Chapter 23 Little Deer Servant x Father and Son x Substitute x Touching Little Jie
Yuya Kojima stepped barefoot onto the tatami mat in the changing room, and the comfortable feel under his feet made him scratch it.
He heard Xia Youjie's footsteps behind him.
Xia Youjie walked to the wardrobe, opened the door, and Youye peeked in.
Inside were dozens of robes, all the same style and color, only the patterns on them were different.
—But the central theme is still the deer.
Xia Youjie stepped aside slightly to make room for Yuye: "Yuye, you can choose any of them."
Yuya's expression immediately turned serious. He took out all his clothes and spread them out on the bed.
He carefully compared the patterns on the robes and finally chose one that showed a complete deer from the front.
He also liked the deer's posture; it was with its eyes closed, its head slightly tilted and resting against its neck.
"Just this one."
Xia Youjie nodded, stretched out his hand, and said in a coaxing tone, "Then, can I start experiencing the part where the little deer servant helps me change clothes?"
Xiao Luyou couldn't help but retort: "How does wearing clothes make someone a servant?"
“Generally speaking, if someone helps another person get dressed, they’re either a superior or subordinate, or they’re a couple. Could it be that she’s not Little Deer’s servant, but Little Deer’s wife?” Xia Youjie smiled meaningfully.
Yuya thought for a moment: "Father and son or brothers would be fine too."
Xia Youjie's expression froze.
When Xiao Lu Youye saw Xia Youjie's embarrassed expression, he couldn't help but chuckle.
He made his peers suffer for the first time, and it felt like he had grasped some secret.
Xiao Lu Youye cleared his throat: "Xia You, come on, let's change your clothes."
Xia Youjie hadn't expected to hear that answer just now, and naturally, he couldn't have anticipated this kind of conversation. He couldn't help but say, "Youye, do you know that what you're doing is a bit perverted?"
Xiao Luyou remained calm: "After all, I've been with you guys for a long time. If I become abnormal, it just means I've integrated into your group."
He took the initiative and sat down on the large sofa next to him, which was used for resting. Then he waved to Xia Youjie: "Come on, didn't you want to change your clothes?"
Now it's Xia Youjie who's nervous.
He swallowed slightly and slowly walked up to Yuya.
Xiao Lu Youye then realized that it seemed inconvenient for him to change Xia Youjie's clothes while sitting down. He hadn't thought of this when he subconsciously wanted to sit down because he felt tired of standing.
Just as he was about to get up, Xia Youjie placed his hand on his shoulder. The pressure wasn't strong, but it was enough to stop him in place.
Then, Xiao Luyou also saw Xia Youjie slowly kneel down on one knee in front of him.
"Yu, you can sit down. This height should be convenient for you, right?"
Seeing that Youye was still in a daze, Xia Youjie smiled.
"What's wrong?"
"Yu, Ye, brother, brother."
**
Something felt off, but Yuya couldn't quite put his finger on it.
He was no longer as composed as before, and could only begin to help Xia Youjie take off his clothes.
Even though he was sitting while Xia Youjie was kneeling, he felt his presence was being suppressed by the other. His hands trembled slightly as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing that his heart was not at peace.
Xiao Lu You also covered Xia Youjie's eyes with one hand, somewhat annoyed: "Don't keep looking at me, it's making me nervous."
Xia Youjie said innocently, "I didn't do anything."
"No, your gaze is already harassing me."
Xia Youjie didn't struggle: "Okay, but it's not very convenient for Youye to use only one hand, is it?"
Of course, Xiao Lu Youye doesn't have any special skills in undressing people with one hand. But he also doesn't believe that Xia Youjie will obediently listen to him just by closing his eyes.
Yuya Kojiro also remembered what he had just seen in the closet.
Xia Youjie felt the warmth on his eyes leave, and before he could open them, something soft and cool covered him. It wrapped around his face and finally tied itself in a knot at the back of his head.
Ah... it's the tie from the closet.
Looking at the person kneeling on one knee in front of him, whose eyes were covered with his tie, Yuya belatedly realized what was happening.
Something seems... a little off, doesn't it?
The other person's chest was exposed as he had unbuttoned his shirt, and he looked somewhat helpless because his vision was blocked.
Suddenly, I felt something was amiss.
Xiao Lu You hesitated before taking off Xia Youjie's jacket, revealing his muscular chest. Xia Youjie's body didn't look like that of a fourteen-year-old at all; aside from his height of 1.8 meters, his muscles were also very well-developed.
If we're just comparing physical skills, Natsumi is superior to Gojo Satoru. His inverted triangle physique is also perfect, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
Xiao Lu Youye thought he was being very discreet as he pinched Xia Youjie's upper arm; it was hard and powerful. After touching his shoulder, he then touched Xia Youjie's abs.
My fingertips traced the surface little by little.
One, two, three... there are eight pieces.
It seems that not everyone can have eight-pack abs. It depends on individual genes. Some people are genetically limited to having only six-pack abs, and no amount of exercise will increase that.
He didn't have a single piece of clothing on him.
Only a soft, weak belly.
Yuya was distracted and didn't notice that his subordinate's body had become tense.
This was a sweet burden for Xia Youjie.
Having a great body that can make your sweetheart's heart flutter is certainly wonderful, but this kind of elusive, half-hearted touch is truly torturous.
Xia Youjie suddenly reached out and grabbed Youye.
"Brother, aren't you done touching me yet?"
Yuya blushed instantly: "W-Why are you calling me like that all of a sudden!"
"Based on age, shouldn't I actually be calling Yuya 'older brother'?"
"But you don't usually call me that!"
"That was my fault. Thinking about it carefully, I'm younger than Yuya, but I don't use honorifics. It's not polite at all. I'll call Yuya 'brother' properly from now on."
Noticing that Yuya wanted to pull his hand back, Xia Youjie exerted a little force, guiding the other's hand downwards.
"Brother, it's cold without any clothes on. Let's hurry up."
"Now that you've taken off your clothes, it's time to take off your pants."
Yuya's eyes widened: "You have to take your pants off?!"
"Of course, it's a full set of clothes," Xia Youjie said, suppressing a laugh. "Have you ever seen anyone wearing casual pants under a monk's robe?"
Yuya stammered, "There's no precedent, but you... you can set a precedent. I think that's pretty fashionable, anyway... anyway, your robe is already the most unique."
He lowered his head, thinking he was seeing things.
Xia Youjie's pants were bulging.
Looking back on what happened today, Xiao Lu Youye really wished he could find a person with the ability to erase memories and delete both his and Xia Youjie's memories.
Right now, looking at that lump, he thought it was because his sitting posture caused the air to bulge out of his pants.
So he instinctively pressed it down with his hand.
Yes, use your hand to press it down.
"Hmm..." A muffled groan escaped Xia Youjie's throat, and Xiao Lu Youye's eyes slowly widened. Only then did he realize what he had done.
Wait a minute, he just pressed down on Xia Youjie's?
As if burned by something, Xiaolu You also pulled his hand back sharply.
"I didn't mean to."
Xia Youjie hadn't expected this to happen: "Actually, if You did it on purpose, I wouldn't mind."
Yuya Kojima's voice rose in a panic: "I wouldn't do something like this on purpose—by the way, why is it hard now?!"
"Because my brother was touching me the whole time."
Xiao Luyou was so shocked by Xia Youjie's blunt words that he lost his voice.
“…I didn’t touch him, okay, I did touch him, but I only touched him lightly, and for just a few seconds. Besides, I didn’t touch him at all, you’re being too sensitive. Oh no, what am I talking about?”
Joining the Panxing Sect was a mistake; he shouldn't have come.
If I hadn't come over, I wouldn't have been curious about how Xia Youjie handled the appointment; if I wasn't curious, I wouldn't have agreed to change his clothes; if I hadn't agreed to change his clothes, I wouldn't have been able to touch him...
Ugh! I wish I could just disappear from here right now.
Xia Youjie said slowly and deliberately, "Actually, it's nothing. It's a normal physiological reaction, and it can actually indicate that you are healthy."
"If you feel embarrassed, brother, can I touch you back? That way we'll be even."
?
What kind of equalization method is this?
Seeing that Xia Youjie was about to speak again, and worried that he might say something shocking, Youye quickly covered his mouth and put on his clothes. In a hasty movement, he successfully slipped Xia Youjie's right hand into his left sleeve.
"Alright, alright, you're dressed now. You can go greet your guests. I'll wait for you outside."
After saying that, Xiao Luyou ran away.
Hearing the footsteps fading into the distance, Xia Youjie reluctantly pulled off the tie covering his face, stood up, and calmly changed his clothes.
That's enough.
If we do anything more, we might really scare people away.
But it was a pleasant surprise.
In the corridor, Xiaolu Youye kept trying to hypnotize himself.
"It's okay, it's nothing. We're all guys, a little touch is nothing. It's normal, don't worry about it. Besides, it was just a touch through his pants, we've showered together and seen each other naked... It's alright, forget about it, just forget about it."
Xia Youjie came out at some point, and Xiao Luyou was so engrossed in his own thoughts that he didn't even notice the other's footsteps.
The voice Xia Youjie could lower was in my ear.
"If my brother needs it, I don't mind if he takes off his pants and touches me."
Dodging the hand that Xiaolu Youye was about to strike, Xia Youjie took a few steps back.
He changed into a full set of kasaya robes, his long black hair was divided into two parts, the upper part was tied up with a wooden deer-shaped hairpin, and the lower part was casually draped over his shoulders.
The large kasaya fit him perfectly, and the little deer embroidered with gold thread looked just as You had imagined, leaning against Xia Youjie.
He had both hands tucked into his sleeves, a broad smile on his face.
Sunlight streamed through the glass and fell upon him, giving him an air of sanctity.
—He looks like a big boss who can swindle millions with just a few words.
Why didn't Yuya Kojima react to what you just said?
He has come to regard himself as deaf, refusing to listen or speak unless absolutely necessary.
Xia Youjie stopped teasing Xiao Lu Youye and led the way.
"Let's go and greet our guests."
**
Xiao Lu Youye followed Xia Youjie to the 33rd floor. Outside the empty room, a woman was waiting. Her long red dress accentuated her swaying figure, and when she saw Xia Youjie, she was more casual than she had been with others.
"The person inside is Shigenaga Kamiya, the vice president of Higashido Co., Ltd. According to him, he has been feeling extremely tired every night, as if he is being paralyzed by a ghost. When he is asleep, he can hear other people breathing and hear people telling him to die and pay with his life."
The woman's gaze inadvertently swept over Yuya, not daring to look at him for long: "The actual situation is that a level one cursed spirit has entangled him. It looks like a vengeful cursed spirit, formed from the resentment of his ex-wife whom he killed."
"He has a very low aggression towards women but a very high aggression towards men. Please be careful, Master."
Xia Youjie nodded slightly: "I understand."
"The tea and drinks are ready. If you need anything, just let me know."
"Oh, by the way, Ms. Shimizu, could you please pour Yuya a glass of milk?"
milk?
Miss Shimizu was surprised, but her expression remained unchanged: "Okay, I'll bring it over in a bit."
Yuya asked in confusion, "Why milk?"
"Drinking milk and supplementing calcium will help you grow taller."
Xiao Lu You also angrily kicked Xia Youjie, but Xia Youjie, as if he had expected it, grabbed his ankle and said, "Don't be angry. You're still growing. Drink more milk and you'll be as tall as me and Wu in the future."
He spoke seriously, and Yu hesitated slightly: "Really?"
"It's true, drinking milk can even whiten your skin. Look at Wu, he's so fair-skinned."
Xiao Lu You also thought about it seriously, then suddenly his face darkened: "You lied to me! If drinking milk could make you white, how come you're black?"
Xia Youjie blinked: "My skin tone is normal, it's not that dark."
He gently put Yuya's leg down: "Okay, let's go inside."
Xia Youjie pushed open the door, and inside sat a man who looked rather pot-bellied. He was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he was fanning himself vigorously with a fan.
When he saw Xia Youjie, he practically scrambled over to her.
"Lord Natsuyu, you've finally arrived. I didn't know Miss Shimizu had told you everything about my situation. You don't know, I've been feeling increasingly unwell lately. I feel like something is choking me, and it's getting harder and harder to breathe..."
He talked on and on about how uncomfortable he felt.
Yuya's gaze fell on his neck.
Unseen by ordinary people, a tall, thin, humanoid cursed spirit, like a blood-sucking leech, clung tightly to the man. Its hands gripped the man's neck, ensuring he wouldn't die, but causing him increasing suffering.
That suffocating feeling of difficulty breathing is quite similar to the feeling of wanting to die but being unable to.
Noticing Yuya's gaze, the cursed spirit raised its head, its two black holes, lacking eyeballs, "looking" at him.
Yuya immediately looked away: It's none of his business, don't look at him.
Xia Youjie was somewhat annoyed by the voices around him.
These disgusting people mostly use the same set of excuses.
"I don't know why this happened." "I don't understand how I ended up in this situation."
No matter what, he always portrays himself as a saint, kind to others and never doing anything bad.
It's truly pitiful that such a kind-hearted person encountered something like this.
But what is the reality?
Betraying childhood friends by deliberately plotting to bankrupt them; betraying one's wife by sleeping with her best friend... these kinds of things are all too common.
The more scum someone is, the more likely they are to attract cursed spirits.
Perhaps by gathering all the scum of the world together, we can cultivate the strongest cursed spirit.
After all, their evil surpasses even that of cursed spirits.
Even though he desperately wanted the person in front of him to disappear, Xia Youjie suppressed his agitation, considering the money the other party could offer and the curious gazes of those around him.
He gave a calming smile: "Mr. Shangdong, it does sound like a troublesome matter, but there's no need to rush."
"You know I can solve any problem."
Shang Dongzhi wiped his sweat. He was always arrogant in front of others, but he appeared very humble in front of Xia Youjie. His hunched back made him look like a shrimp: "Master Xia is right. There is no problem that you cannot solve."
"Let's sit down and talk about it slowly."
Xia Youjie sat in the main seat, and Xiao Luyou sat down next to him.
Seeing a face he'd never seen before, Ueto Shigeaki felt a pang of curiosity. But he was a smart man; he knew what to say and what not to say.
So I didn't ask anything.
Ms. Shimizu knocked on the door, came in, brought Yuya a glass of milk, and then left.
Xia Youjie looked troubled: "I have a general understanding of Mr. Shangdong's situation. I also have a solution."
Shang Dongzhiyong was overjoyed: "Then I'll trouble you!"
Xia Youjie looked troubled: "However, your matter this time is more difficult, so it's more complicated to resolve than in the past..."
He didn't need to spell it out clearly for Shang Dongzhiyong to understand: "I know it's difficult, so the amount of money required to ask Master Xiayou for help is naturally different."
"Fifty million, is fifty million okay?!"
"puff--"
Xiao Luyou couldn't hold it in any longer and spat out the milk all over the table, some of it splashing onto Xia Youjie's cassock. The black cassock now had a few white spots.
"Sorry, sorry, I choked just now." Good heavens, what's the difference between this and robbery? Just exorcising a cursed spirit and you get fifty million? This level one cursed spirit doesn't seem very strong; he could probably handle it.
It was just a matter of lifting a finger, and 50 million was in hand? It seems like the other party practically begged for it.
If making money is this easy, it feels like I could ride roughshod over Chief Mori just by taking a few orders.
For the sake of the money, Chief Mori won't be angry.
Xia Youjie wasn't angry. He grabbed a few tissues and wiped Xiaolu Youye's mouth first. After being interrupted, he took care of the milk stains on his clothes.
"Fifty million is not enough to resolve this incident, because it is a powerful evil spirit."
"It needs to be increased by at least double."
Yuya almost bit his tongue: One hundred million?!
Shang Dongzhiyong looked troubled and conflicted: "Master Xiayou, is there no other way? I really can't come up with 100 million in cash right now. My wife is busy with our divorce proceedings and wants a lot of money from me..."
He spoke slowly, glancing at Xia Youjie every now and then, hoping the other would say something like offering a discount.
But Xia Youjie just drank his buckwheat tea and said, "This is an evil spirit. If it's not dealt with, Mr. Shangdong won't live more than a week."
Ueto Shigenaga immediately became anxious: "Is it that serious?"
"Mr. Shangdong must be feeling it himself, right? His breathing is getting more and more difficult. Aren't you worried that one day he'll fall asleep and never wake up again?"
"Money is just an external thing. As long as Mr. Shangdong is alive, he can earn as much as he wants." Xia Youjie's voice was full of seductive meaning.
Yuya Kojiro: No. Even if 99% of the people in this world lived for a million years, they still wouldn't be able to earn a hundred million.
Ugh, I'm getting more and more annoyed by rich people. They always make making a hundred million sound as easy as making a hundred dollars.
Shang Dongzhi's expression changed for a long time before he finally gritted his teeth and said, "I understand. I'll have my secretary make the payment right now."
"Excuse me, I'm going to make a phone call."
Watching Shang Dongzhi walk away, Xiao Luyou leaned close to Xia Youjie's ear and whispered, "Do you make a hundred million on every single deal?"
He asked almost in a breathy voice, his hot breath and the wary look on his face as he looked around, worried about being overheard, all made Xia Youjie want to pull him into his arms and rub him.
"Of course not, most of them are between ten million and thirty million. But I don't like him, and when I'm in a bad mood, I'll ask for an exorbitant price."
Yuya's eyes widened: "This works?"
“Why not? He doesn’t have to contact me,” Xia Youjie said, pinching Xiao Luyou’s cheek as he looked at him with a look of utter disbelief. “He’s no good. The so-called wife who’s in a divorce case with him is just a lie he’s spreading. His company’s stock price has fluctuated because of this, and many people are selling their shares, which makes it easy for him to get people to buy them at a low price.”
"In short, this is no good thing."
Shang Dongzhi quickly finished the call, a hint of pain still visible on his face. This was almost half of his cash flow; after giving it all away, his other plans would inevitably have to be put on hold for the time being.
But it was worth it; no amount of money could compare to his life.
With the money in his account, Xia Youjie didn't need to prepare anything extra.
He raised his hand and quickly transformed the cursed spirit into a cursed spirit jade.
In Shang Dongzhiyong's view, all his discomfort disappeared as soon as the powerful leader of the Panxing Sect raised his hand.
He moved his neck with delight, and the stiffness completely disappeared.
"Master Xia You, you are truly amazing!"
Watching Shang Dongzhiyong leave with profuse thanks, Xiao Luyou felt a little hesitant to speak: "So, in less than half an hour, you got a hundred million and a level one cursed spirit delivered to your door without you having to look for it yourself?"
Xia Youjie nodded with a smile.
"Of course, it couldn't have been done to this extent at the beginning. But the Panxing Cult has been developing for many years and is trusted by many people. The first thing that comes to mind for those who are unwilling to go to the Curse Supervision Association is the Panxing Cult."
"Once this step is achieved, the price can be increased gradually."
"Time and time again, you're growing faster than inflation."
Yuya Kojiro recalled the scene just now: "Even if you said it was very difficult, in his eyes you could solve the problem with a wave of your hand. Won't he think you're lying to him? Maybe he won't come again in the future."
Xia Youjie gently brushed the fallen bangs behind her ear.
"Does Yuya want to learn?"
"There are secrets to getting people to willingly part with their money and willingly be scammed."
Xiao Lu You also wanted to nod, but remembering that she had dressed Xia Youjie out of curiosity when processing the appointment, she immediately became wary: "No need, consider it a trade secret, I'm not that curious."
Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he wanted to run, but Xia Youjie was faster.
Xia Youjie reached out and grabbed Yuya. With a slight change of direction, he pinned Yuya down.
"Those who come to the Panxing Sect must leave something behind before they can leave."
Money, curses... or even life.
"Has Yuya decided what to leave for me?"
"How about leaving yourself to me? I can teach Yuya step by step."
Xiao Lu Youye looked at his reflection in Xia Youjie's eyes. Although the current scene seemed like a joke, he could sense the seriousness of Xia Youjie's question.
It doesn't sound like a joke.
Xia Youjie really wanted him to leave her with him.
Or perhaps it wasn't "stay," but some other meaning he didn't quite understand.
"This is your honest opinion."
It wasn't a question; Yuya's tone was certain.
He couldn't help but ask himself a question that had always been a source of curiosity.
"Why are you always like this? Your attitude towards me can't even be described as enthusiastic. You frequently get too close to me, constantly conveying that you need me."
Is it because I resemble someone else?
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Touching Satoru's butt and then touching Gon's penis, that makes perfect sense, right?
Baby, you have no idea, your tummy is really... well, nice. The whole story won't have a single angst; it's basically a silly and sweet romance.
I thought Yuya was crazy and irrational from the very first chapter, but now I really can't hold it in anymore. I think the part of this story where I least deviated from the character's original design is when Gomi goes crazy (?).
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