When Bai Lixin woke up the next day, it was already bright outside.
There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom. He glanced to the side, but the person who slept beside him yesterday was nowhere to be found.
He checked the system time; there was about half an hour left until 7:30 in the morning required for the third game.
Suddenly, the sound of water disappeared, the bathroom door opened, and a man wrapped in moisture walked out.
The black bathrobe was tied loosely around him, and the V-neck pulled quite low.
“Are you awake?” Dijia wiped his hair as he walked out. “Did I wake you up?”
Bai Lixin’s eyes were glued to Dijia’s attractive collarbone as he shook his head. “No, it’s dawn, I woke up naturally.”
Dijia glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s almost 7:30. Freshen up, and I’ll take you home later.”
After saying that, he handed a paper bag to Bai Lixin. “These are clean clothes for you.”
Bai Lixin took it and opened the bag for a quick look—it was a very casual outfit.
A round-neck sweatshirt for the upper body and iron-gray casual pants for the lower body.
He asked, “Where did you get these?”
Dijia walked to the bed, picked up another bag, and entered the adjacent mini dressing room. “I asked my secretary send them over.”
Bai Lixin’s expression was subtle, and he asked again, “You told your secretary our sizes and had him deliver them early in the morning? Didn’t your secretary think too much?”
Dijia paused, recalling the secretary’s colorful expression at the time, and shook his head seriously. “No, he trusts my character.”
Bai Lixin’s expression became even more subtle.
‘You’re not even human, where does your character come from?
Do you have any misunderstandings about yourself?’
Bai Lixin carried the bag and walked towards the bathroom.
The bathroom and the small dressing room were both located near the entrance, with the two doors facing each other.
The so-called dressing room should be called a wardrobe to be more appropriate.
It was a very small room with a built in wardrobe on the wall, with a few bathrobes provided by the hotel hung on it. There was also a worktable placed by the wall for ironing clothes.
This room was narrow, and in front of the worktable was a very narrow space for one to stand and change clothes.
Bai Lixin stared at the tightly closed door of the dressing room for a moment, turned around, and knocked on the dressing room door.
There was the sound of fabric rubbing inside, and Dijia’s somewhat muffled voice came from inside, “What’s wrong?”
Bai Lixin: “I need a bathrobe.”
Dijia: “Oh, wait, it’s a bit narrow here. Let me go out, and you can come in later.”
His words hadn’t completely dissipated in the air when the door was directly pulled open from the outside, and a figure squeezed in.
The young man said, “No need to bother, I’ll take the bathrobe and go out.”
For a moment, the narrow space was filled with two people.
The young man tried to reach for the bathrobe, and to avoid getting too close, the man had to step back.
He took a step back, but the worktable immediately hindered his movement.
The space was originally narrow, and wit two warm-bodied creatures squeezed together, it became very hot, not to mention the two bodies were full of male aura.
Dijia immediately felt the hot body temperature that could not be stopped even through the clothes.
Bai Lixin seemed unaware of Dijia’s embarrassment and reached out to pick up the bathrobe from the wardrobe.
The space was limited, so in order to reach it, the young man could only stand on tiptoes and stretch his arms as much as possible.
Seeing the young man swaying, Dijia had no choice but to reach out—one hand held the slender waist, the other held the young man’s arm. “Be careful. I told you it’s too narrow here, but you insisted on coming in.”
The two bodies pressed tightly together, and each movement of the young man ignited flames on Dijia’s body.
Early in the morning, Dijia felt a demonic fire raging through his body.
He struggled to take deep breaths, and his eyes uncontrollably landed on the young man’s slender neck.
But the more he breathed, the more the young man’s distinctive scent drilled into his nose.
‘So fragrant.
It was the scent of his blood.’
Dijia stared at Bai Lixin’s neck, slowly gulping.
‘The neck is so delicate and white, would it leave a mark if pinched lightly?
The waist is so slender, would a little force make the young man moan in pain?’
The young man was so lively and vivid that he felt like tearing him apart, leave countless marks on his body, torture him, make his expression contort in pain and make him scream in excitement.
Dijia’s heart couldn’t stop pounding.
Countless violent and terrifying thoughts surged in his mind.
His eyes turned red because of these thoughts, his blood was boiling, and his body was trembling.
He couldn’t hold back anymore.
He really wanted to…
Tear him apart fiercely…
Bai Lixin finally reached the bathrobe. He smiled at Dijia, who was stirred up, then turned and entered the bathroom.
The bathroom door closed, but Dijia supported himself against the table with a grimace.
He clenched his fingers, veins bulging as beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.
Hold back.
He was just an ordinary businessman, a law-abiding citizen. He shouldn’t have such cruel thoughts.
He looked up at himself in the mirror.
His eyes were red and his expression was ferocious.
The sound of flowing water came from next door.
This sound seemed like the final ultimatum, instantly pulling out the man’s originally suppressed violence.
The man’s originally slender arms turned into the shape of thick fog. Soon, the fog escaped from the bathrobe, leaving only a scattered bathrobe on the floor.
Bai Lixin was showering, his back facing the bathroom door, unaware of what was happening behind him.
A pitch-black fog silently entered through the gap, and by the time the young man noticed, it was too late.
The fog pinned the young man against the cold wall, its hoarse voice carrying a thick and restrained tone. “Long time no see, little one.”
The young man tried to struggle, but it was futile.
The black fog immobilized the young man’s body, and the young man could only stare back with a pair of indignant eyes.
‘Yes, that’s the look.’
A voice called out in the fog’s mind.
It’s this kind of unwilling and determined look that makes people unable to resist wanting to conquer him, to make his eyes become dazed, and only looking at oneself.
The black fog laughed heartily. Its laughter was heavy and rough, which was particularly loud in this bathroom.
“Don’t look at me with such eyes. No one can save you.”
“That person is in the next room, but what can he do?”
“Be quiet. If you make him come over, I’ll kill him.”
“Moreover, you don’t want him to see you like this when he opens the door, right?”
The sudden attack made the young man’s expression twist in pain. He seemed to want to scream, but quickly remembered the black fog’s blackmail, so he bit his lips tightly, making no sound.
With no outlet for the voice, sensations were magnified countless times.
The showerhead above continued to spray, and every drop of water on his back aroused an indescribable shiver.
…
When Bai Lixin returned home, it was already past lunchtime.
He looked a bit tired. He had found a scarf from somewhere and was wearing it around his neck, his whole body was wrapped tightly.
Dijia was watching the news on the sofa at this time. When he saw him, he asked with concern, “you just got back?”
Bai Lixin glanced at Dijia, snorted coldly, and went upstairs.
Dijia, a good and caring man, was puzzled and shouted at Bai Lixin’s back, “Have you eaten?”
Bai Lixin turned around and glared at him, “Ate! I ate my fill!”
Dijia sat back on the sofa, somewhat puzzled. ‘Why is he so angry? I didn’t provoke him.’
When Bai Lixin returned to his room, he opened the scarf angrily, looked at the mottled marks on his neck, and threw it away angrily.
‘Shameless bastard.’
After enjoying himself, the bastard ran away, so he had to wash up with wobbly legs and take a taxi back on his own.
While doing it, he praised, “Baby, you’re amazing.” After finishing, he turned his face and denied everything, questioning him when he came back.
He turns his face faster than flipping through a book.
Why did I come back so late? Can’t you figure it out?
He is clearly one person, yet he was forcing him into a shura field.
Madman!
S419M cowered in a corner, trembling.
It seemed to know why the host was angry.
Because after the Black Fog Dijia enjoyed himself, he left.
The host had no money, and no phone.
In the end, the host had to shamelessly borrow a scarf and taxi money from the front desk and come back home.
Tsk tsk tsk, although the Lord God is sometimes wicked, there’s nothing to say about how good he had been to the host, he pampers him to the sky.
When has the host ever suffered such grievances?
Bai Lixin lay down on the bed and slept. When he woke up, the marks on his body had almost disappeared, and it was already dark outside.
The energy lost due to extreme happiness also returned, and Bai Lixin’s mood improved a little.
When he went downstairs, Dijia seemed hesitant, his eyes evasive.
Bai Lixin didn’t bother with him. He went straight to the dining table, and waited for the smart robot to serve the meal.
Not long after, Dijia came over with something in his hand, and he placed it in front of Bai Lixin. “This is for you.”
Bai Lixin stared at the box in front of him, and immediately recognized it as a phone. But he still asked, “What’s this?”
Dijia: “It’s a phone. You don’t have one, so I prepared it for you. The card is already inserted, and I’ve saved my number in it. This way, we can communicate frequently.”
Bai Lixin finally raised his head and looked at Dijia for the first time today. “You left me alone in the hotel?”
Dijia apologized, “There was an urgent matter in the company that required my immediate attention. I couldn’t get away, so I left first. I apologize.”
Bai Lixin: “You still shouldn’t leave me alone in the hotel.”
‘Use and then discard?’
‘Don’t I, Bai Lixin, care about face?’
The big boss, who was usually arrogant in front of others, now had no choice but to bow his head in apology, “I was wrong, and I’m sorry. I’m used to being alone, so I often forget there’s someone beside me.”
Seeing the man’s remorseful look, Bai Lixin’s anger finally dissipated completely. He only advised, “Next time, don’t leave me behind again.”
Seeing a way out, Dijia quickly nodded, “Of course, I won’t do that again.”
With the matter settled, Bai Lixin picked up the phone and played with it in his hand.
The third game had ended, and the little black furry monster appeared to congratulate him, then informed him that the fourth game was in preparation.
Before the arrival of the fourth game, he could only wait quietly.
This waiting time was a rare moment of tranquility for him.
There were no tasks, no games, but Dijia was by his side.
He still didn’t quite understand the purpose of the third game.
The third game wasn’t challenging; those people and the God of Misfortune who appeared later couldn’t harm him. He just appeared in the room at the right time, and it was like watching a holographic projection.
If it really meant something, it was that he finally knew the inside story of this ritual.
Was the third game showing him that?
A man in a black cloak summoned the God of Misfortune with the sacrifice of the bride Xiao Tou and a room full of people. After accepting these two things, chains appeared on the body of the God of Misfortune.
Were those shackles?
Indeed, there are no gains without sacrifices. Did accepting the offerings mean having to do something in return for the summoner?
The initially vague and fragmented events were like puzzle pieces. Now, with an increasing number of pieces, the picture was becoming clearer.
In the fourth game, maybe he could finally meet Xiao Tou.
This break lasted four days.
It was so long that Bai Lixin almost thought the fourth game was just “waiting.” It was as if the little black furry monster was waiting for him to die through time.
It wasn’t until the third evening, when the sky was getting dark, that the little black furry monster appeared again in front of Bai Lixin and brought the content of the fourth game.
“Dear player, seeing how pleasant your recent life has been, I really couldn’t bear to disturb you. Have you fallen in love with this warm city?” The little black furry monster swayed its body to Bai Lixin. The few tufts of hair it had lost before had grown back, but they were still a bit thinner compared to the surrounding fur, which looked quite amusing.
While it spoke, Bai Lixin’s gaze involuntarily fell on its new fur.
“Where are you looking!” The little black furry monster screamed angrily, “You rude thing, listen to the task quickly!”
Bai Lixin responded with an “Oh,” and said, “Please go on.”
The little black furry monster: “Revisit the old place. Tonight, go to the abandoned Fei residence, take the painting of the Rose Boy in the basement, and when you have it, we will start the fifth game.”
Bai Lixin was momentarily stunned.
‘The Fei residence, huh? That’s indeed revisiting an old place.’
“Although it’s a task, I can’t help but complain.” Bai Lixin spoke with a sarcastic tone.
Not knowing what trouble the young man was brewing again, the little black furry monster looked at Bai Lixin warily, waiting for him to continue, “Complain about what?!”
Bai Lixin said, “This kind of task could easily be done during the day. But I always have to wait until night time to go. Isn’t that too exciting?”
The little monster’s round eyes widened, “Just go at the time you are told to go. Why so much nonsense! Let me tell you, don’t try to get close to me. I am the upright and honest Lord Ah Mao. I won’t give you any shortcuts, and there are no windows! If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving. Don’t blame me for not warning you; you need to leave the Fei residence before dawn, otherwise, you’ll be danger!”
Bai Lixin narrowed his eyes and smiled, “So your name is ‘Ah Mao,’ how cute. Thanks for the reminder, I’ll be fine.”
The little black furry monster exploded, “You, you, you’re being presumptuous. I’m not worried about you. I’m just doing my duty!”
After throwing down these words, the little black furry monster disappeared.
S419: […]
‘Why do I have the illusion of an old pervert teasing an innocent young man?
Is the host a social cow? He can get close to anyone.’
When Bai Lixin woke up the next day, it was already bright outside.
There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom. He glanced to the side, but the person who slept beside him yesterday was nowhere to be found.
He checked the system time; there was about half an hour left until 7:30 in the morning required for the third game.
Suddenly, the sound of water disappeared, the bathroom door opened, and a man wrapped in moisture walked out.
The black bathrobe was tied loosely around him, and the V-neck pulled quite low.
“Are you awake?” Dijia wiped his hair as he walked out. “Did I wake you up?”
Bai Lixin’s eyes were glued to Dijia’s attractive collarbone as he shook his head. “No, it’s dawn, I woke up naturally.”
Dijia glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s almost 7:30. Freshen up, and I’ll take you home later.”
After saying that, he handed a paper bag to Bai Lixin. “These are clean clothes for you.”
Bai Lixin took it and opened the bag for a quick look—it was a very casual outfit.
A round-neck sweatshirt for the upper body and iron-gray casual pants for the lower body.
He asked, “Where did you get these?”
Dijia walked to the bed, picked up another bag, and entered the adjacent mini dressing room. “I asked my secretary send them over.”
Bai Lixin’s expression was subtle, and he asked again, “You told your secretary our sizes and had him deliver them early in the morning? Didn’t your secretary think too much?”
Dijia paused, recalling the secretary’s colorful expression at the time, and shook his head seriously. “No, he trusts my character.”
Bai Lixin’s expression became even more subtle.
‘You’re not even human, where does your character come from?
Do you have any misunderstandings about yourself?’
Bai Lixin carried the bag and walked towards the bathroom.
The bathroom and the small dressing room were both located near the entrance, with the two doors facing each other.
The so-called dressing room should be called a wardrobe to be more appropriate.
It was a very small room with a built in wardrobe on the wall, with a few bathrobes provided by the hotel hung on it. There was also a worktable placed by the wall for ironing clothes.
This room was narrow, and in front of the worktable was a very narrow space for one to stand and change clothes.
Bai Lixin stared at the tightly closed door of the dressing room for a moment, turned around, and knocked on the dressing room door.
There was the sound of fabric rubbing inside, and Dijia’s somewhat muffled voice came from inside, “What’s wrong?”
Bai Lixin: “I need a bathrobe.”
Dijia: “Oh, wait, it’s a bit narrow here. Let me go out, and you can come in later.”
His words hadn’t completely dissipated in the air when the door was directly pulled open from the outside, and a figure squeezed in.
The young man said, “No need to bother, I’ll take the bathrobe and go out.”
For a moment, the narrow space was filled with two people.
The young man tried to reach for the bathrobe, and to avoid getting too close, the man had to step back.
He took a step back, but the worktable immediately hindered his movement.
The space was originally narrow, and wit two warm-bodied creatures squeezed together, it became very hot, not to mention the two bodies were full of male aura.
Dijia immediately felt the hot body temperature that could not be stopped even through the clothes.
Bai Lixin seemed unaware of Dijia’s embarrassment and reached out to pick up the bathrobe from the wardrobe.
The space was limited, so in order to reach it, the young man could only stand on tiptoes and stretch his arms as much as possible.
Seeing the young man swaying, Dijia had no choice but to reach out—one hand held the slender waist, the other held the young man’s arm. “Be careful. I told you it’s too narrow here, but you insisted on coming in.”
The two bodies pressed tightly together, and each movement of the young man ignited flames on Dijia’s body.
Early in the morning, Dijia felt a demonic fire raging through his body.
He struggled to take deep breaths, and his eyes uncontrollably landed on the young man’s slender neck.
But the more he breathed, the more the young man’s distinctive scent drilled into his nose.
‘So fragrant.
It was the scent of his blood.’
Dijia stared at Bai Lixin’s neck, slowly gulping.
‘The neck is so delicate and white, would it leave a mark if pinched lightly?
The waist is so slender, would a little force make the young man moan in pain?’
The young man was so lively and vivid that he felt like tearing him apart, leave countless marks on his body, torture him, make his expression contort in pain and make him scream in excitement.
Dijia’s heart couldn’t stop pounding.
Countless violent and terrifying thoughts surged in his mind.
His eyes turned red because of these thoughts, his blood was boiling, and his body was trembling.
He couldn’t hold back anymore.
He really wanted to…
Tear him apart fiercely…
Bai Lixin finally reached the bathrobe. He smiled at Dijia, who was stirred up, then turned and entered the bathroom.
The bathroom door closed, but Dijia supported himself against the table with a grimace.
He clenched his fingers, veins bulging as beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.
Hold back.
He was just an ordinary businessman, a law-abiding citizen. He shouldn’t have such cruel thoughts.
He looked up at himself in the mirror.
His eyes were red and his expression was ferocious.
The sound of flowing water came from next door.
This sound seemed like the final ultimatum, instantly pulling out the man’s originally suppressed violence.
The man’s originally slender arms turned into the shape of thick fog. Soon, the fog escaped from the bathrobe, leaving only a scattered bathrobe on the floor.
Bai Lixin was showering, his back facing the bathroom door, unaware of what was happening behind him.
A pitch-black fog silently entered through the gap, and by the time the young man noticed, it was too late.
The fog pinned the young man against the cold wall, its hoarse voice carrying a thick and restrained tone. “Long time no see, little one.”
The young man tried to struggle, but it was futile.
The black fog immobilized the young man’s body, and the young man could only stare back with a pair of indignant eyes.
‘Yes, that’s the look.’
A voice called out in the fog’s mind.
It’s this kind of unwilling and determined look that makes people unable to resist wanting to conquer him, to make his eyes become dazed, and only looking at oneself.
The black fog laughed heartily. Its laughter was heavy and rough, which was particularly loud in this bathroom.
“Don’t look at me with such eyes. No one can save you.”
“That person is in the next room, but what can he do?”
“Be quiet. If you make him come over, I’ll kill him.”
“Moreover, you don’t want him to see you like this when he opens the door, right?”
The sudden attack made the young man’s expression twist in pain. He seemed to want to scream, but quickly remembered the black fog’s blackmail, so he bit his lips tightly, making no sound.
With no outlet for the voice, sensations were magnified countless times.
The showerhead above continued to spray, and every drop of water on his back aroused an indescribable shiver.
…
When Bai Lixin returned home, it was already past lunchtime.
He looked a bit tired. He had found a scarf from somewhere and was wearing it around his neck, his whole body was wrapped tightly.
Dijia was watching the news on the sofa at this time. When he saw him, he asked with concern, “you just got back?”
Bai Lixin glanced at Dijia, snorted coldly, and went upstairs.
Dijia, a good and caring man, was puzzled and shouted at Bai Lixin’s back, “Have you eaten?”
Bai Lixin turned around and glared at him, “Ate! I ate my fill!”
Dijia sat back on the sofa, somewhat puzzled. ‘Why is he so angry? I didn’t provoke him.’
When Bai Lixin returned to his room, he opened the scarf angrily, looked at the mottled marks on his neck, and threw it away angrily.
‘Shameless bastard.’
After enjoying himself, the bastard ran away, so he had to wash up with wobbly legs and take a taxi back on his own.
While doing it, he praised, “Baby, you’re amazing.” After finishing, he turned his face and denied everything, questioning him when he came back.
He turns his face faster than flipping through a book.
Why did I come back so late? Can’t you figure it out?
He is clearly one person, yet he was forcing him into a shura field.
Madman!
S419M cowered in a corner, trembling.
It seemed to know why the host was angry.
Because after the Black Fog Dijia enjoyed himself, he left.
The host had no money, and no phone.
In the end, the host had to shamelessly borrow a scarf and taxi money from the front desk and come back home.
Tsk tsk tsk, although the Lord God is sometimes wicked, there’s nothing to say about how good he had been to the host, he pampers him to the sky.
When has the host ever suffered such grievances?
Bai Lixin lay down on the bed and slept. When he woke up, the marks on his body had almost disappeared, and it was already dark outside.
The energy lost due to extreme happiness also returned, and Bai Lixin’s mood improved a little.
When he went downstairs, Dijia seemed hesitant, his eyes evasive.
Bai Lixin didn’t bother with him. He went straight to the dining table, and waited for the smart robot to serve the meal.
Not long after, Dijia came over with something in his hand, and he placed it in front of Bai Lixin. “This is for you.”
Bai Lixin stared at the box in front of him, and immediately recognized it as a phone. But he still asked, “What’s this?”
Dijia: “It’s a phone. You don’t have one, so I prepared it for you. The card is already inserted, and I’ve saved my number in it. This way, we can communicate frequently.”
Bai Lixin finally raised his head and looked at Dijia for the first time today. “You left me alone in the hotel?”
Dijia apologized, “There was an urgent matter in the company that required my immediate attention. I couldn’t get away, so I left first. I apologize.”
Bai Lixin: “You still shouldn’t leave me alone in the hotel.”
‘Use and then discard?’
‘Don’t I, Bai Lixin, care about face?’
The big boss, who was usually arrogant in front of others, now had no choice but to bow his head in apology, “I was wrong, and I’m sorry. I’m used to being alone, so I often forget there’s someone beside me.”
Seeing the man’s remorseful look, Bai Lixin’s anger finally dissipated completely. He only advised, “Next time, don’t leave me behind again.”
Seeing a way out, Dijia quickly nodded, “Of course, I won’t do that again.”
With the matter settled, Bai Lixin picked up the phone and played with it in his hand.
The third game had ended, and the little black furry monster appeared to congratulate him, then informed him that the fourth game was in preparation.
Before the arrival of the fourth game, he could only wait quietly.
This waiting time was a rare moment of tranquility for him.
There were no tasks, no games, but Dijia was by his side.
He still didn’t quite understand the purpose of the third game.
The third game wasn’t challenging; those people and the God of Misfortune who appeared later couldn’t harm him. He just appeared in the room at the right time, and it was like watching a holographic projection.
If it really meant something, it was that he finally knew the inside story of this ritual.
Was the third game showing him that?
A man in a black cloak summoned the God of Misfortune with the sacrifice of the bride Xiao Tou and a room full of people. After accepting these two things, chains appeared on the body of the God of Misfortune.
Were those shackles?
Indeed, there are no gains without sacrifices. Did accepting the offerings mean having to do something in return for the summoner?
The initially vague and fragmented events were like puzzle pieces. Now, with an increasing number of pieces, the picture was becoming clearer.
In the fourth game, maybe he could finally meet Xiao Tou.
This break lasted four days.
It was so long that Bai Lixin almost thought the fourth game was just “waiting.” It was as if the little black furry monster was waiting for him to die through time.
It wasn’t until the third evening, when the sky was getting dark, that the little black furry monster appeared again in front of Bai Lixin and brought the content of the fourth game.
“Dear player, seeing how pleasant your recent life has been, I really couldn’t bear to disturb you. Have you fallen in love with this warm city?” The little black furry monster swayed its body to Bai Lixin. The few tufts of hair it had lost before had grown back, but they were still a bit thinner compared to the surrounding fur, which looked quite amusing.
While it spoke, Bai Lixin’s gaze involuntarily fell on its new fur.
“Where are you looking!” The little black furry monster screamed angrily, “You rude thing, listen to the task quickly!”
Bai Lixin responded with an “Oh,” and said, “Please go on.”
The little black furry monster: “Revisit the old place. Tonight, go to the abandoned Fei residence, take the painting of the Rose Boy in the basement, and when you have it, we will start the fifth game.”
Bai Lixin was momentarily stunned.
‘The Fei residence, huh? That’s indeed revisiting an old place.’
“Although it’s a task, I can’t help but complain.” Bai Lixin spoke with a sarcastic tone.
Not knowing what trouble the young man was brewing again, the little black furry monster looked at Bai Lixin warily, waiting for him to continue, “Complain about what?!”
Bai Lixin said, “This kind of task could easily be done during the day. But I always have to wait until night time to go. Isn’t that too exciting?”
The little monster’s round eyes widened, “Just go at the time you are told to go. Why so much nonsense! Let me tell you, don’t try to get close to me. I am the upright and honest Lord Ah Mao. I won’t give you any shortcuts, and there are no windows! If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving. Don’t blame me for not warning you; you need to leave the Fei residence before dawn, otherwise, you’ll be danger!”
Bai Lixin narrowed his eyes and smiled, “So your name is ‘Ah Mao,’ how cute. Thanks for the reminder, I’ll be fine.”
The little black furry monster exploded, “You, you, you’re being presumptuous. I’m not worried about you. I’m just doing my duty!”
After throwing down these words, the little black furry monster disappeared.
S419: […]
‘Why do I have the illusion of an old pervert teasing an innocent young man?
Is the host a social cow? He can get close to anyone.’
