Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”

On the balcony, Zhang Shaoqing had a gloomy expression. He had just returned to the dorm when Ning Chu dragged him out here, and now the little guy in front of him kept apologizing non-stop.

“It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault! I was distracted yesterday morning! I misunderstood the massage you were talking about…”

He was actually a bit bewildered, his gloomy expression stiff on his face, looking blankly at the pitiful Ning Chu in front of him. Then, leaning against the balcony railing, he asked in a dissatisfied and fierce tone, “You were wrong? Just saying it won’t do any good.”

“Uh…” Ning Chu’s feigned pitiful demeanor immediately dissipated, and he took two steps back, “What do you want?”

Oh my! Could Zhang Shaoqing really have turned dark just because of this little thing?

Sure enough, the villain’s heart is very fragile!

Seeing that wary expression, like a kitten meeting a vicious dog, Zhang Shaoqing suddenly burst into laughter. “Just call me ‘Dad’ and we’re good.”

“No.”

“No? You are the one who asked me what I want!”

Ning Chu felt extremely humiliated, his lips moved as he reluctantly hummed, “Dad.”

“Hey~ one more time!”

“Do you need a beating?”

“Hit me then~” Zhang Shaoqing turned and ran back into the dormitory, taunting as he ran, “You are so girlish, it’s like a woman! You didn’t really think I’d be mad over something like this, did you?”

Ning Chu angrily grabbed a broom and chased after him.

The dormitory was as noisy as ever. Wen Yang turned around, looking at the two who were chasing and playing in the cramped dormitory, and rubbed his temples with a headache. He loudly interrupted them, “Stop for a moment, stop for a moment!”

“The counselor said yesterday that we have a class dinner tonight. Are you guys going or not? Give me a clear answer.”

“Not going! What’s the point? I only know you guys in the whole class.”

Zhang Shaoqing took a moment to respond, only to get hit on the butt with the broom, and he ran even more cheerfully, yelping.

“It wouldn’t be right not to go. The counselor said we should all try to go to promote class unity…”

“Are you dumb? You actually believe his crap?”

Wen Yang had no way to deal with this guy. He turned to Ning Chu, who was holding the broom, his face puffed up in anger like a pufferfish, chasing Zhang Shaoqing.

“Ning Chu, are you going?”

“Don’t want to!”

Right now, Ning Chu just wanted to beat Zhang Shaoqing to death.

“Wang Jie?”

“I’m ranking up in-game, no time for useless stuff.”

Wen Yang shook his head helplessly. “Come on, can at least one of you accompany me? I don’t know many people in the class either.”

“Don’t worry, the girls in the class won’t ignore you.”

Hearing Zhang Shaoqing say this, Ning Chu suddenly perked up. He immediately stopped and, with a tense voice, asked, “Are you going?”

“I’m the class monitor, the counselor would break my legs if I don’t go.”

Ning Chu frowned in distress, put down the broom, and took out his phone. He opened his notes app.

The notes contained a summary of all the girls in the novel who had ended up conquered by Wen Yang. Among them, the ones who are in the same class as Wen Yang are Zhang Shaoqing’s crush, the cat girl Ling Ling, the abstinent succubus they had previously discussed, the yandere fox girl…

There were quite a few girls in the class who were supporting characters in the story. If Wen Yang attended the dinner alone, there was a high probability he wouldn’t return tonight.

“Are you worried about Wen Yang going out alone again?” Zhang Shaoqing teased with a weird tone, seeing Ning Chu’s worried expression, “You might as well go to Thailand and turn yourself into a girl, then you can just marry Wen Yang.”

Ning Chu explained stiffly: “I just don’t have money to eat!”

“Your family hasn’t sent you your living expenses?” Wen Yang asked curiously, “I already got mine.”

“No…”

Opening the banking app, Ning Chu looked at the single digit balance and fretted.

Due to raising a cat and indulging in meals and milk tea without much restraint, Ning Chu had already nearly spent all of his living expenses for the month. The remaining money was only enough to buy two packs of instant noodles, which would last him a day.

He pursed his lips and opened his contacts, finding the number labeled “Mom,” but hesitated to press the call button.

In his previous life, his mother had passed away early, leaving him to rely on his grandfather. Here, he suddenly had an additional mother, which made him very resistant. His brows furrowed, and he was unwilling to communicate much with this mother.

Moreover, asking for money… It felt humiliating, like begging from a stranger.

“What’s wrong? Do you not get along with your mom?” Wen Yang noticed his hesitation.

“It should be fine, I guess?”

Zhang Shaoqing, with his legs crossed, carelessly muttered, “You’re being so indecisive about asking for living expenses from your family. I don’t even have to ask; my mom keeps stuffing money into my hands.”