Tina's Gift

After that, Kang De studied diligently for a long time.

He was so engrossed in his work that he forgot to eat and sleep.

I haven't worked this hard in a long time.

As expected.

Kang De stared at the several pages of notes filled with dense handwriting. The words and example sentences he had learned before, their pronunciations and meanings, floated into his mind, and he remembered them very well. He felt like a genius.

I could have become the top scorer in the college entrance examination, entered Tsinghua University or Peking University, studied abroad, and eventually won the Nobel Prize. There is only one reason why I did not experience such a life.

"The government should assign me a good teacher position..."

This is a loss for the Republic and the Chinese nation.

He gently rubbed his fingers together, a lingering sensation on his hands—proof of his diligent studies. The fragrance lingering around his fingertips must be the scent of wisdom.

The ancients said, "There are beauties like jade in books," and this is indeed true; how wonderful are these words!

The door to the inner room was pushed open, and Tina, her face flushed, came running out, carrying a bag. She had changed back into her usual clothes, but the teaching suit that could have boosted Kang De's enthusiasm for learning a hundredfold was carefully wrapped up, the blazer rolled up on the outside, making it look like just a black cloth bag.

She glanced at Kang De, her watery eyes sparkling, her cheeks glowing like fire.

His eyes held a look that seemed to be both pleased and annoyed.

I don't know what I'm happy about, nor what I'm blaming.

Seeing her like this, the scenes of her diligent study and patient guidance from before resurfaced in Kang De's mind, and his desire to learn and improve rekindled. He raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I want to attend night school!"

Tina blushed and spat, "You do it yourself!"

These words were ambiguous, or rather, very ambiguous to Kang De. He subconsciously got up and walked toward Tina, driven by an instinctive impulse to always want more. But as he approached and was about to speak, he felt a cool sensation on his lips. The girl's slender fingers were raised and pressed against his lips.

Shh, don't speak...

The girl's voice was low, melodious, and clear as a song.

"That's enough for today, okay? Don't do anything else, and don't say anything else."

She looked up into Kang De's eyes, where Kang De image, the lake water, and the starlight were reflected. She smiled and said, "Let's stop here for today, otherwise... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."

The princess gently lowered her hand, tilted her head, and smiled bitterly as if mocking herself, "If I can't help myself, I'll be unwilling... Kang De, I'm such a greedy girl."

Kang De paused for a moment, then nodded, the thought in his eyes slowly fading away.

From a young age, his mother taught him to be bold in his actions and decisive in his decisions.

But his father taught him to consider other people's feelings and not to force others to do things they don't like.

Both teachings are correct, but they always conflict, as seen in the current situation. "If a girl says no, should you accept it or not?" This is one of the ten eternal philosophical questions of human Civilization. The mother says to be decisive, the father says not to force others, so...

There's only one answer left.

Throughout his life, Kang neither took initiative nor refused; he boldly explored new avenues and was always ready to retreat.

"It's as if I did something terribly wrong..."

He shrugged and said helplessly.

I'm just studying normally, and I have a good time with my teacher.

Tina glared at him, but her gaze was entirely devoid of any threat; instead, it was alluring and seductive. She said softly, "Isn't that going too far? The only person who could make me do this, the only person who could do that kind of thing to me, is my husband."

Kang De looked at her. "... If you keep flirting with me like this, I'll develop a resistance."

The girl smiled, then tiptoed and gently kissed Kang De's lips. "And this? Don't overthink it, it's a reward."

Then, like a startled deer, it ran towards the door.

Kang De called out from behind, "That's it?"

Tina turned and smiled, "Of course not."

"What else?"

"Hmph..."

The girl smiled without saying a word, her cheeks flushed, and tightened her grip on the small cloth bag before opening the door.

The maids waiting outside bowed in greeting.

They always stood guard outside the door, performing many duties, both overt and covert.

Before Tina could speak, Kang De said, "Thank you all for your hard work."

As expected of a prominent family with a deep-rooted tradition, the maids replied in unison, "It's no trouble at all, Your Highness is the one who has worked hard, and Princess has also worked hard."

Tina, being shy and with her face burning, wanted to secretly kick Kang De, but couldn't bring herself to do it hard. In the end, her calf lightly brushed against Kang De's leg.

Connecting this to the teaching curriculum, this action is incredibly suggestive.

"I'm not tired, it's Her Highness the Princess who's tired. She works very hard, you all..."

Before she could finish speaking, Tina fled in panic.

The maids covered their mouths and chuckled, bowed to Kang De in unison, and then chased after him.

"This is so nice, so nice..."

Kang De returned to his room and stretched.

Learning is fucking fun.

The mountain of books is fucking easy to climb.

Although he didn't reach the summit, he at least got a glimpse of how towering the mountain of books was. The thought that the mountain was even more majestic and imposing than he had imagined filled him with a burning desire to conquer it. He wanted not only to conquer it once, but ideally to climb it every day, going up and down, back and forth, until he had complete control over it.

That's wonderful, that's wonderful.

Kang De sat back down at his desk and reviewed his lessons again. He had a very deep understanding of them. It would normally be quite difficult for him to memorize the language of a completely different Civilization, but when he saw this sentence, he thought of the details of Tina's teaching him. When he saw this passage, he thought of the reward Tina gave him... He remembered it perfectly. She was truly a great teacher. He should learn more from Teacher Tina in the future.

He looked at it again, then stretched, rubbed his stomach, and prepared to eat.

No one invited him, which means there were no plans for tonight. The Taidariel Family is quite laid-back; they don't treat their guardian and savior to small banquets every three days or large banquets every five days. All their respect and attention are shown in the details of daily life. To be honest, this is more in line with Kang De's wishes.

The Grand Duke has three hundred nobles who keep him entertained with banquets and frivolous activities every day; it would be better to have Tina assist with the teaching.

If that's not enough, we can send two more daughters over.

The moment the big pig's trotter thought of this, his mind immediately began to wander.

To be honest, while Tina looks beautiful in this outfit today, with a charming contrast between her naivety and cuteness, Tina older sister Stella is actually more suited to this look.

The second princess was originally a faculty member at Saint Covelo University. As a mysterious spellcaster, she possessed a cool and confident aura, much more aloof than Tina... Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore.

"Let's go find A Xing for dinner..."

He had visited a few times before, but A Xing was so engrossed in his tablet that he didn't even notice Kang De's approach—which was also related to A Xing's subconscious lack of wariness towards Kang De.

The moment Kang De approached and saw the screen, A Xing realized what was happening and instinctively turned off the tablet. His already red cheeks burned even hotter, and he almost screamed in fright.

Kang De asked her what she was watching, A Xing dodged the question and seemed even more flustered. Seeing this, Kang De laughed and earnestly told her that there was nothing shameful about watching PAW Patrol. He pointed out that My Little Pony and Dancing Girls were also must-watch action-packed shows for tough guys, from which they could gain valuable insights.

A Xing nodded, feeling both ashamed and in agreement.

But his eyes were a little off; he seemed rather embarrassed and angry, after all, this matter was still somewhat awkward. Kang De recognized that look, or rather, he deeply understood it.

Years ago, his father accidentally caught him watching Japanese anime and laughed at him for a whole hour. His father ridiculed him, saying things like, "How old are you? Still watching this kind of childish stuff? How childish!" He was furious but didn't know how to respond or refute it. After all, he was watching "Heaven's Lost Property" at the time, so he dared not argue, dared not stand up, and dared not debate.

He heard that some people saw familial love, pure friendship, and innocent love in this work, but Kang De's understanding was superficial; he really only looked at the thighs and breasts.

What happened next?

Later, it was discovered by chance that the father was actually an elderly eel, or at least a Kshatriya.

After discovering this shocking fact, Kang De's life was forever changed; it was the first time he had witnessed the sordid nature of the adult world.

In short, A Xing is still watching anime in his room.

Let's go find her for dinner.

Kang De was about to set off when he thought about it carefully.

No, we need to do something else first.

A flash of black light, and back in the White Mist World, Kang De flew downstairs carrying a bathtub, found a cart full of bottled water and shower gel, and took a thorough bath.

A Xing has a keen nose.

This is to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After getting ready, Kang De returned to the other world, wearing a bathrobe, drying his hair with a towel, and kicked open the bedroom door to change his clothes.

--etc!

Kang De stood frozen at the bedroom doorway.

The pupils suddenly contracted.

The magical lamp in the bedroom shone brightly, illuminating everything. A faint fragrance wafted in the air, the scent left by Tina. Not long ago, two enchanting scenes unfolded in this bedroom: a stunningly beautiful young woman changed her clothes here, her posture a picture of breathtaking beauty, utterly alluring.

Out of respect, Kang De did not look at it, but Tina forbade him to look, though she did not say he was not allowed to listen.

He heard the rustling sound of fabric rubbing against a delicate body, the soft, rustling sound of small feet wrapped in cloth gently slipping into high heels and lightly stepping on the ground, testing if they fit. The heels struck the ground with a soft, clattering sound, and he also heard the girl's rapid breathing.

Of course, that's not the point.

Tina had already left, the girl wasn't ready, and neither was Kang De. She said it was time to end it there, and then she left. Now, the princess was gone, but in the room...

His body stiffened, his heart pounded faster, and Kang De subconsciously swallowed.

He saw that on the bed in the bedroom, under the soft glow of the magical light, a long black fabric was neatly laid out on the sheet, without a single wrinkle, and had been smoothed out completely.

Kang De didn't believe that Tina had accidentally left it here.

He suddenly remembered the kiss Tina gave him when she left. She said it was a gift, and Kang De said that wasn't enough. Then the girl turned around and said, "Of course not."

... Grass.

Value is a very magical concept.

People can assign value to objects.

For example, a pair of stockings might cost at most several hundred or a thousand yuan, which is almost the limit that modern craftsmanship, brand value, and materials can achieve.

The one in front of him, costing tens of yuan, is the highest price ever charged by the shopping center next to the community, which piles up quality, brand, rent, and greed. Kang De could easily get hundreds more of these, so they are worthless to Kang De.

But Tina wore it once, and its value was already...

At that moment, a gentlemanly spirit descended upon Kang De, controlling him to take that step.

Tina's gift, what does it mean?

He reached out his evil hand.

... Wait a moment.

This is a perverted act.

Wrong.

--Why is it called perverted? This is clearly a gift from Tina.

To use a common technique in elementary and middle school students' essays, at this moment, Kang De's mind conjured up two little figures fighting, representing two kinds of conflict, contradiction, and dilemma.

A little person is called a gentleman.

Another villain is called a hooligan.

They were arguing incessantly when suddenly, a bright light shone from the sky, and a giant hand crashed down, suppressing the gentleman and the rogue. A third little figure then made a dazzling entrance.

"You stupid idiot [beep--]," the little figure cursed. "These stockings are what I took out of the White Mist World for Tina to wear. Things from the White Mist World are naturally mine. Tina took them off and gave them back to me. It's only right that I use them. What are you arguing about?"

The gentleman and the rogue trembled violently, speechless, and were both blasted to their deaths.

In Tina's room, the bathtub was filled with steam. The princess washed her slightly sticky body, her hands gently stroking her skin. Thinking of her bold actions earlier, she chuckled.

She submerged her head in the water, and bubbles rose to the surface.

I don't know anything; I forgot to take it.

Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of the garden, A Xing was intently watching a film. As she watched, she keenly observed her surroundings, her face flushed, her heart pounding. The time displayed in the upper right corner of the tablet was drawing ever closer. According to Horus's plan, she needed to change into that outfit, and then...

Ugh, this is so weird, do we really have to do this?

For some reason, A Xing felt a little unwilling.

Just then, she sensed something, her expression suddenly changed, and she quickly turned around. A golden glint flashed in her eyes, and about five meters behind her, a figure was tiptoeing and peeking in her direction.

With long, pale gold hair and a cold, aloof expression, he was none other than the giant dragon from Dragon Island.

"... What are you doing?"

At noon, she suddenly snatched something from Kang De's hand and slashed him with a chop to the hand.

Lily pinched her arm expressionlessly. "It hurts so much at noon."

A Xing raised an eyebrow. "Here for revenge? Fine, let's fight."

No, I can't beat you.

Lily asked, "What's that?"

Dragon Girl pointed to the tablet computer in A Xing's hand.

A Xing blushed and instinctively hid behind his back. "It's none of your business!"

"I want to know, can you tell me?"

Although the Dragon Girl had a blank expression and looked like a clueless, emotionless girl, she wasn't stupid at all. After thinking for a moment, she vaguely grasped the key point. "If you won't tell me, I'll go ask Kang De."

"Wait!" A Xing gritted his teeth, "It's... it's PAW Patrol!"

Lily tilted her head and asked, "What's that?"

"A story about a few puppies helping others and saving the world!"

"But I didn't see any dogs," said the Dragon Girl. "I only saw a few women, all dressed very..."

"Shut up!" A Xing turned and walked away. "I'm not talking to you anymore!"

"Wait, I won't ask anymore," the dragon girl called from behind. "I came to find you; I need your help."

"I won't help."

"It's about Kang De."

"Um?"

A Xing turned around, and Lily said solemnly, "I want to apologize to him, but it would be very impolite to go to him like this. If I go with you, he will feel at ease, and you will feel at ease too... In return, I will help you."

A Xing sneered, "Help me? What can you do for me?"

The Dragon Girl had already taken out a pen and notebook, her eyes revealing a knowing look. "You Kang De, but you don't know Princess Tina, do you? I can teach you."

A Xing's body stiffened.

One-Punch Dragon Girl continued, "I'm a professional, you can trust me."

I feel like I've heard this phrase somewhere before.

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PS1: Back to square one... My sleep schedule and condition have been terrible lately. I can't sleep well, and I have no energy to write. I get stuck for hours at a time... Ah, time to sleep. Goodnight.