Chapter 200: Snake Tail "I will definitely customize a hole-punched one for you..."
Shen'er has always been a very professional gigolo.
He has always been aware of his talent in appearance, and has studied it carefully in order to make money. After comparing various aspects, he confirmed his strategy and image in the nightclub. Sure enough, in a very short time, he became the club's top gigolo - in addition to killing people, this is also his main source of income.
After years of training and seeing more clients, he became increasingly adept at pleasing women. For many wealthy women, feeding them food or serving them dark dishes as a prank was a form of pleasure. No matter how rough or oddly shaped the food was, theoretically, even if it was poisonous (their bodies were too strong to handle it), they could swallow it without batting an eyelid.
...At least before today, he had always had this confidence.
The girl in front of him was holding a bowl of medicine... It looked like a special medicine for the world of sorcery, with some strange curse added to it. There was no need to smell it or use any intuition, just look at it with your eyes, and human instinct would tell him that this thing could not be eaten.
We have to change the subject.
The desire to survive made him have such an idea.
It just so happened that after he was picked up, he seemed to have not yet thanked her, nor had he had time to radiate his charm to her to lay the foundation for his subsequent recovery - the impact of the astral plasma incident was still there. Since this girl was able to pick him up under the nose of that brat in the Gojo family, she should have a way to hide him here until he recovered.
A young girl who is powerful, rich, and has "good intentions" towards him is simply perfect...
"Is it you... who saved me?" He put himself in his best condition, making sure that he still maintained his masculinity despite being seriously injured, and that he was wild yet tender. His struggling movements were also extremely realistic, and everything was just right.
The girl's eyes seemed to change, a subtle glint of curiosity flickering in them. Her gaze shifted from his face to... the rise and fall of his chest muscles as he moved. He even felt that his acting skills had worked—she certainly wasn't indifferent to his appearance.
That's good.
"Saving my life is already a great favor." He hit the mark with one stroke, and then he prepared his next line. Using a complex tone of gratitude, self-mockery, and a hint of distance, he made her realize that he wasn't the type to accept charity with a clear conscience. "No need to waste so much time on me..."
Chaomu: I don’t understand. What are you talking about?
Even though Shen'er's current business state was quite new to her, she knew exactly what kind of man he was - would he be polite if he could get something for free? Was he using her as a rich woman to improve his favorability?
Who is trying to improve whose favorability? It's totally against Tiangang!
Before he could finish, she decisively shoved a spoonful of the medicine into his mouth. "You know it's a waste, why don't you drink it quickly? Don't waste the ingredients and my point card... Oh no, this isn't a point card game... But you're also wasting my time! Do you know how long I've been waiting here for you?"
Shen Er: “…………?”
Tianyu Tyrant's body should not have been easily suppressed by the girl in front of him who looked a bit muscular but definitely not like a strongman. However, she was easily manipulating him in her hands: pinching his cheeks, prying open his lips and tongue, pressing the spoon against the root of his tongue, and making him drink all the medicine before he retched.
...She was as skilled as the villainous maid in the palace fighting drama that one of his wealthy female clients loved to watch, who was responsible for giving the little white flower heroine drugs.
Under this coercion, he couldn't help but choke on tears. He tilted his head back awkwardly, his Adam's apple rolling, and some medicine dripped from the corner of his mouth: "Ahem, well..."
And her attitude seemed different from what he had initially expected. What did he mean by wasting her time... No, that's not right. He had forgotten - before he passed out, this strange girl seemed to have said something like "paying a lifetime debt"...
She saved him originally with other intentions... cough!
These thoughts all germinated in just a few seconds, between lightning and fire. When he came to his senses, Shen'er felt that it was mostly because of the bowl of medicine in front of him, which was hard to describe, emitted a black gas, and had the corpses of unknown animals and plants floating in the bowl, which made him feel that he could not live without thinking about other things.
But surprisingly...
After being forced to drink a bowl of medicine, he finally had time to savor the taste that remained in his mouth, and concluded that... it seemed... quite delicious?
"Don't look like I'm poisoning you," Chaomu casually placed the empty bowl on the coffee table, patted his dazed face with one hand, and said proudly, "Isn't the tonic soup I made delicious? It's also effective. If you finish this pot, your injuries should be healed in a week."
This is a tonic soup she made using healing potions, all-purpose mushrooms, watercress, tomatoes, squid tentacles, and other carefully selected ingredients! It took her three hours to cook! Isn't this amazing?
Although her words sounded like she was selling fake medicine, Shen Er glanced down at the penetrating wound that had been roughly filled, and fell into a brief contemplation: This kid might really be...something.
But his injury was no longer a big deal to him. What he needed to understand was why she had gone to so much trouble to rescue him from Six Eyes and heal him. His life wasn't worth much. If she wanted something he couldn't give her...
The girl still looked down at him, her fingertips touching his cheek. Her golden eyes didn't contain the usual lust between men and women, but rather a kind of relieved concern and openness.
"...Who are you?" Faced with that gaze, he gave up trying to be roundabout. "After you cure me, what do you want in return? Let me tell you in advance, my life is not as valuable as you think. If it's too difficult, I..."
It was the first time that Chaomu saw Shen'er show such an expression.
After all, due to the order of the game's plot, when she met Shen'er, he was already very familiar with her attitude. He always put on that gigolo face and split the profits with her, saying that his appearance fee was very expensive. He also said things like "I can even give you my life" in a joking tone...
Now, his frankness, tinged with a touch of caution and hesitation... seems quite serious. He seems to truly feel that his life is worthless, as if there's not much to cherish in life—and yet he still has Tsumiki and Megumi! Isn't he going to take them to the amusement park later?
Anyway, I don’t know why, but Chaomu feels a little angry when he sees him half dead and a little depressed.
"It's my decision whether it's expensive or not. You're my pet now—Tsumiki and Kei will have to work for me in the future, too, especially Kei. Ten shadow spells are summoning skills, right? Then I can summon ten or eight small animals to help me rummage through the trash can." She pinched the man's chin condescendingly, twisting it left and right. Seeing his pupils shrink at the mention of his children's names, he let out a wicked laugh. "But your children are still young, aren't they? You have to take responsibility, husband... sir."
Shen Er: “…………?”
Even though he felt that he was actually the type who lacked emotion and didn't care much about the child's life, his body unconsciously tensed up when he heard the dangerous woman in front of him who had no known origins mention the child's name.
"If you just want my body... there's no need to bring my children into the mix, Master." He raised his lips and smiled. "If we're playing master-servant, bringing two little kids along will only hinder my performance... As for what you want to play specifically, that depends on your orders."
Chaomu felt even more itchy: "My order..."
The progress bar for interacting with the pet did increase, but the list showed that Shen'er's intimacy level had only increased slightly since that bowl of soup. If she were to slowly increase her intimacy through daily quests like she and Mimi did at the beginning of the game, it would take her two hundred years... but back then, supplies and items were scarce, so quick success was impossible. She wouldn't have that kind of patience now.
As expected, cramming is more efficient in increasing favorability. There is still a lot of soup in the pot. If he drinks it all... Shen'er should be able to recover quickly to the person she knew.
The player wants it, the player does it. In the man's slightly confused gaze, Chaomu pinched his chin and said decisively: "I want you to change for me. I feel that feeding the medicine in snake form will be much easier."
...Do I still need to feed him medicine... No, that's not right. When did he have this ability... Huh?
It was at this time that Shen'er realized that there seemed to be something extra in his body.
It seemed to be some kind of special contract that tightly bound him to the girl in front of him, and he had to obey her orders - although he was not completely free, it was almost the same.
The contract already existed, and he felt it couldn't be broken with magic... at least not in the short term. This meant that for the time being, he could only be this little girl's pet... his previous battle of wits and courage to try and maneuver around it was pointless.
The corners of his lips twitched as he looked at the pet panel that appeared in front of him. Even though he had seen many wonderful spells, he still felt that this kid's ability was ridiculously cheating. "So... what kind of pet training game am I now... a pet?"
Is this the kind of pet she was talking about? He thought it was... Tsk.
"Correct! Ten more bowls of medicine as a reward," Chaomu patted his head approvingly, as if patting a puppy. "Change quickly. Snakes seem to eat by slurping, without the swallowing process. They should be easy to feed. You want to get better soon, too, right?"
She casually brought the large pot of medicine over and lifted her legs to sit on Shen'er. This position, pressed tightly against her waist and abdomen, should have been very ambiguous, but she did it without any guilt, as if she had no thoughts of that at all... She only took a second look at his plump abdominal muscles.
...I always feel that his days will not be easy in the future.
Jiner instinctively held her waist to help her sit steadily. After thinking it over for a while, he decided to cooperate. Like his predecessor (actually, he might also be his junior) Akai Shuichi, he wisely realized that if he didn't obey, he would probably be tortured even worse.
It didn't matter. He hadn't insisted in the first place, so he decisively chose to obey: "Let me study how to change it first...Is it here?"
It's really strange that he, an insulator who was born without any cursed energy, actually possessed a "special ability" at this time... turning into a snake.
...It doesn't seem entirely right.
He maintained his human form, and exchanged glances with the girl on his body. A thick, pitch-black snake tail extended from his tailbone, lashing out across the ground.
Chaomu also fell into deep thought.
Half-beast form... the tail actually grew from here? She thought his half-beast form would be like Squalo's, with his lower body directly turning into a snake tail/fish tail.
She looked down along the tail. Perhaps because the tail was too prominent, the man held her and leaned slightly to the side, pushing up her tights a little. Her strong waist and hips were covered with dark scales, and the snake's tail hung lazily behind her, with the tip swaying from side to side.
"...I feel like a maid outfit is more suitable for you," she said with a heartfelt sigh, "I will definitely make you a maid outfit with holes in it."
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The author has something to say: Hehehe, a mere little black snake can't escape from the palm of King Raccoon!
I wrote, deleted, deleted, and wrote again + procrastination set in. My sleep and rest schedule these past two days hasn't been quite right... No, no, no...
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