and now she had brought out a new one from the other person's house.

I don't know if this person was genuinely worried that she would be cold, or if they were doing it on purpose.

I lowered my head and took a sniff. The slightly bitter citrus flavor seemed to disappear after being mixed with the strawberry milk.

Did it disappear, or did it secretly hide away? Wen Ying didn't know.

Chi Ye is difficult to understand.

Even though she already had a perfect 100% favorability rating, she still couldn't see through his calm and collected expression to see whether there was a turbulent undercurrent hidden beneath it, or if there was nothing at all.

"You're back?" Upon returning to the dormitory, only one light was on.

As usual, Yu Qing applied a face mask under the bed and looked at Wen Ying in the mirror: "How was the birthday party? Did it go smoothly?"

Wen Ying nodded: "It's fine." She walked to the bedside to take off her coat.

"Not bad, Aying." Yu Qingchao gave her a thumbs up, her tone genuinely proud. "You've grown up and can now stand on your own."

Wen Ying smiled at her. Yu Qing's praise was full of sincerity, which made her feel better without her even realizing it.

"Oh right, Ying, a girl came looking for you after you left." Jiang Xue's head suddenly popped out from the bed. "She said she had taken a general education class with us this morning and had something urgent to tell you. I told her you were out and asked her to send you a message. I don't know if you received it."

Wen Ying paused for a moment, then said no.

She remembered the girl who sat in front of her that morning and the girl's cold expression when they became friends. So she took out her phone, found the profile picture that looked similar to hers in her contact list, and sent a message.

A red exclamation mark immediately appeared; the girl had deleted her as a friend.

Wen Ying remembered Jiang Xue's words, "It's urgent," and submitted the friend request again.

But it was never approved, so Wen Ying put the matter out of her mind over the upcoming weekend.

On Sunday, my roommates said they were going out for a meal together.

The first person to bring it up was Jiang Xue: "I'm going back to my hometown for an internship soon, and this might be the last time we eat together."

"Your major internships are starting so early? Our advisor hasn't notified us yet," Lu Xi said.

"Who knows? Anyway, my boyfriend and I have already decided that we'll get our names registered at his dad's company first, and then we'll go traveling and have a good time for a few days, enjoying the last moments of our youth." Jiang Xue stretched. "Let's go out for hot pot. I wonder how many more times I can use my student discount."

Yu Qing asked, "Should we call your boyfriend along?"

Jiang Xue immediately rejected this suggestion: "Why call him? It's not romantic if a man comes to our gathering."

The four girls quickly tidied themselves up and took a car to the hot pot restaurant that Jiang Xue had booked.

During the meal, Wen Ying's phone kept receiving messages, a mix of Zhao Qi's voice messages and Chi Ye's text messages. She adhered to Jiang Xue's saying, "It's not romantic when men are involved," and ignored them all.

Zhao Qi persistently called her several times, but Wen Ying simply silenced her phone.

Chi Ye thoughtfully sent a message saying, "Did I bother you? I'm sorry." There was a hint of disappointment in his words, but Wen Ying was hard-hearted today and didn't reply.

While eating, they overheard a birthday celebration at the next table. Jiang Xue and Yu Qing joined in the festive atmosphere of the hot pot restaurant, loudly singing "Happy Birthday." The guests at the next table were very generous, and Wen Ying's table received four huge slices of ice cream cake.

Everyone enjoyed the meal, but the two singers hadn't had their fill of singing, so they went to a nearby karaoke room.

Wen Ying sat and listened to her roommates sing in turn, when a microphone was shoved into her hand.

"Aying, sing a song! I think you're a really good singer!" Yu Qing encouraged her, holding her hand.

"What do you want to sing, Aying? I'll request a song for you." Lu Xi sat in front of the big screen.

Amidst her roommates' barrage of sweet words, Wen Ying was coaxed into raising the microphone.

"Wow, Wen Ying sang for me!" Jiang Xue's performing instincts kicked in again. "Could today be my lucky day?"

Wen Ying blushed at the teasing, but fortunately the lighting in the private room was dim, so no one could tell.

She picked a currently popular TV drama OST and said, "This one will do." Lu Xi picked an a cappella version for her.

Wen Ying actually sings very well; everyone was right.

Moreover, her singing skills were quite good. Even though she was so shy that she could barely stand amidst the cheers, her voice was still clear through the microphone.

[Wow, 100 points!] The system turns around and lights up.jpg

"I recorded it for you, you can play it anytime you want to relive it." The electronic voice was still boasting.

Wen Ying told it to shut up, and the system immediately disappeared, but the recording file had already been placed on her phone.

They even thoughtfully sent a copy to Ikeno as well.

Wen Ying saw it and quickly withdrew, but two minutes had already passed. She wanted the system to come out and atone with its death.

The phone showed that Chi Ye had received the recording file, but he remained silent, unlike his roommates who gathered around to shower him with affectionate compliments.

Wen Ying was so embarrassed by the words "The other party has accepted" on the screen that she wanted to die on the spot.

She mentally questioned the system: "The affection level is already maxed out, why did you send him this?"

System's dark voice: [Hahaha... I don't know! The male lead has gone mad, and so have I. From now on, I'm a cold, emotionless machine. None of you will have an easy time...]

Wen Ying: ...Nervous.

She believed the system had gone mad, and that occasional lapses in AI logic were normal.

However, Ikeno... is not quite normal.

After quite some time, he finally finished listening to the three-minute and twenty-second recording, and messages kept popping up.

"It sounds good."

"like."

"I've listened to it many times."

Then he changed the subject: "The lyrics have 267 words, you don't have that many when you talk to me."

Wen Ying was stunned. Who would count while talking when they have nothing better to do?

wyy: "You've become a lot more talkative today."

Chino paused for a moment, then sent a short voice message: "Do you dislike talkative people?"

The sound was mixed with a sad and lyrical song that Jiang Xue had recently chosen, creating a very melancholic atmosphere.

wyy: "...I don't dislike it."

cyy: "Oh, so you like it?"

Who taught you that not disliking someone means liking them?

Wen Ying was typing angrily when her hand suddenly stopped—cyy,wyy.

When did Ikeno change his online name?

Does he think this is a couple's nickname?!