Dorm Life and Lewd Fantasies

Amidst the boisterous clamor, the battle heated to a fever pitch. The four of us, just like in days gone by, sat at our respective desks, furiously clicking away at our laptops.

All the while, we discussed battle plans and strategic deployments without ever turning our heads. Defeats were met with mutual wailing and blame, but victories invariably brought forth triumphant shouts.

During that period, I seemed to completely forget that my identity was no longer the same. I still imagined myself to be Liu Fang, the one who hadn’t yet been transformed into a girl.

****

The intense battle raged on until halfway through the hour of Hai. By my reckoning, there was less than half an hour before the dorm lights would be out and the doors locked.

Ever since Senior Sister Xiao Ru was called away that evening, the four of us had slipped back from the study room directly, and none of us had even eaten dinner yet. Thus, after another resounding victory, we ceased playing.

We immediately dispatched Guo Hao, who was on duty today, to buy instant noodles and fetch hot water. The remaining three of us stayed in the dorm, eagerly awaiting our eldest brother’s return with food.

****

“Fourth Brother, what’s dorm life like in the girls’ building? Is it as blissful as being in paradise?” Now that we had downtime, Second Brother Yang immediately shifted from his flashy, sharp gaming state to an even flashier, wolfish one, asking me with a wide, leering grin.

I distinctly noticed that Linghu Ruoxu, who was pretending to browse the web nearby, was actually perking his ears to listen to our conversation.

Sighing softly, I replied truthfully and with no small amount of helplessness, “How could it be as wonderful as you imagine, Second Brother? Paradise? You’re actually thinking of a ‘Heaven on Earth’ bathhouse, aren’t you? It’s utterly boring, nothing but endless cliques, overt and covert schemes, and constant backstabbing.”

“That complicated, huh? But living with so many girls, it sounds blissful just thinking about it! After all… hehe, you get to see them every day…” Second Brother Yang vaguely dismissed my words, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He then launched into his favorite routine: vulgarly describing all sorts of things that existed only in his imagination. This time, he was fantasizing about dorm life among girls, specifically focusing on those fleeting moments when a glimpse of ‘spring scenery’ might be revealed by accident.

I recall a line from *Dream of the Red Chamber*: “From innate disposition arises a segment of infatuation, which we categorize as ‘lustful fantasy.’ The two characters ‘lustful fantasy’ can only be understood by the heart, not spoken; they can be divined, but not articulated.”

By this standard, Second Brother Yang’s behavior probably couldn’t be described as ‘lustful fantasy’; it could only be called ‘lewdness.’

Regardless, his ‘lewdness’ was utterly fascinating and delightful to Linghu Ruoxu, who was eavesdropping nearby. For my part, given my current gender and the fact that I seemed to be one of the targets of his ‘lewdness,’ it was quite difficult for me to maintain a cheerful, detached attitude towards his pronouncements.

“Come on, Second Brother, it’s not as good as you make it sound… It’s boring to death, day in and day out… If it weren’t for Senior Sister Xiao Ru and you, I’d want to move back to this dorm permanently… Playing games like this, having late-night chats, it’s so much better than being stuck in the girls’ dorm with those scheming, competitive little vixens!” I couldn’t help but interrupt Second Brother Yang’s ‘lewdness.’

However, I didn’t quite dare to speak my mind completely. After all, while both he and Senior Sister Xiao Ru were reasons I couldn’t move back, their natures were vastly different.

My reason for Senior Sister Xiao Ru was because the other two girls in her dorm genuinely didn’t get along with her, subtly and overtly ostracizing her. If I were to hide away in the boys’ dorm, she would undoubtedly become completely isolated!

Although I might grumble a bit when she was managing me, deep down, I was truly grateful for such a caring senior sister and naturally couldn’t bear to leave her alone and desolate. As for Second Brother Yang, that was purely for the sake of my own chastity!

“Oh, right, speaking of which, do the girls also have late-night chats? Hey, Fourth Brother, what do they talk about? Do they ever mention your Second Brother when they discuss handsome guys?” Yang Chun, Second Brother, clearly missed the point and was remarkably lacking in self-awareness.

I gave him a contemptuous look, thinking that if I told this guy those two idol-obsessed girls probably had no idea who Second Brother Yang was, and instead often talked about Murong Fan—the very person he gnashed his teeth at and detested—he’d likely explode instantly.

After much thought, I decided to tell half the truth, but cut out all mention of Murong Fan.

“Hmm, how could they possibly mention you? Girls these days, I don’t know what they’re thinking. Anyway, I can’t stand their late-night chats. Whenever they talk about men, it’s either Korean thugs or Japanese devils, or some trending young idol, like Song Xiaoyu, Pan Xiaoan, and that… Jing Tong Teenagers group… Once they start, each one of them is like a Butcher unleashing his ultimate!” I explained.

Second Brother Yang seemed quite dejected upon hearing that the girls hadn’t mentioned him. Linghu Ruoxu, however, found it entertaining and, without thinking, casually asked, “Fourth Brother, what do you mean by that? What’s wrong with Butcher?”

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Second Brother Yang, who slowly shook his head, appearing equally perplexed.

I shot them both an even more contemptuous look, silently cursing these guys who found wives and forgot their mothers. How many days had it been since I transferred, and they’d forgotten even the proudest skill from the glorious days of solo mid?

So, under their puzzled stares, I cleared my throat, gathered my thoughts, and then, in a very eager, desire-filled tone, I declared loudly, “Ah… Fresh Meat…”

The two of them paused for a moment, then both understood what I meant, each giving a slight, wry smile.

Linghu Ruoxu was silent for a moment longer, then suddenly mused, “But then again, it seems that whenever we have late-night chats in our dorm, if Second Brother is leading, we usually talk about Japanese devils too, don’t we?”

Upon hearing this, Second Brother Yang immediately jumped from his chair, his face flushed with indignation, and he protested, “How dare you! How can those who film adult videos be called ‘Japanese devils’? That’s an insult, a blatant insult! You must respectfully call them ‘teachers’! Yes, teachers!”

Seeing Second Brother Yang clench his fists and furrow his brow, looking as if he’d fight anyone who insulted his ‘teachers,’ Linghu Ruoxu and I could only exchange speechless glances. Then, under the formidable, lewd pressure of Second Brother, we both had no choice but to nod in agreement.