Chapter Forty-One: Youth Arrives, Poverty Leads to Disconnection

The night breeze drifted gently.

After finishing his basketball game, Natsuki returned to his dormitory, only to receive a sudden message from Su Rouxue. There was a photo attached.

“A little brother who can play basketball really is quite handsome! [Sneaky smile]”

Natsuki’s eyes brightened as he sat at his desk, the sweat on his skin already crystallized. He took a sip of water, then tapped at his keyboard to reply to Su Rouxue: “It’s nothing, really. It’s just that your photography skills are amazing.”

“Hehe, I quite like basketball, but my hands aren’t nimble enough. I can hold a paintbrush, but somehow I just can’t play ball well!”

“I’ll take you to play next time, if we get the chance.”

“Alright! I saw you shooting three-pointers today, and it seemed you didn’t miss a single one. Your aim is incredible—I heard the girls watching quietly squeal in excitement.”

“Huh? Really? I didn’t notice.”

Natsuki’s brows lifted slightly. In his time getting to know Su Rouxue, he was gradually sensing that she had a touch of possessiveness toward him.

But this possessiveness, instead of bothering him, actually made Natsuki quite happy. At the very least, it meant she was often thinking about him.

“Zoom in on the photo, and look at the person in the bottom right corner. Who is that? [Smile]”

Su Rouxue’s message arrived almost instantly.

Natsuki enlarged the photo, and his pupils widened.

Senior?

He was stunned.

In the photo, Lin Wanwan had her hair tied in a ponytail, still dressed in her short JK skirt, her phone open to the camera function, the lens turned toward Natsuki as he shot baskets.

“Yes! I see her, darling. [Laughing with tears]”

Natsuki was momentarily at a loss for words.

The senior’s actions and intentions were so obvious that anyone could see her special interest in him.

But he had already confessed that he had a girlfriend…

Even so, she was still taking secret photos of him. Such persistence was remarkable.

“I didn’t expect your junior to like you so much. I can guess she’ll invite you to join the school arts troupe, right?”

“Huh? You really do have foresight, darling. She did mention it. [Laughing with tears]”

“You sing beautifully. Actually, if you hadn’t joined the basketball team, I would have suggested you try the arts troupe. Talented boys who can sing are adorable!”

“Better not; my energy is limited.”

Natsuki smiled at the screen, thinking it was best not to join too many clubs. Aside from attending classes and handling student council matters, his remaining time was spent writing and dating.

In some sense, he was already something of a master at managing his time.

“Alright, keep it up! I saw your captain look at you as if he’d just discovered a treasure. I hope my big boy can lead the class to a great ranking. [Sneaky smile]”

“Of course!!!”

Natsuki’s lips curled with confidence.

Today, he’d practiced with other members of the college basketball team. There were many skilled players, but for now, leading his class to a good ranking wasn’t too hard.

They’d already chosen Lin Xiang as their sports commissar. As center, his defense beneath the basket left a deep impression on many—a formidable presence.

His physical advantage was immense, and his basketball skills solid. Among the freshmen, there wasn't a second person who could challenge him in the paint.

As for Natsuki, he was confident in his small forward role.

After all, even he thought his three-point shots were remarkably accurate!

He played for his high school team, underwent plenty of training, and after joining the university squad, quickly adapted to the rhythm.

After flirting with Su Rouxue for a while, Natsuki resumed writing.

These past few days, he’d received new tips from his “sponsor daddy.”

An alliance leader!

According to the bounty requirements mentioned in his works, each alliance leader tip earned a customized five-thousand-word bonus chapter.

As expected, at this moment, someone nicknamed “Flightless Crow” tagged him in the group chat.

“Author, check the screenshot. Alliance leader tipped. The customized bonus is still on, right?”

“Received! DM! [Awesome]”

One must treat sponsors with utmost respect; if you entertain them well, they become your long-term “wealth code”!

Soon, “Flightless Crow” messaged him privately.

“Hey, group leader, you can write any kind of custom bonus, right?”

“I’ll do my best.”

“Your female lead is a fox spirit, right? The male lead was bewitched into a dream that night. Can you make it more detailed?”

“I can.”

“[Wicked grin] Hehe, you can make it even bolder. The female lead is still a bit too reserved.”

“Huh? Okay, okay.”

“She’s a fox spirit, after all. She should be seductive and playful—best if she drives the male lead wild, drains him thoroughly!!!”

“Emmm, your ideas are dangerous!”

“‘Lovers’ passion under maple trees, leaves redder than flowers in February.’ Not just the action, but the setting as well. Looking forward to your performance, author. I’m off now, hehe.”

“Ok!”

Natsuki could only smile wryly. As expected, light novel readers had wild imaginations… Everyone was a certified Lsp!

Humans are creatures of desire! No wonder so many group members wanted explosive content.

But Natsuki was a serious author; he’d strive to write and describe things in a “proper” way.

He’d have to write this bonus chapter another day—tonight he still needed to work on the main story. After basketball, he felt sleepy.

But for the sake of precious attendance rewards, he gritted his teeth, steadied himself, brewed a latte, and opened the author’s backend to type.

Here is the opening segment of today’s latest chapter of “My Wife Is Unorthodox”:

Youth, lost in poverty.

Life is hard, so I can only sell my talents!

Today, my wife suddenly saw I was having a tough time.

She actually wants to keep me as her boy toy?

Alas…

I want to resist, but she’s offering so much. The temptation is truly hard to grasp.

But in the next instant, her words made my body tense.

“I’ll transfer the money tomorrow, but tonight you’ll quietly warm my bed, little brother…”

My pupils widened.

No, wife, please!

I… can’t take it anymore.

Recently… it’s been far too frequent.

I…

But before I could react, she had already composed herself.

Her seductive gaze flashed with allure, a special power seemed to bind my soul, and then…

I couldn’t resist!