Goddess Cultivation Chapter 267 : Making Things Difficult

Chapter 267: – Making Things Difficult

Lin Jin was walking down the street, dressed inappropriately for the season. He wore a waist length wig and had a black kitten perched on his head, attracting quite a bit of attention and comnts from the others walking down the street in the town.

"That girl looks pretty."

"Isn't she cold dressed like that?"

Hearing the chatter around him, Lin Jin made his way to the bus stop that would take him to the South Railway Station. Wearing a cold face, he set his luggage aside and leaned against the bus stop sign with his arms crossed over his chest.

F*ck it's cold!

Even though the calves and thighs weren’t that cold because he was wearing the long socks, the problem was the cold wind. The cold wind would not only blow against his legs, but also blew up under his pantsless skirt.

Now in spring, the wind on the street howled, and the cold was unforgiving. If Lin Jin's skirt wasn't made of a thicker material with a white fluffy trim for modesty, he might have had a wardrobe malfunction by now.

At this mont, Lin Jin's outfit consisted of a white turtleneck sweater on his upper body, a white miniskirt on his lower body, thick white long socks and platform shoes. This all white ensemble, along with his long, undecorated black hair and the black cat on his head made Lin Jin look quite innocent.

Even though he wore nothing under his skirt, to outsiders, this girl with a cold face appeared extrely innocent.

Now, on track to completing his task’s punishnt, as long as he got on the bus, there would hardly be any chance for his skirt to fly up. He just had to be extra, extra graceful in his movents! If he were as careless as before like spreading his legs wide or sitting in a boldly manspread, many people might really get to experience Lin Jin’s dominance.

Huh, wearing a short skirt without anything underneath in the dead of winter, plus the little hook, wasn’t that domineering?

The bus arrived. Probably because it was lunch ti, there weren’t many people on the bus. Lin Jin stuffed Braised Pork into his bag and hurriedly squeezed onto the bus with his suitcase before elegantly taking a seat at the back of the bus.

The bus ride from Lin Jin's city to Fuzhou South Railway Station would take about forty minutes. Lin Jin leaned his head against the window and kept his legs tightly together, afraid that soone would accidentally see under his skirt.

Next to him sat a middle aged man. He was the epito of an uncle. Not the rich and handso type found online but rather the overweight, wrinkled kind. Lin Jin could even faintly detect a peculiar sll coming from his body.

Slightly disgusted, Lin Jin opened the window for so air and turned his gaze outside, trying to forget the man next to him.

Although Lin Jin's attire was a bit out of season, the streets were full of people dressed like him in the sumr, so even more revealing. So, at this ti, he only attracted so glances but didn't encounter any harassnt or anything.

After more than forty minutes, they arrived at the south station.

Lin Jin dragged his suitcase off the bus. Stepping off the bus, a gust of cold wind made Lin Jin shiver. He rubbed his legs together, hoping to warm up a bit.

Standing in the elevator, Lin Jin glanced around and saw no one. So he took his coat out of his bag and draped it over his shoulder, then hid Braised Pork underneath.

"Don't make noise and don't move" Lin Jin whispered to Braised Pork on his shoulder.

Through his earbuds, the black cat replied, "I know, I'm not stupid."

That was sowhat reassuring.

Exiting the elevator, Lin Jin looked towards the entrance and saw that although it was crowded, only three or four people were actually in line. Although schools were about to start, the train station wasn’t very busy for so reason.

Hmm.

Lin Jin pulled out his ID card, but then caught his reflection on the glass and froze. He suddenly felt he might not pass the ID check before the security screening.

His ID was from when he was cute back in middle school and he hadn't changed much since then, just matured a bit. He was even cuter now, but the short hair and male attire in the photo on the ID didn't match his current appearance in woman’s clothing. Also, the real problem was that the gender was listed as male, while he was currently dressed in won's clothing.

He probably couldn't get through security like this.

He sighed. Though he doubted he could pass the security check, he figured the security staff, who checked so many IDs daily, wouldn't bother to check the genders on the IDs too closely, right?

Besides, they've seen it all. Even noticing the "male" on the ID shouldn't surprise them too much, right?

So, Lin Jin walked to the entranced and waited in line for two minutes. Then he reached the counter to have his ID checked. Nervously, he handed over his ID to the man checking docunts and pretended to be engrossed on his phone.

The man, with a custor service smile, took one look at Lin Jin and internally remarked that beauties nowadays really prioritized style over everything else. Then he pressed the ID against the machine and compared the photo with the person in front of him.

Though the photo was a bit too immature and didn't match perfectly, it was obviously this beauty as a child. The only real issue was the short hair in the photo, making the person look more like a boy.

A boy... Boy?!

That's when he noticed the "male" gender written on the ID.

"Is this photo you?" the man asked, looking up at Lin Jin with so confusion.

"Yes" Lin Jin tilted his head and replied, avoiding the man's gaze. "It's from when I was younger, so it looks a bit different."

"So, you were a boy when you were young, but now you're a girl?" the man scoffed.

Why did it feel like he was being mocked?

Lin Jin frowned and and unhappily looked at him: "What do you an by that?"

"No aning." Seeing Lin Jin's expression, the man didn't make it harder for him but just shook his head, muttering "People nowadays are neither man nor woman. My job is too hard".

Is this guy for real?!

Raising his eyebrows, Lin Jin didn't snap back but watched as the staff confird his ID and returned it. Then he glared at the man before sharply turning his head, flicking his hair so it whipped across the man's face, leaving him stunned by the pain.