Taking Private Photos of Sakura Airi

Leaving the cafeteria, Xia Mu returned to his dormitory to change into sportswear, then headed straight for the track without a moment's delay.

His daily schedule was truly packed to the brim.

However, that didn't bother him; as long as it allowed him or those close to him to improve, Xia Mu would never be stingy with his time.

This world was just like that; if you didn't strive to climb upward, you would only end up as a stepping stone for others to trample underfoot.

Just like Yamauchi.

The chubby guy was in high spirits today because when he weighed himself after returning yesterday, he had lost half a jin.

Although it wasn't much, with time and persistence, he would definitely keep getting thinner.

He was gradually becoming more confident as well.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Today, Xia Mu had brought professional Boxing gloves for the chubby guy to practice with.

"By the way, if Long Yuan and his crew come looking for trouble again, just come to me," Xia Mu said while blocking the chubby guy's punches.

"Don't worry about it." The chubby guy was panting, his clothes soaked in sweat, as he threw a fierce punch, "Bang!"

"I'll make sure that brat Long Yuan knows who his daddy is!"

Hearing this, the corner of Xia Mu's mouth twitched involuntarily, but he didn't bother to shatter the chubby guy's delusions.

Confidence was a good thing.

Besides, he had the capital to protect the chubby guy anyway.

However, even though the chubby guy had agreed, he still felt uneasy and secretly installed a virus on the chubby guy's phone that would automatically activate the front and rear cameras whenever intense movement was detected.

Yesterday, he had maxed out his network skills, commonly known as hacking.

He had also taken a stroll through the school's internal network and discovered quite a few little secrets.

For instance, certain girls had been sent to the Youth Correction Center for engaging in compensated dating.

After finishing the training with the chubby guy, Xia Mu hurried back to his dorm to shower and change, then took the elevator to the fifth floor.

"Sigh, I really am fated to be a pack mule," he sighed, arriving at the door of Room 502 and knocking, "It's me, Xia Mu."

"Tap, tap, tap~"

"Xia Mu, wait a moment."

Footsteps approached, drawing closer to the door, and with a "click," the door opened a crack.

Sakura Airi poked half her head out, and only after confirming it was Xia Mu did she gently pull the door open, "Xia Mu-san, p-please, come in..."

She was blushing; this was the first time a boy had entered her room since she hit puberty.

Or rather, the first person other than her parents.

Xia Mu changed into a clean pair of spare slippers and walked inside.

The floor of the room was covered in a pink carpet, and the walls were plastered with her selfies. A few photos Xia Mu had taken of her were hung right across from her bed, where she could see them the moment she woke up.

"Ah, have a seat, I'll go make some tea."

Her face was as red as a teapot, and she scurried toward the kitchen with her small feet, wearing only cartoon SpongeBob SquarePants socks.

Why wasn't she wearing the Patrick Star ones?

Xia Mu thought to himself as he sat down cross-legged, honestly; he wasn't used to the Japanese style of kneeling.

Even though the floor was soft.

In the kitchen, Sakura was frantically making tea, and when she accidentally burned her hand, she quickly touched her earlobes to cool them down.

After a while, she brought the teapot over to pour for Xia Mu.

There were still tea leaves floating in the cup.

"Uh..."

"Don't you filter the tea leaves?" Xia Mu looked at Sakura with a strange expression.

"Eh?"

"Are you supposed to filter tea leaves?" Sakura was completely bewildered, holding the teapot in a panic, "S-sorry, this is my first time making tea, I'll go fix it right away."

"Snap." Xia Mu grabbed her wrist, "No need."

"Ah, ah..." Sakura felt the warmth of Xia Mu's palm, her heart pounding uncontrollably, and she hurriedly pulled her hand back, "U-um, sorry..."

"I really can't do anything right." She tucked her head in like an ostrich.

"You don't have to be that nervous, do you? I'm not a ghost."

Xia Mu finally understood why Sakura Airi needed to be sent to a correction center.

This was textbook social anxiety.

Living entirely in her own world.

But strictly speaking, it wasn't a major problem; everyone just had their own way of living.

But unfortunately, the system deemed this a sickness, and there was no helping it.

"Aren't you going to take photos? Go get ready." Xia Mu glanced at the Totoro wall clock. "It's already eight o'clock; it's not good for me to stay here too late."

"Ah, right, right..." Sakura acted like a robot following orders but with emotions, scurrying off in a panic to grab clothes from the closet before running into the bathroom.

"Tsk, this kid." Xia Mu shook his head as he watched.

If only she could be like him—having a sense of shame was not only useless, but it also just added unnecessary trouble to one's life.

However, if it weren't for the fact that the Correction progress value had already passed the halfway mark, Xia Mu doubted Sakura would have agreed to let him into her room.

After all, the entire wall was covered in Sakura's private photos.

"Hmm..." Xia Mu took a light sip of tea and pondered.

Sakura's figure was, indeed, quite nice.

"O-okay, it's ready."

"Xia Mu, you can come in now."

Half an hour passed, and Sakura's voice drifted through the glass to Xia Mu's ears.

"Alright." Xia Mu replied, grabbed the camera from the table, and walked over to the bathroom door to knock. "Can I come in now?"

"Y-yes, you can..."

Receiving confirmation again, Xia Mu gently pushed open the bathroom door.

The moment he pushed it open, he froze.

Because inside the bathroom, a scene of spring was quietly unfolding.

Sakura was wearing a sexy swimsuit, soaking in the bathtub, the water surface covered in countless white bubbles, combined with Sakura's rosy, fair skin and the hazy mist.

If you told him this was a film shoot, Xia Mu would believe it.

Although, it technically was a photo shoot.

"Glub, glub..." Seeing Xia Mu's gaze, Sakura submerged her head beneath the water, bubbles rising to the surface as she felt a bit shy.

"Ahem, let's begin. Feel free to strike whatever poses you want."

Xia Mu coughed, pulling himself back from the alluring sight.

He hadn't forgotten his goal; he was a photographer, and he couldn't let these external distractions affect him.

Hearing this, Sakura slowly emerged from beneath the water.

The swimsuit she was wearing now was different from the ones that covered her body completely; it could be said that everything that should be exposed was exposed, and even things that shouldn't be were as well.

Xia Mu took a deep breath, seeing even more clearly through the high-definition camera lens.

However, once Sakura entered her photography mode, she wasn't as shy anymore.

Her whole person radiated a confident glow, using her hands to scoop up bubbles and cover her body with them, as if censoring herself.

She had wanted to take photos like this for a long time, but it was difficult to do alone.

That was why she had thought of asking Xia Mu to take them.

Watching Xia Mu's serious posture, faint red hues bloomed across her snow-like skin.

Perhaps, this was the reason she trusted him.

But why would Xia Mu help her so selflessly?

This was a question that had always lingered in her heart, and even though she didn't want to, she couldn't help but let her thoughts wander in that direction.

After finishing the photos, Xia Mu personally brewed a pot of tea, teaching Sakura how to brew it as he went.

Throughout the entire process, Sakura's heart never stopped racing.

This warm and comforting feeling was truly wonderful.

"Hoo, hoo..."

The two sat together, Sakura holding the teacup with both hands, slowly blowing on it.

Then, she took a light sip.

The tea was smooth, without a trace of impurities, and fully brought out the original flavor of the tea leaves.

After drinking it, her body felt warm.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Take care not to catch a cold."

Xia Mu glanced at the clock on the wall and said goodbye to Sakura.

"Mm, see you tomorrow." Sakura looked very happy and waved at Xia Mu.

The Correction progress value had already reached sixty percent.

He took the elevator back to the floor where his dormitory was located.

At the door of his room, he encountered a familiar figure and couldn't help but be stunned. "Shiina?"