Chapter 98 Campus Story 4: Sleeping in the Same Room
This sentence successfully made the air freeze again, and the only two people in the dormitory fell into a state of silence once more.
Compared to the handsome guy opposite who was looking down and avoiding the conversation, the speaker was much more composed.
He sized up his roommate.
My gaze traveled from the other person's drooping, beautifully shaped nape of her neck, to her slender fingers, clearly defined from clutching her wig, and finally to her slightly disheveled nun's dress, disheveled from the struggle.
Finally, the focus settled on those legs, pressed together and tightly encased in pure white stockings.
The only sounds in the air were the distant noise outside the window and a kind of silent cognition being rewritten.
They are quite patient, though.
The handsome young man remained silent, his posture relaxed, his arms resting on the back of the chair, his chin propped up, waiting for the other person's next move.
To his surprise, the handsome man lowered his eyes and, under his gaze, slowly and methodically began to fix his wig.
Buster couldn't understand his action code, so he remained silent and continued to observe. Then, he watched as the other person took out a box and slowly arranged the neatly styled long golden hair.
Sensing being ignored, Buster frowned and asked, "Aren't you going to explain anything?"
He was used to conflict and straightforward solutions, whether it was anger or explanation, there should always be some reaction. Instead, he was being invisibly blocked by an almost composed silence.
Reinhardt's movements did not falter at all.
He carefully straightened the last strand of golden hair, placed it in the box, closed the lid, and made a soft "click" sound.
After doing all this, he finally raised his eyes and looked at Buster, as if he was puzzled by the question itself.
"Explain what?" Buster actually had the leisure to ask, "Didn't you already have the answer?"
Buster fell silent.
Buster met the other's clear eyes, trying to find in them any hint of provocation, resignation, or some other kind of discontent.
However, after looking for a long time, he still couldn't glean anything from the other person's eyes.
It seems that men wearing women's clothing is not something worth paying attention to, and it seems that Buster, who is waiting for an explanation, is making a mountain out of a molehill.
They're quite good at making people choke.
Buster snorted coldly.
Aren't you afraid I'll tell others?
He didn't actually intend to tell anyone. Compared to bringing women back to his dorm for casual sex, he was more tolerant of personal fetishes.
But Buster just loves to be a jerk, especially when he sees his roommate's calm face. He can't help but want to provoke and tease him, wanting to see that composed face show helplessness and panic.
But his provocation seemed to have hit a brick wall; the other party remained indifferent.
Whether you speak or not is your personal decision; I have no right to make that decision.
His statement was concise, objective, and devoid of any emotion, even conveying a sense of indifference or resignation.
Buster crossed his arms and chuckled.
"It sounds like you're encouraging me to open the door and announce to the world that my roommate is a beautiful girl."
Reinhardt silently turned his head away, responding to his provocation with his handsome back and silhouette.
Buster laughed heartily, his long legs rising from the chair. He walked to the door, opened it, and took off his luggage to bring it inside.
"Don't worry, I'm not that bored." After throwing his luggage on the bed, Reinhardt noticed that the bed next to his had been cleaned and fitted with brand new bedding.
His roommate didn't even take off his shoes, and just sat down on the bed casually.
“I’m not interested in men, and I’m not interested in men who wear women’s clothes, so you can wear whatever you want, it’s none of my business. But if you don’t want me to see you, I suggest you coordinate your own schedule.” Buster patted the bed and said, “Because starting today, you have to sleep with me.”
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Victoria: (Screaming) Why are you asking me to sleep with you right away?!
Buster: ...? I meant sleeping in the same room, what are you thinking?
Victoria: (Screams) Sleeping in the same room isn't right either!
Reinhardt: ... (didn't understand what was wrong)
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