Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Sasha adjusted the position of the cushion. "No, who told you that?"

"Do we need to listen to anyone? It's obvious. Usually, he's either in front of you, behind you, or on the side where he can see you. Why is he so far away this time?"

Sasha looked around. "What a coincidence! I didn't know."

"Of course you don't know."

Blizzard muttered under his breath, "When buying tickets, I always choose seats near you."

Anyway, they weren't arguing, but they were in a bit of a cold war. They didn't talk much when checking in, and even when Da Tou helped her with her luggage, they barely exchanged a few words. It was clear that the two of them were really awkward.

Back home, Blizzard immediately went to check on its pearl, which was growing better and better, with its tail becoming more and more elegant and beautiful. Pig, true to its name, was chubby and looked more like a fathead fish.

This time, Dadi went to the Asian Championships with them, and Blizzard asked Xiao Li from the second team to help take care of the fish tank. Unexpectedly, the fish tank was clean, and they no longer had to change the water and clean the fish tank as soon as they got home.

While packing her suitcase, Blizzard said, "Although Sister Di is good at playing ball, she's still a bit too meticulous when it comes to taking care of a little life. That's why I'm having Zhang Fei do the embroidery."

“That Xiaoxue…” Sasha hesitated before she could finish.

“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Blizzard explained. “I feel bad about bothering her every time. I’m always out and about, and I can’t neglect feeding these little creatures. I’m very grateful to her for helping me feed Pearl. Maybe she only fed them and didn’t scoop out the poop, which is why I’m so exhausted from cleaning up.”

"Why are you blinking?" Blizzard looked to the side. "There's no one else here, uh—"

Dadi wrapped his arm around Blizzard's neck from behind: "Are you talking bad about me?"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare," Blizzard pleaded. "I'm so grateful to you, otherwise I wouldn't bring you local specialties from the tournaments every time."

Da Di loosened his grip, sparing her life. "You say I didn't scoop up poop? Impossible! When you went out to compete, I would clean up the poop every night before leaving, except when feeding you. Why would you say you were exhausted from cleaning up?"

Blizzard wanted to show her the evidence, but then remembered that he hadn't taken any photos.

When I entered the room and saw how dirty the water was, I was afraid of the fish dying, so I didn't have time to take pictures.

I could only briefly explain to Dadi just how dirty it was inside; not only was the water murky, but we could also scoop out scraps of paper.

Da Di: "Bullshit, I've scooped it out cleaner than my pockets, how could there possibly be any paper?"

Blizzard patted her, telling her to calm down and not to continue the topic.

"Come, come, look at this."

He pulled a scarf from his suitcase. "This is a batik scarf I bought especially for you. It's made with batik and the colors are vibrant. Isn't it beautiful?"

Wow, it looks great!

Dadi took the scarf and raised an eyebrow at her. "Thanks. But I still want to clarify that I clean the fish tank every day."

After she left, Blizzard asked Sasha, "Do you think there's something fishy going on? Otherwise, why did Sister Di say she fished it out, but what I saw was so dirty?"

Sasha: "Why would a ghost throw scraps of paper into a fish tank?"

I racked my brains but couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it.

Sasha suddenly said casually, "I feel a chill on my neck."

"Really? In September, that shouldn't be the case."

Blizzard loves watching her jealous and vindictive attitude; it makes him laugh.

Sasha stomped her foot and snorted, "Do you have a dog outside?"

Stop teasing her. Blizzard pulled a bag of civet coffee from her suitcase: "It's from Yogyakarta. I bought the powdered kind, so you can just brew it. It has a unique flavor. I bought it especially for you. How could I not think of you when I'm out shopping? Are you still cold?"

Sasha said, "Now I'm not cold anymore, I feel warm all over, like a self-heating hot pot."

Blizzard saw her smiling with a worthless expression.

“Oh right,” she said, “when we bought it, we agreed that we would split the larger share. Why don’t you two discuss the proportion yourselves? I don’t like it, so don’t save any for me. I won’t get involved.”

Sasha tried to call out to her, but Blizzard grabbed her dirty clothes and ran quickly to the laundry room.

The following evening, during extra training, Da Tou went to Blizzard.

“I was asleep last night, I really didn’t mean to ignore you,” Blizzard said.

Da Tou trains during the day and then texts her when he gets home at night. She has to hide it from Sasha, which gives her a... not good feeling.

"Brother, stop worrying about it. Just ask her if she doesn't want to be with you."

"Who said anything about Sasha?" Big Head stubbornly insisted. "I'm asking about the cat poop coffee you brought me."

"I gave them all to Sasha, and asked her to share them with you. What, she didn't give them to you?"

"Don't even mention coffee, I didn't even see any poop."

"Oh, I still need to eat later."

Blizzard chuckled and patted his chest. "I really did tell her to come find you and break up with you. Maybe she doesn't really want to talk to you?"

Big Head's expression immediately darkened.

“That’s not what I meant. I meant that she might not want to see you.”

"...The more you try to comfort me, the more withdrawn I become."

"Then I won't say anything."

Big Head turned and left.

Just then, a ball hit Blizzard's feet. Qiu Shiyue walked over, picked it up, and looked up at her with a smile, saying, "Sorry, did it hit you?"

Qiu Shiyue's smile was a little strange, but one shouldn't hit a smiling person, so she shook her head and moved away from Qiu Shiyue.

Watching her departing figure, Qiu Shiyue's smile faded.

It turns out that even if she did nothing, God would help her.

The fact that Sha Tou broke up with her has nothing to do with her, nor does the freezing point in their relationship affect her. It's really satisfying that something like this happened, something she can stay out of and even enjoy.

……

Blizzard originally planned to go back to the dorm that night to ask Sasha what happened, but then she saw that Big Head had just finished talking to her and was actually going to find Sasha.

Sasha sat in the rest area, while Datou moved to a spot about one person's distance away. Seeing Datou, Sasha casually took a bag of coffee from her small white bag.

Blizzard probably knew Sasa had repackaged the unfamiliar packaging herself.

She didn't get involved. After fighting with Xiao Li for only three rounds, Sasha got up and left.

You're talking so fast?

Big Head sat there without moving, staring at the toes of his shoes for a long time. He unscrewed the bottle cap but didn't drink from it. He put it down by his feet and rubbed his temples. A ball hit his mineral water bottle, spilling it all.

Qiu Shiyue jogged over and said, "Sorry, Brother, I got you another bottle, it's unopened, you can drink it."

Big Head looked at the water, took the bottle to make sure the cap hadn't been tampered with, unscrewed it, and started drinking.

His overall aura was listless.

Qiu Shiyue was very perceptive and didn't bother him any further. After taking the water, she left on her own.

Blizzard shifted a few steps and stood in the path she was about to take. As she approached, it said lightly:

"You hit it pretty well, you hit exactly where you pointed, right at my feet, right on the big water bottle, pretty accurate."

Qiu Shiyue turned her head and asked with a smile, "Then do you dare to have a match?"

"I need to prepare for the German Open, so I don't have time to coach you."

Qiu Shiyue's lips twitched twice, but she didn't retort and went back to the pool table to practice.

Blizzard stared at her back for a long time.

Can she tolerate this?

Could she have been possessed?

When I got back to the dorm that night, Blizzard was standing by Sasha's bed.

"What? You want to know what we talked about?" Sasha said.

Blizzard shook his head. "Didn't you say you felt a chill today? I'll sleep with you."

Sasha glanced at the air conditioner on the wall, which was set to 26 degrees Celsius, then lifted the blanket to make room for her.