Hi! Your Whisper!

Su Ke dawdled, his legs feeling weak from wandering around, yet he still hadn't reached the sanitary products section. He wondered if Lin Xiaobai was already waiting in tears, feeling as though every minute were a year.

Damn it, go for it! Su Ke felt his bladder tightening; he had the urge to use the restroom. If he kept this up, he'd likely wet his pants before finishing the task.

He took a deep breath, as if inhaling a massive dose of courage, clenched his fists, and lowered his head as he charged inside. There was no other way now; he would just have to pretend everyone else was invisible.

The moment he stepped inside, he was hit by a faint fragrance. The area was filled with a dazzling array of sanitary pads—all sorts of packaging, models, and colors. Su Ke went blank for a moment, struggling to recall what Lin Xiaobai had told him.

"Right! Whisper, dry and comfortable!" he muttered to himself, his eyes darting around. But for Su Ke, this was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. There were simply too many brands, and each brand had countless variations—day use, night use, mixed use, extra long, extra thin, different counts—he was completely overwhelmed.

Su Ke knew he had already drawn attention. After all, a man—or rather, a little man—suddenly appearing in the women's products section was incredibly conspicuous. He even felt like people were pointing at him and whispering. His heart raced, his legs felt weak, and his breathing grew rapid, like a starving wolf with bloodshot eyes.

"Sofy, Anle, ABC, Jiaoshuang, Space 7!" Su Ke muttered as he walked forward, checking the name of every brand he passed and moving on if it wasn't the right one.

"Whisper! Damn, finally found you!" Su Ke felt as if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon. The area in front of him was a sea of Whisper products, a dizzying display of colors. But having found the target, he knew he was halfway to success.

Scanning the shelves, his hand was already slick with sweat by the time he touched the package. It was damp and clammy; he had never realized shopping could be this agonizing—it felt like being tortured.

He let out a long breath, finally relaxing. Looking at the pack of pads in his hand, it indeed bore the words "dry and comfortable," just as Lin Xiaobai had requested.

"Finally found you!" Su Ke couldn't wait to leave; he didn't want to stay for even a second longer. He turned to head out.

Thump! With a dull sound, Su Ke felt his chest bump into something soft and fragrant. Caught completely off guard, he dropped the pack of pads onto the floor.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

Su Ke and the girl in front of him spoke in unison.

The girl pointed at Su Ke with one hand while shielding her chest with the other. Her expression was complex—a mix of surprise, confusion, and disdain.

"Little pervert!" The girl in the dance-themed shirt snorted and rolled her eyes at him.

"Hey! What is your problem? Did I provoke you? Is it a crime to remind you that you dropped something?" Su Ke was truly frustrated. He frowned; this woman was like a ghost that wouldn't leave him alone—he kept running into her everywhere.

"Hmph!" The girl didn't expect Su Ke to snap back so sharply. Recalling that she had indeed misunderstood him earlier, her expression softened slightly.

"Hey, your Whisper!"

The girl pointed at the pads Su Ke had dropped on the floor, her tone laced with mockery. A man wandering around here was already eye-catching enough, and her comment drew every gaze in the vicinity toward him.

Su Ke felt like vomiting blood. Under the stares of the surrounding women, his face burned, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"That's not mine!" Su Ke forced a smile that looked worse than a cry, explaining weakly to the girl, "That's my sister's Whisper, okay?"

Meeting the girl's gaze, Han Feng finally saw her clearly: a heart-shaped face, double eyelids, large eyes, a high bridge of the nose, and thin lips. She looked a bit like an actress named Jing Tian. Seeing Su Ke's miserable expression, a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes.

"Hehe, alright, I know it's your sister's Whisper. Even if you wanted to use it, you wouldn't get the chance!" Seeing Su Ke get deflated seemed to improve the girl's mood. She smiled, her eyes bright and captivating.

"Then why did you call me a pervert!" Su Ke lowered his head to pick up the pack of pads again, sounding quite displeased.

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, and you just happened to be in the line of fire. Besides, why use such a cliché line? You could have just said I dropped something. And look where you are! It's no wonder people think you're a pervert!" A smile bloomed on her face, making her look suddenly radiant.

"You think I wanted to come here? My sister is in a rush! I have to go, you should get back to your shopping!" Su Ke didn't want to get tangled up with her any further and turned to leave.

The girl did indeed need to buy pads, but hearing it from Su Ke made her feel a bit awkward. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded in response.

However, just as Su Ke brushed past her, she suddenly spoke up: "Hey! Why do you look so familiar?"

Su Ke had to stop in his tracks again. He turned around, looking helpless: "Big sister, that pickup line is also very cliché!"

"Go away! Who's trying to pick you up? I really do think you look familiar, like I've seen you somewhere!" As she spoke, she frowned in thought. Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "You're that guy who caught the thief, right? Su Ke, isn't it?"

Su Ke was stunned. He hadn't expected to be recognized. It seemed that video really had gone viral. He felt a little smug, though he pretended to be nonchalant: "Yeah, I'm Su Ke!"

"It really is you! Alright, let's be friends! I'm Zheng Mo from the Langfang Teachers College Music Academy!" Zheng Mo said, extending her hand.

Su Ke shook her hand, clearly feeling the slenderness of her fingers and her faint body heat: "Nice to meet you, I'm Su Ke from No. 17 High School. It's a pleasure!"

Just then, Su Ke heard a notification chime from the Flower Picking System. He checked the digital screen and saw a new task had appeared.

"Task: Help Zheng Mo resolve her troubles; Reward: Mastery of High School Computer Skills."

Damn, another task. If I count this one, I'm up to nineteen tasks. Excluding the one about Wei Lan's first kiss, that makes eighteen. I should be able to open the help menu soon! Thinking of this, Su Ke's eyes brightened, and a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.