Chapter 31
Chapter 31: You’re a magical genius!
Dondondon! Han Shuo stood outside Fanny’s door and knocked with an outreached hand.
“Bryan, is it you? Come in.” Fanny’s faintly lethargic voice sounded from inside the room.
When Han Shuo pushed the door open, he was greeted with the sight of Fanny’s wet purple hair plastered to the white nape of her neck. A few translucent traces of water still clung to her charming face. Fanny had obviously just showered as she was wrapped in a soft white robe. A small patch of milky-white, creamy skin was revealed on her chest as she toweled away the water in her hair with her jade hands.
It was a simple room with a cloud of mist billowing out from the open doors of the bathroom, which was located in the back. Fanny was sitting next to a round table, a pair of troubled eyes roving over Han Shuo’s body.
“Master Fanny, what did you want me for?” Han Shuo looked around the room and his heart seized upon seeing how tempting Fanny’s beauty was, but he kept a dumb, honest, and even slightly fearful expression on his face.
“What for? Hmph. You were certainly bold on the back of that horse today. I’ve always thought you were cowardly and timid, but you commit the most outrageous acts when your lewd desires rear their head!” Fanny took her measure of Han Shuo and snorted lightly with a frown.
Here it comes. Han Shuo thought as his expression grew even more innocent. He scratched his head and held his breath until his face grew red, then took a deep breath and hung his head. “I’m sorry Master Fanny, you’re so beautiful and pretty, and you were suddenly so close to me. I don’t know what came over me, but I couldn’t control my actions. I was wrong, Master Fanny please punish me?”
Pa!
Fanny suddenly slapped the table in anger and Han Shuo backed up “in shock”, watching Fanny fearfully.
Upon completion of the incantation, the bone arrow flew as fast as lightning without changing its position towards the wooden wall. It pierced the wooden wall with a sharp pfft and then vanished without a trace.
“Oh, gosh. Bryan you’re a genius. You’re absolutely a magical genius. I’ve only given you tips twice and you can successfully cast the bone arrow magic. Students typically need one to three months before they can master this magic. You’re so incredible.” Fanny was utterly stunned by Han Shuo and capered around, exclaiming loudly. She looked very excited.
“Damnit, who’s randomly casting magic! It almost hit me. Eh, Bryan, Master Fanny? Bryan, what are you doing in Master Fanny’s room?” Lisa’s startled cry suddenly came from next door as one of her eyes peered in from the hole in the wall.
“Nothing much, I grabbed Bryan for a bit of bone arrow practice. Lisa go to sleep soon, we won’t be disturbing you anymore.” Fanny walked hurriedly to the hole in the wall and replied charmingly. She picked up the towel that she had thrown to the ground earlier and filled in the hole before Lisa had a chance to respond.
She turned and look askance at Han Shuo, walking quickly towards him. “Stand still and don’t move, let me see what’s going on with your body?”
“Alright.” Han Shuo smiled responded faintly. I only spent ten days to fully master the bone arrow magic. According to Fanny’s words, maybe I do have some potential for practicing magic.
“Hmm? What’s that weird smell?” Fanny had walked over and was about to reach out to inspect Han Shuo’s body when her refined nose wrinkled, and she asked in confusion.
Han Shuo stopped in his tracks, then abruptly understood. He looked down awkwardly, saying wryly. “My room doesn’t have a bathroom, so I didn’t shower. That’s why there’s still a smell left.”
Fanny’s beautiful face flushed red after these words and she glared violently at Han Shuo, cursing lowly, “Despicable!” She then pointed to the bathroom with its doors ajar, frowning as she hurried him, “The water is still warm, wash that disgusting crap off yourself!”
It truly was “despicable”. Han Shuo could still feel a strand of sticky liquid leaking out from a slit in his lower body. Fanny’s words echoed his current inclinations. It was indeed quite uncomfortable for his lower body to remain in a sticky state, so he walked merrily to the bathroom that Fanny had just occupied.
A simple, crude, round tub was inside the bathroom. The water inside still gave off steam, and several pieces of Fanny’s sexy lingerie was laid out on a nearby rack. It only took one glance of the small silk pieces that were as ephemeral as cicada wings, for a ball of flame to violently rise from Han Shuo’s lower body.
Just as Han Shuo was salivating fixedly over the lingerie that Fanny had changed out of, she abruptly rushed into the bathroom and hurriedly put away all the items of clothing in great embarrassment. When she turned and saw that Han Shuo’s eyes were just about ready to spit fire, she involuntarily made a light spitting sound and spat out, “detestable”. She finally left with panicked footsteps after violently pinching Han Shuo’s backside.
Han Shuo peeled off his clothes and lay within the round pool, breathing in the mesmerizing scent that Fanny had left behind in the bathroom with his mouth. Luxuriating in the water that Fanny had previously used, Han Shuo felt that the perfection of moment was indescribable with words. He basically didn’t want to leave.
Han Shuo took a long time to wash up, and carelessly scrubbed his underwear only after Fanny had checked in a few times, finally walking out of the bathroom clutching his underwear.
“It’s getting late, I won’t inspect your body today. Hurry and leave.” Fanny acted like nothing had happened after Han Shuo had walked out and spoke dispassionately to him.
Han Shuo nodded with an honest smile and happily walked towards the door. Fanny called out lightly just as Han Shuo was about to leave, “Bryan!”
Peering back in confusion, Han Shuo scratched his head and asked dumbly, “Yes?”
“Nothing, just that you don’t seem like someone who’s crazy!” Fanny sized up Han Shuo and said oddly.
“I don’t know what happens when my head hurts, but when I’m not being affected by anything. Everything is normal.” Han Shuo’s heart skipped a beat. He left in guilty haste after his response.