After Marking the Villain Professor (ABO, GL) - Chapter 61

Chapter 61

“Sister Qi, give Manman a tough task, like making her spank Sister Zhou’s butt—hard enough to leave it swollen.”

Weren’t villains’ butts supposed to be untouchable?

You’re always bullying me, but this time, I’ve caught my chance, haven’t I?

To witness this grand spectacle, Tan Juan decided to temporarily ally with the annoying Qi Lin. After all, it’d be Qi Lin making Manman do this to Zhou Yutao—she was just suggesting it. If Zhou Yutao held a grudge, it’d be against Qi Lin. Two villains fighting each other? Tan Juan couldn’t ask for more.

Scheming in her head, Tan Juan egged Qi Lin on even harder.

Qi Lin: “…Fine.”

Say what you will, Big Banana might be shameless at times, but anything that could embarrass Zhou Yutao? She definitely wanted to see it.

Xu Man’s face flushed instantly, and she squirmed uncomfortably. “…Big Banana, don’t go too far.”

Tan Juan winked at her. “Haven’t you been bullied enough by that Zhou girl? This is your chance to turn the tables, sister. Aren’t you going to seize it?”

Even now, though Tan Juan had accepted that her friend was dating Zhou Yutao, she still felt Xu Man was getting the short end of the stick in this relationship. Why? Zhou Yutao was too cunning, too dominant. Every time she was with Xu Man, Xu Man just followed her every word, her presence barely noticeable. So, Tan Juan was convinced Xu Man was always being bullied by Zhou Yutao.

She thought her idea was brilliant.

Xu Man didn’t catch Big Banana’s meaning and thought she was being mocked. She fumed instantly. Do that to Zhou Yutao in front of everyone? How could she dare? Even in private, she wouldn’t dare. More likely, she’d be the one getting spanked by Zhou Yutao—it wouldn’t be the first time.

But Xu Man wasn’t the type to pull a stunt like Tan Juan, so her expression was quite a sight.

A flicker of displeasure crossed Zhou Yutao’s eyes—not because of the bet between Qi Lin and Xu Man, but because Tan Juan’s blatant mockery of Xu Man grated on her nerves. She tapped her fingers lightly on the table, her smile cold. “Tell me, Miss Big Banana, have you forgotten? Our bet from earlier isn’t settled yet.”

Tan Juan, who’d been giggling a second ago, stopped giggling. She argued, “Everyone saw I tried my best. Sister Lin, Xin’er, back me up, right?”

Lin Sha, suddenly called out, silently covered Xin’er’s eyes. “We didn’t see anything.”

Xin’er nodded cooperatively.

Tan Juan deflated, nervously eyeing Zhou Yutao. “Fine, tell me—what do I have to do?”

From Zhou Yutao’s pretty red lips came a breezy sentence: “Go beg Qi Lin to spank your butt. It has to be swollen.”

Revenge. Absolute revenge.

Tan Juan wanted to die right then and there. If she’d known, she wouldn’t have opened her big mouth. She knew that Zhou girl wasn’t any good.

These villains were all perverts.

If Qi Lin actually spanked her, how could she go on living?

Tan Juan bolted to run, but Qi Lin grabbed her. A strange excitement glinted in Qi Lin’s eyes. “Miss Big Banana, why are you running? Don’t you think the tough task you suggested is pretty interesting?”

Tan Juan interpreted it as perverse malice. She was done for. With all the bad bl00d between her and Qi Lin lately, Qi Lin would probably take this chance to beat her to death.

More than embarrassment, Tan Juan feared pain. She struggled wildly, shaking her head.

No, no, no, it’s boring, totally shameless. Her brain must’ve short-circuited to suggest something so stupid.

“Who told you to listen to me? I was just joking!”

“It’s your fault anyway. If you dare hit me, I’ll fight you to the end!”

Tan Juan, now a laughingstock, couldn’t even spare a glance at Xu Man and Zhou Yutao’s side. Even in this mess, she still had the gall to turn the tables.

Qi Lin laughed in exasperation. “Since Miss Big Banana’s saying that, wouldn’t I be letting you down if I didn’t hit you?”

Zhou Yutao chimed in, “Qi Lin, it doesn’t count if you hit her on your own. Big Banana has to beg you. Don’t go soft, or she’ll fail the bet and take a beating for nothing.”

Tan Juan: “…”

Xu Man: “…Pfft…”

Though her own situation wasn’t great, seeing Big Banana dig her own grave made Xu Man burst out laughing.

What’s it like to have a super strong girlfriend? Pure joy, of course. Especially watching her stick up for you—her heart couldn’t stop racing.

Just then, Lin Sha’s timid voice piped up. “Um, Xin’er and I are suddenly a bit hungry. We’re going to find Xu Er for some food. You guys have fun.”

She hadn’t expected that a simple game of Go-Chess, usually played to entertain Xin’er, would spiral into this madness with these four. Lin Sha used to be pretty wild herself, but after the apocalypse, living in constant fear had tamed her. Honestly, she wanted to see the drama, but with a kid around, it wasn’t appropriate to stay.

The food excuse was just that—an excuse. The car was stocked with plenty of snacks. More importantly, she knew Zhou Yutao would hate anyone seeing her in a vulnerable moment, even a friend like her.

Missing the show was a bit of a shame, but Lin Sha wasn’t the type to court trouble. She scooped up Xin’er. “Shall we go find Uncle Xu Er for some snacks?”

Xin’er whispered honestly, “Auntie Lin, I’m not hungry.”

She was too young to understand whatever game these adults were playing.

Lin Sha: “Then keep Auntie company, okay? Auntie’s hungry.”

“Okay.”

Xin’er nodded eagerly, saying sweetly, “If Auntie’s hungry, don’t carry me. I can walk myself.”

Since leaving her mom and home, the aunties around her had been so kind. But Xin’er liked Auntie Lin best—she was the gentlest and spent the most time with her.

“Thanks for keeping Auntie company, Xin’er.”

Lin Sha quietly left with Xin’er, leaving the space to the four adults playing Go-Chess.

Tan Juan and Xu Man exchanged a glance.

Tan Juan suggested decisively, “How about we call off the bet? Manman doesn’t have to spank Sister Zhou, and I don’t have to get spanked by Sister Qi. Everyone’s happy.”

Begging Qi Lin to spank her? She’d have to be insane to do that.

Xu Man nodded immediately.

The two reached a unilateral agreement.

But Qi Lin wasn’t having it. Whether it was watching Zhou Yutao get spanked or spanking Big Banana herself, she was too interested to let the bet drop.

Zhou Yutao didn’t speak, her expression barely changing, as if she wasn’t the one about to be publicly spanked.

Xu Man was freaking out.

Qi Lin urged impatiently, “Let’s get started. You guys go first.”

“Little Peach, Boss Xu, you’re not planning to weasel out, are you?”

Xu Man was about to say, “So what if I do?”

But Zhou Yutao’s fingers paused their tapping on the table. “Manman, you do it.”

Xu Man was dumbfounded.

Really? They were actually doing this?

Wasn’t it too shameless?

Zhou Yutao was so smart—couldn’t she find a way to shut Qi Lin down?

“Hurry up,” Qi Lin pressed. “If you don’t do it, I will.”

Honestly, she kind of wanted to spank Zhou Yutao herself.

Xu Man obviously couldn’t let Qi Lin do it. Blushing, she slowly moved to Zhou Yutao’s side, raised her hand, and gave her a light pat.

Like a tickle.

Zhou Yutao barely reacted, but Xu Man was so embarrassed she wanted to crawl into a hole. Why? Because she remembered when Zhou Yutao had done this to her before.

Compared to her ticklish tap, Zhou Yutao’s hand had been… precise, to say the least. Xu Man had been shocked at the time. How could a refined professor have such a weird kink? For an innocent girl like Xu Man to accept this, it’d take some time.

The book hadn’t detailed Zhou Yutao’s kink, only hinting at it vaguely. At first, Xu Man hadn’t even realized there could be so many variations.

“Sister, I’m sorry,” Xu Man whispered, both embarrassed and afraid Zhou Yutao would be mad.

Qi Lin called her out. “With that little strength, you think you’ll get it swollen by midnight?”

Zhou Yutao turned to look at Xu Man. Her narrow eyes were slightly red at the corners, a familiar desire flickering in their depths. She pulled Xu Man’s head closer, her voice low. “Hit harder, Manman. The more you do, the more I…”

She couldn’t finish, overcome with the urge to devour her.

Xu Man lost it and, without thinking, struck harder.

Smack.

Tan Juan watched, heart pounding. She was next, and her spanker was Qi Lin, whom she’d just pissed off. Qi Lin’s hit would probably be even harder than Xu Man’s on Zhou Yutao.

Any glee at watching the drama was gone—only shared pain remained.

Miss Big Banana looked away, unable to bear it.

Cruel. Too cruel.

To her, this was a domestic violence scene, not a hint of flirtation.

But for the people involved, it was a huge test—especially for Zhou Yutao, who already had this particular kink. She found that when Xu Man hit harder, it felt… better.

She could feel the pheromones at the back of her neck screaming to break free.

The smack fulfilled the task, and Xu Man immediately pulled back, snapping out of it and apologizing again.

Zhou Yutao turned, her eyes even redder. “Qi Lin, your turn. I trust you and Big Banana won’t cheat. Manman and I have something to discuss.”

Her voice was steady as she spoke, then she eagerly pulled Xu Man upstairs.

Qi Lin’s eyes held a hint of curiosity.

Tan Juan just felt relieved. With Xu Man and Zhou Yutao gone, the pressure was lighter. She’d only have to embarrass herself in front of Qi Lin now. It wasn’t her first time—what was one more?

No way to wiggle out of it. After all, the great Professor Zhou had taken her hit. Even if Tan Juan wanted to run, there was nowhere to go.

Convincing herself, Tan Juan flopped onto the sofa, proactively sticking out her butt. “Hit me,” she said, as if facing death.

Qi Lin glanced at her, unmoved. “Big Banana, is that how you beg?”

Tan Juan nearly ground her teeth to dust. “Please, hit me, Sister Qi.”

If she ever got the chance, she’d pay her back tenfold.