Chapter 55 Pretending to be pitiful
At 5:10 in the afternoon, the bell for the end of get out of class rang on time.
The last class was over. Duan Ke put his computer back into his bag, followed Helekla, and walked out of the classroom with the crowd.
Duan Ke opened his phone and searched for nearby food recommendations. "What should I eat tonight? It seems like all the restaurants nearby are almost sold out..."
The hallway of the teaching building was noisy, and the staircases were even more crowded. Many students passing by Duan Ke glanced at him, some in surprise, some with red faces, but they didn't approach him because of the tall boy next to him.
Duan Ke walked downstairs next to Helekla.
Helekla's body had returned to normal and he was no longer wearing the eye patch. He glanced at Duan Ke's phone casually and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"You're not going to make peace with him?"
“…Huh? What?”
"You think I can't see?"
Helekla folded her arms, "You've been dragging me to dinner for three or four days in a row... Haven't you made peace with that bastard yet?"
The two walked downstairs and headed towards Helekla's car. Duan Ke opened the passenger door, got in, and fastened his seat belt.
"He hasn't come to you for so many days?" Helekla started the car. "The Inquisitor is really a jerk, isn't he? You might as well just dump him."
On the first day of the cold war between Duan Ke and Qin Huai, he confessed this matter to Helekla. It took Helekla several minutes to reluctantly accept this absurd fact.
The stern-looking Westerner's expression was horrible, and he repeatedly confirmed several times that Duan Ke wasn't threatened. Finally, Helekla asked Duan Ke to tell Qin Huai that he would return the fine with interest before he was willing to pull his friend's boyfriend off the assassination list.
Duan Ke's secrets were exposed by his friend. He turned his head to look out the window and scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly.
“Actually, he coaxed me…”
How could Qin Huai not coax her?
Not just coaxing, but 24/7, home invasion-style coaxing. Duan Ke wouldn't let him into the room or allow him to be intimate, so Qin Huai did everything he could to make his presence felt in front of his angry boyfriend.
Every time Duan Ke returned home, he would find a tall man with a forbearing expression and pitiful behavior, standing silently at the door of his room, neither going in nor leaving, like a ghost guarding the door.
Not only that, Qin Huai also shamelessly did many things, including but not limited to making a midnight snack for Duan Ke, putting out hot water and clothes for bathing in advance, and handing Duan Ke a cup of hot water whenever he raised his hand.
In short, Qin Huai would not let go of any trivial matter that could make his presence felt. He arrogantly but gently asked Duan Ke for forgiveness and confessed his concealment.
When they were simply owner-slave relationships, Duan Ke thought Qin Huai was a quiet person who took a lot of action but didn't talk much, but he only now realized that this cunning judge had really restrained himself before.
All the secrets have been revealed, and the identity of the judge has been exposed. Qin Huai simply stopped pretending.
Qin Huai had to report her work schedule at the Administration and what she ate at work. She even had to report the minor cuts she had on her fingers from a monster, or the four consecutive days of insomnia she had because she couldn't hold Duan Ke and had no energy to attend meetings. She had to list every detail and report it to her boyfriend.
Even during the Cold War.
Qin Huai's hot violence is unreasonable, but effective enough.
After a few days, Duan Ke wasn't as angry anymore. But he held on tight, refusing to reply to Qin Huai's 99+ messages every day, and at most he would send an angry kitten emoji.
"I think you have to be tough when you're arguing. Otherwise, what if you can't win the argument later? You can't ignore him so quickly."
Duan Ke decisively turned off his phone and tossed it aside. He asked, "Did you read the information I sent you earlier? What do you think is this monster's weakness?"
The information Duan Ke was talking about was the one he had risked his life to steal from the Administration last time.
Just as they had expected, the Administration's data on the Dream Demon was quite comprehensive. Its source of power, criminal record, and modus operandi were all listed in great detail.
Despite this, the Administration still failed to analyze the monster's true weakness.
After all, those we encountered before were just clones. To obtain the real core information, we still have to confront the opponent's real body.
As they were talking, the two of them arrived at a restaurant. They chose a Western restaurant that Helekla often went to. It wasn't crowded, but the food was good.
Duan Ke could eat both Chinese and Western food and he loved both. Qin Huai cooked many different dishes for him. Duan Ke rarely repeated his recipes at home. After a few months, he even gained some weight.
It is true that he gained weight from eating too much, but it is hard to say which part of his mouth is responsible.
"It's not completely resolved yet, but this thing isn't as active anymore."
Helekla cut into a steak and said calmly, "Before, he was very active around City A, attacking many monsters and humans. But recently, he's been much less active."
Although neither of them said it explicitly, they both knew that it was Qin Huai who did it.
Duan Ke could probably guess what was going on. During the days he'd been unilaterally ignoring Qin Huai, he'd been working on this matter. When Duan Ke wasn't home or was asleep in the middle of the night, Qin Huai would seize the opportunity to eliminate this safety hazard as quickly as possible.
Helekla finished his steak and wiped his mouth with the handkerchief beside him.
"Are you going to go find him? I'll take you there?"
Duan Ke was choked by Helekla's blunt words. He tilted his head, twirled the strands of hair by his cheek as if to hide his embarrassment, and nibbled on the golden spoon he used to eat his ice cream.
"No...I'm still angry."
"Go if you want to." Helekla said with a smile, "You didn't even raise your head in class today. Should I take you home to see him?"
"He's not home right now..." Duan Ke admitted, defeated. "He's at the Administration Bureau. He just told me on WeChat."
"Then I'll take you home to wait for him?" said Helekla.
Duan Ke didn't say anything, but glanced at Helekla somewhat evasively.
Helekla understood what he meant and asked in surprise, "You're going to the Administration to find him? Aren't you afraid?"
Of course I'm afraid.
Duan Ke had a very bad impression of the Administration. He had witnessed the bloody execution scene at a time when he was both physically and mentally vulnerable. The trauma he felt was truly profound, and it wasn't something Qin Huai could dispel with just a few words.
In order to completely dispel this fear, Duan Ke must go to the management bureau himself.
He wanted to find out whether Qin Huai's execution principles were really as he said, not cruel and inhumane, but reasonable.
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Duan Keqiu, who was only the size of a palm, headed towards the interrogation room.
In reality, Duan Ke had every right to go through the main entrance. Qin Huai's hug at that time was a declaration of sovereignty. He didn't cover Duan Ke's face, allowing all the subordinates of the Administration to see it clearly.
Even if Duan Ke showed his devil horns and tail, he could still break in unimpeded. But Duan Ke didn't do that. He chose to turn into a ball and sneak in, taking the initiative to attack.
Only when Qin Huai is unaware will what she see be the most real. She can't possibly notify her boyfriend before checking on him.
Duan Keqiu dodged here and there, twisting his round but flexible body, and sneaked into the basement perfectly.
The Administration's magic detection was now completely ineffective against him. However, Duan Ke was unaware of this and remained extremely cautious, as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
There are a lot of cells, hundreds of them in a row.
But Duan Ke quickly found his target because it was too obvious. Several soldiers stood in front of a cell, each of them very quiet, even with a look of fear on their faces, their brows furrowed tightly.
Duan Ke looked at these frightened humans with mixed feelings. He stretched out his short claws, clung to the ceiling pipe, and followed the soldiers' line of sight, peering into the room.
The cement-gray floor mixed with blood turned a strange dark color.
Qinhuai is indeed there.
He was now dressed neatly, meticulously, but not as fully as he had been that day. He wore no epaulettes, and his military boots were a relatively light-weight style.
Qin Huai lowered his eyes and casually wiped the blood from his face. The young officer pointed his gun at a snake demon in front of him and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong, dark forearms.
The bruises on Qin Huai's arm were very obvious, forming a continuous line. Only Duan Ke knew how the injury came about; it was from a severe beating with his tail four days ago.
Duan Ke stared at the wound in a daze, unable to speak.
He suddenly remembered that Qin Huai had been wearing long-sleeved pajamas these past few days. Qin Huai was blocked outside the room by him, so naturally they couldn't get intimate. So Duan Ke hadn't noticed for four days.
Doesn't the Administration have a treatment pod? Why isn't this person getting treatment?
Duan Ke felt depressed and couldn't describe the feeling. He felt sad and angry.
Its tail lashed unconsciously, a rare display of irritability. Qin Huai's voice called Duan Ke's attention back. The tone was more indifferent than anything he had ever heard before. It wasn't cold or harsh, but rather emotionless, like a machine.
"Number C118. Last night at 11:57:32, you appeared at the District 9 Military Hospital and attacked a doctor performing surgery, resulting in four deaths and seven injuries. This is a Class B crime."
"Do you plead guilty?" Qin Huai asked.
From Qin Huai's tone, Duan could tell that he didn't expect this thing to reply, he was just going through a process.
This B-rank monster lacked any rationality, a monster completely incapable of thinking. It hissed and struggled ferociously, a strange slime dripping from its fangs.
Duan Ke had never seen such a monster before, and the whole ball was stunned.
It stared blankly. Qin Huai fired a short time later, his expressionless face gracing the corpse as he moved on to the next person. Facing this irrational monster, he continued his interrogation routine and fired again.
The subordinates beside him were also like machines, their job seemed to be to collect the bodies left by Qin Huai. Everyone watched quietly, waiting for the end of today's execution.
Qin Huai fired about thirty shots and finished the job.
After four days of killing thirty or forty clones of the Dream Demon and suffering from insomnia due to Duan Ke's absence, Qin Huai was truly exhausted. His eyelids drooped lazily as he wiped the hot barrel of the gun in his hand.
Without warning, an intuition struck him. Qin Huai continued cleaning his gun, glancing outside the cell as if sensing something, but saw nothing.
Even though he didn't see it, Qin Huai still curled the corners of his lips slightly and lowered his eyes again.
The little guy is really brave. He didn't learn his lesson after being caught once.
Qin Huai reviewed his performance just now and sighed deeply in his heart. He didn't know if he had scared the child. Duan Ke had calmed down a lot now, and how long he would have to obey the cold shoulder.
Thinking of the cold bed he would probably have to face again tonight, Qin Huai sighed sincerely in front of his subordinates.
The judge took off his blood-stained gloves. He opened his phone and sent a message to Duan Ke.
【Baby, I miss you so much. 】
Don't walk too fast after dinner, as it may cause stomach discomfort.
I've been working for a long time, and my hands are so tired I can't lift them anymore. Can I have a goodnight kiss as a reward tonight?
Qin Huai looked at the screen for a few seconds, thinking that she would not receive any news from her boyfriend, and was about to put away her phone.
But his phone suddenly vibrated, and a new reply popped up. Qin Huai raised an eyebrow and looked at the chat box.
[…Does your hand really hurt? ]
Why do you suddenly care about this?
Qin Huai didn't understand why, but there was no way he wouldn't climb the pole. Qin Huai sent a crying emoji and typed again.
[It hurts a lot, but it won't hurt anymore if I hug you.]
【Can we sleep together tonight? 】
The subordinates nearby had cleaned up the bodies and stood there at a loss, not knowing whether to disband or not.
They looked at Qin Huai's indifferent expression, wondering if there had been another sudden monster uprising. However, no one imagined that the commander was sending messages that completely contradicted his expression. The last message he sent was a crying cat head.
Duan Ke stopped sending messages and called directly. Qin Huai gladly accepted it and answered it in front of everyone.
"Baby." Qin Huai said softly, "What's wrong?"
"……fool."
Duan Ke's tone was a little awkward, "I hit you so hard, why did you stay here for so long? And you didn't even go get treatment."
"I can't bear to leave." Qin Huai looked down at the bruise on his hand. "Except for this, all traces of you on my body have disappeared...and you refused to accompany me."
Qin Huai's voice was a little low, with just the right amount of pathetic intensity. Duan Ke's last bit of anger was completely extinguished by Qin Huai.
He stammered, "Come to your office."
"Why?"
Qin Huai said, "I'm getting off work soon, honey. Do you mean I should work overtime and not go home? But the ingredients for tonight's supper are already prepared, and I want to go home and cook for you."
The subordinates beside him had already turned pale and were sweating profusely. They all lowered their heads and pretended to be dead bodies.
"...I told you you are so stupid! Come here now...quickly!" Duan Ke said.
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