Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

The dim light cast an ambiguous pinkish-purple hue on the red exterior walls of the girls' bathroom. Warm steam carried the scent of shower gel, mixed with the sweet, damp smell of the girls' hair. Laughter, the sound of running water, and whispered murmurs mingled inside the bathroom, weaving a sticky web of desire in the air.

"Don't you guys think Chen Mo from Class 3 of Senior Three is amazing? He almost got full marks in all subjects in the last mock exam, and his Chinese essay was circulated throughout the entire grade as a model essay!" A girl's voice was hoarse with a sigh, which was especially clear when mixed with the sound of the shower. Her fingertips unconsciously traced her collarbone. "Last time I pretended to twist my ankle and fell on him, his skin was smoother than milk."

"Tch, the new male intern teacher transferred to our grade is the real gem!" Another voice, low but alluring, trailed off. She had just showered, her bathrobe hanging loosely on her shoulders, revealing half of her smooth back. "Yesterday, when I was handing in homework, I deliberately dropped my pen near his feet. When I bent down to pick it up, I saw the curve of the veins bulging on his wrist beneath the cuff of his white shirt. I went back and fantasized about touching it ten times in front of the mirror!"

"And the school heartthrob from the next class!" The third girl's voice suddenly rose, the sound of running water unable to drown out the infatuation in her tone. She was rubbing her waist in front of the mirror, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light. "After he made the game-winning shot in the basketball game, he lifted his jersey to wipe his sweat. I recorded the lines of his waist and abdomen and played them in slow motion over and over again. You could even see the little mole on his waist and the groove of his abs clearly. Last night, I even dreamed that I could touch the skin under his jersey..."

The scene inside the bathroom was far more private and absurd than what could be heard outside the door; the rules of this erotic fantasy twisted the girl's agitation into a straightforward yet sticky desire:

Several girls gathered around the largest makeup mirror. One of them smoothed her freshly washed long hair in front of the mirror, her fingertips sliding down her neck to the hollow of her collarbone, admiring her water-dampened skin with a dreamy look in her eyes.

Someone turned to the side in front of the mirror and twisted their waist. The hem of their bathrobe slipped down, revealing a slender waist. The girl next to them immediately reached out and covered it, gently pinching it with her fingertips. Her tone was teasing and ambiguous: "Your waist has gotten thinner again. Next time, turn around next to your crush's seat, and he'll definitely be flustered."

Some people even looked at their reflection in the mirror and deliberately lowered their voices to imitate the low, husky tone of a male teacher they had a crush on when he was explaining a problem, dragging out the last syllable. This caused a burst of laughter from the people around them. Someone reached out and hooked her chin, leaned close to her ear and said, "Try it again. That voice was so alluring just now, it made me feel weak in the knees."

A girl took a leather diary out of her bag from the locker. The cover had a candid photo of Chen Mo looking down at the book, his profile blurred from repeated rubbing. "I found out that Chen Mo goes to the woods by the playground to memorize vocabulary every morning before reading. There aren't many people there. I'm going to wear my new dress tomorrow, deliberately knock the book to his feet, and then squat down to pick it up..."

The girl next to her immediately leaned over, her chest almost touching her shoulder, and hooked her arm around hers, her tone urging, "Take me with you! I'll cover for you. If he looks down at you, just deliberately lower your collar..."

Lu Yu and Chen Mo stood frozen at the doorway, their faces visibly showing embarrassment.

The former clutched the palm print, the faint blue and warm gold light flickering between his fingers, while the latter's insightful vertical lines flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head away helplessly: "The energy fluctuations here are very obvious, the array core must be inside, but the two of us can't get in at all."

The sounds coming from inside the bathroom became increasingly clear—

A girl was drying her hair when she went to the mirror, applied a layer of lip gloss to her lips, and then bit her lower lip, imagining the feeling of applying it.

Some people were even whispering to the door of the cubicle, "I hope I can be in the same classroom as my crush next time we're assigned to take the exam."

Some girls even hugged each other tightly in the steamy air, their whispered fantasies becoming more and more concrete: "Do you think our class monitor's hands are like the way he holds a pen, with distinct knuckles and just the right amount of strength?"

Liu Jing glanced at the tightly closed wooden door, her tone tinged with helplessness: "Su Wan and I can go in, but you two... you can't just force your way in, can you?"

Hearing the commotion inside the door, Su Wan's ears turned bright red, almost bleeding. "How about... Teacher Liu and I go in and try? But I don't know how to break the array's core at all. At most, I can try to use my spiritual power to calm them down."

Just when everyone was at a loss, Lu Yu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He grabbed Zhao Lei's arm and whispered in their ears, "I have a plan—have Zhao Lei warm up and show off his muscles at the door. After Teacher Liu and Su Wan go in, they'll deliberately talk loudly about the handsome PE student outside, luring all the girls out. Chen Mo and I will then sneak in to find the array's core!"

Although Zhao Lei hadn't fully recovered from the illusion, upon hearing Lu Yu's words, he patted his chest and agreed, then rolled up the sleeves of his gilded suit to reveal his muscular forearms: "What's so difficult about that! With muscles like these, I'll be a head-turner at the school sports meet! I guarantee I'll attract them all!"

Liu Jing and Su Wan exchanged a glance, feeling helpless yet also impressed by the youthful cleverness of the plan. They straightened their clothes, pushed open the bathroom door, and were instantly enveloped by warm, moist steam, mixed with a sweet fragrance and an ambiguous atmosphere. Su Wan instinctively gripped Liu Jing's wrist, her ears turning bright red, her breathing becoming erratic.

Liu Jing cleared her throat, deliberately raised her voice, and said with just the right amount of curiosity, "There's a sports student warming up outside. I heard he's a new transfer student who won the 100-meter championship at the sports meet. He's got really strong muscles."

Su Wan nodded in agreement, her voice tinged with deliberate envy, and she unconsciously gestured with her fingertips: "I saw it too. When he did high knees, his waistline was very defined, even narrower than the school heartthrob's, but his shoulders were very broad. He looked very reassuring..."

These words were like a pebble thrown into boiling spring water, abruptly silencing the laughter and whispers in the bathroom.

A girl rushed to the window, her bathrobe still untied, and exclaimed as she peeked through a corner of the curtain, "It's true! He's doing lunges! The muscles in his thighs are incredible!"

"Go out and see!"

Someone shouted, and the girls, who were still immersed in their private fantasies, were instantly thrown into chaos. Without even drying their hair, some put on their half-wet school uniform skirts, some grabbed a jacket and draped it over their shoulders, and some even rushed out the door in slippers without wearing socks properly. Water dripped from their wet hair, their skirts fluttered in the wind, and they muttered, "Let's see if it's stronger than the intern teacher's wrist," and "If their shoulders were wide enough, it would be very comfortable to lean on them."

The sweet aroma and steam wafted out, completely opening the bathroom door.