Psychological Counseling / Request

"He's probably planning to do something messy again!"

Sirin stuck her fingers into that hateful little mouth that didn't even blush when lying, and with a forced smile, she pulled Anqi's mouth open.

Because she was very annoyed, Sirin thought she should teach this naughty little rascal a lesson.

As soon as this thought arose, the next second, Anqi was bound by a black leather belt and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Sirin paused for a moment, a strange look gradually appearing on her face.

"You rascal, you wouldn't be..."

"After all, it's Dreamscape constructed for my older sister, so of course she can do whatever she wants!"

Anqi said obediently, her big, bright eyes looking at Sirin with utter innocence.

Sirin's lips twitched slightly.

With a wave of his hand, sure enough, Anqi's little dress disappeared.

Anqi's face immediately flushed red with embarrassment. She blinked shyly and said:

"My dear sister, please... please have pity on me..."

Her soft, delicate voice carried a certain allure that made one's blood boil.

So, are we playing the innocent role-playing game today?

Sirin subconsciously beckoned with her finger and swallowed.

Then, with three parts eagerness, three parts impatience, three parts interest, and ninety-one parts excitement that she herself didn't understand, she stretched out her hands.

Chapter 162 Psychological Counseling

Anyone with eyes can see that Kiana's recent behavior is very strange.

It's one thing for her to daydream in class; she's always like that, so it's not unusual. But when the bell rings and she still doesn't respond, and even during her usual busy mealtimes she seems distracted, that's a serious problem.

Raiden Mei was so anxious she could hardly sit still.

"Kiana, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, Mei. I was just thinking about some things."

Kiana always replied like that, then pretended to be nonchalant while her anxiety was barely concealed as she continued to drift off into thought.

For Raiden Mei, it was like a fire alarm exploding in her ears.

The cook rushed to the classroom door and addressed the children who were waiting there to find out what was going on:

"Oh no, Kiana never thinks about things this seriously before! What should I do?!"

Her frantic words and the cold sweat dripping down her face revealed her fear.

Everyone was speechless.

Anqi, with a blank face, complained:

"I can't tell if Mei is worried about Kiana or teasing her."

"..." × N

Speechless as they were, everyone understood that something was wrong with Kiana.

The logic is simple: if a silly girl who usually only thinks about eating, drinking, and having fun suddenly becomes serious, either she's brewing something big, or something really big has happened.

Immediately, everyone began to think about what had happened recently, trying to find any clues.

Only Anqi, who knew exactly what was going on, slipped back into the classroom.

She crouched down beside Kiana's desk, crawled in, and, taking advantage of her petite size, squeezed through the gap between Kiana and the desk. Finally, she successfully pushed open Kiana's breasts and their eyes met, nose to nose.

"... Anqi?"

"You had another nightmare."

Anqi said expressionlessly, as if in complete certainty. She completely ignored the gasps and exclamations from her classmates in the classroom caused by their overly intimate actions, with many even blushing with excitement.

Kiana paused for a moment, her long, feather-tipped eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she gave a dry laugh:

"How could I possibly be troubled by a mere nightmare? Hahaha!"

"If you can't stand it, I can make you stop dreaming temporarily."

"What are you talking about? Honkai Beast are easy to defeat, but why are you stopping something like a Pokémon? Are you trying to kick me off the bed while I'm dreaming?"

"So, you don't deny that it's because of the dream."

Anqi stroked Kiana's head, a slight smile playing on her lips. Her mechanical, expressionless face softened instantly, revealing a touch of warmth.

Kiana's eyes flashed, and she subconsciously avoided Anqi's gentle gaze, muttering helplessly:

"How come I feel like I can hide anything from you?"

"Because I care about Kiana a lot."

"Tch! I don't believe you. You only care about Himeko."

"They also care about Kiana."

"That's what Anqi said sincerely," she said. Then she reached out and hugged Kiana's little head, gently stroking it, and spoke softly in a soothing tone, as if coaxing a child.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare. We're all here with you. Don't be afraid, go to sleep. You won't have any more strange dreams tonight, Kiana."

It's not the same kind of tragic timeline that was beyond redemption before. The truth needs to be conveyed, and psychological counseling needs to be provided. There's no need to put Kiana under too much mental pressure.

That's what Anqi thought.

"Ring ring!"

The crisp sound of the school bell rang on time.

But to Kiana, her petite and adorable best friend was stroking her with the warmest and most comforting touch, and the relaxing, subtle fragrance wafted through her clothes to her nose—at this moment, the ringtone sounded more like a lullaby to soothe her mind and lull her to sleep.

'It gives me a motherly feeling...'

The white-haired girl, nestled in the arms of the adorable little girl, gradually drifted off to sleep.

At first glance, it's a very dreamy and beautiful scene.

The premise is to ignore the sprayer in Anqi's hand—everyone can recognize it as one of the standard props of the logistics department, a scientifically formulated sedative alcohol spray.

"Himeko, I'll take Kiana back first."

"Yes, take her back and let her rest well."

Himeko waved her hand with a sense of relief.

Immediately, he reached out and grabbed Raiden Mei and Bronya, who were trying to follow.

"She's the top student in the academy, whether she attends class or not doesn't affect her. What are you two doing getting involved? Sit down properly, I'm about to start class!"

Himeko glared at the two of them with an unfriendly look.

Raiden Mei and Bronya both shrank back, speechless, and had no choice but to suppress their feelings and return to the classroom for class.

Anqi carried Kiana all the way back to her room.

Afterwards, looking at the messy room with Kiana's underwear and stockings scattered around, she put her hands on her hips, sighed, and then rolled up her sleeves.

After a silent and swift cleaning, Anqi went to Kiana, who was still fast asleep, and reached out to poke her soft, bouncy cheek.

"Sleeping so soundly..."

"You must be very distressed."

"But keep going, Kiana."

Anqi encouraged softly, looking at the white-haired girl she had liked for a long time, as if she were seeing a child slowly growing up.

After cleaning, Anqi looked around the tidy room and decided to make something delicious to fill Kiana's stomach after she woke up.

Kiana had a dreamless and refreshing sleep.

Upon waking up in the unfamiliar room, she groggily tilted her head.

Where am I?

"In your own room."

"Huh?"

Kiana looked around, somewhat unsure.

Anqi shook her head speechlessly—just how much does this guy usually hate tidying up? He's unrecognizable after it's cleaned up, isn't he?

However, Anqi didn't want to criticize anything, since Himeko wasn't much better, and Anqi was happy and able to take good care of both Himeko and Kiana.

Anqi dragged Kiana into the washroom to wash her face, fix her hair, and change her school uniform into a casual shirt and shorts. Then she led Kiana downstairs and set out some freshly baked cakes.

"Mmm! This is so delicious!"

"Have some tea, don't choke."

"Mmm!"

Kiana's eyes lit up, and she devoured seven or eight small cakes. Just as she was about to continue, Anqi took the rest away.

Anqi pointed at Kiana with her fair finger and said:

"Save some room for dinner; this is for the others."

"Huh!?"

Kiana watched with teary eyes as the food was taken away.

But the warmth in her stomach, and the sight of the apron-clad little girl carrying a cake plate towards the kitchen, gave her a long-lost feeling of relaxed satisfaction.

"That's wonderful. Whoever marries Anqi will surely be very happy..."

Chapter 163 Request

Whether it's something happy or something else, if you're going to do it, you have to do it well—that's Anqi's personality.

After giving Kiana some rest and feeding her, the next step is to further relax her mind and body and recharge her energy.

Anqi laid out a soft mat on the floor and said to Kiana was sprawled on the sofa:

"Come here, take off your shirt, and lie down."

"Huh? What do you need me to do?"

Kiana asked blankly.

However, trusting Anqi, she didn't resist anything and naturally took off her top, revealing her alabaster-white skin that was almost dazzlingly beautiful.

Kiana covered her two large breasts with one hand, followed instructions, went to the floor mat, lay down, and let out a long breath.

"Ah! It feels so good to lie down, especially since it's Friday, when I should be in class."

"It's just because you've been in a really bad mental state lately. You shouldn't skip class under normal circumstances!"

"Yes, yes, yes~~"

Kiana squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

Then, Anqi took off her slippers and white socks, and gently lifted her already short skirt. Her plump, rounded feet unconsciously twitched in front of Kiana, and then gently stepped on Kiana's back.

"Huh? So light!"

Kiana was quite surprised by the weight that had appeared on her back.

Anqi slowed her breathing, gently pressing on Kiana's back, and asked:

"I just washed my feet, so they won't get dirty. I've only just started learning back massage, though Himeko said it's pretty good. How do you feel?"

"Ah, so light and soft, it's wonderful~~"

Kiana squinted her eyes in ecstasy—or rather, in a daze. After all, at this point, technique didn't matter; the sight of those loli's beautiful feet was already a perfect treat.

"Hehehe, actually, you don't need to wash your feet. I prefer the original scent~~"

Kiana!