I Am a Fox Spirit Clinging to the Male Lead – I am a spirit fox. To siphon energy, I cling to the aloof campus golden boy Julian every day. Today, I was nestling in his arms, rubbing my small face affectionately against him, when suddenly I saw the live chat feed: [The supporting female spirit fox is so shameless, just relying on the male lead’s soft heart and inability to refuse, pushing her luck constantly.] [The male lead is a germaphobe and strictly platonic. He hates physical contact with the supporting female the most. When will she realize that his germaphobia will only be cured by the female lead!] [Hold on a bit longer, the female lead will appear soon. Her ancestors are a long line of Hunters. She can see through the spirit fox’s true form, and then the male lead will drive the spirit fox away completely for the female lead~] My face turned pale, and my skin felt chilly.
Above my head, Julian’s voice was hoarse, as if he was trying hard to hold something back: “Sasha, do we really have to stick this close while I’m explaining Calculus III problems?” I immediately jumped out of his arms, shaking my head frantically: “N-no, not necessarily.” ——– Julian gave me a surprised look and continued explaining the problems. His gentle and pleasant voice sounded. But I couldn’t listen at all, sizing him up uneasily. Julian’s ears were very red, and a light pink tint had crept onto his aloof face at some point. He was probably grossed out by me. Before, I was only focused on clinging to him to siphon energy, completely ignoring his reactions… Julian’s faint voice interrupted my thoughts: “Don’t look at me, look at the problem.” Then he grabbed a pillow from the side and placed it over his crossed legs.
The live chat feed scrolled before my eyes: [Oh wow, the male lead is even starting to hate the supporting female’s gaze now.] [Who likes being stared at every day by the supporting female’s thirsty gaze? Still looking! Can she have some self-awareness!] [Not just that, the male lead specifically put a pillow in his lap to prevent her from throwing herself at him again.] I lowered my head. My fox ears, invisible to humans, drooped as well. So Julian really hates me this much. No wonder his body tensed up so much every time we had physical contact before. I thought he was just shy. Turns out it was repulsion. My nose stung: “Julian, you don’t need to explain anymore. Let’s call it a day.” He froze, his brows furrowing slightly, staring at me as if hesitating to speak. In the end, he only managed to say: “Mhm, let’s sleep then. I’m going to take a shower.” After saying that, he got up and went to the bathroom.
The live chat feed drifted by again: [The male lead is so fiercely germaphobic. Every time the supporting female touches him, he has to wash himself clean before sleeping.] [For sure. Being touched and rubbed against by her with zero boundaries, he wouldn’t be able to sleep from the grossness if he didn’t wash up.] My eyes felt dry and sore. No wonder even when Julian had already taken a shower. After being hugged and rubbed by me at night, he had to go wash again. Julian washed for a long time as usual, returning to bed carrying a cold, misty aura: “Good night.” With my back facing him, for the first time, I didn’t return his good night. Feeling wronged, I shrank myself into a corner of the bed. No matter how strong the energy emanating from Julian’s side was, I didn’t dare to burrow into his arms anymore.