"How can someone be both a loli-con and a big-boob-con?"
B.B despaired at Jiang You's twisted tastes. He seemed like the type who'd be into "loli mommies"—the kind of guy fit to be a Supreme Commander.
"We usually just call people like that 'simply lecherous.'"
Jiang You wasn't the type to go for just any girl; he was the type to go for any pretty girl. He was, in a word, eclectic.
"Does that include pretty boys?"
B.B knew there were Heroic Spirits who were incredibly cute—even cuter than some girls, and more than just one. Could Jiang You go that far?
"No, let's not go there. I'm not that eclectic... But..."
Jiang You stared at B.B in horror. "Wait, can you read minds too?!"
Unlike Bubble, B.B genuinely couldn't read minds. "It's written all over your face."
"Can my face even fit all that?"
Jiang You knew he wasn't great at hiding his thoughts, but surely it wasn't that obvious? He touched his face, realizing this was a question with no answer.
"Alright, Sesshouin was a joke. She's way too extreme. If I only cared about boobs, wouldn't B.B and Nero be big enough? Not to mention Passionlip."
If B.B found him cringe and decided to back off, Jiang You could live with that. Besides, she was the one who brought it up.
"Thinking about it, I probably like the entire Sakura Five. Their personalities and traits are so distinct, and I'm a bit of a visual creature. My absolute favorites are Meltryllis, Passionlip, and B.B."
"Those three, huh? Is it because of the FGO x CCC collaboration?"
Clearly, B.B had done her homework. The first collab event had been widely praised.
"Well, it fleshed out their characters, sold a wave of Master-focused romance, and provided great emotional value. That's just how popularity works. If a character never gets screen time, how can they build a fanbase? Just look at the 'Four Outside-the-Shield Girlfriends' from back then. How many of them are still relevant?"
Jiang You was quite pragmatic; this kind of thing was only natural. Ereshkigal got a second wind thanks to her swimsuit version. Otherwise, even though she'd get mentioned every summer event, she'd practically faded into obscurity by now.
"Speaking of which, I think you're a bit like B.B."
Jiang You stared at B.B, unconsciously resting his chin on his hand.
"Mainly your personality. You're both the 'little devil' type, but you're much more unrestrained than her."
And her eye color, he thought. But those must be colored contacts. Who has eyes like that in the real world?
Maybe some people do, but definitely not among Asians.
"Are you trying to compliment me? Zero points!"
B.B pretended to grade him. "You've talked enough. Pay more attention to your kouhai, Senpai~"
She was the one who had started the topic, but she hadn't gotten the answer she wanted.
Jiang You raised his hands in surrender. There was no reasoning with her at times like this, especially when she was so formidable.
"Next stop, the movie theater!"
Jiang You's arm sank into the valley once more. He was pretty much desensitized by now.
"Let me just ask, how are you planning to score this movie?"
If the scoring isn't transparent, it's pointless, he thought. Who knows if she's just grading based on her mood?
"Scoring? Isn't that something you just make up on the spot?"
Although Jiang You had suspected as much, he hadn't expected her to admit it so bluntly. A person with no shame was truly invincible.
"You win. I'll just let you do whatever you want."
It's still her calling the shots, isn't it? he lamented. Whatever I do is completely meaningless. All the affection I'd built up for her has just plummeted back to zero. Is she really not doing this on purpose?
"No way!"
B.B shook her head, rejecting his offer.
"It's only meaningful if I earn it myself. If you just give in, aren't you just pitying me? So, the date must continue! Cheer up, Senpai!"
"I'm not your Senpai. You're my damn ancestor."
Jiang You was truly defeated.
"Is Senpai into older women? Even if you want to try baby play, your kouhai won't refuse~"
Jiang You felt this woman was utterly invincible, completely impervious to any attack.
In the end, he was dragged into the movie theater to watch a comedy that wasn't funny at all.
"That was a comedy?"
B.B emerged from the theater with an expression of utter disbelief. "Was that really a comedy?"
"This is what comedies are like these days."
Jiang You couldn't help but laugh at B.B.'s expression. Her pout was funnier than the entire movie.
"They try to force-feed you some grand moral lesson, then sprinkle in a few stale jokes. It's not a comedy at all. If anything, we're the real joke here."
"That's certainly true," B.B agreed. She decided she'd teach them a lesson later—she had to get her money's worth for this ticket.
"And you, Senpai," she continued, "you knew all this and didn't say a word to me beforehand? Unacceptable! Zero points! Do you even have me in your heart?"
"It's precisely because I have you in my heart that I support everything you do, you little dummy."
Is there any point in arguing that she booked the tickets herself? Jiang You thought. Not a chance.
"Sweet talk, +5 points. But it was too cheesy, -3 points!"
B.B's scoring seemed almost official this time, but Jiang You had already stopped caring. He knew he could never pass this test. It would only end when she lost interest in him or he finally succumbed to her relentless advances.
Jiang You knew it himself: before this little devil, it was only a matter of time before he fell completely.
"Well, it's about time. Let's have one last meal to wrap things up."
Noticing Jiang You looked a little tired, B.B thoughtfully took the lead. Before Jiang You learned the truth, his physical abilities in "Reality" were no better than an ordinary person's.
"You've been paying for everything so far, Senpai," she said. "This time, let me treat you."
"But first," she added, "those clothes are a bit shabby. We need something more formal."
With a snap of her fingers, several burly men who looked like gangster clones materialized from all directions and seized Jiang You.
The sudden, bizarre turn of events left Jiang You wide-eyed.
"What the hell is going on?!"
"Just my bodyguards. Don't make such a fuss," B.B said dismissively. "I had a great time today, so I'm giving you a little reward. You lot, take Senpai downstairs, get him into some proper attire, and then bring him back. You can't cultivate any class wearing cheap street vendor clothes, you know."
With a wave of her hand, Jiang You was forcibly dragged into a suit shop. His hairstyle and clothing were completely transformed.
Next, he was escorted to the city's most luxurious restaurant—a place said to be of presidential reception standards, the kind he'd only ever seen in games.
There, B.B stood waiting, clad in a stunning black evening gown. The backless design brazenly showcased her side profile, while a thigh-high slit that reached her waist exuded pure allure. (Reference: BB Dubai)
"So, Senpai, how do I look?"
"Very alluring," Jiang You said honestly. "But you look too young for it. This mature style seems a bit strange on you."
"Senpai, your taste is terrible," B.B retorted.
"I think so too." Jiang You then pointed to his own hair. "And do I really have to wear this slicked-back style? I don't think it suits me."
"Hahahahaha!" B.B burst into laughter, her body shaking like a flower in the wind. Jiang You's temperament really didn't match the slicked-back, almost lemon-shaped hairstyle. "You're right. Let's fix that."
B.B reached out and ruffled Jiang You's hair, returning it to its original state.
"There, that looks much better."
The movement caused B.B to press her entire body against Jiang You. Her warm breath caressed his cheek, and for the first time, he truly understood the meaning of the phrase "breath as fragrant as orchids."