As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

Liu Ren walked behind Chang Bingyu, grabbed a strand of silver hair, and blew it back and forth with the warm air from the hairdryer.

His movements were very light, as if he were combing some kind of brocade or silk.

With someone's help, the moisture in Chang Bingyu's hair evaporated quickly.

It's much faster than if she did it by herself.

"That'll be fine."

Liu Ren touched the ends of Chang Bingyu's hair and nodded after confirming that it was dry.

"Thank you."

"You are welcome."

"Can you help me blow-dry my hair tomorrow too?"

"Tomorrow..." Liu Ren hesitated for a moment.

“It’s too much trouble to blow it myself.” Chang Bingyu looked at him. “If Brother Ren blows it for me, it will save a lot of time.”

Those clear eyes made it difficult for Liu Ren to say no.

"Okay, I can help you tomorrow too, it won't take much effort anyway."

"it is good."

Chang Bingyu's face still didn't show much expression.

But Liu Ren could sense a fleeting moment of happiness in her.

This is probably a byproduct of boosting one's mental attributes.

When I calm down, I can occasionally sense the emotional fluctuations of those around me.

Chang Bingyu stood up, intending to go back to her room to rest.

But perhaps it wasn't wrapped tightly enough, or perhaps the movement was too large.

In short, the towel she was wrapped in slipped off her body as she moved.

"..."

"—!"

Liu Ren swiftly grabbed the edge of the bath towel and lifted it to Chang Bingyu's chest level.

That was close; we almost fell into a moral crisis.

No, it's already in a moral crisis.

Having too much mental strength has a slight drawback.

Those are scenes I've seen, and they're hard to forget.

"Why are you only wrapped in a bath towel? Didn't you buy pajamas?" Liu Ren asked.

"My pajamas aren't dry," Chang Bingyu replied seriously.

"I see... It's true that the sun hasn't come out these past few days; it's been cloudy for a whole week."

After all, it's already the end of November.

Winter is almost here.

Chang Bingyu took the bath towel from Liu Ren, but didn't wrap it around herself. She simply picked it up and turned to walk towards her bedroom.

"Hey..." Liu Ren glanced at it subconsciously, then quickly looked away.

It seems I need to find some time to teach Chang Bingyu some basic common sense.

"Ok?"

Hearing Liu Ren's shout, Chang Bingyu turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Make sure you're properly wrapped in a towel; don't expose your body to the air," Liu Ren said, glancing sideways.

"Oh... why?"

"Why... because as a woman, it's common sense that you shouldn't let men see your body so easily."

"This common sense is so strange."

"Not at all! Just do it this way, understand? Unless you're very close, you should always dress appropriately, no matter where you are, even at home."

"Oh." Chang Bingyu nodded, then asked another question, "Aren't we in a close relationship?"

"...Intimate relationships also have different levels, such as friends, family, and lovers."

"Then what is our relationship?"

"Friends and family."

"Can't friends and family see the body?"

"No."

"Oh."

Chang Bingyu left, her eyes filled with thought.

She didn't have any obvious awareness of this.

But her intuition told her that neither the words "friends" nor "family" that Liu Ren used could describe the relationship between her and him.

The friendship is too shallow.

Family members, yet they are all too ordinary.

Hearing the door to Chang Bingyu's bedroom close, Liu Ren breathed a sigh of relief and casually dried his short hair.

He then turned off the living room lights and went back to his bedroom.

After glancing at the gaming helmet on the desk, Liu Ren carried it to the bedside and put it on his head.

"Eternal Night," initiating!