Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Boss of the Disabled Heroine - Chapter 80

The passion of youth seemed inexhaustible. The temperature inside the car kept rising, the sofa cushions in the back seat steady as a rock, providing just the right support. Pheromones surged and dominated the air like ocean tides, crashing in waves.

Pei Yujiang could smell the pheromones but couldn’t mark the Omega, this wasn’t the first time she’d felt such frustration. When fervor had nowhere to go, it only intensified the stimulation.

Yu Zhiwan’s eyes were hazy with mist, soon rendered speechless by Pei Yujiang’s alternating gentleness and urgency. After her body recovered, she had much more freedom than before. Tentatively, she used her newly healed knees, pressing their rounded curves against Pei Yujiang’s waist.

The Omega’s body was warm and soft, like a pool of water, evoking thoughts of celestial nectar. The air saturated with pheromones was sweet, carrying an indescribable scent that pulled them deeper into a foamy abyss.

After what felt like an eternity, Pei Yujiang shook out her slightly sore fingers, wiped away the lingering traces with a wet wipe, and tossed the used packaging into the car’s trash bin.

The air freshener revitalized the space, but neither of them was in a hurry to leave. They waited until the spray had doused the overpowering pheromones like a heavenly downpour. Then, flexing her wrist, Pei Yujiang pushed the car door open and carried Yu Zhiwan out.

Her oversized jacket draped over Yu Zhiwan, reaching just past the thighs and covering everything flawlessly.

In reality, the surveillance here was directly linked to their home, and the recordings would only appear on their private feed, privacy was never a concern. The Omega squirmed in her arms, exposing a glimpse of snow-white thigh, prompting Pei Yujiang to adjust the jacket with her free hand.

Languidly, Yu Zhiwan nestled against her shoulder, curling up to appear even smaller in her embrace. Her damp, curled lashes glistened with tears as she casually asked,

“Your place or mine?”

“My place?” Pei Yujiang blurted out. “It’s more convenient.”

In truth, the distance was about the same, both accessible via a private elevator from below. The elevator’s surveillance was optional based on the homeowner’s preference. Pei Yujiang had only installed cameras at the entrance, leaving the elevator untouched.

At first, Yu Zhiwan didn’t grasp what she meant by “convenient.” It wasn’t until Pei Yujiang pushed open the bedroom door and, blushing like she’d struck gold, retrieved a small pink box that the Omega belatedly understood her implication.

Inside were magic wands in various colors, lipsticks, and some gadgets Yu Zhiwan had never even seen before.

The beauty lifted her eyelids lazily, adjusted the jacket slipping off her shoulder, and deadpanned her “accusation”:

“Yuujiang, you’ve become so naughty.”

How had she never noticed before how quickly Pei Yujiang could pick up on these things?

Her answer came in the form of a tender kiss Pei Yujiang pressed to her cheek.

On the day of the school gathering, Jiang Wenxiu noticed that her two older sisters seemed to have made up.

She had sensed the previous tension between them, so she naturally picked up on their current clingy intimacy.

Pei Yujiang was dressed in casual attire, a slightly loose pair of cargo pants paired with a fitted white camisole, topped with an outer layer. Her high ponytail gave off an energetic vibe. Yu Zhiwan’s hair was dyed chestnut brown with a subtle streak of golden pink highlights hidden within her bangs, barely noticeable unless one looked closely.

Though not wearing matching outfits, the two looked perfectly harmonious together. Yu Zhiwan’s long hair cascaded gently, swaying with the breeze, exuding a lazy, effortless charm that complemented her delicate features. Her white dress contrasted with Pei Yujiang’s cargo pants, embodying a soft, nature-inspired aesthetic. Standing side by side, they were easily the most eye-catching pair among the parents.

Pei Yujiang wore a mask, only removing it after boarding the bus. At first, the high school students, chattering excitedly about the autumn camp, didn’t notice. But eventually, some began to sense something unusual.

When they realized Pei Yujiang was none other than the “Tower Heroine,” many students erupted in excitement, forcing the teacher to step in and restore order, instructing everyone to stay seated.

The autumn camp was being held in the nearby city of Yaocheng, which, along with Yicheng, belonged to the same intercontinental region. The bus ride took about two and a half to three hours not exactly a short trip. Some regretted not sitting closer to Pei Yujiang earlier.

Jiang Wenxiu, however, had already secured the prime spot, pulling a quiet girl to sit right in front of Pei Yujiang. Neither Pei Yujiang nor Yu Zhiwan suffered from motion sickness, and since they weren’t familiar with the high schoolers, they settled in the back row.

Anyone who wanted to interact with Pei Yujiang and Yu Zhiwan had to go through Jiang Wenxiu.

Jiang Wenxiu, in high spirits, kicked her legs excitedly.

For once, she wasn’t in her school uniform, though her outfit wasn’t particularly bold, just a pair of denim shorts that showed off her long, straight legs, seemingly unfazed by the autumn chill. She turned around to relay her classmates’ request, asking if Pei Yujiang could sign autographs for them.

Pei Yujiang refused outright. “Photos are fine, but no signatures.”

As the marketing director of Yuerong Corporation, she couldn’t just hand out signatures. Photos, however, were no issue, after all, she wasn’t some big celebrity.

Seated in the back, Pei Yujiang didn’t have the habit of using her phone during rides, so she casually observed the girl beside Jiang Wenxiu.

She remembered Jiang Wenxiu mentioning that the person she liked was a top student in the student council.

The girl had long, glossy black hair that fell softly around her shoulders, paired with large, round eyes that made her look as gentle and harmless as a little white rabbit, a stark contrast to Jiang Wenxiu’s demeanor. Wearing glasses, she leaned against the window, engrossed in math problem explanations on her iPad, unlike her classmates who were busy playing games.

With her headphones on, Jiang Wenxiu turned back to chatter incessantly at Pei Yujiang and Yu Zhiwan. Pei Yujiang shot her a classic “look at her, why can’t you be like that” parental glare before ignoring her.

Jiang Wenxiu, sensing the disinterest, turned back around, only to accidentally tug on the girl’s headphone cord.

Wireless Bluetooth earbuds were all the rage now, making wired headphones a rare sight yet this girl was an exception. Flustered, Jiang Wenxiu tried to untangle the cord but only made it worse, eventually startling the girl.

When the girl removed her headphones, Pei Yujiang was surprised to see Jiang Wenxiu blush and mutter a soft, “Sorry.”

The girl smiled, revealing two faint dimples. She lightly patted Jiang Wenxiu’s arm through her clothes as a playful “punishment,” whispering softly:

“Stop fooling around.”

Then she went back to reading.

Pei Yujiang had never experienced campus life before, and she found their warm, flirtatious little exchange quite endearing. Yu Zhiwan, noticing her smile, turned to look at her questioningly. Pei Yujiang quickly typed on her phone:

“Nothing, I just never expected Jiang Wenxiu to have someone she likes.”

She suddenly recalled what Yu Zhiwan once told her that love can sometimes blind people. But she also believed that innocent affection could change a person. No matter how much others might lecture, the person involved might still find it annoying. Yet when they meet someone they truly like, they can’t help but want to show their best side.

When they got off the bus, Pei Yujiang finally learned the name of the rabbit-like girl, Shen Jiayu.

The autumn camp was held on a small island, requiring them to transfer to a large ferry midway. The two-story boat carried students from two classes, who laughed and chattered excitedly as they watched waterbirds circling overhead, flapping their wings before diving to catch fish.

The birds were astonishingly fast, one moment they were soaring, the next they tucked their wings and plunged into the water, emerging with small fish in their beaks. The smaller ones were eaten immediately, while the larger ones were carried back to their nests for leisurely consumption.

Pei Yujiang also spotted a few red-billed gulls, migratory birds that began their southward journey in autumn. Since Yicheng wasn’t in the southern region, most had already left by early autumn, though some remained, along with a few bred in captivity, unbothered by the passing tourists.

Having done her research, Pei Yujiang pulled out steamed buns and bread from her bag, distributing them to the nearby children to feed the gulls.

While most were familiar with Pei Yujiang, their attention was quickly stolen by the red-billed gulls squawking eagerly for food nearby. Keeping one bun for herself, she handed the rest to Jiang Wenxiu to pass around before leading Yu Zhiwan to the quieter bow of the boat.

The ferry could easily accommodate two classes, with a capacity of 200, though only about 100 boarded. Fewer gulls gathered at the bow compared to the wake-chasing flocks at the stern, but the peacefulness made up for it.

Breaking a bun in half, Pei Yujiang offered one piece to Yu Zhiwan:

“Here.”

She had often lamented in the past, why did someone with such beautiful eyes have to be blind? When Yu Zhiwan regained her sight, Pei Yujiang had been genuinely happy for her.

The world held too much beauty, and it would have been a shame for her to miss it. She preferred Yu Zhiwan not to rely on her as “her eyes,” but to see and experience it all herself.

Yu Zhiwan had never seen real red-billed gulls before, only in pictures. Basking in the crisp lake breeze, she grew excited, standing on tiptoe by the railing to toss bits of bun toward the birds.

A small piece plopped into the water, unnoticed by any gull.

Yu Zhiwan refused to believe it wasn’t working and tried several more times, tossing pieces from all angles. One piece even landed on her head, immediately prompting a seagull to swoop down and snatch the bread crumb right in front of her face.

“Be careful!”

Pei Yujiang warned, though in truth, with her there, she wouldn’t let these sharp-beaked little birds harm Yu Zhiwan. It was just a habitual reminder.

Yu Zhiwan had never participated in this kind of activity before. Caught up in the excitement, she fed all the bread crumbs in her hand and turned to Pei Yujiang, silently asking with her eyes if there was more left.

Pei Yujiang shook the remaining half of the bun at her. She hadn’t fed much either, but compared to the blind woman who had never seen these birds before, her interest was naturally a bit less intense. Besides, as long as her girlfriend was happy, she was happy too.

Just as Pei Yujiang was about to hand over the bread, she suddenly remembered something the relationship coach had told her during their sessions. Although she later felt the coach hadn’t contributed much to her pursuit of love, the advice still seemed somewhat valid.

The coach had said that couples should incorporate small romantic gestures appropriately and in stages. She had explained in detail how to increase interaction and closeness when they were still unfamiliar, what to do during the ambiguous phase, and how to maintain passion after getting together.

Now that they were in the honeymoon phase of their relationship, maintaining passion wasn’t necessary. But remembering this, Pei Yujiang felt a subtle impulse. She glanced discreetly at the nearby students and, seeing no one was paying attention to them, lowered her head slightly and pointed to her cheek.

“If you want the bread, you’ll have to give me something in return.”

Her intention was just to have Yu Zhiwan give her a quick peck on the cheek nothing too demanding. But Yu Zhiwan immediately hooked her arms around Pei Yujiang’s neck and kissed her.

As their soft lips met, Pei Yujiang could taste the pheromones and instinctively deepened the kiss. Pressed against the railing, they became lost in each other, Pei Yujiang’s ears burning.

But soon, realizing the inappropriateness of the setting, Pei Yujiang regained her senses and released Yu Zhiwan. She could still feel the Omega breathing heavily in her arms.

That was close, she had almost become the kind of person she despised the most.

In the past, Pei Yujiang had always hated those so lovestruck they would make out in public without a care for the people around them. It wasn’t jealousy, just sheer exasperation.

And yet, there was a group of high school students nearby!

Guiltily touching the corner of her lips, Pei Yujiang realized both she and Yu Zhiwan were wearing light makeup, their lipstick shades different. She could feel hers had smudged again not from application, but from the kiss. Fortunately, she carried a small mirror for touch-ups.

Yu Zhiwan, acting as if nothing had happened, reached out her hand.

“Where’s the bread?”

Pei Yujiang had been about to take out her mirror to fix her makeup when Yu Zhiwan’s reminder made her realize she had no idea where the bread had gone.

Who still held onto bread while kissing?

Strangely enough, that half bun seemed to have vanished. After some thought, the only explanation was that they must have accidentally kicked it into the water.

The consequence of failing to keep her promise was that Yu Zhiwan decisively left her behind and went to feed the waterfowl with Jiang Wenxiu and the others. Pei Yujiang wandered around for a bit, realizing she couldn’t compete with these energetic high schoolers for Yu Zhiwan’s attention. After some thought, she pulled out a selfie stick from her bag and pretended to take photos from a distance.

Someone soon spotted her and let out an excited shriek, jogging over:

“Miss Yuzi Sauce, I want to take a photo with you!”

“Me too! Me too!”

One after another, people came asking for photos, so Pei Yujiang simply adjusted the angle to fit everyone into the frame. More and more joined in the fun, and soon, a peculiar scene unfolded on the boat’s deck.

Pei Yujiang was completely surrounded by high schoolers, Yu Zhiwan was encircled by waterfowl, while the two homeroom teachers stood awkwardly on the sidelines, unable to squeeze in.

“Insane,” Jiang Wenxiu’s teacher shook her head at the neighboring class’s teacher. “They’ve gone mad before even reaching senior year.”

But then again, what high schooler isn’t a little crazy? (Not really.)

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