The Hacker, The Maid, and the Ancient PC

“HIHO—”

A figure, accompanied by the girl’s strange cry, landed heavily on the bed, clutching a pink pillow and rolling around incessantly.

“Ah, my bed, the sanctuary of my life…”

“Click.”

The sound of the door closing behind her instantly made Liu Yu raise her upper body, her face etched with vigilance as she questioned, “Why did you follow me in? Don’t you have your own home?”

“…”

Stunned by Liu Yu’s words, Villy felt a surge of indignation.

She had initially believed herself accustomed to Liu Yu’s sharp tongue.

Yet, reality had just delivered another slap, reminding her that the road ahead was long and still required considerable effort.

‘This is just a child; their words aren’t filtered through their brain. This is just a child; their words aren’t filtered through their brain,’ she repeatedly hypnotized herself.

Only after silently reciting it several times did Villy manage to regain a semblance of calm.

Subsequently, under the watchful gaze of the gray-haired girl, she stepped into the bathroom.

After a series of clanging sounds, she emerged with a plastic basin and approached the bed.

“Take them off,” she instructed Liu Yu.

“Huh? Take what off?”

“Your clothes. You don’t have a washing machine here, so I’ll wash yours while I’m doing mine.”

“Hmph hmph.”

As if a sensitive spot had been poked, the gray-haired girl suddenly sprang up, standing straight with her hands on her hips, a look of disdainful mockery on her face as Villy looked on, utterly bewildered.

“Surely you don’t think I, like you common mortals, need to change my clothes, do you? If I wished, I could roll around and sleep in cement, and it still wouldn’t affect me in the slightest!”

‘Why would anyone be proud of that?!’

Suppressing the urge to retort, Villy repeated her question: “Are you sure?”

Liu Yu nodded vigorously, like a pestle pounding garlic.

“Alright then.”

Villy feigned a sigh, muttering to herself, “Oh dear, tonight my clothes got some white liquid on them from who knows where. But luckily, there’s a kind person who often rummages around there. I suppose I should thank her for helping me get it off.”

“Eeeek—”

Upon understanding the implication of Villy’s words, Liu Yu felt a shiver run down her spine.

While the Shadows could eliminate factors disadvantageous to her, whether her own snot stuck to her body would be eliminated was truly uncertain.

After a moment’s thought, Liu Yu quickly shed her clothes and tossed them into the plastic basin.

“I’ve changed my mind. You can help me wash them after all.”

However, even after Liu Yu had undressed, Villy’s eyes remained fixed on her, causing a flutter of panic in Liu Yu’s heart, and she instinctively clutched at her chest.

“Wh-wh-what are you staring at?”

“Take off your pants too; those need washing.”

“…Oh, why didn’t you say so earlier?”

One thing led to another.

Having already removed her top, Liu Yu, without a hint of burden, pulled off her pants as well.

What was revealed to the black-haired girl’s slightly expectant gaze was an unexpected… pair of gray boxer briefs?

“Tsk.”

“Hurry up, hurry up, don’t just stand there in the way.”

Stripped down to only her underwear, Liu Yu lay sideways on the bed, her right foot lightly prodding the laundry maid’s shoulder, urging her to get to work quickly.

“Mhm,” Villy softly responded.

Her gaze, however, traced a path upwards from the girl’s ankle: the delicate jade feet, the flat abdomen, the prominent chest, and that face, brimming with a sly smile, as if she had just made a fortune and was basking in self-satisfaction.

From this angle, everything was in full view.

“Gulp.”

She couldn’t help but swallow, her mind involuntarily conjuring all sorts of embarrassing scenarios.

The protagonists within were undoubtedly herself, and… the gray-haired lass.

“Hey—”

Noticing Villy’s prolonged inactivity, Liu Yu discontentedly kicked the black-haired girl’s chest.

“How long are you going to space out, you clumsy maid?”

‘She’s really flat, isn’t she? Is this person truly a woman? Could she be a cross-dressing boy?’ she muttered to herself in the depths of her mind.

“Right away, right away.”

Like a scolded servant, Villy meekly responded to Liu Yu’s interrogation, her face tinged with a hint of reluctance and a flush of crimson as she headed towards the bathroom…

‘Wait a minute?’

‘I’m the one doing her laundry, so why does it feel like I’m begging her?’

Realizing she had once again been entranced by beauty, Villy rapped her knuckles on her head to clear her thoughts, but…

Before entering the bathroom, she stole another glance at the gray-haired girl, who was now lying on her back.

Her curvaceous figure made Villy’s breathing quicken considerably, and she hastily turned her head, taking several deep breaths of cool air before her restless heart finally settled.

‘Damn it, let her be a succubus if she wants; I’ll just consider myself unlucky to have encountered one.’

****

Meanwhile, having just sent Villy away, Liu Yu eagerly scrambled to her computer desk.

As a severe internet addict, she hadn’t touched a computer in a full day.

If this continued, she would surely go mad and perish!

With an excited heart, she powered on the computer.

Just as she was about to embark on a delightful gaming session, a familiar page suddenly popped up on her desktop.

“Huh?”

‘Isn’t this that dark web software, [Friendship Party]? Why did it suddenly pop up?’

‘Did I set it to auto-start?’

Filled with doubt and curiosity, Liu Yu continued to wait.

Then…

Thirty seconds passed…

A minute passed…

Liu Yu finally grew impatient.

She moved her mouse, clicking the ‘X’ in the upper right corner several times, only to find, to her surprise, that it wouldn’t close.

“Where’s the laundry powder or liquid?” Villy’s voice called from the bathroom.

“None,” Liu Yu retorted irritably.

She was currently battling rogue software and simply couldn’t spare the time to deal with Villy’s “minor issues.”

“…Then what about shower gel, shampoo? I want to take a shower here.”

“I don’t shower, so why would I buy those? There aren’t any.”

“Then I’ll go buy some at the supermarket downstairs.”

“Whatever, do what you want.”

“Thud!”

With the sound of the door closing, Villy left the room.

‘She isn’t mad, is she…?’

This thought was dismissed by Liu Yu as soon as it arose.

Her precious computer was being invaded by rogue software; she had no time to worry about Villy.

Not only could she not close the software, but her entire memory was also completely occupied.

Let alone playing games, she couldn’t even open a web page.

Although it was an antique machine to begin with, this was simply too much!

‘I’m going to report this, report it!’

“Woooooaaaaahhh—”

“What are you screaming about? I could hear you all the way downstairs.”

Villy walked in, laden with several bags.

Her eyes were fixed intently on the gray-haired girl, who was currently pounding the computer desk… specifically, on her chest.

At this moment, Liu Yu’s ample bosom swayed rhythmically with her movements, exceptionally eye-catching.

‘I’m doomed; I’m not straight anymore.’

Villy thought to herself, realizing there was no point in deceiving herself any further.

‘Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, all my ancestors above, your daughter, your descendant, has been turned by some unknown little vixen! If punishment is due, then punish that little vixen who loves to charm humans; it’s all her fault.’

“My computer’s broken.”

Liu Yu’s dejected voice was particularly heartbreaking.

“What’s going on? Let me see.”

Unable to bear seeing the usually vibrant troublemaker suddenly so listless, Villy quickly moved behind the girl, lightly resting a hand on her smooth back.

She then took the mouse from Liu Yu’s hand and examined the screen.

“Hmm… I see… I understand.”

“You beast! What do you understand?!”

The ill-timed joke earned Liu Yu a roll of Villy’s eyes.

“…If you keep this up, I won’t help you.”

“I’m sorry, I was wrong.”

A true hero knows when to bend and when to stand tall.

For the sake of her precious video games, Liu Yu chose to grovel at light speed.

Relishing the rare sight of Liu Yu’s discomfiture, Villy happily ruffled her hair while explaining, “Have you offended anyone recently? For instance… did you get into an argument with someone on some online forum?”

“I think… probably… not… right?” Liu Yu said uncertainly, recalling her heated debate with someone on a forum about Vanguard.

“Really?” Villy’s face showed disbelief.

“Maybe… there was…? So what exactly happened?” the gray-haired girl retorted aggressively.

“You’ve likely been hacked, or at least this behavior counts as such,” Villy explained earnestly.

“Huh? No, are there still hackers these days?”

Liu Yu looked utterly bewildered; the last time she’d heard that term was during a computer class in her childhood, listening to some male teacher boast.

He had claimed to be in that line of work previously, engaging in online confrontations with various organizations, exposing the corrupt rich one day and helping the nation fight foreign hackers the next—a life of such dashing freedom and swift vengeance.

At the time, Liu Yu had been completely captivated, spending her days pestering her mother to buy her a computer.

Alas, no matter how she threw tantrums or rolled on the floor, no one paid her any mind, infuriating her to the point of staging a hunger strike, only to be whipped raw by her mother’s bamboo cane before finally giving up.

Later, she even read about the teacher’s identical “experiences” in an online novel, which finally put an end to her aspirations.

(The main reason, however, was that she couldn’t understand code.)

But to return to the main topic.

To revive her computer, Liu Yu proactively clasped Villy’s arm, her face devoid of expression as she cooed, “Sister Villy, Sister Villy, please, please help me.”

“Mmm-hmm, a little more pressure… yes, just like that.”

Reveling in the physical attention from the beautiful girl, Villy felt as if she were floating to the heavens.

She suppressed her laughter and said, “That unknown hacker clearly tried to send you something, but because your computer’s specs are so outdated—it’s an antique machine most people haven’t even seen—it caused the program they sent to freeze. Pffft, ha ha ha, where did you dig up this scrap metal?”

Despite her efforts, she still burst into laughter.

“Oh, and how do we resolve this issue, Miss Villy?” Liu Yu responded with chilling indifference.

“It’s quite simple.”

Villy pinched her nose, dragging out the dusty computer host, which was even covered in cobwebs.

Then, under the watchful gaze of the small gray head, she pulled out a blue cable.

“Just unplug the network cable, won’t that do it? You don’t play online games anyway, do you?”

“…”

‘What a simple and crude method.’

‘Damn it, why didn’t I think of that?!’

“Alright, alright, I still have to wash your clothes. Just call me if you need anything else.”

Finally, after ruffling the little troublemaker’s head, Villy, laden with bags, pushed open the bathroom door and went inside.

Before long, the soft gurgle of water could be heard from within.

However, no amount of rushing water could extinguish Liu Yu’s current fury.

Relying on her memory, she quickly identified the enemy who would resort to such a despicable tactic as sending a virus.

Immediately, she pulled out her phone, tapped into the forum she frequently browsed, and directly created a post to confront them.