The Lap Pillow and the Brewing Election

A hint of curiosity entered Jiang Li’s voice as she asked, “Sister, why are you so interested in my roommate?”

“It’s nothing, really. It’s just because you mentioned she’s running for student council president, and I’m curious if she’ll succeed. After all, if that senior girl from the third year manages to become president, she might target you later.”

Jiang Wan offered a gentle smile. “So, I truly hope your roommate succeeds; that way, we won’t have to fear her.”

Her heart hammered in her chest, thankfully muffled by her ample bosom.

Jiang Li considered this to be sound reasoning, then replied, “We’ll just get along normally, like any good roommates. We’ll go to school together, return to the dorms together after classes, eat in the cafeteria together, and even shower together.”

‘Shower together?’

A touch of envy flickered in Jiang Wan’s eyes.

The beautiful older sister, clad in a white lab coat, leaned against the sofa, a perfect and tender smile gracing her lips. “So, do you need my help with your election plan?”

Having already provided a prelude when answering the previous question, there was no need to seek an additional reason this time.

Jiang Li, as expected, didn’t overthink it. She simply felt her sister cared deeply for her, worried that the senior girl becoming student president would be detrimental, and thus was eager to help her roommate win the election.

She pondered seriously for a moment.

“Hmm, there might indeed be one area where we need help, but…we’ll need to discuss it next week first.”

This wasn’t just a matter for her and Xi Yao; it also involved Aileen and her student council secretary team.

****

The young girl’s thighs were soft and fragrant, as fair as snow. Their touch was like the finest silk, and when her head rested upon them, she could feel a subtle elasticity.

It was a thousand times better than any pillow she usually slept on!

‘So this is the legendary lap pillow.’

Xi Ruo quietly inhaled, catching the scent of milk and a peculiar floral fragrance emanating from the girl. For the first time, she felt the beauty of being alive so profoundly.

“Sister Xi Ruo, don’t exhale,” Xi Yao said, gently touching her own belly. “It tickles a bit.”

Lying on Xi Ruo’s lap, Xi Yao’s head turned directly towards Xi Ruo’s stomach.

Primarily, it was the innocent A-Yao who felt a little shy.

Xi Ruo hummed softly, then a thought suddenly struck her: they were so close now that if someone’s heart rate accelerated, it would be easy to hear. She was confident in her hearing; she was practically a human lie detector.

Thus, Xi Ruo abruptly asked, “Is there really nothing between you and your roommate? No ambiguous relationships with anyone else?”

“No,” Xi Yao replied, holding her breath. “Of course not.”

Xi Ruo remained silent for a moment, meticulously listening for the sound of a heartbeat.

Half a minute later, she opened her eyes and saw the towering ‘snow peaks’ before her, instantly understanding.

‘So that’s it—they were completely blocking the sound of her heartbeat! No wonder I didn’t hear anything for half a minute.’

‘A miscalculation.’

After enjoying Xi Yao’s thighs for a while, Xi Ruo reluctantly clambered up, mainly concerned that Xi Yao’s legs might go numb, leaving her unable to walk and forcing Xi Ruo to carry her back.

It wasn’t that Xi Ruo lacked the strength or stamina, but rather that Xi Yao’s dress was impractical for carrying someone on her back.

‘Speaking of which, why are you acting so pure in a white dress?’

“That’s enough for today,” Xi Ruo said, giving a gentle pinch. “Next time, don’t you dare wear anything so innocent for me!”

“Alright,” Xi Yao replied, drawing her legs back, utterly obedient. “Next time, whatever Sister Xi Ruo wants me to wear, I’ll change into it on the spot when I arrive. How about that?”

‘Fine, of course that’s fine.’

Satisfied, Xi Ruo led her back the way they came.

“I’ll find you next weekend. Don’t forget our secret.”

After seeing Xi Yao back to the high school section, Xi Ruo gave a symbolic threat before they parted ways.

This big-chested girl might seem docile and obedient, but in reality, she was quite clever; Xi Ruo couldn’t relax for a moment.

“I know, I know,” Xi Yao said, waving a small hand dismissively. “Bye-bye, Sister Xi Ruo.”

‘What’s that little secret compared to the real big secret you still don’t know?’ she thought.

‘Time to go.’

Returning to her dorm room, Xi Yao found Jiang Li hadn’t come back. She wondered if Jiang Li was with her sister, the school doctor, or perhaps reading in the library.

She climbed onto her bed, pulled up her blanket, grabbed her phone, and thought, ‘Time for some ‘setu’ (TL Note: Internet slang for erotic or suggestive images)!’

****

At this moment, Aileen also returned from the university section, sitting in the secretary general’s office, searching for something on her computer.

The university election had concluded, and the secretary team was powerless to change the outcome; they could only watch. However, while their university colleagues could afford to be passive, their high school division could not.

The university’s student council president was merely ‘adequate,’ but the high school was different. High school students’ lives were almost entirely confined to campus, with no external life, making the student council’s power immense.

Furthermore, Yun Caiyi had employed such despicable tactics—including bribing top students to throw matches so she could become chief. If she successfully won the election, it would be recorded as a dark stain on the student council’s history.

As the incumbent standing secretary general, Aileen would inevitably be dragged out and ‘whipped’ (TL Note: A Chinese idiom meaning to be thoroughly criticized or denounced after a failure). Therefore, no matter what, Yun Caiyi absolutely could not be allowed to win the election.

Aileen gave herself a strict command.

Currently, the only viable option seemed to be that fair-skinned, long-haired, large-chested girl. Regardless of whether she was a benevolent sort, between two evils, one must choose the lesser; Aileen would first dedicate all her efforts to helping her win the election.

Aileen conducted some searches, her mood rather complex.

She had initially believed Xi Yao to be utterly unknown, but upon closer inspection, she discovered that Xi Yao actually possessed…a slight degree of popularity.

“But what in the world is this ‘Xiangxiangzi’?”

Aileen clicked on the post titled [The Cafeteria’s Fastest Eater, Big-Chested Xiangxiangzi!] and read through it. It described how, on the first day of school, while eating in the cafeteria, someone had spotted a very pretty, well-developed girl who piled a huge plate of rice and started eating with gusto, a sight that left people astonished.

“Why is she called Xiangxiangzi?” Aileen wondered, staring at the screen. “Is it because of her fragrance?”

She recalled that Friday evening when she had gone to their dorm room; the girl indeed had a pleasant, milky scent.

[Because she smells so good! Watching her eat makes the food on your own plate seem more delicious.]

“…Alright, then.”

Closing the school forum, Aileen opened a new document and typed a few lines on her keyboard.

[Popularity]

[Reputation]

[Grades]

[Achievements]

To ensure absolute success, none of these four points could be lacking; all had to be simultaneously managed. For now, however, she would consider them one step at a time.

Aileen highlighted the first two items.

Xiangxiangzi’s campus legend held a bit of popularity, but it was far from enough; it could only serve as initial accumulation. For popularity to ascend to reputation was even more challenging.

Only a little over three weeks remained, not a very generous amount of time. They needed to leverage existing power and influence.

Aileen thought for a moment, then reopened the school forum, removed the advanced search filters, and sorted by ‘latest.’ The forum homepage was once again dominated by posts concerning Jiang Li’s scandal.

It appeared that student Yun Caiyi had not relaxed at all since returning from the university’s celebration banquet.

Aileen looked at these posts, and a brilliant idea came to her.