Chapter 114: Godfather (I don’t know the date) I have been wandering for half my life and have never met him…
Chaomu felt that the little black face was a little strange.
This guy first showed an unyielding look of disgust and cruelly rejected the player's scam; in the middle, his attitude subtly changed, and he actually felt sympathy for her and said some caring words... but it was obvious that he still had no intention of letting her scam succeed.
But now, his attitude has changed 180 degrees. Not only did he suddenly stop her and showed signs of agreeing to the scam, he even took the initiative to ask her if she was short of money!
Could this really happen? Is the Black-Faced Little Man so kind? This isn't the evil Black-Faced Little Man, it's clearly Godfather Number Two or Three... How many godfathers does she have?
"Did the sun rise from the west today...?" Chaomu grabbed his shirt in shock, looking him up and down, almost flipping his eyelids with her hand. "I don't have any debuffs... Are you really a little black face? Who possessed you?"
Whether it was a subtle sense of guilt or something else, Amuro Toru was being touched by her on tiptoe for quite a while. The young girl's hands were as hot as the sun penetrating into his collar, warm to the touch, and extremely aggressive, without any scruples.
...Why is this guy so skilled at it...and where is she touching?
Seeing her about to check her heartbeat after taking her pulse, he couldn't help but grab her wrist, trying to freeze her movements. "...I just feel sorry for those innocent people forced into your performance art... Wait, where are you putting your hands?"
"I just want to confirm whether you are the original Little Black Face." Chao Mu was very strong. Even when he pinched his wrist, he was not immediately restrained. He even slid with him for a while, poked his chest with his fingertips, and said righteously, "Just looking at your face and the surface can't determine whether you are someone else in disguise. Maybe someone disguised themselves as Little Black Face to fool me? I must use a more reliable method to verify-"
In most novels and films, disguises usually only cover the face; the body can't be replaced. She'd seen him sleeping naked before, and had experienced close contact with him when she was a hamster. She still remembered the feel and appearance... If she wanted to verify Little Black Face's true identity, the quickest way was to strip him down and take a look.
However, this kind of examination only checks the physical body; if he's been possessed by someone else, we still won't be able to find out. After all, there are curses and the setting of the deadly fire in the game. Who knows, maybe there really is a ghost possessing him?
Amuro Toru didn't know whether she was possessed by a ghost or not. Although things like disguise sounded outrageous, considering that he had seen Vermouth disguised as someone else with his own eyes, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Asamu's speculation.
...No, what did she mean? He was so kind and wanted to help her, but she thought he was someone else pretending? Was he really that bad in her mind?!
She had ripped off two buttons on the blond's collar. Unable to bear it any longer, he tightened his grip on her wrists. "What's this verification? You're just taking advantage of the situation! Can you be a little more serious? Just tell me what you need help with. If you need money, I'd lend you some..."
He has made such a big sacrifice and decided to provide her with some help, what is this guy still doing... Can't he think more about the money?
When he said this, Chaomu began to doubt him even more - he actually offered to lend her money. Was he still a serious little black face? Gigolos like him and Shen'er usually only took money in and never gave it out, so how could they lend money to others?
But looking at his slightly messy blond hair, open collar, and somewhat shy look, and then taking a look at the texture of the dark chest muscles under the white shirt... looking closely at the outline of the chest muscles, it seems to be him.
While the two were pulling each other, Mimi Moroboshi had already alertly dropped the can of tuna and ran to Chaomu's legs.
He flicked his tail twice on the ground, and looked up at the scene in front of him, his whiskers twitching slightly: Although he had expected it, but looking at her expression... he didn't know if he was protecting her or Bourbon if he tried to stop her.
Noticing Chaomu's gaze, even though he had long been accustomed to using his appearance as a weapon, Amuro Toru still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
He gathered his collar, took a few steps back, and completely distanced himself from her before continuing with a forced politeness: "...It's not impossible to lend you some money. Just to be clear, it's just to help you through a temporary difficulty, so I need an IOU..."
If she couldn't pay the rent or was short of money to live, it wouldn't be a bad idea for him to lend her some money temporarily to help her through the difficult times. It would be better than letting her go to Hagiwara Matsuda or Hiro because she had nowhere to stay.
Seeing that she is so poor that she has to find someone to scam her - even someone she hates - the child must have gone crazy because of poverty.
To his surprise, Chaomu actually had no intention of lending him money: "It's not a question of money..."
The main thing is that her task is actually to live in someone's house, and giving money has little to do with her task... Oh, no, if you have money and meet someone like Shen'er, you can use money to buy an opportunity for cohabitation.
Thinking of this, the player's refusal shifted, but she didn't outright say she was dead. Perhaps sensing her change of heart, a selection box popped up in front of her.
[Ding! You have activated the special event: Explosive Gold Coins]
Your neighbor, Toru Amuro, thinks you look poor, so out of kindness he's decided to lend you some money. He's a gigolo, and he drives a luxury car. Would you like to borrow some money?
Since she was right next to her master, Mimi Moroboshi, who had just moved over and stood beside her legs, also saw the options panel. Her beard trembled slightly, and a hint of human speechlessness appeared in her green eyes.
[Option A: (Covering her chest, a tear slowly sheds) I want Amuro-kun's heart more than money! ]
Option B: (Kneeling down and hugging his thighs without hesitation) If you don't abandon me, I'd like to be your adoptive father. So, could you give me a billion yen right now? And let me move into your house to fulfill my filial duty... Of course, a daughter should live with her father!
[Option C: (With a crooked smile, he confidently grabs his collar and shakes it) You said it, Lao Deng. Give me some gold coins, and I'll pay you back in my next life.]
If Dai Moroboshi were to look at these three options, each one would be very abstract, and choosing any one of them would feel very wrong.
But the one who had to make the choice was Chaomu. The black cat instinctively covered its eyes with its paws, not wanting to watch the next scene: I don't know whether she would choose B or C...
Between B or C, Chaomu chose or.
After all, option B is a bit too flattering. If she were facing Amuro Toru, she still couldn't do such a thing.
"When I think about it carefully, money is not very important. What's important is where the money is and where the love is." She tugged at Amuro Toru's sleeve with genuine affection, her golden eyes practically showing the symbol of gold coins. "It's like this, Amuro-kun. As you can see, I've been wandering for half my life without finding a wise master. If you don't abandon me, you can give me 1 billion and let me live in your house—"
"——In exchange, it's okay for me to call you daddy."
The black cat at her feet sighed softly. Amuro Toru: “…………?”
Although he had long known that Chaomu's train of thought was different from that of ordinary people, the direction of the plot still caught him off guard: "Wait, who said I need you to call me dad..."
He was stunned, but Chaomu had no intention of letting him go.
After all, it was so easy for the little black face to show such a silly look, and she would be at a loss if she didn't take the opportunity to make some money from him.
"If you can't get a billion all at once, a few tens of millions a month in installments is fine." She felt very understanding, lowered her standards a bit, and even promised him something. "In return, I will be honest and filial. I'll occasionally go where you ask me to go, and I'll try my best to do small tasks like running errands."
It's not like players just take the money and do nothing—it's just that without Raccoon Coins, she'll be a little lazy. But Blackface wouldn't be so stingy, right? No way? What's the point of being a sugar daddy if he doesn't give her Raccoon Coins or special skills or items?
"I was just asking for money... Who asked you to be filial? When did I ever say I wanted to do something so weird..."
She was standing so close that the abacus beads almost hit Amuro Toru's face. Unable to bear it any longer, he pressed her head down, his tone becoming increasingly serious: "And who taught you to say that? You used to work very hard... Why do you suddenly want to rely on your dad to make money? Who taught you that?"
Did Hagiwara and Matsuda know she had this idea? Hadn't she always worked hard? Despite her poor family background and difficult life, she hadn't strayed from the right path. The ladies had actually taken good care of her... What had given her the idea of taking shortcuts?
"There's no need to learn this," Chaomu replied confidently, not realizing he was being serious. "My stomach isn't very good, so it's only natural for me to want to live off others—so when will Dad send me the money?"
There's no conflict between players working hard and wanting to get free rewards. Besides, she's not a freeloader, so isn't it acceptable for her to work for him? I don't know if the rewards for the tasks issued by the black-faced guy are much.
Although he had always been wary of Chaomu, when he really noticed something bad about her, Amuro Toru still felt more anxious than anyone else.
She'd clearly already gotten through the most challenging times... why had she suddenly fallen to this point...? She was even calling "Daddy" so skillfully... who else had she called that before...
She is so flexible even towards the people she hates. Has she called Hagiwara or Hiro like this before...?
The blond young man's expression grew darker, but the corners of his lips actually lifted slightly, revealing a false smile: "...It's only natural..."
The short-haired girl looked at him innocently, her hands tugging at his sleeves. She'd clearly disliked him before, but today she was quite friendly with him, as if all past grudges had been written off… Could it be so easily written off? Was she not worried at all that he might have some ill intentions towards her?
Or did she actually have ulterior motives and was pretending to be heartless to test him?
The member of the organization codenamed Bourbon had a complicated mind. In a split second, he had already made a decision in his heart: today's events were too coincidental and abrupt, so he had to test her first... If she was not a bad person, then he would teach her not to think of taking shortcuts.
The moment he made the decision, he already had a dangerous smile on his face. He grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the wall. "Miss Chaomu, you should know this well, right? There is no such thing as a free lunch..."
With a snap, the limbs overlapped.
The blond youth looked down at her, his purple-gray eyes shadowed by his bangs, showing a dangerous dark hue. "If you want to be a gigolo, just calling me daddy isn't enough."
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