Gwen Wants Compensation

Beep beep!

The bus horn sounded a brief warning blast as the school bus outside the school gates slowly started up and merged onto the main road leading toward New York City.

On the bus.

Watching the cityscape flash past on both sides, the students could hardly contain their excitement and delight. They began chatting and discussing things among themselves.

"Quiet down! Students, please quiet down first!" The instructor, accompanied by a young male teacher, stood on the bus platform beside the driver's seat. He set down a thermos with a photo of the Silver-Haired Goddess stuck to it, then raised a loudspeaker toward the noisy cabin.

The students aboard the school bus immediately quieted down, curiously looking at the young teacher they had never seen before.

As the class monitor, Gwen clearly knew more. She quietly whispered to Xi Nian beside her, "That's the new assistant instructor."

At that moment, the somewhat macho-looking instructor grinned. "Students, I'm sure you all know who I am. Still, let me introduce myself again—I'm this class's instructor, Rot Harrington. You can call me Mr. Harrington, or simply Instructor."

The male instructor, Rot Harrington, enthusiastically clapped his hands. "I'm responsible for arranging everything for this class outing. I'm both your teacher and your tour guide, so if you need anything, just come to me. Don't be shy!"

"And let me tell you a secret—I'm a die-hard fan of the Silver-Haired Goddess!" Instructor Rot said with a chuckle.

He had pasted her photo directly onto his thermos. Who wouldn't know that so-called secret?

Still, Rot's final joke immediately drew laughter from the students, breaking down barriers and making him feel closer to many of them.

In one of the back seats, Xi Nian patted his forehead, looking utterly lifeless.

That really wasn't necessary. Really wasn't necessary...

"Oh, right. Let me introduce someone to you." After creating a friendly atmosphere, Instructor Rot immediately patted the young man standing beside him. "This is my temporary assistant, as well as the assistant instructor for this class trip."

"Introduce yourself to the students." Instructor Rot raised his brows in encouragement.

The young man with faintly sexy stubble nodded. He stepped forward, standing where every student's gaze was focused. His expression suddenly turned solemn as he spread his hands. "Hello, my name is Quentin Beck. You can also call me 'The Mysterious Guest.' Actually, I'm a traveler from a parallel universe!"

"..."

All the students on the bus froze in astonishment.

Xi Nian's eyes widened as he stared straight at the young man.

No way, did I run into someone from back home?

Smack!

Instructor Rot lightly tapped Quentin Beck on the head and explained helplessly, "Everyone, please forgive your assistant instructor. He's a little... chuuni."

Quentin Beck smiled. "How was my acting just now? Pretty convincing, right? My childhood dream was to become an actor—a Hollywood stunt actor."

The students looked at one another, unsure how to respond.

"Don't be fooled by how he acts," Instructor Rot said, smoothing things over. "He's recently been applying for a position at Stark Industries. Maybe before long, after he's done being your assistant instructor, he'll join Stark Industries as a technician!"

Stark Industries? A technician?

Hearing that, the students applauded with admiration and longing.

At Stark Industries, any position was among the best in the world. Most importantly, the pay definitely wasn't low. And a technician's position was undoubtedly worth more than that of a university professor!

Xi Nian subconsciously touched his nose. It seemed he had banished one of Stark Industries' big shots to another dimension before.

Though he had been in Tri-Symbiotic Form at the time.

After the two instructors finished introducing themselves and got along well with the students, the school bus soon entered the highway, and the cabin gradually quieted down.

A school bus was nowhere near as fast as a plane or train. It would take at least three or four hours to reach New York. The curtains on both sides of the bus were drawn, immediately dimming the light inside. Many students closed their eyes to sleep or played on their phones. The only sound was the bus rolling along.

Xi Nian had originally wanted to lean back and take a short nap as well. At that moment, Gwen in the seat beside him leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "Do you remember what we agreed on the day before yesterday?"

"The day before yesterday?" Xi Nian paused, then quickly remembered. Gwen wanted compensation...

"What compensation do you want? Go ahead." Xi Nian nodded readily. His childhood friend was practically one of his own brothers.

"When I got on the bus just now, I think I twisted my ankle. It hurts a little." Gwen's face reddened slightly as she spoke in a low, somewhat embarrassed voice.

"That's such a small thing. How does that count as compensation? Put your foot up here, and I'll massage it for you," Xi Nian said without thinking too much.

"..."

Gwen hesitated for a moment, then lightly bit her lower lip and firmed her resolve.

The golden-haired girl sat by the window. She turned sideways with her back to the curtained window, reached down, and took off her small black boot. Tugging slightly at the hem of her denim shorts, she lifted and bent both legs, gently placing them on Xi Nian's lap in the seat beside her.

Xi Nian froze.

In truth, from the moment Gwen took off her boots, he had realized something was off.

Perhaps because the weather had warmed up.

For the trip, Gwen wore a blouse and denim shorts, with warm black pantyhose covering her legs.

So.

The moment Xi Nian lowered his head, he could see a pair of beautiful girlish legs tightly wrapped in thin stockings.

Xi Nian was not a foot fetishist.

But at that moment, his heart suddenly began racing, and a trace of amazement appeared in his eyes.

Gwen's legs were already long. Looking closely now, her calves were straight and slender, flowing from her legs to her ankles in an exquisitely supple curve.

And the most beautiful part of her legs was something even Xi Nian normally could not see.

Her small, delicate feet. Wrapped in high-quality black stockings, her five toes were like faintly gleaming jewels, their curves flawless in every way, more perfect than a work of art.

"That's where it twisted," Gwen said, hiding her own little thoughts as she pointed at her right ankle.

"I understand." Xi Nian took a deep breath and calmed himself.

Gwen is one of my own brothers. Gwen is one of my own brothers...

Xi Nian silently repeated it once, then resolutely reached out and held Gwen's right foot.

The girl's foot was exceptionally small. His hand could wrap around all of it, as though he were holding a piece of smooth, cool jade.

In one go, Xi Nian gently began massaging the girl's small right foot.

Gwen's face had already turned crimson. What she had just asked for felt far too bold.

And at the instant Xi Nian held and massaged her foot.

The girl's body stiffened, and a powerful electric shock surged through her foot!

"W-Wait..." Gwen bit down hard on her lips, nearly unable to stop herself from leaping straight out of her seat!!

Here was an animal fact.

A spider's legs were its most sensitive part.

This was because there were highly sensitive vibration receptors on their legs, allowing spiders to detect even the slightest movement traveling through the silk beneath their feet.

Clunk!

The school bus suddenly jolted violently, waking quite a few students. The driver's apologetic voice came from ahead. "Sorry, students. The bus was going too fast."