My love game is too abstract

The next day on the way to school, Serena couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yarrow beside her from time to time.

When they walked past the third street, she couldn't help but say:

"Okay, we all said we don't care anymore. So what if someone stole our underwear? It's not a big deal."

Yarrow had dark circles under his eyes when he woke up this morning, and his mental state was very bad, which scared everyone.

Even Serena, who originally wanted to talk to him about Ji Xiaofei taking his underwear, couldn't say anything more, and could only quickly comfort him, lest he couldn't think straight because of this social death incident.

Seeing that he still looked depressed, Serena bit her lip and said:

"If, if you really want it, I, I'll give you my underwear every day after I take it off! And socks too!"

"Ah... thank you."

Yarrow said with a haggard face.

Last night, he used the magic pot in various ways to verify who the underwear thief was, almost traveling through time and space back to the past.

And the final conclusion was only one.

It was himself.

He spent the whole night recalling whether he had done such a thing, constantly recalling what he had done that night, recalling until he was mentally exhausted.

He remembered that after finishing his homework last night, he took a nap on the bed for a while, and his memory was indeed a bit unclear at that time.

Could it be that he sleepwalked or was unconscious at that time and stole the underwear?

If that's the case, then in his subconscious, is he really a pervert?

As soon as he thought of this, he could only cover his face and sigh.

"Serena, I, I might really be a pervert..." he said, covering his face.

Serena looked at him helplessly: "So what if you are? Can I break up with you?"

She looked away and said softly: "At most, at most, I'll just occasionally satisfy your fetish, as long as it's not too excessive..."

"Serena..."

At this moment, Yarrow was very moved.

"Then, what if I want you to wear a very short skirt with black silk stockings and high heels as a maid costume?"

"...You're pushing your luck..."

They arrived at the school and were heading towards the classroom for the first class.

The first class was Kingdom History. The teacher hadn't arrived yet, so they found a seat in the back and sat down.

As soon as they sat down, he heard whispers from around him, and people kept glancing at him from time to time.

Yarrow had gotten used to this kind of gaze during this time, but today seemed a little different.

"...It's really unexpected..."

"That's too perverted..."

"I didn't expect him to be that type."

"Ugh, so disgusting..."

Yarrow frowned.

"What are they talking about?"

Just as he was about to pull the classmate in front to ask, a tortoise carrying a heavy shell and holding a textbook slowly walked in. That was the Kingdom History teacher, Mr. Folkman.

"Turn, the, book, to, page, twenty-three, today, we, will, talk, about, the, Halton, River, wooden, boat, incident..."

The tortoise professor said slowly. The classroom quieted down, and Yarrow had no choice but to start the class first.

This strange attention to him continued throughout the morning, and if he went up to ask, the other party would be so scared that they would run away.

Some would also say in a panic that they couldn't handle such fancy stuff and told him not to look for them.

This gave Yarrow a bad feeling in his heart.

When he went to the cafeteria for lunch, there were many people gathered around the bulletin board at the entrance of the cafeteria. He was also curious and went over to take a look.

He was dumbfounded as soon as he took a look.

A very large poster was posted on the bulletin board. It was actually a headshot of him, with the following eye-catching words written on the side:

"Yarrow, first-year student, student number 20148957, 21 years old, now issuing a friend invitation to all campus enthusiasts, requirements: support, huge, no limit to race or gender, like, experienced, not picky, I have five years of experience, specialize in, pet play, two-point play, etc., more unlocked content can be accepted

Please come find me if you meet the conditions!"

Yarrow stood in front of the bulletin board in shock. At this time, someone around noticed him, and one by one, they ran away in a panic as if they had seen something unclean.

He then realized what was happening, rushed forward in a rage, tore down the poster, and tore it to pieces.

"Who the hell did this! So boring! Don't they know it's infringing on my portrait rights to use my photo to do this kind of thing!!"

He threw the fragments on the ground and stomped on them hard.

"What are you taking pictures of! Get out of here!"

He shouted at the news agency student who was taking pictures of him with a camera.

The other party ran away in a panic.

"This, this prank is a bit malicious. Should we report it to the school?" Serena said with a frown.

"Damn it, if I find out who did it..." Yarrow said through gritted teeth.

Serena thought for a moment and said: "Could it be that someone is jealous and wants to ruin your image because you took the Royal Medal before, so they did this kind of thing?"

"Hmph, I think so too. Damn it, I really don't know what kind of person is so narrow-minded!" Yarrow said hatefully.

"The more I think about it, the angrier I get! I'm not eating. I'm going to find the culprit right now! Private punishment!"

As he said that, he turned around and left.

"Wait for me!" Serena, worried about him, also followed.

They found a place where no one was around, and Yarrow took out the magic pot and made a wish:

"I want to find out right now who posted that poster."

A beam of light lit up above the magic pot:

At the entrance of the cafeteria in the early hours of the morning, Yarrow grew wings on his back, flew down to the bulletin board, posted the poster in his hand, and then spread his wings and flew away.

"How the hell is that possible?"

Yarrow was stunned, and Serena also widened her eyes, then looked at him.

"You?"

"How could it be me! This, this is obviously someone impersonating me!" Yarrow said loudly.

"But, but, these wings are exactly the same as the ones you used in the past, right?" Serena said after looking.

"This..."

Yarrow was also confused. The wings above were indeed exactly the same as his 'Soar' brand effect. He had to admit this.

But how could it be him? He stayed up until four o'clock last night before going to sleep. How could he use 'Soar' to fly to the academy?

Obviously someone is impersonating him!

"Someone imitated the effect of 'Soar' and disguised themselves as me to do these things just to ruin my image?"

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly had a creepy feeling.

This person, could it be the same one who stole the underwear the night before yesterday?

Then wouldn't that mean...

A guy impersonating him sneaked into his house without anyone noticing...

Or is it that he was actually controlled silently without realizing it?

A dark gray cloud suddenly enveloped his head, extremely depressing.