Livestreaming: I am retarded, but selected to join the analoghorror game?!
Chapter 401 - 298: Mature Education

Chapter 401: Chapter 298: Mature Education

Eve suddenly had an idea.

"Right, if we’re talking about the standards of maturity, it definitely has something to do with sex..." Eve thoughtfully nodded, "At his age, he should learn something about it... Yes! I must educate him well in this area, and I absolutely cannot let him become a cold person!"

Thus, the idea in Eve’s mind instantly became a firm resolve.

"...?"

The boy looked at her, puzzled. He couldn’t understand what this strange sister was talking about.

"You... just wait here for a while, okay? Take your time eating, I need to go handle something..."

After saying that, Eve had already sprung into action, sneaking up to the bookstore like a thief—although nobody else could see her.

"As the saying goes, ’a full stomach breeds lustful thoughts,’ once he’s fed, he’ll have enough energy to let his mind wander, which is unstoppable. And my responsibility is to guide him properly! Hmm... I need to carefully choose, anything too extreme or unhealthy isn’t suitable for him right now; better pick something mild."

Eve looked around like a thief again, making sure no one was watching her, then she gathered her courage, picked up a book with unhealthy content, and flipped it open.

"Gosh! This!"

Eve immediately widened her eyes, and a blush crept up her cheeks.

"This, this... this isn’t quite appropriate for kids. No, no..."

Eve immediately closed the book and started picking other ones.

"Ho ho—this one... not bad, no no no! It still won’t do, everything is showing!"

"This one... hiss—so big, can a woman’s ’that’ be so big? It seems somewhat unreasonable. But... boys generally like big ones, right?"

"No, no, no! Not good! Judging people by size is definitely a wrong set of values! I can’t let him be exposed to these wrong values from a young age! Next book!"

"This one? Hmm... the size is appropriate, and it emphasizes the beauty of a girl’s physique more, plus the lighting! The composition! There’s even a touch of artistic beauty to it! Very strong! Good! I’ve decided on this one!"

After finally picking what she wanted, Eve closed the book and, with a guilty look, glanced around again.

After confirming no one was noticing, she put the book under her arm, then placed a bill on the bookstore owner’s desk and sneaked out.

"...Hmm? Where did this money come from?"

The bookstore owner saw the sudden appearance of a banknote on his desk and was equally puzzled, but anyone would be happy to find money from nowhere.

The bookstore owner gratefully accepted the money, utterly unaware that a book had been taken from his shelf.

"..."

The boy had been waiting obediently on the bench, and when Eve returned, he looked at her with questioning eyes.

"Humph..." Eve pretended to be mature and slowly said, "It’s nothing, just... found a treasure over there."

"...!" The boy showed great interest in the word "treasure", blinking non-stop at Eve.

"Want to see it? Sure, I specifically bought it for you."

Eve chuckled, sat on the bench, then pulled the boy into her arms. Her tender body gently pressed against his, and she opened the book in front of him.

"Look, this is the treasure..."

"..."

The boy’s attention was immediately drawn to the content on the pages, and his eyes widened slightly.

"How is it, quite provocative, huh?" Eve said, her breathing growing heavier, "Boys, once they reach a certain age, start to think about all sorts of naughty things involuntarily. It’s very uncomfortable to suppress them, really quite pitiful. So, as your more mature sister, I must guide you correctly and help you vent the wild thoughts in your mind..."

"..."

Then, the boy slowly turned his head to look at Eve.

His puzzled little eyes seemed to ask:

Don’t these people feel cold wearing so little?

"Uh..."

Looking into his pure, untainted eyes, Eve suddenly felt a surge of overwhelming guilt.

"Uh...! What, what am I doing to a child!?"

She finally came to her senses and felt immensely ashamed of her irrational behavior.

"I’m sorry... I’m really, really sorry!!!"

Eve covered her face with her hands, almost curling up into a ball... she was completely mortified.

"...?"

The boy didn’t understand what this strange sister was going on about; he just gently touched her head.

...

Later, the two of them, holding each other’s hands, resumed their journey to find the boy’s mother.

As for where they lived, the boy could still remember, after all, he had walked back and forth so many times that it had stuck in his mind.

The boy and his mother used to live in a building specifically rented to outsiders, owned entirely by one person.

He had remodeled it, cramming dozens of small, crowded rooms on each floor, and the boy and his mother had lived in one of those small rooms.