Fang Zheng looked at Sora Yuanhai before him with a grin. He understood her temperament to some extent. She was the gradual, step-by-step type; when it came to improving her ability, she neither forced it nor slackened off. Under normal circumstances, that was a good approach, but things were different now. Fang Zheng hoped Sora Yuanhai could reach Level 5 before the Daiha Seisai Festival began. That way, he could use the festival as an opportunity to alter the rankings. After all, such opportunities were rare and hard to come by.
So Fang Zheng had no choice but to put a little pressure on Sora Yuanhai. Otherwise, if things continued like this, she might eventually reach Level 5—but no one knew when that would be.
"Th-this... Mr. Fang Zheng..."
By comparison, Sora Yuanhai was rather flustered. She had never encountered someone as shameless as Fang Zheng, and for a moment, she had no idea what to do.
"What does it matter? Looking a few times won't make any flesh fall off, and we're both men. What are you afraid of?"
"Eh!? You..."
At those words, Sora Yuanhai's face instantly went pale.
"Mr. Fang Zheng, how did you..."
"I can see your soul. I don't know how you did it, but your original soul was clearly male."
Fang Zheng chuckled, then leaned back lazily in his chair.
"So don't expect me to sympathize with you. Work hard. Now you know I wasn't joking, right? If you were an ordinary girl, I might not do this, but you... well, I have no qualms about it."
"Ugh... Yes..."
At this point, Sora Yuanhai understood that she had no choice. She had no option but to close her eyes and begin sensing everything around her. Before long, she opened her eyes in surprise.
"This