I Really Don’t Want to Fall in Love with the Female Supporting Character [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: The Setup Begins

“Not sleeping yet?”‘

“If you aren’t sleeping, let’s chat, hahaha.”

Lying on her narrow bed, Xi Jiang carefully turned over. Her phone was placed by her pillow; she rested a finger on it, seemingly whispering to herself with a light chuckle: “I can’t sleep with you all watching me like this.”

But her heart felt numb; this feeling of being monitored 24 hours a day was far from pleasant.

In the Immortal Realm, less than half a stick of incense passes before a day and night go by in the mortal worlds. The entire Immortal Realm is like the gears that keep the three thousand small worlds turning relentlessly; here, every Immortal has their specific duty.

Weather, seasons, disasters, life and death, population demographics, and the arrangements of fate.

The mortal worlds are divided into many sectors, each with its own “Children of Providence” whose stories are often intertwined. The destinies of these chosen ones are written by the Lords of the Four Main Peaks of the Immortal Realm.

Repeating the same work day after day—how could it not be boring?

Thus, even on nights when Xi Jiang was asleep, a vast crowd of Immortals could gossip in the livestream until she woke up.

At this moment, they were chatting about the topic of insomnia. The auspicious clouds puffed out like a steam engine, erupting with a flurry of flattery.

“Immortal No. 65 has gifted you a bottle of Ascension Sleeping Pills. Note: Eat these and be as happy as a god.”

“Hahaha, brilliant!”

Xi Jiang took out the bottle, which looked exactly like a bottle of sleeping pills. Information automatically surfaced in her memory: they were merely sugar beans concentrated from alcohol.

This group of Immortals is truly idle, she thought.

She grumbled internally and placed the bottle on her nightstand. The auspicious clouds started puffing again.

“Immortal No. 2 gifted you a Devil’s Massage Double Bed.”

“Immortal No. 4 gifted you an Unbreakable Kinky Rope.”

“Immortal No. 18 gifted you a set of Soul-Stirring Cotton Underwear.”

“Wait, you old perverts actually collect these things?”

“Immortal No. 65 gifted you a set of “Enjoy the Silk” Ultra-Thin Lingerie. Note: Mine is better.”

“You guys are so thirsty~”

Xi Jiang couldn’t bear to watch. Coincidentally, her phone chimed with several notification pings. Her heart skipped a beat; she snatched up the phone to look.

The messages were from Shen Yubai. She had accepted the friend request. An involuntary smile surfaced on Xi Jiang’s lips as she immediately tapped into the chat.

Shen Yubai: I am Shen Yubai.

Shen Yubai: I see…

“You are lying to me.”

The auspicious clouds suddenly floated over the phone screen, as if completing the next sentence and blocking her view. She waved the clouds away and clicked on a photo Shen Yubai had sent following her text.

On a wooden table sat two rows of bottle caps; every single one read “Thank you for your patronage.”

Xi Jiang raised an eyebrow slightly and sent back a single sentence: “Let’s talk tomorrow. Goodnight.”

Shen Yubai didn’t reply, as expected. Xi Jiang’s expression was soft. She set the phone aside and prepared to close her eyes peacefully, but the auspicious clouds were restless. They flashed with an exceptionally dazzling light, swaying back and forth over Xi Jiang’s eyelids.

“Playing hard to get like a pro, hahaha.”

“The one above, what are you talking about? Our Little Xi is gentle and pure; right now, she’s just masking her sadness with mildness.”

Xi Jiang was forced to open her eyes, her temples throbbing.

“Look, her expression is so depressed.”

“Pat her head, don’t cry.”

“Why not tell her that your luck is conditional? The closer you get, the higher the odds.”

The sparse shadows of branches outside were reflected on the window. Xi Jiang sighed, her speaking pace slow: “Can you all be a bit quieter? You’re bothering my ears.”

“Pfft!”

Just as she finished speaking, a vivid, majestic Qilin emerged on the auspicious clouds. It galloped through the air before vanishing into thin air.

This display piqued her interest slightly. Then, an Immortal dropped a hint.

“Qi Ze is here.”

“I finally kept my promise and invited the big shot who’s an expert at matchmaking!”

Xi Jiang closed her eyes slightly as if in deep thought, yet she remained attentive to the clouds.

Qi Ze was the most “grounded” of the Lords of the Four Main Peaks. He particularly loved writing strange, melodramatic plots and enjoyed discussing them with other Immortals. He called himself the most skilled “Old Man under the Moon” (matchmaker) in the Immortal Realm.

“Aww, Little Feng-feng, this is the world managed by Ming Liu. I wouldn’t dare interfere~”

The moment this font appeared, a united front formed on the auspicious clouds.

“Vomit.”

“Vomit.”

Xi Jiang was about to give her habitual smile, but he turned serious in a split second.

“What specific stage do you want to reach? Pure love with just hand-holding? A dry-tinder-meets-flame unstoppable passion? An obsessive, tragic love where one is within the other? Cold Goddess, Forbidden Mature Woman, Ruthless Elite—all strategies, everything you want, I have it.”

“Is that even a question? How could mere hand-holding satisfy us in the livestream?”

“It felt somewhat shameful to admit, but Xi Jiang spoke tentatively: “It’s… the kind where you want to tie the person up.”

“Holy crap, no way! Our dignified King of Hell has only seen her a few times, and she’s already this thirsty? Hahahaha.”

“I can say with total responsibility: she probably thought that the very first time she saw her.”

Xi Jiang pulled the covers over her head, her voice muffled: “I’m going to sleep.”

She looked as if she were truly embarrassed.

But beneath the covers, her lip line was perfectly flat and her face was expressionless. Then, as if thinking of something, the corners of her mouth curved into an angle—half-languid, half-sinister.

At this rate, as long as I give it some time, the little lamb will walk into the trap of her own accord…

Finally, I can sleep…

The next morning, Xi Jiang opened her eyes only to be nearly blinded by the gilded gold lettering on the auspicious clouds.

“Little Feng-feng, you are too heartless. I talked until my throat was dry last night, and you just snored under the covers.”

She ignored him, getting up to wash and dress.

He continued to nag until she finished her preparations and drove her small delivery cart to Qiyang Garden.

“Just give her a ‘kabedon’ wall-slam and a deep kiss. I guarantee the next plot point will be the ‘running away while pregnant’ trope.”

“Or, if it’s a campus setting, pick a fight with her to leave a deep impression. Pin her against a tree for some ‘forced love.'”

“I can’t wait to see Ming Liu’s face when she finds out her plot has been sabotaged.”

“…”

“What exactly has Immortal Qi Ze gone through all these years?”

Regardless of what he had gone through, Xi Jiang only felt her eyes were exhausted. The auspicious clouds were hovering so close they blocked her vision, behaving nothing like the attentive controller of before.

It was a Monday morning, and there weren’t many people on the road. Xi Jiang parked her delivery cart by the curb and gazed around leisurely. Just as many Immortal friends were wondering what she was doing, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the auspicious clouds floating before her.

Her face was expressionless, her fingers applying force. Like tearing a piece of scrap paper, she ripped the clouds into shreds in a few strokes. Her lips parted slightly: “Noisy.”

Then, without even glancing at the remnants, she restarted the cart.

The Judge in charge, reacting quickly to regain control of the auspicious clouds, saved the main camera—the floating scraps. His hands were still shaking.

Greed truly ruins great things~

On the tiny remaining scrap of cloud, the scrolling text flew by.

“She’s a psycho! That sudden move scared me to death.”

“Why didn’t the Heavens strip away the skills she already possesses?”

“Even though Luo Fengming’s consciousness keeps interfering, I still love the gentle and considerate Little Xi. She’s too humble.”

As if realizing late, the gilded gold text popped up after a while.

“Just you wait. ‘Noisy,’ is it? I gave you a good face, and you actually think you’re something? Have you forgotten that one of your reincarnations is in a world I manage?”

The moment this appeared, the area around it went blank. The Judge quickly controlled the scrap of cloud to chase after the delivery cart, but his heart had turned cold.

Great. I was already only on speaking terms with Qi Ze, and now I’ve offended him completely. The mission is so simple—the soul fragment is right there—but I can’t give hints. The livestream is also wicked; we can only watch and hope Luo Fengming wakes up on her own.

Looking at the situation, who knows when that awakening will finally happen…

The cloud scraps suddenly became lively again.

“I suddenly really want to see Luo Fengming being manipulated by a melodramatic plot.”

“I suddenly really want to laugh.”

“Stop laughing. The priority is to help Little Xi get the girl, otherwise, it’s all for nothing. You know what I mean.”

“Hahaha, I know.”

Xi Jiang didn’t understand why these Immortals suddenly rushed back in to flatter her. Did they have a masochism kink?

Various fonts swirled around a tiny fragment of cloud, looking quite pitiful, but fortunately, they were much more obedient this time and no longer interfered with her.

Shen Yubai’s package was sitting next to her seat. Her mood felt heavy. After a long while, she let out a slow breath. A good secret crush requires patience. Only by settling the heart can the clouds clear to reveal the sun.

She began to deliver packages with great diligence.

It was already afternoon when she reached Shen Yubai’s delivery. She knocked on the door, drenched in sweat. The door opened to reveal that same detached face.

Xi Jiang handed over the package, her smile bright even as she panted slightly. “I wasn’t lying to you. I don’t really understand the mechanics of this luck myself; I just know that the closer you are, the better the chances.”

Without waiting for Shen Yubai’s reaction, she bid her farewell. She walked away quickly, her figure in the delivery uniform looking hurried.

Shen Yubai closed the door and set the package down. She stared blankly at the unopened drink on her table for a long time, then lowered her head to place an order on a shopping app.

The next day, Xi Jiang arrived again, looking travel-worn as she knocked on the door. Small beads of sweat permeated her forehead. She handed over a takeout order and smiled: “Little sister, enjoy your meal.”

Lunch… then all the way to dinner, she was the one delivering. Shen Yubai finally couldn’t help but speak: “You seem very busy.”

“Mhm. I need to save up money for my wedding.” Xi Jiang laughed, looking somewhat embarrassed.

“Huh?” Shen Yubai looked up, staring at her intently.

Xi Jiang wiped the sweat from her face, looking as if she were ashamed. She avoided the girl’s gaze and continued to explain: “I’ve finished my self-study associate degree. This year, I’ve been wanting to self-study for A University, but I can’t find a way to learn on my own. I haven’t made any progress. I’m a bit frustrated, so I thought I’d just save some money, get married, have kids, and muddle through the rest of my life.”

Having said this, she finally looked at Shen Yubai. Her smile was a bit strained and heartbreaking—the perfect image of a person who wants to work hard but is hindered by a lack of talent.

“I still wanted to try hard to become friends with you, but I suppose I’m not worthy enough…”

As soon as she finished the sentence, Xi Jiang quickly turned and left, disappearing around the corner of the stairs in an instant.

Her voice was full of dejection, echoing in Shen Yubai’s ears for a long time.

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