CHAPTER 938: CHAPTER 937: THE SWITCH THAT WAS FLIPPED

"Haah......"

Returning to her room, Asuna let out a weary sigh and collapsed onto the bed.

Just as Fang Zheng said, her sudden departure surprised quite a few people. In fact, Asuna was asked by a couple of people what had happened. But fortunately, she took Fang Zheng’s advice and said Eiriri played a prank on her, giving her a fright. This explanation managed to muddle through.

However, after returning, Asuna also took her grievances out on Black Cat by intensifying her training until Black Cat cried out for mercy. It was a small way to vent her frustration. But upon returning to the base, Asuna found that the lights in Eiriri’s room were still off, and the door was locked. Whether she had fled elsewhere or was planning to hide in her room, Asuna didn’t know...

"Hmph......"

Thinking about it, Asuna’s face flushed again. Although under Asuna’s "intense interrogation," Black Cat confessed that they merely wanted to draw something to spark their creative urge with no personal malice towards Asuna, she still couldn’t come to terms with it.

Why her, anyway? Why not draw Aoba or Gabriel, or just draw themselves?

Why make her the subject!

Thinking this, Asuna bit her lip and puffed her cheeks with discontent. What do they mean by saying she seemed more fitting to be the protagonist of a dojinshi? Is she really someone shameless?

"Hmph!"

With a light snort, Asuna lay on her back on the bed, heaving a long sigh. Then she reached out her hand to take out the dojinshi she confiscated from Black Cat earlier, titled "Asu no Na’s Tragedy—Tentacle X Fall," glaring at the cover, which depicted her disheveled and blushing appearance, instinctively wanting to delete it completely.

But then, just as the deletion prompt appeared, a thought flashed across Asuna’s mind.

What exactly was drawn in this? What was the story?

After hesitating for a moment, Asuna ultimately chose to cancel. She planned to first see what was depicted inside this work. Previously, Asuna had only noticed her own lewd, H-esque portrayal and exploded in anger, paying no attention to the plot. Now she decided to examine the story so she could criticize Eiriri with evidence when confronting her tomorrow!

With this in mind, Asuna opened the dojinshi again, flipping through page by page.

As a dojinshi artist, Eiriri’s skill level was, of course, unquestionable. Each illustration was of high quality. More importantly, whether it was Eiriri, Black Cat, or Fairy, they were all friends of Asuna. Especially Eiriri and Black Cat, who were quite familiar with Asuna. Therefore, the reactions of Eiriri’s drawn Asuna were almost identical to the real Asuna, leading to increasing feelings of unease the more she read.

Because Eiriri’s drawn Asuna reacted so much like her real self, Asuna even began to doubt if she had inadvertently done something like this before, and Eiriri had secretly observed and drawn it?

Of course, thinking about it, she knew that was impossible.

"........."

As a dojinshi artist with hands-on experience, Eiriri was becoming increasingly adept at drawing these vivid scenes. Asuna blushed more with each page, and her heart began to race, especially when she saw the scene depicting herself red-faced and panting. It made Asuna feel a tingling sensation in her chest.

"Haah...... haah......"

When Fang Zheng appeared in the story and began to tease her, Asuna’s own breathing became rapid.

As a well-behaved young lady, she had never had such experiences before. Though not completely ignorant of matters between men and women, her knowledge was limited to sex education classes.

But now......

"Mm....... mm......"

Asuna felt her mind gradually go blank. Her eyes were fixed on the small book in front of her, with her right hand’s fingers trembling slightly. Though inexperienced, she instinctively learned how to stimulate her body and feel pleasure.

Gradually, Asuna felt as if she was becoming one with the person in the dojinshi, no longer just mere illustrations but a real scene in her mind. She was no longer in her room but in an unknown pond, wearing a swimsuit, and being touched...

At the same time, Asuna’s body reached its limit at that moment!

"Mm....... mm......"

Asuna squinted, biting hard on her lip, with both feet pressing on the bed sheets. Her slender frame arched like a shrimp, shuddering slightly. After what seemed like an eternity, she groaned softly and collapsed onto the bed.

"Haah...... haah......"

Asuna, with a flushed face, raised her right hand, observing the viscous transparent fluid on her fingertips. After a moment, her face turned even redder. Then Asuna let out a cry, pulling the blanket over herself in embarrassment.

What on earth did she just do!

It was then that Asuna realized she had done something so shameless using that shameless dojinshi......

"Ugh...... What do I do now?"

Looking at the dojinshi beside her, Asuna couldn’t help but wail. She originally planned to use this dojinshi to scold Eiriri, but ended up being drawn into it herself......

What should she do now!!

As night turned to day.

When Fang Zheng saw Asuna again, he couldn’t help but be startled.

"What happened to you?"

Asuna appeared listless, in a half-alive state. On the other hand, Eiriri, standing beside Fang Zheng, looked refreshed, bright-eyed, and full of energy—understandably so, since Eiriri had experienced the joys of love the previous night and was now thoroughly satisfied.

But Asuna was different. She agonized and brooded all night after that, barely getting any sleep. Just when she thought she’d rest a bit in the morning, Fang Zheng’s text message called her over.

"Nothing, just didn’t sleep well......"

"Alright."

Fang Zheng obviously noticed Asuna didn’t want to elaborate, so he refrained from asking further. Instead, he patted Eiriri on the shoulder.

"Anyway, Eiriri is here. You two should resolve this matter privately. I’ll step out first."

After saying that, Fang Zheng turned and left, leaving Eiriri and Asuna alone in the room.

"..........."

The atmosphere immediately turned awkward.

"Mm...... um, I’m really sorry!"

Eiriri initially intended to be defiant, but upon seeing Asuna’s condition, she was frightened. She thought her dojinshi had caused Asuna severe mental distress (which wasn’t entirely wrong), so she quickly bowed her head to apologize.

"I didn’t do it on purpose, Asuna. It’s just because you were such a fitting subject for the dojinshi that I couldn’t resist drawing you...... I’m really sorry for troubling you. I won’t do it again!"

"Eh?...... Ah, um, I understand......"

Facing Eiriri, Asuna displayed a complicated expression. If it were yesterday, she could have easily laid into Eiriri without holding back. But after last night, she found herself at a loss for words.

After a moment of hesitation, Asuna softly asked.

"Um...... how many did you draw in total?"

"Three, three books......"

"I want to confiscate them all!"

"Eh...... alright."

Hearing Asuna’s demand, Eiriri instinctively wanted to protest, but on second thought, she quickly lowered her head in resignation.

After all, what argument could she make against the victim’s request?

So Eiriri handed over the dojinshi to Asuna, who took them and put them directly into her inventory without a glance.

"Alright, I’ll let it go this time. Don’t do it again. Drawing such embarrassing things...... it’s too much!"

"Yes, I’m sorry......"

"Then, that’s it."

With that, Asuna hurriedly turned to leave the room. Watching her go, Eiriri raised her head, scratching it in confusion.

Wouldn’t it suffice to just have her delete all those dojinshi? Why confiscate them?