Nearing the girls' dormitory area, to be safe, Jiutiao Che took off his slippers, carried them in his hand, bent his waist, and crossed the steps to arrive in front of Mayi Asuka's room door.
Just as they had agreed on in the evening, the sliding door was left with a small gap.
Unable to help himself, Dubian Che swallowed, pushed the door open, and like a cat ready to pounce on a mouse, crept in on tiptoes.
The room layout was no different from the boys' dormitory: four tatami mats and a low table.
The only difference was that in addition to items like hair dryers, which only girls would bring from far away, there was also a faint scent in the air.
As Dubian Che's eyes adjusted to the dim light inside, he saw Mayi Asuka at the innermost tatami, hiding under the covers and playing with her phone, beckoning to him.
'The phone light is too bright! And why are you at the very back?'
