Chapter 102: Slaughter Secret Society (IV)
{cw: sexual stereotyping}
When the rain stopped the next day, Qi Leren, who had been exercising at home for half a day, received a banquet invitation from a bat sent by Mrs. Kathleen. Qi Leren put the invitation letter in his inventory and went into the bathroom with deep pain - the make-up.
Yes, this was also a new skill he had mastered in ten days. Except for the red tattoo on the corner of his eye, which was painted with special material and had to be erased with special chemicals, all the other dressings have to be prepared by himself. Of course, these styles were all designed by the Trials Office, and strived to make anyone think at first sight that he was a gay man with a good “yooooo” aesthetic.
Qi Leren did not protest against this, but he insisted that a person’s sexual orientation could not be judged from his appearance. Even if he was dressed in a straight style, it didn’t mean that his sexual orientation was straight. However, the court rejected his opinion, and their purpose was to make him look like a gay man. As for whether he was or not, the Court indicated that they couldn’t control him.
Half an hour later, Qi Leren looked at his unrecognizable self in the mirror and felt melancholy.
Although make-up was a good skill to have, a man doing it would be treated as a pervert…
After finishing crossdressing, Qi Leren finally examined himself in front of the mirror. Today’s clothes weren’t low-necked and open-navel, but it looked strange after being accessorized with a collar. It was like going to an S&M party with a whip tied around the waist.
Qi Leren repeatedly hypnotized himself. Right now he was Red, not Qi Leren, so he walked out of the house with his head held high. Of course, in order to keep a low profile, he still put on his cloak.
On the way to the party, Qi Leren vaguely felt that someone seemed to be following him, probably from the Court, but he didn’t care. Soon he came to the place written on the invitation letter.
The present destination seemed to be a small bar, which was located in the area of the Twilight Township where most NPCs were concentrated. The handsome waiter outside the door asked him if he had an invitation letter, and after seeing the invitation letter sandwiched between Qi Leren’s fingers, he greeted him respectfully.
The feeling of being followed disappeared, and Qi Leren followed the waiter through the lively dance floor and walked into a quiet corridor.
“Keep walking along the hall, there is a door at the end, and someone will show you the way,” said the waiter.
Qi Leren snorted lightly, stuffed the common currency used between NPCs in Nightmare World into the waiter’s collar, and whispered in his ear lightly: “Thank you for guiding me, baby.”
The waiter turned red, and some took a step back in a panic. He bowed and left under the teasing gaze of Qi Leren. The speed was much faster than when he came, for fear of losing his virginity if he took a slow step.
Qi Leren’s “evil charm smile” had already reached an advanced level in the business of flirting with straight men, and he walked slowly to the waiter at the end of the corridor… Well, he had already seen the waiter opposite’s face pale. Good, it seemed that this was also a straight man, easy to flirt with.
“It’s fun to flirt with straight men” ——BY Qi Leren, who was having bitter fun.
After walking to the waiter and speaking flirtily, Qi Leren smoothly entered the space hidden in the bar’s basement. After the humble door was opened, mirrors and masks were hung on both sides of the wall behind the door. Each mask was beautifully decorated, looking gorgeous and elegant. Qi Leren couldn’t help but pay more attention to it.
“Are you Mr. Red? Welcome, welcome.” Assi, the young man who had been saved by Qi Leren, came out from the corner and spoke with awe and excitement.
After being rescued by Red yesterday, Assi has been thinking about this mysterious predecessor, and he was also very concerned about the man who’d played against Red. He vaguely felt that there was some kind of entanglement between them. After he told Mrs. Kathleen about it, Mrs. Kathleen just smiled and touched his cheek, saying that she also liked to play with the hierophants of the Holy See. Somehow, Assi’s heart was full of acidity.
Across from him Red nodded lightly, not caring about his complicated mood.
Assi took a masquerade mask off from the wall and put it on his face: “Mr. Red should also choose one. Our party is a masquerade, and everyone will be wearing a mask.”
With that said, he secretly looked at the side of Red’s face. He still looked so cold, but so charming, the delicate side of his face and that red tattoo in the yellow light filling him with a sense of colourful desire. With a smile on his face, he squinted at him, and his vapid, feminine voice sounded, “Oh? Why don’t you choose for me?”
Assi’s face turned red and he felt overwhelmed under Red’s gaze, and even the wound from being stabbed by the Trail didn’t hurt.
“I… I think this one is very nice and suitable for you, predecessor,” Assi said pointing to one of the masks.
The mask was a half-piece, covering only the upper half of the face and covered with golden wire-drawing. There were two bright red patterns at the position of the tear groove, just like two tears, and the corner of the mask had a moon-like arc, just to reveal the tattoo on his face.
Red stretched out his hand and took the mask off the wall, putting it on his face. The silver mask made him mysterious and elegant, while the tattoo exposed in the hollow part added a few charm points to him. He looked in the mirror on the wall for a while narcissistically, then turned to Assi and said, “You have a good eye.”
“Predecessor is the one who’s won the prize.”
Assi, who bowed his head as he spoke, suddenly saw a white and beautiful hand appear in front of his eyes. The slender index finger lifted his chin. He raised his face in panic and saw Red’s face close to his. The half-mask covered his upper face, but it highlighted the charming curve of his bright red lips. He was so close that he almost touched the tip of Assi’s nose.
“Don’t waste me saving your life. So… How are you going to repay me?” Red whispered in his ear.
Assi’s comely face suddenly rose with crimson, and he glanced at Red in a panic, and then, under his smiling gaze, he closed his eyes tightly, with a shy appearance allowing this to continue.
“…” Play, play it off!
Qi Leren growled in his heart, and stood stiffly in the same place, lying in the trough, talking about a good straight man! He’s a straight man pretending to be gay, and of course he only goes after straight men! What’s wrong with you, you little gay! He’d only done this twice yet already gotten caught by it?! People shouldn’t respond this well!
Assi, who didn’t wait for the kiss, secretly opened his eyes. The mysterious man who hooked his chin smiled lightly and bit him full on the earlobe: “You’re so cute.”
With that said, Red stepped back and blew him a kiss, swaying into the underground corridor.
Assi gawked at his back, and the earlobe he’d bitten was burning hot. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. Obviously he only liked women, but it was as if he’d been poisoned when he saw how attractive and charming the predecessor Red was. Even if he was a man, his heart beat faster for him.
Was it because the predecessor Red had saved him that he had that kind of nestling complex?
Assi shook his head to dismiss the blushing thoughts and quickly chased after him.
The low-key bronze door opened, loud music suddenly burst out, and gorgeous lights lit the basement, illuminating the room full of men and women having fun. Mrs. Kathleen, draped in tulle and leaning against the Roman column by the door, wore a feather mask and held a glass of bright wine. She showed a charming smile to Red as he stood at the door: “Welcome to our carnival feast. Have fun.”
After Red paused, he looked around at the men and women who were dressed revealingly and whispered, “My pleasure.”
In fact, at this moment, Qi Leren’s heart was broken: Hello, is this 110? Someone here is having a divine feast of the body, gathering people to have sex and wreak chaos. Come and save me!!!
Chapter 102: Slaughter Secret Society (IV)
{cw: sexual stereotyping}
When the rain stopped the next day, Qi Leren, who had been exercising at home for half a day, received a banquet invitation from a bat sent by Mrs. Kathleen. Qi Leren put the invitation letter in his inventory and went into the bathroom with deep pain - the make-up.
Yes, this was also a new skill he had mastered in ten days. Except for the red tattoo on the corner of his eye, which was painted with special material and had to be erased with special chemicals, all the other dressings have to be prepared by himself. Of course, these styles were all designed by the Trials Office, and strived to make anyone think at first sight that he was a gay man with a good “yooooo” aesthetic.
Qi Leren did not protest against this, but he insisted that a person’s sexual orientation could not be judged from his appearance. Even if he was dressed in a straight style, it didn’t mean that his sexual orientation was straight. However, the court rejected his opinion, and their purpose was to make him look like a gay man. As for whether he was or not, the Court indicated that they couldn’t control him.
Half an hour later, Qi Leren looked at his unrecognizable self in the mirror and felt melancholy.
Although make-up was a good skill to have, a man doing it would be treated as a pervert…
After finishing crossdressing, Qi Leren finally examined himself in front of the mirror. Today’s clothes weren’t low-necked and open-navel, but it looked strange after being accessorized with a collar. It was like going to an S&M party with a whip tied around the waist.
Qi Leren repeatedly hypnotized himself. Right now he was Red, not Qi Leren, so he walked out of the house with his head held high. Of course, in order to keep a low profile, he still put on his cloak.
On the way to the party, Qi Leren vaguely felt that someone seemed to be following him, probably from the Court, but he didn’t care. Soon he came to the place written on the invitation letter.
The present destination seemed to be a small bar, which was located in the area of the Twilight Township where most NPCs were concentrated. The handsome waiter outside the door asked him if he had an invitation letter, and after seeing the invitation letter sandwiched between Qi Leren’s fingers, he greeted him respectfully.
The feeling of being followed disappeared, and Qi Leren followed the waiter through the lively dance floor and walked into a quiet corridor.
“Keep walking along the hall, there is a door at the end, and someone will show you the way,” said the waiter.
Qi Leren snorted lightly, stuffed the common currency used between NPCs in Nightmare World into the waiter’s collar, and whispered in his ear lightly: “Thank you for guiding me, baby.”
The waiter turned red, and some took a step back in a panic. He bowed and left under the teasing gaze of Qi Leren. The speed was much faster than when he came, for fear of losing his virginity if he took a slow step.
Qi Leren’s “evil charm smile” had already reached an advanced level in the business of flirting with straight men, and he walked slowly to the waiter at the end of the corridor… Well, he had already seen the waiter opposite’s face pale. Good, it seemed that this was also a straight man, easy to flirt with.
“It’s fun to flirt with straight men” ——BY Qi Leren, who was having bitter fun.
After walking to the waiter and speaking flirtily, Qi Leren smoothly entered the space hidden in the bar’s basement. After the humble door was opened, mirrors and masks were hung on both sides of the wall behind the door. Each mask was beautifully decorated, looking gorgeous and elegant. Qi Leren couldn’t help but pay more attention to it.
“Are you Mr. Red? Welcome, welcome.” Assi, the young man who had been saved by Qi Leren, came out from the corner and spoke with awe and excitement.
After being rescued by Red yesterday, Assi has been thinking about this mysterious predecessor, and he was also very concerned about the man who’d played against Red. He vaguely felt that there was some kind of entanglement between them. After he told Mrs. Kathleen about it, Mrs. Kathleen just smiled and touched his cheek, saying that she also liked to play with the hierophants of the Holy See. Somehow, Assi’s heart was full of acidity.
Across from him Red nodded lightly, not caring about his complicated mood.
Assi took a masquerade mask off from the wall and put it on his face: “Mr. Red should also choose one. Our party is a masquerade, and everyone will be wearing a mask.”
With that said, he secretly looked at the side of Red’s face. He still looked so cold, but so charming, the delicate side of his face and that red tattoo in the yellow light filling him with a sense of colourful desire. With a smile on his face, he squinted at him, and his vapid, feminine voice sounded, “Oh? Why don’t you choose for me?”
Assi’s face turned red and he felt overwhelmed under Red’s gaze, and even the wound from being stabbed by the Trail didn’t hurt.
“I… I think this one is very nice and suitable for you, predecessor,” Assi said pointing to one of the masks.
The mask was a half-piece, covering only the upper half of the face and covered with golden wire-drawing. There were two bright red patterns at the position of the tear groove, just like two tears, and the corner of the mask had a moon-like arc, just to reveal the tattoo on his face.
Red stretched out his hand and took the mask off the wall, putting it on his face. The silver mask made him mysterious and elegant, while the tattoo exposed in the hollow part added a few charm points to him. He looked in the mirror on the wall for a while narcissistically, then turned to Assi and said, “You have a good eye.”
“Predecessor is the one who’s won the prize.”
Assi, who bowed his head as he spoke, suddenly saw a white and beautiful hand appear in front of his eyes. The slender index finger lifted his chin. He raised his face in panic and saw Red’s face close to his. The half-mask covered his upper face, but it highlighted the charming curve of his bright red lips. He was so close that he almost touched the tip of Assi’s nose.
“Don’t waste me saving your life. So… How are you going to repay me?” Red whispered in his ear.
Assi’s comely face suddenly rose with crimson, and he glanced at Red in a panic, and then, under his smiling gaze, he closed his eyes tightly, with a shy appearance allowing this to continue.
“…” Play, play it off!
Qi Leren growled in his heart, and stood stiffly in the same place, lying in the trough, talking about a good straight man! He’s a straight man pretending to be gay, and of course he only goes after straight men! What’s wrong with you, you little gay! He’d only done this twice yet already gotten caught by it?! People shouldn’t respond this well!
Assi, who didn’t wait for the kiss, secretly opened his eyes. The mysterious man who hooked his chin smiled lightly and bit him full on the earlobe: “You’re so cute.”
With that said, Red stepped back and blew him a kiss, swaying into the underground corridor.
Assi gawked at his back, and the earlobe he’d bitten was burning hot. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. Obviously he only liked women, but it was as if he’d been poisoned when he saw how attractive and charming the predecessor Red was. Even if he was a man, his heart beat faster for him.
Was it because the predecessor Red had saved him that he had that kind of nestling complex?
Assi shook his head to dismiss the blushing thoughts and quickly chased after him.
The low-key bronze door opened, loud music suddenly burst out, and gorgeous lights lit the basement, illuminating the room full of men and women having fun. Mrs. Kathleen, draped in tulle and leaning against the Roman column by the door, wore a feather mask and held a glass of bright wine. She showed a charming smile to Red as he stood at the door: “Welcome to our carnival feast. Have fun.”
After Red paused, he looked around at the men and women who were dressed revealingly and whispered, “My pleasure.”
In fact, at this moment, Qi Leren’s heart was broken: Hello, is this 110? Someone here is having a divine feast of the body, gathering people to have sex and wreak chaos. Come and save me!!!
