Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?-Chapter 94 - 91 Are You Fond of Me?

Yu Shujun looked at Wen Nan with a peculiar expression.

Realizing that what he said without much thought had some ambiguity, Wen Nan coughed forcefully to disguise his embarrassment. Then he raised his palm and looked at the control sigil on his palm.

The golden sigil was still flickering with a breathing-like glow, waiting for Wen Nan to respond.

Only visible to Wen Nan, a system prompt appeared in front of him—

[Confirm binding?]

[Confirm][Reject]

Wen Nan raised his hand, his fingertip hovering over the [Confirm] button, but his gaze passed over the floating light screen and landed on Yu Shujun’s face.

Yu Shujun’s face still showed little expression, seemingly calm as he watched Wen Nan.

But Wen Nan, having received this little servant for so long, was already quite familiar with him—just by the slightly furrowed brows and the imperceptibly tightened corners of his lips, Wen Nan could tell the other person was nervous.

So nervous that he could no longer manage his expressions as he usually did.

Wen Nan’s finger, hovering mid-air, couldn’t press down without some hesitation.

Curling up his finger, Wen Nan looked at Yu Shujun and asked, "Jun Wuming... is that your player account?"

Yu Shujun’s expression faltered slightly at those words.

Waiting for Wen Nan to press confirm, Yu Shujun was like a student standing beside the podium, anxiously waiting for the teacher to announce the exam scores and then return the paper, so the invisible weight on his mind could be lifted, allowing him to return to his seat.

But this "teacher" suddenly took back the paper he handed out and casually asked: Did you have breakfast?

Why ask such an obvious yet irrelevant question at this moment?!

Yu Shujun’s face darkened, his chest heaving, taking a deep breath to suppress his anger, squeezing out a word through gritted teeth: "Yes."

Wen Nan couldn’t help but curl his lips at the sight of Yu Shujun’s expression.

He wasn’t unaware of Yu Shujun’s frustrated feelings, but that intensely restrained demeanor on that unnaturally beautiful face was so vivid that Wen Nan couldn’t resist a mischievous thought to tease him a bit.

"What level are you? Surely you’ve reached Gold, right?" Wen Nan continued to ask leisurely.

Yu Shujun gritted his teeth tighter, the fingers on the sword hilt at his side pressed white, "No comment."

"Oh, so you can refuse to answer?" Wen Nan grew even more curious, "So if I don’t confirm now, your player account won’t be controlled by me?"

With that, Wen Nan moved a bit closer to the other, "So earlier, when you called me ’Master’, it wasn’t because you were controlled by my previous command, but... because you like it?"

This question had a very tricky angle.

Yu Shujun choked up, his body becoming rigid, lips tightly pressed, remaining silent.

The title earlier was something Yu Shujun blurted out subconsciously; he hadn’t realized how naturally it had become to say it.

But such a thing, Yu Shujun could absolutely not admit.

Turning his head to meet Wen Nan’s eyes straight on, Yu Shujun retorted sharply: "Teasing a player, do you find that fun? Every minute you waste on me wastes a minute of your remaining task time."

This was indeed the case.

Wen Nan had little time left. novelbuddy.cσ๓

The time he previously scheduled to watch a movie with Guan Ailin was fast approaching, and now, the woman lying in bed moved slightly, on the verge of waking up.

Now was indeed not the time to be idly chatting or joking.

But Wen Nan’s questions weren’t simply to tease Yu Shujun, nor were they a waste of time.

Some questions, he genuinely wanted to understand, for instance—

"If I don’t confirm, your player account remains free, not under my control, so you weren’t necessarily obligated to come help me earlier?"

Wen Nan’s smile waned slightly, and the abrupt seriousness in his expression caused Yu Shujun to pause slightly.

The other didn’t respond, so Wen Nan assumed it was tacit acknowledgment and continued:

"When Li Shuyi went berserk earlier, I first summoned Yu Shujun using the control sigil, but the system prompt said ’not in the responsive range’, why wasn’t it in the responsive range?

"The level 3 golden sigil is the highest-level control sigil, with full-field, full-band signal transmission privileges; why couldn’t the character Yu Shujun receive my summon then?

"Because you had already switched back to your player account at that time, right?

"This player account called ’Jun Wuming’ went online, so the character account I control called ’Yu Shujun’ was in a logged-out state.

"This is quite a peculiar state; for most players or characters with only one account, it’s pretty much equivalent to dying in an instance, and not even the highest-level golden control sigil could detect them, which is normal.

"However, for rare exceptions like you, who have two accounts, this just means switching accounts."

Wen Nan analyzed it thoroughly.

Yu Shujun squinted slightly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Wen Nan didn’t keep him in suspense anymore, directly revealing his point:

"I mean to say, earlier if you hadn’t shown up, if I failed the task here and ultimately couldn’t make it out of this map, wouldn’t that be beneficial to you?

"If I’m gone, the account ’Yu Shujun’ regains its freedom.

"But you still showed up in time, not only giving up ’Yu Shujun’s’ freedom but even presenting the player account ’Jun Wuming’ to me as well?

"Why, why would you do that?"

Yu Shujun’s brows furrowed again, keeping silent.

Wen Nan leaned closer, almost whispering into the other’s ear, "You... like me, don’t you?"

Yu Shujun’s heart tightened, his face darkened, and he gripped the sword hilt so tightly that it creaked,

"Don’t flatter yourself."

Wen Nan stood up straight again, backed away from him, and shrugged indifferently at his words, saying:

"Just joking, why so tense?"

If a male admirer loved him, he wouldn’t want it anyway.

As he spoke, Li Shuyi began to awaken, sitting up. She looked at the man and woman standing in the doorway, whispering intimately, and asked with a perplexed expression:

"Ye Jiu? Who is this woman? Why is she in my home? What is your relationship?"

The Strategy Character had woken up, making it inappropriate for them to continue having a private conversation like this.

Yu Shujun turned and walked out, "Not to interrupt your business."

"Hey, wait."

Wen Nan reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Yu Shujun, or should I call you Jun Wuming?"

"As you like." Yu Shujun stared at the door, eager to leave quickly.

Wen Nan asked one last question, "Do you want me to press confirm?"

Yu Shujun’s expression subtly changed, turning to look at Wen Nan, "If I say no, will you agree?"

Wen Nan shrugged, "You can try."

Yu Shujun just felt like another unfunny joke from the opposite side, turned his head back, pulled his hand from the other’s palm, and walked straight to the door, coldly leaving a sentence:

"As you like."

Just as he reached the door, a system prompt sounded in his mind—

Junxin: [Detecting player Ye Jiu, account successfully bound, your account will follow the golden control sigil rules.]

It was settled.

Yu Shujun closed his eyes tightly, hard to tell what his feelings were at that moment.

...

...

At the moment the golden control sigil lit up, a golden glow flashed across every Divine Staff Fragment scattered throughout the game’s map.

Jun Wuming, a top player with the Great Demon Master’s Divine Staff Fragment, having his account controlled by some obscure passerby,

This event instantly shocked the six major guilds.