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National School Prince Is A Girl

Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing! Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop Sugary Scene: Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?" Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No." Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me." Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly! Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?" Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights." Please support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/henyeetranslationsNSPG If we hit certain milestones, we will release more chapters in a mass release as well as increase the release rate!

Zhan Qishao · Teen
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1782 Chs

Hoshino

Editor: Henyee Translations

Fu Jiu's typing fingers came to a pause.

A hacker always had many mailboxes.

But hers were unknown to everyone, except… Hoshino.

Fu Jiu could now confirm that the person she had seen at the regional competition, was not just having a striking resemblance, but more possibly actually him.

By changing her IP, the mailbox would change as well. And in it, was another e-mail.

Fu Jiu moved her gaze slightly, and logged in with the IP automatically.

Only then did she realize that a third of her mailbox had the same e-mail.

There were almost one thousand e-mails in one third of her mailboxes.

One thousand… Fu Jiu sat in front of the computer and closed her eyes before opening them again. It's not the right time yet.

She had to wait until the National League was over.

Fu Jiu lifted her head to look at the calendar on the wall. There was still half a month left.