Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 51 : If You Don't Court Death, You Won't Die

"Uh... I don't really have any particular opinion." Xifeng laughed dryly, not really knowing how to answer such a question.

"Then... do you hate homosexuals?" He Pingge pressed on relentlessly.

"Of course I don't hate them." Xifeng decisively shook her head. "Love is everyone's right, regardless of gender. How could gender be such an inconvenient thing?"

But immediately after, Xifeng fell into confusion. As a former man, Xifeng's sexual orientation was undoubtedly toward women, but her current body was that of a girl, so did she count as homosexual or not?

"I see." He Pingge smiled sweetly, not continuing this topic, but in her bright black eyes, a flash of brilliant light passed through.

As long as she doesn't hate it, there's a chance.

He Pingge immediately felt full of confidence. Her friendship with Xifeng was already incredibly deep. As long as she waited until after high school graduation to come to Crescent City for university, she was confident she could eventually turn Xifeng gay.

As time approached noon, they arrived at a restaurant they had chosen earlier to solve their lunch—Shiraishi Late Night Diner, a Japanese restaurant.

This restaurant was decorated in a very Showa style, looking exactly like those Japanese taverns from half a century ago.

"いらっしゃいませ！(Welcome!)"

The waiter at the entrance wore a kimono and bowed to them in not-very-standard Japanese, leading them to their seats.

"Why did you suddenly want to eat Japanese food?"

"Because I've never eaten it before." He Pingge picked up the menu, curiously flipping through it. "A fifth-tier small city like Autumn Maple City has nothing. I've always wanted to try it but never had the chance. Rarely coming to a big city, I should experience it."

He Pingge's words made Xifeng slightly dazed. Yes, she had been living in Crescent City for seven years and had gradually gotten used to life in a top-tier city. After so long, she could barely remember what her hometown looked like.

She had no family in Autumn Maple City, so she had never returned.

Looking at the diverse dishes on the menu, He Pingge developed choice paralysis and finally gave up: "You order."

"Can you accept raw food?" Xifeng took the menu He Pingge handed over.

"I've never tried it, but maybe I can give it a taste?"

"Then let's get a salmon sashimi. This restaurant's sashimi is quite good." Flipping through the menu, Xifeng recalled the dishes that left good impressions from her last visit here. "And an okonomiyaki, takoyaki, grilled saury, sweet shrimp sushi, fish roe sushi, fresh shrimp tempura. For the main dish, I'll have a miso ramen. What about you?"

"I'll have an eel rice bowl."

"For drinks..."

Xifeng scratched her head. The last time she came here was with Ji You. Two big men eating out naturally had to drink some alcohol, so they directly ordered several bottles of high-proof shochu and got completely drunk.

But now she had regressed to an age where she couldn't drink alcohol, and He Pingge was also underage. Drinking seemed somewhat inappropriate, so after hesitating for a while, she finally chose two glasses of watermelon-flavored sparkling water.

"Can we finish ordering this much?" He Pingge counted the dishes Xifeng ordered—two main dishes plus seven side dishes seemed like quite a lot.

"Don't worry about that. Japanese food portions are very small. One serving of sushi is usually just five or six pieces."

When Xifeng used to eat Japanese food with friends, they never got full. Several hundred yuan down the gullet could basically only fill a tooth gap. Seven dishes would just barely be enough to fill two girls' stomachs.

The first dish served was sweet shrimp sushi. He Pingge couldn't wait to pick up a piece and swallow it.

"Mmm... delicious!"

"Tasty, right? I'm quite confident in this restaurant's flavor." Xifeng smiled happily, as if she herself had been praised.

As they ate, Xifeng always felt something was missing. Indeed, eating out still needed some alcohol.

"Waiter!" Xifeng raised her hand. "Bring a pot of Iitake shochu, hot."

"Do you want some?"

"I don't really like drinking." He Pingge waved her hand, but then looked at Xifeng with some concern. "Can you drink alcohol?"

"Of course I can." Xifeng showed a disdainful expression. "I'm not bragging, but I could drink down ten of you, believe it or not."

"I believe you." He Pingge smiled lightly. "After all, I don't drink."

But soon, Xifeng understood a simple and easy-to-understand principle: never talk big when you're not absolutely certain.

"Cough! Cough!..."

When that sip of shochu she had drunk countless times before went down, Xifeng felt she wasn't drinking alcohol but concentrated sulfuric acid.

She only felt a burning sensation from her throat to her stomach. The intense burning pain made her cough violently several times and cover her mouth as she collapsed on the table.

After a brief moment of shock, He Pingge quickly stood up, supporting Xifeng's body and asking with concern: "What's wrong?"

"I'm... fine..." Xifeng slowly raised her head, showing a smile that looked worse than crying. "I just... choked."

At this moment, Xifeng wanted to slap herself twice. How could she have forgotten that spiciness is a type of pain sensation!

With her body's ultra-max sensitivity to pain, one sip of shochu nearly made her faint from pain.

It's over! Completely over!

"If you can't drink, then don't." He Pingge gently patted Xifeng's back, comforting her.

"I..." Xifeng looked embarrassed, her face red from holding back, suffering inwardly with no way to explain to He Pingge.

Fortunately, He Pingge wasn't an outsider, so this epic-level embarrassment wasn't witnessed by a second person.

After finishing lunch, they went to the places they had planned to visit. Having not seen each other for a long time, they naturally had endless things to talk about. Time quickly passed in this pleasant recreation, and evening arrived in the blink of an eye.

Jinghua Business Hotel.

"Whew, so tired." He Pingge flopped onto the soft bed with a thud, kicking off her shoes.

"...Please be a bit more careful." Awkwardly averting her gaze, Xifeng's face turned slightly red as she pulled down He Pingge's accidentally lifted skirt.

White with strawberry patterns.

"We're both girls, what does it matter?" He Pingge didn't care at all.

With an awkward laugh, Xifeng didn't respond.

"Why don't you not go back tonight and stay here with me?" He Pingge sat up, grinning. "This is a double bed, there's plenty of room to sleep."

"No, no way!?" Xifeng was startled and quickly refused. Sleeping in the same bed was way too much of a boundary crossing, right?

"It's already ten o'clock. If you go back now, sleep, and come back tomorrow morning, why not just sleep here?"

"That won't do, that won't do." Xifeng frantically shook her head. "My sister is still waiting for me at home."

She was still a psychologically normal man and didn't have Liu Xiahui's strength of character. If she really slept in the same bed as He Pingge, she was afraid she might do something inappropriate.

He Pingge was about to continue persuading Xifeng to stay when suddenly a ringtone interrupted their conversation.

"Sorry, I need to take this call." Xifeng took out her phone and walked a few steps away.

"Hello? Is this Bei Yaofeng?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is Su Weiai."

"Oh, Little Wei. What do you need?"

"Are you at home?"

"About to head home, should be there in about half an hour."

"Then hurry back. I'm almost at your house. Your sister is drunk, you should come back quickly to take care of her."

"!?"