Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

-Hiss! Why do I suddenly feel a chill? -

In the corner of the main hall, Yino was half-squatting next to the girl's legs. His face turned pale as he felt a dark killing intent approaching. Even his fingertips, which had just touched the white stockings, trembled violently and moved away.

Yino looked up, observing Jinyue with a suspicious gaze, but the sje only blushed slightly, not seeming angry.

Being stared at so seriously by Yino suddenly, Jinyue felt somewhat nervous and pressed her milky legs together, curiously tilting her head.

"What's wrong, haven't you found your token yet?"

Jinyue asked in confusion, also gazing down.

There was no mistake, the token was firmly tied to her left leg in the absolute territory between her over-knee white stockings. Yino only needed to put in a little effort to untie the red string, and then he could take the token Jinyue had prepared for him.

-Did h.. He discovered the secret on my leg so quickly?-

Thinking of this, Jinyue's little face also became more nervous.

Yino swallowed silently, speaking with unease:

"How should I put it, I suddenly felt a chill coming from behind... So I couldn't help but wonder if you had hidden some scheme on your leg, like suddenly kicking me away the moment I touch your leg, and then shouting about me being a pervert or something?"

"Wait, even if I did have some scheme, you're thinking of me as too bad!" Jinyue was also shocked to hear this, never imagining there could be such a low-down trick in the world.

But Yino still looked suspicious: "Isn't that the case? And you didn't seem to deny having a scheme on your leg just now."

"Of course not! I'm not as evil as you imagine—"

Jinyue was quite angry, and combining with the experience of being suspected of snatching the spoils that night at the Mountain Temple, Jinyue couldn't help but point her hand, wanting to educate Yino that she really wasn't that bad.

But as the words reached her lips, she suddenly remembered a certain night at the Grand Tutor's Mansion—

-It seems... I really was that evil before...-

Halfway through her sentence, Jinyue also couldn't help but click her tongue, hesitating to continue.

She reorganized her thoughts and then argued from a different angle:

"That night at the Mountain Temple, when you were applying medicine, you almost felt up both of my legs from top to bottom, and I didn't say anything, did I?"

"At this point, we're good friends who have been through life and death together, how could I possibly use something like this to frame you?"

As she spoke, she puffed her cheeks, placed her hands on her hips in displeasure, and lightly stamped her foot.

She was wearing a pair of embroidered cloth shoes today, paired with over-knee stockings that were white with a little of pink here and there. This matched the pure and cute image of a little sect junior sister, while the small fleshy legs squeezed by the white stockings into an absolute territory didn't lose the allure of a fox.

Jinyue had clearly made changes to suit Yino's preferences.

Not wearing black stockings was to test Yino's level of focus on different colors...

The facts proved that white stockings could equally capture Yino's attention, and Jinyue felt that today was even more effective than the black knee-high socks from that night.

"You have a point there. Maybe I've developed some psychological trauma from the high-pressure training by my Senior Sister these past few days."

Yino believed her words and finally relaxed.

He reached out his hand again, one hand grasping Jinyue's thigh, the other picking up the red string tied in a butterfly knot on her leg, then lowered his head to fiddle with it.

Jinyue snorted coldly, looking at the young man squatting in front of her, feeling somewhat smug as she curled her lips upward.

She was quite at ease because what looked like just a butterfly knot had actually been tied into a dead knot by Jinyue!

Yino wanting to untie the string and take away the token was simply impossible without at least an 5 minutes!

And this was precisely the little scheme Jinyue had truly hidden on her leg—

"Hey."

"Why have you been patting my head this whole time?"

Yino, half-squatting, raised his face with beads of sweat, looking at Jinyue with some suspicion.

Jinyue sat on the long bench, with an innocent face as she shrugged her shoulders and shook her leg: "I'm letting you play with my leg, can't I pat your head too?"

"What do you mean 'play'? Didn't you just say the token was on your leg and told me to squat down and get it myself?"

"Meh, because I know Young Master Yino likes to play with my legs~ Otherwise, why would you so readily agree to such an unreasonable request?"

Jinyue smiled coyly, her peach blossom eyes reflecting bloody patterns pretending to be innocent, but the playfulness deep in her eyes had long seen through Yino.

She rubbed the young man's head again with an indulgent tone:

"Alright~ Hurry up and try hard to get the token, be a good little junior brother~"

For a moment, Yino felt that Jinyue's comforting gaze, combined with his squatting position being patted on the head, looked exactly like a master coaxing a puppy.

He finally understood why Jinyue had tied the token to her leg!

-Damn it! I knew she was up to no good!-

Actually, when Jinyue first suggested it, Yino was also suspicious, but when Jinyue lightly lifted her skirt, revealing her white-stockinged jade legs squeezed under her skirt, Yino was irresistibly enchanted, his eyeballs seeming to have automatic enemy-seeking, unable to move his gaze away.

After repeated battles, Yino finally succumbed to the foxgirl's temptation and accepted.

-Ah, you can't blame me for this!-

-I just wanted to study how tight the red string wrapped around these white-stockinged thighs was, what did I do wrong?-

-It's all Jinyue's fault for being so despicable! She must have used illusions to peek into my heart, otherwise how could she so accurately hit my weakness as an upright gentleman?-

-Yare yare~-

"Young Master~ You'd better hurry up~"

"If others saw Young Master crouching by someone's legs and drenching himself in sweat, they might think you have some weird fetish~"

"Moreover, it seems Miss Yunjin over there is almost done queuing. It wouldn't be good if she saw this scene, right~?"

Jinyue was seated beautifully in the main hall corner, resting on the long bench with a seductive smile on her face.