-1-

That day was a historic and magical day.

Mr. P carried the drunk Miss M back to his apartment. His heart was filled with disbelief, so much so that when he went up the stairs he felt like he was walking on marshmallow steps, and each step he took was into a piece of sweet cheese.

...What went wrong tonight?

This is not good.

He needed to control—to understand—so that he could further seduce—

You know, the distance between him and her has always been very far.

It can be thousands of kilometers, countless worlds, or time flowing in different directions in different dimensions.

-2-

That's how it should be between them.

Going to bed doesn’t mean anything, where has the intimacy gone?

It's just a person who is trying his best to recall and review the "xx Skills Encyclopedia" he has studied, and who uses alcohol and sexual stimulation to temporarily dispel the feeling of fatigue or boredom.

No kissing, no hugging, no talking about feelings or the future——

Even if her nails scratched him so hard that he had to hiss in the shower for a whole week, she would not have any trace in his life.

-3-

...Oh, it's not like there is no trace at all.

Every time she left scratches, they were really long, numerous, and painful.

Mr. P is probably the only guy in the world who, upon hearing a beautiful woman's sexual invitation, doesn't first look at her figure but at her nails, and then thinks to himself, "Oh, I really need to hold her down and trim her nails."

But Miss M wouldn't let him touch her hand.

There is no reason, it’s just not allowed.

-4-

In fact, he had not received many sexual requests from beautiful women, and had many opportunities to look at other people's bodies.

Because Mr. P knows that Miss M likes cleanliness.

Ever since their first relationship, when he wanted her to take responsibility, he had consciously kept his distance from all members of the opposite sex.

Not to mention the figure, he wouldn't even stare at other girls' fingernails, because every time he looked closely at Miss M's fingernails, he would think of (bad) sex, and staring at the fingernails of other opposite sexes would make him very uncomfortable.

After all, he didn't want to help other girls trim their nails, nor did he want to consider the possibility of other girls leaving marks on his back.

...For a weirdo who thinks even looking at the nails of other opposite sex is cheating, it is difficult to make him pay attention to the figure of the opposite sex.

When he tried to join in the private discussions of his male colleagues and heard them laughing and commenting on the figure of a beautiful female colleague, Mr. P would even quietly put on his headphones and pretend that he was listening to heavy metal.

-5-

He always naturally blocks out all relations with the opposite sex.

Because, well, he thought, I don’t understand love and I never plan to get married or fall in love.

-6-

Mr. P has never considered himself an attractive member of the opposite sex since he was young, because he is not good-looking, not strong, and has an ordinary personality. He behaves like a stable foam board that anyone can pinch or poke, and he has no rebellious spirit.

He couldn't even arm wrestle a girl.

——Of course, all of the above belong to Mr. P’s self-evaluation. It is extremely subjective for him to evaluate himself as “ordinary and ordinary”. It is the same as his evaluation of Miss M as “a silly, cute and fun cat”.

Moreover, the example Mr. P used to compare himself with as "good-looking" and "powerful" was Miss M, and he indeed could not beat Miss M in arm wrestling.

...Who can beat M in an arm wrestling contest?

Even the Saiyans might not be able to compare.

-7-

And the reason they had the arm wrestling competition that time was because Mr. P insisted on cutting her nails before going to bed, but Ms. M firmly disagreed with him grabbing her hand with the nail clippers.

So they decided to have an arm wrestling match.

So they sat face to face at the desk in the hotel room and arm wrestled for half an hour.

- Oh, it wasn't that Mr. P held on for half an hour before being defeated. He was defeated within ten seconds. It was Miss M who was still not satisfied after winning the match. She held his hand and twisted his wrist back and forth a hundred or eighty times.

-8-

"My temporary bedmate. Your hands are so good to hold. Your wrists are so good to bend."

"……Thanks."

-9-

Not only did Mr. P hiss in the shower for a week straight, he also had to switch his dominant hand to handle daily tasks.

This is also one of the reasons why he hates having sex with M——

She would always be able to get dressed and leave before the sun came out the next morning, while he would have to endure the pain of not being able to lift his dominant hand or have anyone pat him on the shoulder for a whole week.

-10-

In TV shows and movies, humans have a loving breakfast the next day after having sex.

If all else fails, there's also a fried egg.

...What did he have? His hand was almost broken, a love heart scribbled on the headboard with a black marker, and a hotel bill to be paid.

The guest at room 1407 packed three bags of chocolate covered nuts, five cheese and sea salt crackers, and eleven strawberry and raspberry cream puffs... Great, he knew why she'd made an exception this time and left a goodbye message and condescended to scribble a heart... Instead of ordering these ridiculously expensive snacks in his name, she might as well have just stolen his wallet and used it to buy breakfast. Did she have no idea about hotel bills? That was fine, she could just buy whatever she wanted...

…But why is there a consumption record of subscribing to adult channels?

...Did he perform that badly last night?

-11-

In fact, Miss M just wanted to watch a newly released movie. The cost of renting movie discs from the living world in the system world was too high, and that movie was said to be a masterpiece that "requires someone to accompany you so that you won't run out of tears." Miss M couldn't find anyone to watch it with her in the system world.

Although she didn't think she would cry or need someone to accompany her, the movie promotion said so. It seemed a low-brow way for her to stand alone on the garbage dump pipe next to the side door of the cinema and peek at the big screen through the exhaust vent.

The bed partner I randomly found tonight is just the right person to be a movie companion. He is stupid and has a lot of money, is quiet and doesn't make any noise, and his sleeping posture is quite cute.

Once she sat up again, leaned against the headboard and turned on the TV, he automatically adjusted his arm to support her and provide warmth.

Even if he is already fast asleep, adjusting his arms is a natural movement in his sleep.

-12-

So Miss M watched the movie alone, holding the arm that the man had put on her after he fell asleep, and stroked his golden hair that was buried in the pillow for a long time. It was more enjoyable than eating popcorn.

...Help! How can a mere man own such a petting golden retriever? Such petting golden retrievers are obviously the exclusive domain of cute dogs!

-13-

Facts have proven that the movie is far from being a "masterpiece", and it has nothing to do with its promotional message of "you need someone to accompany you so that you won't run out of tears".

Miss M didn't cry while watching the movie. She was sleepy and fell asleep while stroking her new sex partner's golden retriever, which felt great. The remote control in her hand was kicked aside by her foot, and the button directly hit the adult movie.

The TV screen played action movies with various poses all night long, and Miss M slept with them all night holding their hair and arms.

——She woke up with a start in the early morning and found that she was only a kiss away from his sleeping face buried in the pillow.

-14-

Obviously.

No matter which universe or world your bed partner is from, they will not sleep with their faces touching, their fingers tangled in their hair, or their arms wrapped around each other.

Nor will you have the thought that "it seems very kissable" the first moment you wake up.

-15-

So Miss M rolled and crawled, put on her clothes, and flew out—she flew to the hall and then flew back to pack some high-sugar snacks, because she found that she got really hungry after doing it—and then flew away again, quickly leaving the world and packing up her memories.

Her movements were smooth and flowing. She was even stunned when she was operating her memory with a strawberry puff in her mouth. She felt that this set of escape procedures was too skillful.

-16-

...But within seconds, she heartlessly threw this sense of familiarity behind her, leaving Mr. P in another dimension to wake up a few hours later, looking at the big screen still playing the action movie and the hotel bill items, and fell into deep self-doubt.

-17-

Not really.

Isn't it just that I didn't beat her in arm wrestling? In what world and what creature could beat her?

Is it really that disgusting? That she watched an adult movie alone next to him for the entire night?

…Could it be that she was unhappy with him sleeping afterward and wanted to keep the night going? …No, he didn't go to sleep right away. After cleaning up, he even asked if it was okay and if he could sleep if he was done… He had to go to work at 7 o'clock today, and he had to leave time for her to "escape before the morning light"… Could it be that she had just watched some awful idol drama in her world again and got completely hooked?

For example, the last time she was so engrossed in a drama she was watching somewhere, she came to him and started chatting him up with the words, "Even if the whole world is against it, I will still be with you."

-17-

to be honest.

If Mr. P had not been familiar with M in advance and had not prepared to go to her in advance, he would have turned around and left when he heard a strange woman say such things to him in the bar.

-18-

Why do you want to be together even though the whole world is against you? You don't even know my name, but you are in a hurry to fight against the whole world. What can the whole world do to you? What can you do to the whole world?

Who are you?

-19-

...But who can blame M for saying such a speechless opening line? M can really make the whole world this way or that way, and she can make even the most empty and pretentious lines become real facts.

Mr. P had no choice but to act with her. During the process, he clearly felt that she must have been obsessed with watching TV dramas recently, and she must have been obsessed with idol dramas.

-20-

M likes all kinds of film and television works. She often gets carried away and loves to act. When she was in prison, she performed the entire "Tigger and Bear" in front of a simple little cylinder made of a prison dinner plate.

It all started when he casually said during a chat, "I've never seen Winnie the Pooh or Tigger."

Miss M immediately said excitedly that she could broadcast it live, and then Mr. P was forced to listen to "Oh, it's bee-honey-" next door for three days and three nights, and he had to take time out from his straitjacket and restraints to applaud and praise her for her lively and lovely performance.

He suspected she wasn't helping her cellmates regain their childhood at all.

She simply loves to act, and can get carried away by a little bear.

-twenty one-

...From this, I can infer that the last time she started watching idol dramas, this time she will definitely...

hiss.

Did you watch some stimulating adult film? Or some exaggerated pornographic cartoon?

Considering that every time she came to him, she thought it was her first one-night stand—this time, she wouldn't be obsessed with porn and really think that a casual hookup in the real world could be a full-night affair?

Please, he has his own job and his own life. The prerequisite for working a whole night is that you treat me as your boss and approve my unconditional leave and guarantee that I will not deduct my bonus for being late, okay?

If I lose my perfect attendance bonus, what will I use to buy you those fancy snacks in the hotel?

...So he really hates having sex with M.

-twenty two-

Anywhere else is harmonious, and it is also very suitable to play with her.

Only "sex".

Mr. P feels that sex with her is comparable to a performance appraisal.

Every time the results and evaluations came out, I felt like I was doing okay... But every time afterwards, she would do something subtle, like staying up late at night watching adult movies alone, or running out at the speed of a 100-meter sprint without even putting on shoes right after we were done... That was almost like a subtle look from a boss...

Is there anyone who can do better than me?

Is it true that this result cannot make me the best employee and get the most generous bonus?

...Then he couldn't help but start reflecting on himself, reflecting on the process, reflecting on every step and every action...and found many areas that needed improvement.

Every time he finished with her, he could write a reflection report of more than 20,000 words.

...What a painful performance review.

-twenty three-

Mr. P was not interested in sex, and he hated being used as a tool in this regard. But he chose to M her——

In stark contrast to him who wanted to spend more time with her in a pure way, she was only interested in having impure sex with him.

……Headache.

It seems that he needs to re-download some video files and teaching documents to continue to improve his studies.