I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

This time it was Cheng Fei's turn to be stunned. Yan Nan was clearly pointing at Nagasaki Asuna. "Even clubs aren't allowed?"

“A club is also not an option, since you will definitely be going on stage, and she is an artist under the company, which would involve her.”

Cheng Fei thought for a moment, "Sister Yan, I really, really have no interest in being an artist."

"I didn't mean to threaten you," Yan Nan said, holding the unlit cigarette between her fingers. "I'm just stating the facts."

"Ok."

"But I still agreed to let her play in a band, do you know why?"

"why?"

"Has she ever told you that she has some mental issues?" Yan Nan said.

"Huh?" Cheng Fei exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't worry, it's not serious. The doctor diagnosed her with a personality disorder. She is extremely sensitive to external attention and is easily affected by negative emotions. Even just eye contact can cause her physical discomfort," Yan Nan said slowly.

"You should know about her image. On the one hand, she's very popular, but on the other hand, it's easy for people to have vulgar thoughts about her. That's only natural. Celebrities are born to satisfy the various spiritual needs of their fans, right?"

Cheng Fei nodded.

Yan Nan continued, "But because of her personality disorder, she doesn't even dare to face her fans, let alone go on stage."

"So that's why she became a virtual YouTuber?" Cheng Fei seemed to understand.

“The company actually hopes she can develop in a broader field, but she has always resisted.” Yan Nan changed her sitting posture and looked at Cheng Fei. “Now that she has voluntarily joined a band, it’s not a bad thing. I see that you and she have a good relationship, so let me be frank. I hope that your band can help her overcome her personality disorder. This is a good thing for her future.”

"I see."

"She's almost finished recording. I heard you guys are going to buy instruments, so I'll be going now." Yan Nan picked up her bag and left the dressing room.

Cheng Fei sat in his seat, lost in thought.

The negative effects of superhuman abilities are probably not so easy to overcome.

It's more of a good thing for the company than a good thing for Nagasaki Asuna.

The boy's mind conjured up the girl's usual gentle and healing smile.

Even though they had chatted casually before, Cheng Fei never expected her problem to be this serious.

Nana, you're not having an easy time either.

……

63. Nagasaki Asuna doesn't mind.

Nagasaki Asuna left the recording studio and walked side by side with Cheng Fei on the street.

"I'm so tired." The girl felt completely exhausted. "Cheng Fei, can I lean on you?"

"No, someone is most likely watching me." Cheng Fei looked at the twilight sky.

"I really want to go home right now and sneak out with Cheng Fei. Then I can do anything," the girl exclaimed earnestly.

"Please don't treat the corridor as a strange game."

“Smuggling, adultery, eh…” Nagasaki Asuna muttered to herself, her eyes lighting up as if she had discovered something interesting.

A woman who is good at getting down on her knees.

"Stop with the strange associations, classmate." Cheng Fei suddenly understood how Shen Xi felt when she was with him.

"Can I have the first milk tea of ​​autumn?" The girl next to me suddenly grinned mischievously.

Cheng Fei glanced at her sideways, "Nana, do you know the real meaning behind this joke?"

"Autumn tea? First cup? Heavenly milk? Nana doesn't quite understand." The girl lightly tapped her chin with her index finger, intentionally or unintentionally puffing out her chest as if trying to emphasize something, and the corners of her mouth secretly turned up.

Cheng Fei paused for a second, then turned to the side of the road. "Let's buy it from that store."

This woman's Chinese is exceptionally good.

"Okay~" The girl smiled, her voice sweet and cloying.

After they both received their milk tea, Cheng Fei asked, "Is it still possible to have some time?"

"Don't worry, there's a music store nearby that stays open very late, it's just across the street."

"That's good."

Young men and women strolled along the street, neither too close nor too far apart.

"Sister Yan and I just had a chat." Cheng Fei drank the soy milk with milk foam and taro paste, feeling the aroma of soy, milk and sweetness in every sip.

As a former employee of a bubble tea shop, this was his first time drinking this, because it was not cheap to begin with, and with the added toppings, it was even equivalent to the cost of two meals.

"What did you talk about?" Asuna Nagasaki asked, sucking on a straw. She had ordered matcha milk green tea.

"It's your problem," Cheng Fei said carefully. "She said you have a personality disorder or something, and asked me to help you overcome it."

"I see." The girl nodded slightly, turning her head to ask, "What does Cheng Fei think?"

"I want to know your thoughts first. If you're uncomfortable in front of an audience, why did you agree to join the band?"

"Cheng Fei, can you guess?"

"In order to get closer to Shen Xi."

"wrong."

"In order to surpass oneself."

"wrong."

"For love and peace."

"Of course, it's for Cheng Fei." The girl stared at him intently.

"Once you've rested enough, I'll make that woman play bass herself, and she can sing lead vocals too," Cheng Fei said through gritted teeth, Shen Xi's image flashing before his eyes.

Nagasaki Asuna, with a straw in her mouth, observed Cheng Fei. "Is Cheng Fei concerned about me, or does he not want to owe me too much?"

"Why don't you take a look at it for me?" Cheng Fei asked her seriously.

The girl hesitated for a few seconds, then said, "I can see that Cheng Fei has completely fallen for me."

"Such a thing exists in the world?"

“Absolutely true.” She nodded firmly.

"There's one thing I'm still curious about," Cheng Fei pondered, "Is your ability effective against me, ineffective, or only partially effective?"

"Maybe it's the latter?" Nagasaki Asuna tilted her head, seemingly unsure herself.

"I want to confirm this carefully," Cheng Fei said, bringing up his personal information panel and displaying the text. "Can you tell what I'm thinking right now?"

This doesn't mean Cheng Fei intentionally exposed the system; if he was discovered, it just means the system is too weak.

"I can't tell." The girl shook her head, her smile helpless. "I really can't read minds, Cheng Fei, don't worry."

"But you can still occasionally see through my thoughts?" Cheng Fei stroked his chin.

"Yes."

"At the same time, my emotions won't make you uncomfortable like they would in a normal person."

"It certainly doesn't have an impact." Nagasaki Asuna pondered for a moment, head down. "Perhaps Cheng Fei's true inner self has always been calm, and he hasn't even experienced any emotions at all?"

Cheng Fei glanced at her and said, "Don't make me sound like I'm not human."

"In some ways, Cheng Fei is a bit unlike a human being." The girl smiled gently. "I don't mean anything bad by saying that."

"You gave a very good review, so please don't leave one next time."

"Cheng Fei, why don't we give it a try?" Nagasaki Asuna suddenly said.

"Try what?"

"Test whether your mood swings make me uncomfortable."

How do we test it?

“For example, Cheng Fei, imagine this now,” the girl said softly, her eyes darting around. “Imagine you trick me into that alley with all those trash cans, pin me against the wall, forcefully cover my mouth, and grab my arm…”

"Stop." Cheng Fei said expressionlessly, "Nana, when you look in the mirror, don't you feel like you're a piece of severely moldy bread?"

"Has Cheng Fei thought about it?" Nagasaki Asuna watched him with great interest.

"You said it yourself, and you can't help it even if you don't want to, right?"

"But I don't feel anything."

"You didn't feel anything? I could feel it."

"How does it feel?" The girl's eyes flickered, as if she was expecting something.

"I feel like you're hopeless." Cheng Fei rubbed his forehead. "You should be glad you can't sense my emotions, otherwise you'd be making yourself physically uncomfortable."

"If the source is Cheng Fei, I don't think I mind." Nagasaki Asuna looked down at her toes.

"why?"

"Maybe Cheng Fei is just too handsome." The girl laughed.

Cheng Fei nodded seriously, "That reason is undeniable."

“Let’s end this strange topic here.” Cheng Fei looked at her. “If the band really makes you uncomfortable, then quit. I’m saying this as a friend.”

"So Cheng Fei considers me a friend?"

"On the premise that you have no objection."

"I have a problem with that."

"Then forget I said anything." Cheng Fei shrugged.

“I’m not Cheng Fei’s friend, I’m Cheng Fei’s mistress.” Nagasaki Asuna’s voice was very soft, and she winked playfully.

Cheng Fei's feelings were indescribable. "You're so stubborn, you're impervious to reason."

"May Cheng Fei come in?" The girl hid her hands behind her back.

"That's enough." The boy's eyelids twitched. "Besides, according to the rules, the mistress should get paid."

“Then Cheng Fei, give me the money.” She held out her hand.

"Excuse me, I'm poor."

"It's okay if it's a band, we won't be on stage many times anyway." The girl suddenly changed the subject, tiptoed a few steps, and said, "When I'm really feeling unwell, Cheng Fei can comfort me."

"How can I comfort you?" the boy asked the girl.

Hold me tight.

"and then?"

"Then let me forget everything."

"Would you like a blow to the head?"

The girl tilted her head and pondered for a moment, then said softly as if nothing had happened, "If Cheng Fei likes it... then he can drug me."

"Sorry, it's too windy, I can't hear you."

……

64. Nagasaki Asuna cannot quit.

As evening fell, the young boy and girl entered the music store.

There were two female shop assistants inside, one slightly more mature and the other a teenage girl, who looked like a student working there.

The student shop assistant approached the two, appearing somewhat reserved, and said, "Hello, uh, what do you need?"