I'll even show you crossdressing men.

So her teasing often puts people in awkward situations, but deep down they like her even more.

In the media and online, people's evaluation of her is surprisingly consistent: "Although she likes to tease others and often says and does some very erotic things, she is actually an unexpectedly pure person at heart."

"No one has ever seen her interact with any men, nor has she ever attended any parties. Within the 'Sky Colors' band, her whereabouts are the most secretive and the rarest."

"If she didn't always show up on time for every concert, we wouldn't even know if she actually existed in real life."

"But there is no doubt that she is the most popular member of the 'Sky Colors' band, and even enjoys the reputation of 'White Fairy'."

"Everyone, do you still want to hear more?" She gently parted her pink lips, blinked, and asked the audience. This action, captured by the camera and magnified on the screen, clearly showed her slightly provocative and seductive gaze, instantly sending everyone into a frenzy once again.

What's strange is that, generally speaking, over 90% of a celebrity's fans should be male. However, this doesn't apply to her, as her female and male fan bases are almost equal.

Therefore, it is easy to see countless girls jumping and shouting her name excitedly, with even more enthusiasm than male fans.

“Alright, listen to Shui Se’s next song, ‘Your Majesty.’” As she said this, her smile faded, her face revealing an undisguised arrogance, and the allure in her eyes was even more intense than before.

Seeing the expression on that beautiful person's face on the screen, the fans present were practically riding the crest of a wave. It was just too alluring. Where did this enchantress come from?

She turned her head, her face turned to the side, her eyes looking disdainfully at the fans below the stage. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she began to sing a song that was incredibly captivating:

"Are you kneeling there waiting for me?"

Then satisfy me with your humility.

Don't look up at my face.

My toes are where you should look straight ahead.

Isn't it a beautiful pink?

Do you want a kiss?

Make a submissive sound, woof woof woof.

I'll let you savor it slowly.

Are you already getting impatient?

You really are a pervert.

Can even your toes get you excited?

Dirty eyes are only fit to look at high heels.

A hopeless heart, worse than a puppy's.

Hmm, hehehehe..."

This is where the most exciting part of the song comes in. This song, which exudes an endless queenly aura, makes male fans feel like they will forever submit to her feet, just to kiss that beauty.

The sweat on his face was a sign of tension.

Or is your body already boiling with excitement?

The red dress I'm wearing

It's as hot as if it's burning your soul.

Your mouth is moving, as I tell you.

You really, really want to taste it?

Her hand slowly slid down her cheek, drawing a line from her left chest to her right chest, then reached to her skirt, pinched a corner, and gently lifted it up.

Even though the safety shorts protected her and no one could see any of the "benefits," her seductive actions, which were clearly using her beauty to tempt others, still made many people stare intently and swallow their saliva.

"Who allowed you to look down on my shoulders with such contempt?"

Already covered in white stockings,

Was it what attracted you?

She bent down slightly, placing one hand on the top of her stockings, seemingly untiing them.

However, she only made a gesture. After pulling down her stockings a little, she stood up, looking down at the audience with a hint of a smile and disdainful eyes, her expression exuding arrogance.

"It seems that toes aren't enough to satisfy you, are they?"

It's a pity that this is all you deserve.

Lie there and be my cushion.

In that case, I'll grant you permission to call me once.

Owner."

When she finished singing the last line of "Master," countless cheers immediately erupted from the audience: "Master...Master...Master..." It seemed that they were going crazy for her beauty and were also submitting to their master.

After a long while, the frenzy slowly subsided. Shui Se stood on the stage with an arrogant and disdainful expression until they calmed down, and then she put on a gentle smile again: "It seems that everyone had a great time today? Then Shui Se will take her leave. See you at the next concert."

As she spoke, she waved her arms, turned around without looking back, and walked gracefully backstage.

These fans all know her personality; once she finishes her performance, she will never stay. Even if the fans shout "encore" a hundred thousand times, it won't change her mind. So they can only watch her leave with a look of unsatisfaction and sigh with regret: "Why doesn't Shui Se appear in other places? Just seeing her at the concert is not enough."

After reaching the backstage area, Ji Shuise breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and greeted the people passing by, and then went to her dressing room to pack her things.

Just then, a man's voice came from behind: "Shui Se, are you tired? Have some water. Are you going home so early today too?"

Ji Shuise knew this person was her manager, but most of the time, she completely ignored him. Aside from concerts, she didn't attend any events, a privilege granted by the company. This person was less of her manager and more of a logistics manager specially assigned to her by the company.

However, even so, Ji Shuise knew she couldn't really ignore him, so after hearing his words, she nodded gently: "Yes, I won't have any social engagements." As she answered, she still took the glass of water from his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

After all, she was tired too...

Hmm? Tired? What's wrong...?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: Don't bother looking for the song →_→ I wrote it myself a few months ago. Except for changing "black stockings" to "white stockings", I didn't change a single word.

Well, anyway, that's how the story goes. I'm very fair-skinned, a white fairy, I'm not dirty...

Chapter Four: She Kissed Me

The pale-faced youth carefully examined the delicate foot in his hand, feeling its warmth and smoothness. After playing with it for a while, he finally spoke: "Shui Se, Shui Se, don't blame me for using this method to possess you. After all, your whereabouts are too secretive. If I don't take advantage of the time you take a break after going on stage, I will have almost no way to get you."

He gently lowered her delicate feet, his hand stroking her calves: "Do you know how long I've been watching you? I fell madly in love with you the moment you first appeared. For you, I haven't been close to any other women for a long time, and all my previous women have been sent away."

"I told my family I wanted to have you and marry you, and they were vehemently opposed. After all, you're a commoner, and a songstress at that, the difference between you and a noble family like ours is enormous. But alas, I'm determined to marry you. Do you know how much I paid to get them to agree to this? Just to have you, even if I had to pay ten times more, it would be completely worth it." The young man stroked her calf, his face filled with a dazed expression, revealing that he was truly smitten with Ji Shuise.

However, Shui Se felt a deep disgust for his methods. She listened to his words without any emotional reaction, only silently weeping. She had given up hope; not only would her true identity be exposed, but she didn't even know if she could preserve her chastity.

This man is obsessed with Hime Mizuki, and probably doesn't care whether she's a man or a woman. Even if he finds out later, he won't stop. This man has become obsessed to the point of demonic possession; he's become like this because of her, because of wanting to have her.

His hand slowly moved upwards, gently caressing the top of the stockings and the exposed skin, enjoying the sensation.

Overwhelmed by fear, she felt that she would rather die than have her body violated by this man.

Perhaps it heard her prayers, or perhaps even the heavens couldn't bear to see this happen, for suddenly, a thunderclap that resounded throughout the city struck the quiet, rain-soaked sky. Within the purple lightning, something seemed to be intertwined, like a deity inspiring awe.

As a massive bolt of lightning struck, a figure plummeted from the sky, heading directly towards the room where Ji Shuise was imprisoned.

Just as the boy was halfway off the girl's stockings, with a loud crash, the roof, made of the most expensive spirit wood, was smashed by something. A figure shoved the pale-faced boy aside, grabbed his body, and rolled him around on the ground several times.

The girl seemed stunned by the unexpected gift, or perhaps she realized she was finally being embraced; her face was filled with excitement. Although she was still weak, she was finally able to speak: "Please save me, okay? He forcibly brought me here, and just now he..." She trailed off, her face flushed with embarrassment, as if she were finding it difficult to continue.

The person who bumped into the pale boy staggered to his feet, pressed his aching head, and saw the naked body of the boy beneath him, who had been drained by wine and women and was now unconscious, and the disheveled white-clad girl on the bed. He immediately understood what had happened.

"Pah, shameless scoundrel!" Driven by a sense of justice, he immediately launched into a tirade of curses, kicking the boy several times. Had he not noticed the layout and materials used, he likely would have already killed the boy with those kicks.

But he didn't know that when he turned around and glanced at the girl, she was shocked: "Yuya, how could it be him?"

Yes, why him? Why did he have to see me like this? Why did he have to appear just when I was about to be humiliated?

Doesn't he know that this will only make it harder for me to extricate myself? But what can I do? Should I tell him my true identity? Don't be silly, even if he knew, he would only despise you, not like you.

He will never like you, Ji Xiuyu.

Biting her lower lip, she remained silent. After watching Ishikawa Yuya kick her a few times, he walked to the bedside, glanced at the scenery outside, and then came to her side, asking, "Who are you? White Fairy Princess Mizuiro-san?"

Only now did he realize who the girl who had almost been violated was. The anger in his eyes turned into amazement, then into pity and admiration. He scratched the back of his head and asked nervously, "Are you alright? Did he do anything to you?"

He didn't want such a beautiful person to be defiled by such scum, so even after seeing the situation, he still asked her a question.

Ji Shuise didn't look at his expression, slowly lowered her head, and stubbornly shook her head: "No, but if you had been any later, it would have been hard to say."

Hearing the lovely girl's answer, Ishikawa Yuya's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. He was truly afraid that this angelic girl would encounter such a thing. If that were the case, he was almost certain that she would choose to leave or die alone, never to be seen by anyone again.

Unfortunately, after Ji Shuise realized it was him, she kept her head down and didn't see the ecstatic joy on his face. She gently bit her lower lip and suggested, "Let's go. His people should be here soon. After all, such a big commotion has happened. Even if he sent everyone away, they should be back by now. If we wait any longer, we'll be in big trouble."

Ishikawa Yuya slapped his forehead, looking as if he had just realized something: "Miss Mizuiro is very thoughtful. Indeed, judging from the decoration here, it is definitely not a place that an ordinary family can live in."

"This is a nobleman, one of the highest-ranking nobles in the city." Ji Shuise knew much more about this than he did, and the young man had just explained his motives.

"Then let's go. You...you, can you walk by yourself?" Ishikawa Yuya's outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he asked her somewhat awkwardly.

"No, he had someone drug me. I have no strength left in my body." Ji Shuise's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, because she knew what was about to happen.

"Then, for Miss Mizuiro's safety, I must offend you." Hearing her words, Ishikawa Yuya's eyes were filled with surprise. Although he spoke modestly, he bent down without hesitation, wanting to pick up the disheveled girl.

"Turn around first, I'll straighten my clothes." Ji Shuise said suddenly as she saw his shadow getting closer and closer, her heart beating faster and faster.

Looking at her body, especially the stockings on her long, beautiful legs, Ishikawa Yu knew it was time to give her some time.

Gritting her teeth, she straightened her clothes and pulled up her stockings. This time, she didn't fasten the straps, but she couldn't take her high heels with her.

"Alright..." After a while, Hime Mizuki's voice, barely audible, rang out. Ishikawa Yu quickly turned around and saw Hime Mizuki, who had already straightened her clothes. He glanced at her perfectly curved feet, subconsciously swallowed, and asked, "Where are your shoes?"

"Never mind that, just take me with you, they're coming." Ji Shuise shook her head, urging him to take her out quickly.

The footsteps outside grew increasingly hurried. Knowing that any further delay would likely lead to a lot of trouble for the two of them, Ishikawa Yu disregarded etiquette. He bent down, slipped one hand under her delicate shoulder and the other under her knees, and swept her into his arms in a princess carry. Then, with a powerful leap, he launched himself into the air and flew towards the gaping hole.

He heard the sound of a door opening behind him, followed by a cacophony of voices. Several attacks flew past him, but failed to harm him. His figure, carrying the girl, vanished from the sight of those in the courtyard under the cover of rain, leaving them staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Ouch..." At this moment, the boy who had been knocked unconscious by Ishikawa Yuya let out a painful groan and woke up. Looking at the empty bed and the large hole in the ceiling, as well as the tense expressions on the faces of the people around him, he was not stupid and immediately knew what had happened.

"Idiots, idiots, idiots! You're all a bunch of idiots. How could you let the other party get away like this? What did you eat to grow up like this? If you miss this opportunity, I don't know how you'll ever get another chance to kiss her. Get out of here... cough cough..." In his excitement, he was already weak, and he was hit and kicked a few times by Ishikawa Yuya. His naked body was blown by the cold wind, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Gently covering his mouth and nose to conceal his weakness, the boy's eyes were suddenly drawn to a pair of disheveled high heels.

He stood up, walked over, and took the two three-inch high, silver-white heels in his hands, his eyes burning with fervor and infatuation: "Shui Se, Shui Se, no matter what, I must have you, I'm sure of it!"

In a corner of the city, not far from the school, Ishikawa Yuya arrived at a quiet neighborhood, guided by Hime Mizuki.

After entering an apartment building, he went up to the ninth floor, found room number nine, and found a key according to the method Ji Shuise had told him. He then opened the door and went inside.