Gwen Wants Compensation

Beep beep!

The bus horn let out a friendly honk. The school bus at the school gate slowly began to move, merging into the main road leading to New York City.

On the bus.

As the students watched the city scenery flash by on either side, they couldn't contain their excitement and joy, chattering amongst themselves.

"Quiet down! Everyone, please be quiet!" The supervisor, accompanied by a young male teacher, stood on the platform next to the driver's seat. He put down his thermos, which had a photo of the Silver-Haired Goddess attached, and grabbed a megaphone to call out to the noisy bus.

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

Gwen, being the class representative, clearly knew more. She whispered to Xi Nian beside her, "That's the new assistant supervisor."

At this moment, the somewhat rugged-looking supervisor grinned, "Everyone, I'm sure you all know who I am. But I'll introduce myself again – I'm the supervisor for this class, Rot Harrington. You can call me Teacher Harrington, or just supervisor."

The male supervisor, Rot Harrington, clapped his hands enthusiastically, "I'm responsible for arranging all matters for this class's group outing. I'm both your teacher and tour guide, so feel free to come to me with anything, don't be shy!"

"Also, I'll let you in on a little secret: I'm a huge fan of the Silver-Haired Goddess!" Supervisor Rot chuckled.

Who wouldn't know this so-called secret when his photo was plastered all over his thermos?

However, Supervisor Rot's final playful remark immediately drew laughter from the students on the bus, breaking the ice and making him feel closer to many of them.

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

It's really not necessary, not at all...

"Right, let me introduce you," Supervisor Rot said, fostering a friendly atmosphere, and immediately patted the young man standing beside him. "This is my temporary assistant, and the deputy supervisor for this class's tour."

"Introduce yourself to the students," Supervisor Rot said, raising an eyebrow.

The young man, with a slight stubble that gave him a hint of sexiness, nodded. He stepped forward, positioning himself where the students' gazes were focused, and suddenly spread his hands with a serious expression. "Hello, my name is Quentin Beck. You can also call me 'The Mysterious Guest.' Actually, I'm a traveler from a parallel universe!"

"..."

The students on the bus were stunned.

Xi Nian's eyes widened even further, and he stared intently at the young man.

No way, have I met a fellow countryman?

Smack!

Supervisor Rot lightly tapped Quentin Beck on the head, explaining with a helpless look, "Everyone, please forgive your deputy supervisor; he's a bit... chuunibyou."

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

The students exchanged glances, unsure how to respond.

"Don't let his demeanor fool you," Supervisor Rot chimed in to smooth things over. "He's actually applying for an interview at Stark Industries. Perhaps after serving as your deputy supervisor, he'll join Stark Industries as a technician!"

Stark Industries? Technician?

Upon hearing this, the students applauded with admiration and longing.

At Stark Industries, any position was among the world's most elite. Most importantly, the salary was definitely not low. And a technician's role was definitely more prestigious than a university professor's!

Xi Nian subconsciously touched his nose. It seemed he had banished that big shot from Stark Industries to another dimension.

Although, he was in a triple threat state at the time.

After the two supervisors finished their introductions and had mingled well with the students, the school bus soon entered the highway, and the atmosphere inside gradually quieted down.

The school bus wasn't as fast as planes or trains; it would take at least three to four hours to reach New York. The curtains on both sides of the bus windows were drawn, significantly dimming the interior light. Many students closed their eyes to sleep or played on their phones, the only sound being the hum of the bus engine.

Xi Nian had also planned to lie down and rest. Just then, Gwen from the next seat leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "Remember what we agreed on the day before yesterday?"

"The day before yesterday?" Xi Nian was momentarily stunned, then quickly remembered that Gwen wanted compensation...

"What compensation do you want? Just say it," Xi Nian readily agreed. Gwen, his childhood friend, was like a sibling.

"When I got on the bus just now, I think I twisted my ankle. It hurts a bit," Gwen said softly, her face slightly flushed, finding it a bit difficult to say.

"This is such a small thing, hardly compensation. Put your foot up here, and I'll give it a rub," Xi Nian said without overthinking it.

"..."

Gwen hesitated for a moment, then bit her lower lip slightly, solidifying her resolve.

The beautiful girl with short blonde hair sat in the window seat. She turned her body away from the window with the drawn curtains and reached down to take off her small black boots. She gently pulled up the hem of her denim shorts with her hand, lifting her bent legs and placing them on Xi Nian's lap in the adjacent seat.

Xi Nian was taken aback.

In fact, the moment Gwen took off her boots, he realized something was off.

Perhaps it was due to the warming weather.

Gwen was wearing a dress top and denim shorts today. Her feet were clad in warm black pantyhose.

So.

Now, as Xi Nian looked down, he could see a pair of slender legs encased in sheer pantyhose.

Xi Nian wasn't a foot fetishist.

But at this moment, his heart began to race, and his eyes held a hint of admiration.

Gwen's legs were already long and slender. Now, looking closely, her calves were even straighter and more delicate, displaying a gracefully supple curve from thigh to ankle.

But the most beautiful part of her legs, something even Xi Nian couldn't usually see.

It was her small and exquisite feet. Wrapped in high-quality black stockings, her toes were like slightly shimmering jewels, their arch perfectly formed without a single imperfection—more perfect than a piece of craftsmanship.

"It's right there, I twisted it," Gwen said, a little mischievousness in her voice, pointing to her right ankle.

"I understand," Xi Nian took a deep breath, calming himself.

Gwen is my sibling, Gwen is my sibling...

Xi Nian chanted inwardly, then unhesitatingly reached out and took hold of Gwen's right foot.

The girl's foot was very small; his hand could completely envelop it, like holding a warm, smooth, precious gem.

With a surge of determination, Xi Nian gently massaged the girl's small right foot.

Gwen's face was flushed red. What she had just asked for felt a bit too bold.

The moment her foot was held and massaged by Xi Nian, the girl's body stiffened, and her foot received a strong, electric-like shock!

"Wait, wait..." Gwen bit her lip, almost unable to resist leaping from her seat!

Let's share some animal knowledge.

A spider's legs are its most sensitive part.

This is because their thighs have sensitive vibration receptors, allowing spiders to detect any slight movement transmitted through the silk from beneath their feet.

Clang!

The school bus suddenly jolted violently, startling many students. The driver's apologetic voice came through, "My apologies, everyone, I was going a bit too fast."