Biker Girl

“Wow~ This art style is awesome~”

The moment Lin Yuxuan opened the artist’s work,
a massive pair of melons dominated the entire cover.

Clearly, this artist was a devoted worshipper of big chests.

Hmm, the style matches almost perfectly with the memory fragments from the simulator.
This must be Tang Yawen’s work. Looks like the simulator isn’t completely off the mark after all.

Meanwhile, Tang Yawen, quietly scribbling away at her desk, was not calm.

What is Xuanxuan muttering about? Did she… find my work? No way! I’m not ready to die of embarrassment yet!
But… she couldn’t have… she doesn’t even know my Pixiv ID is “White-Haired Wenwen”… right?

But Tang Yawen didn’t know—Lin Yuxuan hadn’t just found her alt account, “White-Haired Wenwen.”
She’d also uncovered her main account: “White-Haired Fangirl Wenwen.”

It was thanks to a comment under one of the artworks:
“This artist’s style is amazing! Are there more works like this?”

A helpful netizen replied:
“This is just her side account. Check out her main one—same style, way more content. It’s called ‘White-Haired Fangirl Wenwen.’”

Lin Yuxuan gave that comment a like.

Ah, so “White-Haired” is short for “White-Haired Fangirl.” That explains the weird name. Side accounts are always named more casually.

Meanwhile, Tang Yawen froze when she heard that.

I’m done for! She found it! How did she even get my Pixiv ID?! Waaah~

She wanted to sneak a peek at Lin Yuxuan’s phone—
to see if she’d really been exposed.
But just then—

Beep!
A message arrived.

It was from Mu Yue.

“Xuanxuan, are you free on Sunday?”

Lin Yuxuan was right in the middle of reading the doujinshi.
Her excitement was cun-zhi mid-flow.

Waaah… I was just getting into it…
That white-haired heroine Wenwen drew felt so relatable…
And now it’s all gone…
Stupid Mu Yue…

Seeing Xuanxuan start chatting, Tang Yawen quickly stopped her spying.
Peeking at someone’s messages was wrong.
Still, she couldn’t confirm whether Xuanxuan had discovered her secret—
her heart pounded with anxiety.

“Sunday’s taken—I’ve got a club event. Is it urgent? Can it be Saturday?”

Even though Mu Yue was small and adorable,
Lin Yuxuan believed in keeping promises.

“Are you going to that C-Society shoot?”

“Yeah, that one.”

“Then I’m contacting you for the same reason. I’ll be there too. The shoot starts in the afternoon, but I need to arrive in the morning to prepare lunch for everyone. After filming, we’ll camp out overnight.”

“Huh? There’s that kind of event?”

Lin Yuxuan’s past life had been that of a small-town, bookworm student.
High school was all about studying—no clubs, no field trips, no spring outings, no camping.
So this event felt incredibly exciting.
And it just sounded fun.

“So we’re actually doing the same thing. I’m planning to use this to film our food channel’s first episode.”

“Great~ I’m in. I’m basically here to help with logistics anyway.”

“Perfect! Then it’s settled~”

“Mm-hmm.”

Time flew.

Soon, it was the day.

Lin Yuxuan stood at the bus stop, waiting.

“Ugh, why isn’t the bus here yet?”

The event was in the suburbs—far away.
Taking a taxi would be a bit pricey,
so she decided to take the bus.
She had plenty of time—weekends were for relaxing, after all.

But buses were strange creatures.
When you waited, they never came.
Yet when you took a taxi, you’d always see one just sitting there, loading passengers.

Buses existed in a state of quantum uncertainty—
both present and absent,
seeming to arrive, yet never arriving.

“Schrödinger’s Bus”

The bus was supposed to come every ten minutes.
Lin Yuxuan had been waiting for 25.

“Should I just take a taxi?”

She remembered something—
the moment you decide to call a taxi, the bus always shows up.

“Nah… I’ll wait a bit longer.”

Waiting for a bus was a psychological battle.
Your sunk cost was high—
you couldn’t let yourself give up right before victory.
Otherwise, the defeat would crush you.
You’d feel played.

So Lin Yuxuan sat on the bench, deciding to check her phone.
She’d give it five more minutes.
If it didn’t come, she’d flag down a taxi no matter what.

Beep!

She’d barely looked down when she heard a car horn.

“Is the bus here?”

She looked up—no bus.
Instead, a stunning woman in tight black leather,
wearing a motorcycle helmet, was waving at her.

The leather clung to her body, outlining every seductive curve.

Was she deliberately wearing the jacket unzipped so low?
The deep valley between her ample assets was clearly visible.

She even blew a whistle.

“Hey, cutie~ You’ve been waiting here a while, huh?
Wanna hop on my ride?”

“Sorry, sis, I already called a taxi…”

Lin Yuxuan wasn’t about to get in a stranger’s car.

The biker then removed her helmet.

“You don’t recognize me that fast, little girl?
You came to me yesterday for medicine, remember~?”

“Huh?!”

Lin Yuxuan never expected the biker to be the school nurse from yesterday!

If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes,
who would believe that beneath that prim white coat
was a full-body, skin-tight leather suit?!

And she was so bold—the outfit was revealing,
not exposing critical areas, but leaving large swaths of thigh and waist bare.

It was daring, yet carried an elegant flair—
proof of the wearer’s impeccable taste.

“C’mon, get on. I just happened to see you.
Yesterday, you brought your little girlfriend to my office for meds.
Now you’re pretending you don’t know me just because I’m in leather?”

The nurse gave a teasing pout, feigning sadness.

Lin Yuxuan blushed, but… waiting like this wasn’t working.
This beautiful, cool big sister couldn’t possibly be a bad person, right?

Pretty women don’t lie!

“Alright… thanks, sis.”

She was completely charmed by the sexy leather.
No resistance remained.

Besides, this big sister felt familiar—
like she’d met someone with this aura before.

“Where to? Speak up~”

“Suburbs. Pine Forest.”

“What’s a girl like you doing out there?
Going to make out with your girlfriend in the woods?”

“It’s not like that! How can you think such things…”

Lin Yuxuan pouted, cheeks puffed in mock anger.

Faced with this big sister,
all her office-worker-level social skills vanished.
Even her protests came out soft and fluffy.

“Haha, I’m just teasing. Hold on tight—grip my waist, or the wind’ll blow you away.”

“Mm-hmm.”

Lin Yuxuan obediently wrapped her arms around the nurse’s slender waist,
tightly hugged by the leather.

So this is what leather feels like? Cool, smooth, slightly elastic.
The wind-cooled fabric is a little stiff…

“Here we go~!”

Feeling the cute girl’s small hands on her waist,
the nurse slammed the throttle—
Lin Yuxuan’s scream was left behind as her body vanished in a blur.

Moments after Lin Yuxuan sped off on the nurse’s bike…
the bus finally arrived.