The Accidental Tutor: Luo Xuan’s Predicament

Why did things turn out this way?

Luo Xuan placed her water cup down, sighing quietly to herself.

A couple of days prior, her good friend had been feeling low. Though she hadn’t explicitly stated it, she’d hinted at wanting Luo Xuan to help her find a way to clear her head.

Luo Xuan had tried recommending her yuri (TL Note: A Japanese genre of fiction, also known as ‘girls’ love,’ depicting romantic relationships between female characters) circle, enthusiastically promoting the idea that “girls are simply happier together.”

It had been a casual suggestion, so Luo Xuan was surprised when her friend actually agreed.

Before Luo Xuan could even feel pleased, her eccentric friend, who only dealt in reality, declared that she wouldn’t partake in online CPs (TL Note: Couple pairings), virtual ‘skinship’ (TL Note: A term referring to intimate physical contact, often playful or affectionate), or cyberpunk spiritual romance. “If you want me to experience it, just find me a real girlfriend,” she had insisted.

“Paid ones are fine too.”

Luo Xuan had countered that such things weren’t so simple; they weren’t conjured into existence just by wishing, especially with such high demands.

Her friend had immediately shot back, “If you can’t even manage this, why were you promoting it to me in the first place? Didn’t you claim to be so well-known in the circle? Is this all you’ve got?”

Whether it was a taunt or not, it had certainly ignited Luo Xuan’s competitive spirit, and she had immediately set about arranging to find someone.

Luo Xuan’s initial plan was to find a girl who met the requirements, bring her in for a brief interview, explain the necessary注意事项 (TL Note: Points to note or precautions), and then send her off to her friend’s house, thus resolving the matter.

Unexpectedly, after a few minor setbacks, she finally found a perfect ‘moe’ (TL Note: A Japanese term for a strong affection towards fictional characters, often cute or innocent-looking) girl, only to discover she was a pure, innocent type, completely unlike the experienced ‘old drivers’ (TL Note: Slang for someone with extensive experience, often in explicit or adult contexts, here implying experienced in same-s*x relationships) in the group chat.

The girl had even said she needed Luo Xuan’s guidance.

Now Luo Xuan was in a predicament: Bai Jingjing was a pure, innocent girl, but so was Luo Xuan herself.

It was one thing to talk theory with everyone in the group chat, but when it came to practical application, she had no idea what to do.

Had it been anyone else, Luo Xuan might have simply brushed them off, but Bai Jingjing was so well-behaved and endearing that it made Luo Xuan’s heart soften.

A soft hum emanated from her phone.

A new message notification had arrived, and Luo Xuan picked up her phone to open it.

[Chuxia: Did you find someone? If not, never mind then.]

This was her good friend.

Luo Xuan raised an elegant brow, typing her reply: [What do you mean, ‘didn’t find someone’? I was just about to tell you; I’ve found a girl who meets your requirements.]

‘Never doubt ‘Lady Eylla’s’ connections in the circle!’

[Chuxia: Really? And did you explain my situation to her? You know I’m… not very easy to get along with.]

[Eylla: Don’t worry, I’ll train her first.]

Having sent that message, Bai Jingjing emerged, now dressed.

She wore a simple, everyday girls’ T-shirt, which, on Bai Jingjing, radiated youthful energy.

Especially the ‘coconut milk aura’ (TL Note: A humorous and slightly suggestive way to describe a youthful, full bust) emanating from her chest—it was overwhelmingly vibrant.

Of course, what underwear she had changed into was invisible; only a pinkish-white strap could be seen wrapped around her snowy, swan-like neck.

Below, she wore white hot pants, revealing almost the entirety of her fair thighs.

If one ignored her face and chest, this outfit would be perfectly suited for a beautiful JK (TL Note: Short for ‘joshi kousei,’ meaning high school girl in Japanese, often referring to a specific fashion style).

But if one looked at her face, she appeared to be a middle schooler!

“Oh, right, I forgot to ask you something,” Luo Xuan remembered, quickly inquiring, “How old are you this year?”

“Nineteen,” Bai Jingjing replied candidly, “I have an ID card.”

Although she didn’t look it, that was the truth. If asked, it was as if her face and her ‘tuan tuan’ (TL Note: A playful and endearing term for a girl’s breasts, implying roundness or plumpness) had each subtracted five years from her apparent age.

“Ah, I see, that’s good,” Luo Xuan said, a little surprised but relieved nonetheless. “Then let me first go over the things you need to pay attention to.”

She pulled out a photo from her phone and placed it in front of Bai Jingjing.

It was a group photo. Standing next to Luo Xuan was an ‘iceberg older sister’ (TL Note: A common trope in Chinese web novels for a beautiful, mature woman who appears cold or aloof) with long, straight black hair, appearing several years her senior and wearing a detached expression.

Yet she was truly beautiful, with an amazing figure, exuding a mature charm.

“Her name is Xia Chu, she’s my good friend and your employer,” Luo Xuan introduced. “Like me, she lives alone in a place like this, and it’s not far from here.”

Bai Jingjing pulled up a chair and sat opposite her, nodding her small head to indicate she was listening.

“She doesn’t have a fixed office job; she handles various financial matters from home every day—stocks, funds, and so on,” Luo Xuan paused slightly, then continued slowly. “Due to some past reasons, her temper isn’t the best, and she might be a bit difficult to get along with. Can you… accept that?”

Originally, Luo Xuan had intended to simply send Bai Jingjing over, leaving the rest to unfold naturally, since one party was paying and the other was performing a service for money.

However, facing such an obedient and ‘moe’ girl like Bai Jingjing, Luo Xuan felt a pang of reluctance and wanted to hear Bai Jingjing’s opinion.

Bai Jingjing waited patiently for her to finish, then smiled softly. “That’s fine; I’m actually quite good at that sort of thing.”

During her years at the hospital, she had often encountered patients with peculiar tempers in the next bed, as well as those suffering from various post-operative syndromes.

Yet, throughout all this time, Bai Jingjing had maintained good relationships with everyone.

She would even occasionally help out with their care when she had free time.

“You’re good at this… well, if you can accept it, that’s fine. Also, don’t act too deliberately—no intentional coyness or anything like that. Try to be as natural as possible, and remember things like taking care of her daily needs.”

Luo Xuan rattled off a string of instructions, but most of them were rather useless, and sometimes she repeated the same point multiple times.

There was no other reason; primarily, she had never been or had a girlfriend herself, so she didn’t know the specifics of what to do, simply improvising as thoughts came to her.

Bai Jingjing listened to her quietly, without interrupting a single word.

“…Well, that’s pretty much everything,” Luo Xuan said, picking up her cup and taking a sip of water. “Do you have any other questions?”

“Yes,” Bai Jingjing said, looking at her with innocent eyes. “What about ‘skinship’?”

“…What?” Luo Xuan froze slightly.

“‘Skinship,’ or perhaps ‘sese’ (TL Note: A Chinese slang term for ‘sexy’ or ‘lewd’ content, often used playfully), ” Bai Jingjing said softly. “A girlfriend’s duties.”

“This, this ‘skinship,’ yes, two girls being girlfriends to each other, this duty of a girlfriend… right,” Luo Xuan stammered, a little flustered. “There *is* such a, situation.”

This was entirely uncharted territory.

“Then, before tomorrow,” Bai Jingjing said earnestly, “could Big Sister Luo (TL Note: A respectful and affectionate way to address an older woman) teach me? I haven’t had any experience in this area; I really don’t know how.”

‘And am *I* supposed to know? I don’t know either!’

The thought flashed through Luo Xuan’s mind, but she dared not voice it.

As Lady Eylla, a prominent figure in the yuri circle, if she were discovered to be a novice with no practical experience, where would her prestige lie thereafter?

“But, such things aren’t easy to teach,” Luo Xuan said, her gaze darting away. “I don’t know how to express it, how you could possibly understand, or how much you could grasp…”

“It’s alright, it doesn’t have to be that complicated,” Bai Jingjing’s gaze remained innocent. “Big Sister Luo just needs to ‘skinship’ with me once, teach me hand-in-hand, and I’ll understand.”

“What? You’re saying you want me to ‘skinship’ with you…”

‘But the one who hired you as a girlfriend is Xia Chu, my good friend. We can’t do this…’

‘…can we?’

Luo Xuan’s pretty face flushed, and as she caught the faint scent of coconut milk in the air, her heart fluttered slightly.