A small boy in the hot Arabian nights found a magic lamp then while in old age had his genie split into hundreds of smaller less powerful beings for his children and grand children but as they weren’t grateful they turned the genies into various things our hero has found one of them

Pablo's your normal guy who's got a normal life... is what I'd say if I was a goddamn normie. But NO! HE'S A MULTI-DIMENSIONAL TOILET GOD WHO'S POWER IS LIMITED BY... his toilet. As long as he is in his toilet, he is unstoppable...

So join him in his adventures in...

"THE BALLAD OF TOILET MAN"

2018, August

It was always the same dark tunnel. The same shrieks of the dead and the claws of death chasing behind me. I was always running and running with death at my ass and finally, I will wake up with sweat pasting my clothes to my body. I jolt awake as usual, with sweat soaking into my clothes and the sofa that I was crashing on.

I sat up and rubbed my sweaty face with shaky hands before I went to the small toilet where a face almost like a zombie stared back at me from the mirror. I splashed water over my face, my eyes red and haunting from the constant lack of sleep due to the nightmares. 

I returned to my office and filled the water boiler with water from the sink and waited for the electric boiler to boil the water and made myself some three in one instant coffee.  I sat down on my desk and stretched out my left leg out and placed it on top of a pile of old case files, wincing as a shot of pain stabbed at my bad knee.

I sat back on my chair and took a sip of coffee, letting the cheap tasting and overly sweet hot drink go down my throat and let the warmth spread throughout my body. I popped some aspirin and washed it down with more coffee when the bell buzzed.

I frowned and glanced at the clock, which showed the time at 1011 am and realized I had woken up later than usual. I limped over to the intercom asked, "Yes?"

"Hello? Is this the Para Detective Service?" A female voice said.

"Yea, who's asking?" I replied in my best grouchy voice while eyeing the camera. "What do you want?"

"Ahh... I was recommended by a friend... She says you can help me..."

I sighed, "Wait..."

I buzzed the female in and unlatched the door before I limped back to my chair. The steel reinforced door swung open and petite female stood shyly behind it while peering in.

"Come in and don't break the line on the floor!" I mumbled as I closed my eyes, waiting for the painkillers to kick in. "And close the door."

The female timidly made her way in, carefully stepping over the line of salt and she shut the heavy door close before she looked around my office curiously.

I admit that I haven't taken much time to clean or pack my office. Piles and piles of old cardboard boxes filled with paperwork and files were placed haphazardly all over the small room. A sofa which doubled as my bed occupied one side of the room with a coffee table filled with old newspapers and books. 

My work desk with my computer took up the window side of the office while a door opposite the sofa led to the office mini pantry and toilet. Next to the pantry door were metal cabinets and a small safe and cupboard with some of my clothes and luggage shoved in.

The girl had an expression of helplessness as she looked around for a place to sit before she settled on the grimy sofa, using two fingers to pluck away the clothes and blankets. She sat upright and perched her self at the edge of the sofa before clearing her throat. "Erm... are you Mr. Neo?"

"Yes," I gave a wave in her direction while rubbing my temples. "What do you want?"

"I was introduced to you... I was told that you can help with matters of..." She hesitated for a moment. "the other nature..."

"You mean ghosts and demons?" I opened my eyes and stared at her. "So what is it?"

The girl was taken back, "I... we... we think my brother was possessed!"

I sighed, possession was troublesome work. "Twenty K. Non negitoable. Subjected to price increases should there be any unforeseen circumstances!"

"Ahh..." The girl frowned at the cost. "But can you guarantee to take care of it?"

"We tried many ways and means but... it was unsuccessful..." She said. "We had our family priest to try to chase it away... but... it did not work..."

"Five thousand if I am unsuccessful," I replied. "For consultation fees."

"A- Alright..." She nodded slowly after a moment of hesitation.

"Name?" I asked while keeping my eyes close, feeling the meds starting to take effect as the pain in my head and knee started ebbing away.

"Sara," The girl replied. "Sara Tam."

"Alright, Sara," I said. "Tell me everything. How and when did it start?"

"It all started when my brother, Dave went on a trip to Indonesia, last month," Sara said. "At first when he returned he seemed normal, except that he had a mild fever. We did not think there was anything wrong as he took some medicine and went to sleep."

"But the next few nights, we heard shouting from his room in the middle of the night and when we went in to check on him," Sara said. "We found him curled up under the blankets and screaming. He was saying there was a woman in red that was trying to take him away."

"It happened almost every night," Sara sighed. "We took him to the hospital for a checkup but there was no use. In the end, we asked our church pastor for help but it was useless. Once our pastor left, the nightmares returned."

I nodded, "Did he say where he went to in Indonesia?"

"Bali," Sara said. "It was for his friend's bachelor party."

"Alright, let's go," I stood up and picked up my go bag.

"Go where?" She asked. 

"To see you brother."

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I drove my old Toyota which was reaching its end of the certificate of entitlement. The girl sat in silence beside me as I navigated with google maps on my phone. Finally, we pulled up to a posh looking neighborhood and drove past all the gated property before she pointed to one particular residence.

I parked the car at the roadside and took my bag from the rear seat before taking a look around me. Rows and rows of two storied bungalows lined the streets with many having potted plants and trees outside their gates. Sara gave me a curious look as she stood there at the gate of her house waiting for me while I remained in place. "Mr?"

I nodded and followed her through the gate, noting the large glided number '53' on the fake stone wall. Once through the gates, I stepped into the pebbled car pouch. There was a small patch of grass on both sides of the covered car porch and further back along the side of the wall was the usual garden filled with potted plants and fruit trees.

 "This way," Sara led me into the house where the rest of her family sat nervously in the living room. The house decor was clearly Scandinavian in design from the amount of white and brown wood. Real classy kind of place. Upon seeing me, it was like they saw their Lord and Savior from the way they gripped my hands.

"Please help my son!" Mrs. Tam cried as she gripped my arm with a force that could break bricks. "I can pay you whatever you asked for! As long as you can save him!"

A humph came from the back and I looked over the shoulder of the mother and saw a black jacketed priest with a balding head and gold rim glasses. He held a cross in one hand and the bible in the other while wearing a face of displeasure.

"Trust in the Lord!" He said as he eyed me with hostility. "You must have faith! Not some... charlatan!" 

I seen enough of these kinds of a priest during my line of work last time, thou there were some pretty good priests who supported me previously. 

"I am sorry, Father!" The mother spoke up for me. "But we tried everything!"

"The Lord shall save your son!" The priest declared. "Not som-"

I ignored his words and instead turned to the parents, "Mr. and Mrs. Tam? Can I see your son?"

"Yes, yes!" The mother pulled me along and gave an apologetic look to the priest whose face turned black from anger. She led me upstairs together with the rest and came to a closed door. She hesitated before knocking gently at the door, "Ah boy? Dave? Are you awake?"

We could hear a muffled thump and then silence. The mother raised her hand to knock on the door again but me being impatient, I just went straight for the doorknob and found the door locked. I gave a raised eyebrow at the mother who blushed in embarrassment before she dug out a key from her pocket.

Once the door was unlocked, I unceremoniously opened the door and stepped in. A wave of sourness and unwashed body odor oozed out, but I was used to that smell. The rest, on the other hand, covered their noses and peeked over my shoulder into the dark and gloomy room.

I could see once, the room decor probably looked really cool and girls would be impressed. But now, pieces of art dangled off the walls or laid shattered on the floor while the thick curtains blocked off all light into the room. 

Dave laid curled up under his bed covers on his bed set in the middle of the room. I frowned and the first thing I did was that I went n pulled the curtains away, allowing the sun rays to enter the room. Instantly, the gloominess of the room dissipated. 

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" A scream came out from the bundle of blankets. "CLOSE THE CURTAINS!!! SHE IS OUT THERE!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

I looked out of the window and could only see the next residence. I ignored his cries and screams and walked around the room while Dave's family tried to calm him down. The priest wasn't really helping much with his mumbling of the bible. 

I paused at a piece of luggage that was thrown haphazardly on the floor and slipped on a pair of thick yellow gloves from my go bag. Yup, you read it right, those thick ugly yellow gloves you normally see cleaners use. Use them if you go about trying to poke at supernatural stuff! Those thin latex gloves are too thin to keep your hands safe. 

I pointed to the luggage and asked, "Is this the luggage he brought to Bali?" 

Sara came over and nodded, "Yes, I think so..."

"Can I open it?" I asked but my hands were already opening the luggage. 

"S- sure..." Sara sighed and she squatted down next to me and observed me. "What are you trying to find?"

"Well, possession normally comes in a few... flavors..." I explained while I tossed the carefully folded clothing to the side. "Either he touched or disturb something he shouldn't... Or he picked up something that he shouldn't..."

"That's two..." Sara frowned. 

"Yes..." I replied. "Those two are more than enough."

"Did he buy any gifts back?" I asked as I cleared the entire suite of luggage. "like idols or keepsakes?"

"No..." Sara thought for a moment before she answered. "He only brought some snacks back."

"Hmmm..." I stood up carefully, giving my weak knee a rub before I turned to eye the shivering bundle. "His friends, did you contact them? Are they affected?"

"Yes, we called them and asked if they were alright," Sara replied. "None of them is affected, Dave is the only one!"

"Did you asked them what happened there?" I asked as I walked back to the window and opened it. 

"Yes, they said they had a beach party and that's all!" Sara said. "They have no idea why my brother turned out this way!"

"Hmmm..." I frowned. "Well, since we found nothing in his luggage and he didn't buy anything weird back..."

"He mostly likely disturbed something that he shouldn't have!"

I kill monsters for a living mostly, my ex job is to protect the people from ever finding out that monsters exist among us. 

Here is my story.

Frustrated, he punched the wall until his knuckles turned red. 

When he saw the blood that was on his fully alert and throbbing member, he cursed and quickly washed it off with cold water. 

Kai Xin sat on the bed. 

Her lower body hurt from the assault she self-engineered earlier. She did not know why she did that. 

She had never done that with the men that she was with previously. 

Then again, she was the one who paid them.

"What is wrong with me..." thought Kai Xin, "I was the one who accepted his offer..."

Placing her head in her hand, she sighed loudly. 

Maybe it was because of his status, but DX reminded her of them and whenever she thought about that, she found herself to be unable to treat him properly.

"Urgh!"

She looked up. Grunting sounds and heavy breathing came from the toilet. 

Feeling bad for what she did, she went to the bathroom.

Without knocking, she turned the knob and the first thing she saw was him, bracing himself against the wall with his left hand as he worked himself using the right hand. 

When he glared at her while his hand picked up the pace, for the first time since she met him, she thought of him as sexy. 

Her breath quickened as she watched him. 

With a guttural voice, he groaned before turning away from her, "Get out."

Kai Xin walked towards him. Along the way, she picked up some clean towels from the shelf. 

Watching her beautiful body walking towards him, he felt the tremor that was about to come, and snapped, "What do you want? I said we can end the agreement!"

She placed the towels on the cold floor and knelt down in front of him. Then she gently took his hand away and replaced it with her own. 

When she touched him, her hand which was slightly cold from the air caused him to twitch at the contact. 

"W-What..."

Before he can finish his sentence, she took the head and licked it, sending with it a sensation that he wished it would never stop. 

Then she twirled her tongue around the head. 

With one hand tightly griped at the base, and the other working on his balls, she licked him from the base to the top.

When she glanced up at him, he buckled.

.....

Once he was done cleaning up himself, he went to the living room to get the medical box and met her back in bed.

When she tried to resist him, he glared at her and told her to shut up and lie still.  

With the flashlight from his phone, he checked on her lower part and winced when he saw the tear. 

He sighed when he saw the blood that was still trickling out of her, "Why did you do that?"

Before she can reply, he sanitized his hands and cleaned her lower part with clean towels before putting ointment on the tear. 

When she winced, he gently blew on it so that it would hurt lesser. 

Kai Xin watched him as he worked on her injury. 

As if something possessed her, she finally admitted, "I don't trust you."

DX was keeping away the stuff when he heard her. His movement halted for a second.

"It's alright. You can choose not to trust me."

Barking out a harsh laughter, she sneered, "I'd never trust you. You are just a man I contracted to have sex with every now and then, and you would be paying me for that."

He nodded, "Alright."

Angered at his lack of emotional response, she snarled at him, "Aren't you mad at me?"

"I was. When you intentionally hurt yourself and you made me your unwilling partner, I want to kill you."

"But then?"

He shrugged, "Then I figured. You are probably scared of something and you wanted to be the one who makes the shot."

He pulled up the comforter to cover her, before sitting next to her on the bed, 

"Its alright to not trust a man like me but don't ever hurt yourself again. I'll be sleeping in the other room tonight."

He leaned down to kiss her but she turned her face away. 

So, instead of her lips, he kissed her on the forehead and whispered, "Sweet dreams." 

After he left, Kai Xin suddenly felt very lonely in the big room. 

As she glanced around at the decor in the bedroom, she realized that it was filled with her favorite things. 

The makeup stuff on the vanity table contained all her favorite brands and there was a full bottle of the perfume with daisy fragrance that she liked. 

Hung on one of the wall was the picture of Charles Bridge taken during sundown. It was the exact photo that she had on as the wallpaper of her laptop.     

She glanced down at the rose gold laptop on the nightstand and saw a stick-on that she failed to notice earlier. On it, it was written, 

[Dear Kara, this laptop is for you in case you have urgent work, but don't overwork yourself.]

Staring at the laptop, she felt a heavy dose of guilt, especially when she thought about the way she treated him earlier and the things she said to him. 

Ever since he strutted into Layla's office like he owned the place, she had been nothing but cold and mean towards him. 

When he ordered her around on pretense of work, she did not just endure it and accept her fate. 

No. She made sure that he knew she did it unwillingly. 

Even though he was always acting all high and mighty, she realized that he was not really mean to her. 

After about an hour of tossing and turning, Kai Xin left the bed, get changed, and went to get a drink. 

When she saw him smoking at the balcony, she brought him a beer as an offering. 

"For earlier."

"Thanks."

A moment of awkward silence later, she muttered an apology, 

"You triggered some bad memories in me."

DX blew out a smoke before turning to her and said, "You don't have to apologize. I don't want to hear your sorry. What I want is to know what had happened to you."

When she caught a waft of the secondhand smoke, Kai Xin coughed, "N-Nothing."

DX realized she was coughing because of the smoke and he put it out. 

He then led her back into the living room and as they sat down on the couch, he said gently, 

"I know you have your own secrets and I would never intrude in your personal life. I'm willing to wait for you to tell me everything about yourself."

He then leaned forward, "...But know this, Ms Zhen, you are my woman."

She frowned, "Only for as long as I want."

He nodded, "Of course. But even if one day you were to leave me, you are still my woman."

....

DX glanced at Kai Xin who was sleeping comfortably on top of him. 

It was hard for him to sleep like this but he cannot bear to wake her up. 

In her sleep, she whispered to herself, "DX..."

Covering one of her hands that were resting on his ribs, he asked softly, "Yes?" 

Kai Xin smiled in her sleep when she heard his voice. Brushing her face against his chest, she slurred, "I think..."

He glanced down at her and asked softly, "What are you thinking about, beautiful?"

There was no reply. 

Just when he thought he would not be getting any reply, he heard a soft voice murmuring, "I think I am falling in love with you."

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Note from Author : 

How often have you made a negative opinion about someone based on first impression? I hope that when you get to the end of this story, it might change how you think.  

Do take note that the story is PG18+ and there might be scenes that would be uncomfortable for some. 

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Excerpt : 

With a frown, she said, "I don't think it would be comfortable to sleep on the couch."

"I thought you have a bed here?" asked DX.

"I do but it's a single-size bed." 

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he smirked, "We can share." 

Pretending to be affronted, Kai Xin scoffed, "President Du! Behave yourself! Did I say that you can share MY bed?" 

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Synopsis :

She was a brash, kind and brave child, but most importantly, she was always full of confidence. No matter what happened to her, she always faced her conflicts head-on.

However, an incident in high school changed her life.

The course of Kara Zhen Kai Xin's life had drastically changed because she placed her trust in the wrong person.

Consumed with despair, rage, and fear, she became suicidal. However, she forced herself to live on with only one thought in her mind: Revenge. 

Along the way, she encountered people who would be her friends, comrades, mentors...and even lovers. With their guidance, she advanced one step closer towards her goal. 

President Du XiAn of the Du Corporation had chanced upon her while he was escaping the woman who was forced upon him by his mother.

With a single glance, Kara Zhen Kai Xin was forever etched in his mind. Unable to forget about her, he spent the next few years searching for her all across the world. 

Yet ultimately, fate played a prank on him. It turned out that all along, she was based in the same city as him. When she rejected his advances, he proposed a contractual relationship; To become her sugar daddy.

Desiring to hold her in his arms in any way he could, Du XiAn was willing to do anything, even if it meant that he could only have her body.

Over the years, his desire led him to the point of no return. No longer a simple infatuation, he found himself to be hopelessly in love with her. 

With his help, would Kai Xin be able to exact her revenge or would she lose what she holds dear in her quest for vengeance? 

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(Imperial Series)
Book 1 - Be My Strength - COMPLETED 
Book 2 - The President's Man - ONGOING

(Fantasy)
The Demon King's Cowardly Vessel - ONGOING



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Oleana and Matsuda are now inside a large and bright bathroom with all the furniture and extra inside. Like the bedroom. 

The bathroom is large but less than the bedroom, but is enough to fit a whole group of person for taking a bath, like open bath, but he is more than opulent than high class Onsen (hot spring in japan) resorts.

The why there have gone here after enter the bedroom is just to shower a bit, and clean some dirt on Matsuda. And clean herself after Matsuda spray a small quantity of sperm. Oleana cannot clean in one go, and take the chance to clean her whole body before consume their love.

Matsuda have proposed to take together their bath. And she agrees to take bath with him. Both of them are already naked and just need to take a place.

Matsuda sit down on a bath stool. Follow by Oleana who took a place and next to Matsuda. Who take the opportunity too grab her plump buttocks.

"Haah…!!!" Oleana is surprise by the sudden Matsuda grab her butt. And a quantity of wet liquid wet her crotch before even starting to wash herself and shame her a little.

"You get this is your first time someone had tried to grab your butt, right?" He continues to rub her butt, looking at her face who show pleasure and shame.

"Matsuda, did it is necessary?" She is curious about that act like sexual harassment.

"Don't worry, You have done that before remember. Now is me who rub you." His hairy hand move 
 on Oleana butt with the will to conquer her.

He rubs her soft and smooth butt. He had tried before with other butt girls, and she has the most cleaned and beautiful butt he ever touched, for now.

Matsuda move his hand between her twin butt and reach the entrance of her butt. Oleana was stunned by the sudden foreign object, who try to reach her inside. She shive and try to block the entrance moving on the stool to escape Matsuda hand. 

"Don't worry. Not now Oleana. If we do that thing here. He has a very high chance someone fell on the ground. But soon you will like it." Matsuda remember the past and use a brand shower gel soap he found near bath shelf. He don't know the brand soap but the smell is better than everything he never used, and is Bio 100%.

"Did you ever have a man clean your body?" Matsuda spread soap on his hand and scrub it. No foam is formed, the prove is totally good for skin.

"Nobody, really touch my body after I reach twenty. You are the very first to touch me so much" She calm down and come back to her old self.

"Glad to hear that." Matsuda apply shower gel and clean Oleana back first.

The bath has many odd things like four gigantic mirror from left, right, front and ceiling that show almost every corner of the bathroom.

Matsuda see Oleana clean with soap her chest and hip, and the fact she spread her leg too for cleaning. Without be careful about Matsuda seen her. But now Matsuda don't wear any glass and  just see the form of her body without feature correctly seeable. Matsuda think about wore contact lens.

Oleana just clean her body and care primarily about her body to appear Matsuda.

"Mmmgh!!!" suddenly again, Oleana feel Matsuda hand reach her front body and knead her breasts with his two hand. "Wait Matsuda, I feel so strange."

"Is normal, Is the proof your body react to the opposite sex."

"Real..." Before she could finish her word. Matsuda take the chance to embrace and kiss her and move his arm to hug her.

She feels the fat and hair from Matsuda. His hand tied with him, and prevent him to caress more her body. But Matsuda Languorous kiss take down all her defense.

The temperature begin to be more hot. And Matsuda p*nis reactive through physical intimacy with Oleana. Now his p*nis touch her butt and make her feel the heat behind her butt. Matsuda belly, large than her slim curve pressed her back.

"Did you ever haven't clean a male body, like a member of your family?" Matsuda rub her lower hip and touch the vagina. " And too. Oleana, have you ever masturbate?" The question make her take a break for analyze word. 

She found a chance to free her mouth from Matsuda embrace and take a break for answer "N-no, never" She feels ashamed for never have done that with someone, more with the same and opposite gender. 

Matsuda is delight, she looks cold and aloof but in true she is more innocent than she looked." You've never done that? Let me teach you." His right-hand touch her crotch when his left play with her right breast. And he uses the opportunity to lock body on him, after make her fall from the stool on the ground. 

She is taller than him and take less place. But on the ground, the marble and other luxurious item make the ground very comfortable.

No need to go to a soapland or massage parlor, here he had everything he need. Thinking Matsuda.

"Mmmgh!!!" She feels the hand reaching her crotch and vagina leaking an amount of fluid vaginal.

Her Parameter is nearly maximized. And her feeling for Matsuda is on her peak of love.

Matsuda after massaging her nipple and vagina, use both hand and spread her vulva and show the proof she is untouched by anything. A healthy and cute hymen.

Matsuda mouth licking himself and touch her interior.

"Haah...!" She shows a little side a pleasure and remain here to feel Matsuda finger caress her vagina. Generally her clitoris.

She moaned and wriggle under Matsuda fat hip. And wetting herself more everytime the pass over her clitoris and assault on her red lip by Matsuda tongue attack.

After 5 long minute of playing with her. Oleana feel something want come out from here.

"Matsuda, Matsuda." She is taking a break and continue "Something, Something want to come out, did is what I think??" She never feels something in her life, wanting to spread out.

Matsuda make his last move to make her climax "Oleana." With a gentle tone. " I love you."

Oleana emotional state are so high, she doesn't be on guard for that word to happen.

"Hiigh!!!" Without warning, she squiting herself and golden showed Matsuda leg. She feels so relax after convulsed a bit, and so ashamed after urinate on someone. The one who is showed is Matsuda.

"S-Sorry... I have done some unpleasant." She try to hide herself but Matsuda hold her hand and  whisper her.

"Don't worry. Is normal for the first time. The following will be less awkward." Matsuda hold here and wash her body and his body together.

The bath time is something magic, when the decor is so well-made that give him the vibe of the richest man alive. The proof about that, is the classical Japanese style toilet in (maybe) gold the whole toilet, with system for cleaning the butt. And the number of them are eight of the same kind.

What kind of toilet can have all this?

Matsuda and Oleana now lay down on the bed and kissing each other. Oleana take the opportunity to play again with Matsuda p*nis in caressing it delicately. Meanwhile, Matsuda speak with ICAM internally with just a little uncomfortable gene.

ICAM. I have a very serious question. Could I can catch a STI? Because you know, is very stupid way to end a relationship with a girl." He never done bareback and want a consensual agreement with his partner. And STI is the thing many other don't speak about.

With a simple robotic world." You are a true Immortal. How could you take an earthling sickness? Don't worry, if you don't feel safe. Beside the bed. Lay a box, inside you could found out many pills and medical solution, and lubricant for making thing easy" He terminated the transmission and float on top the bed. Just stalking them.

The box is bigger than Matsuda think. Inside, he found out so many labels with so many types of product that one of them allow him to erase sleep for 4 hours. A true Alibaba treasure.

He take a pill with the name of morning after pill with a note: I am not your father. Effect half days. The best pill.

"Oleana, take that pill. It's a special pill for contraception. With that, you are unpregnantable." Matsuda give her a blue pill. She knew she could get pregnant, if she is not well-prepared for that.

"Thank you." Oleana take the pill with some water. And remove her earring for not bother her when she had sex.

"Well, let do it. It your first time. We need to take a position who don't hurt much" Matsuda help Oleana to layer on the bed in missionary position.

Matsuda take his camera and film again her, and give some lewd word.

"Oleana could you please repeat the quote on the paper." He gave her a paper with a little word that make her blush more than all other time.

"Seriously??" She a bit shy after reading what is inside paper. And is something a woman never tell normally before done that.

"Please, is a proof of your love." He gave her a big smile. And bring his face close to Oleana face for a kiss section.

"Nnngh!! Nnnggh!" She feels so relaxed. "Ok, I do it" She takes a breath and expelling word a normally maiden don't speak normally.

"I, Oleana, graduate to adulthood after losing my virginity my lover Matsuda. Please, Deflower me!" She just made a small smile and feels so embarrassed to tell that word.

"I understand and accept your gift." Matsuda hold his p*nis and lead the tip, meet the entrance of her vagina.

She wet so much and Matsuda lubricate his p*nis with her liquid and rub the entrance of her vagina.

"Hiigh!" She feels the foreigner object touch her hymen and trying to pierce the wall she preserve for xx years, will now be cross by Matsuda p*nis.

Matsuda enter slowly inside her. He could feel her warm and fresh meat wall tighten his p*nis.

"Haah... It hurt... It hurt" Oleana feel her hymen tore apart by Matsuda thrust inside her.

"Is ok, soon everything will be pleasant" Matsuda tell her with a calm voice but inside him, the beast is awoked.

He take time to enter and pull out a little and thrust inside her again. She cannot tell anything except sensual moan.

"Ffuuu!! Nngh!"

Matsuda found a cloth or towel to clean the blood who leak from her defloration. The quantity is correct but many centiliter of blood, stain the velvet sheet. ICAM I don't know if this is washable?

Oleana get used to the pain and now feel joy and excitation from doing it. Never she imagined how good is sex feels. She remember now how frustrate she is in the past.

Chairman Rose sorry. I found my righy one to make me happy. Not in the field of reseach, but in the field of sex. 

"Ah...aaaaah, agaggh...aaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!" She change her way to moans and feels pleasure to be penetrate by Matsuda p*nis.

After 10 minute of slow and good sex. Matsuda reach again the climax he about to cum inside her.

"Oleana I will cum inside you..." He feels his p*nis is on his limit.

"Please inside, cum inside me!" The pleasure make her feels so much horny, with parameter control and persaution that make her fine to leave him creampy her for the first time.

" I'came!!!! Hhhhmmmmm!!" A great quantity of cum discharge inside her womb and nearly filled her whole uterus.

Now he feels sleepy after cumming inside her. Her first creampy and first time together. A feeling of conquest course inside Matsuda body and mind.

[Congrulation New Skill obtain]

"Oh, a screen" He tired after that and need to relax a bit.

He take a cigar in his coat pocket and give one to Oleana who willingly accept the offer. A long she doesn' feels the need to smoke a little.

Smoke on the bed is not a good idea, but the two of them just smoke a good cigarette.

Oleana lay on Matsuda belly and smoke with him.

"Now what next?? Darling" From director to Matsuda to finally Darling. In one night she change for a lot. "You know darling, I feels the seed inside my uterus leaking outside me."

"It's getting pretty late, we need to rest before continue tomorow" He really tired for cumming twice. He just old too.

"Hm, Hm. Ok. I need a rest too." She never imagined what could happen after coming for a interview to reach a level of obscenity. But she didn't dislike the thought for having done sex with him.

Matsuda finish his cigarette and fell so sleepy that he cannot remain awake. He kiss Oleana cheek and fell asleep.

Oleana remain her a little and wake up to cleansing her makeup and found everything for that.

Matsuda is so mysterious. How could he prepare so much furniture? She thought that, and finish preparing to sleep with a man in his bed. Her first time with a man. She come near Matsuda who sleep well and kiss his hairy cheek too "Good Night." And close her eye.

They pass a good night.

Meanwhile, somewhere unknow to all conscious being. One men in his chair, watch some video about two person doing intercouse. He just watch and prepare for the next meal.

"Servant" His voice is impenetrable and mysterious. "How is uor subject?.

A spherical ball float toward the men and report his analyse. "He just pass the test. He need time to be ready and prepare for reaching the true superior level of hunting achievement. But in less one years, perhaps he will be just good." He report with a momotone mecanical voice, but is fine the Great One never need him to be pleasant.

"Hmm" He think about all thing possible he would do, and what kind of gift he could give him for his work. "A skill is good or a girls? Whatever, in the end  he will f*ck them all over the multiverse. Mouhahahahaha!!!!" His laugh his heardable all over his cosmic room. With one plate. 

Thaumiel 00.

Couch Casting x Anime x Hentai x Pervert lead Ojisan. 

An over forty years-old salary man, is choose to be a lead fictional actor and director, for making erotic interview with female who come to search something or do something, 
 generally without know why she do that.

For Helping him, many other character from other fiction come to help him, for making the hottest and lewdest interview he could.

Every time he conquered a woman or girls, he gains new ability about the world rule.

Summon and buy stuff from somewhere he didn't know.

And provoke many problems and what if universe.

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the original source materials, they all belong to someone else, except my MC or some minor character.

Don't Follow some logic, just R-18 with no reason. Smut and easy girls.

Super Harem, System, Cheat, Weak to Strong, NTR (Generally with their lover watching), Many First time Intercourse, Target always became pure Lover and R*pe Victim Becomes Lover, S*x Friends, S*x Slaves, Stockholm Syndrome, Twisted Personality and western reference. Teenager from many anime, manga, light novel and game.
Immortal MC.

No Mind control and hypnosis. She always (maybe) consenting for unprotected s*x, no Pregnancy without plot inside. No bad ending for MC. Super persuasion. Possibly became strong enough to beat Saitama no serious level. 

Bad English Grammar.
Story Writing level equal I don't know.
Lewd story. Seriously is just a guy who bang fictional anime girls.
NSFW if I could make it. 
Release? When I have time or boner or whatever circumstance. (Don't have many free time, take nearly 6 hours for writing something near good for me. Or just if I had a precise plan)

Sky shook her head. "I'm fine. I'm getting the feeling of something will happen... Wait! Let me call Dad."
Sky released from his grip and called him. Even after talking she wasn't feeling fine. She called Ryan, The latter received the call dismissing the meeting. After telling him to be safe, she hung up.
Arlo canceled her meeting in the meantime and took her home thinking it must be because she was away from home for many days.
By the time Sky reached home, She received a full report of Harley's working projects and nothing had any problem. She asked everything to managed properly and hung up.
Ryan had returned after Arlo's instruction and they spent time together. They engaged Sky in Ryan's room decor.
Every time she used to do it alone but this time, Arlo and Ryan sat with her in Ryan's room discussing every small thing of interior decor.
For not to make them worry, Sky thought to herself as she must be overthinking and ignored it.
After deciding everything, They had time for dinner hence the trio went out and chose a chandelier for his room, other lightings, and decor items personally.
The trio even painted the walls after dinner. It was Ryan and Arlo's first time doing it but Sky had done it when she worked as Rony's assistant in a few events and her craft room.
Seeing her back to normal, Arlo relaxed and saw the other two playing with paints. He had to forcefully carry her seeing them not stop.
"Ryan! Don't sleep here. Go downstairs. And we will select pictures tomorrow. I will..." Ryan could only hear till that.
He looked at the wall. It was no less than a designer wall.
Sky and he had painted a base color and after it dried, she used paper tapes on the wall to randomly put it on. Then topped with a darker color. After it dried, she removed the tapes for the final look.
Seeing it, the happiness he felt couldn't be received even if he could successfully acquire multiple companies or earn billions of amount.
Some times he used to think why Sky didn't buy gifts and make herself wasting time on it. After seeing the wall, the sense of satisfaction told him the difference.
--
The next day everyone got to know her instincts weren't wrong.
Since the meeting was canceled and many works left out the previous day, they went to Harley and all Arlo's work shifted to Harley.
Sky had finished all the meetings after lunch and was checking on a few files when Arlo turned on the news channel which was reporting series of road accidents happened in the city.
In nine cars crash, five were dead, three were heavily injured, six were wounded. While she glanced again at the television, she found one Bently's number familiar.
She called Sam and gave him the number to check the owner. Arlo furrowed his brows hearing her.
When he had asked the previous night, she had replied 'I'm fine. It must be because everything is so good that I may be a little insecure for losing it.'
"Why are you again worrying unnecessarily?" Arlo had got up hugged her feeling helpless.
It wasn't like she wanted to worry and think too much. "I'm sorry."
He was about to leave her to work, Sam called which Sky picked up on the speaker. "Sky! It's under James Jeff. Why did you ask me to check?"
Sky who was sitting abruptly stood up hearing Sam, "Sam, is it possible to know who was in the car? It was in the car crash which is all over the news."
Sam responded and hung up to check.
Sky immediately called James but it was not reachable. She called Ethan and he didn't receive it. For unknown reasons, she didn't dare to call Mrs.Jeff.
She again tried to call Ethan and an unknown voice sounded. "Hello! The user of the mobile met with an accident and is in the City hospital right now. If you are an immediate family, please come to the hospital or help us by calling their family. Thank you."
The call had hung up, Sky took few seconds to say it, "Ethan is in hospital. Let's go."
Arlo left with her and they got a call from Sam saying James and Ethan both were in the car.
It was the first time Sky asked Arlo to use his influence to stop the news about Jeffs' to keep the news under wraps because Harley wasn't that influential.
Arlo tried to keep her calm, "You don't have to request, Say it or order it, I will do."
Sky nodded and sat on the backseat of the car as Peter drove and Sam tried to fetch the video of the accident but there was no nearby defined camera in the network.
The accident happened due to sudden change of lane by a car. Since the accident happened on high speedway, it resulted in seven other cars to collide by the blocking of two lanes.
In another car, Clark and Maxwell were coming. David had got the news hence he was also on his way.
After reaching they got to know James was in operation theatre and Ethan was out of danger with wounds but he was unconscious.
Arlo reported Sky that the airbag which was at James's side didn't open on time. Due to delay, he was hit to the front and then backside before another car crashed to their car.
The hospital was in chaos, Sky stopped Arlo from blocking the floor as other patients were also important who were being treated due to accident.
All waited for more than an hour, the operation was still going on.
Sky excused herself to go washroom but she had to use the public washroom which was on the floor.
Arlo's eyes were glued on the lady's room door until she exited and sat next to him. He rubbed her head, "Don't worry." and heard a hum.
For no reason, he had an urge to wipe his palm. He shook his head to disperse thoughts and remained calm.
After about a few minutes, he saw Sky calmly sitting next to him but he didn't feel it as right. "You! are you fine?"
He again heard a hum.
He kneeled in front of her to face and held her arm, "What's wrong? What happened?"
It attracted Sam and other attention including David.
"Nothing! I'm just tired." She responded blandly holding his hands to assure him.
But Arlo shrugged her hands and slapped her hard from which Sky almost hit on the wall.


Secretary Andy asked Sky, "Miss. Sky, why do you come here often? What is so special about this place?" 

Sky looked at him and asked unemotionally, "Are you asking as a secretary or as... as an old friend?"

Andy hesitated for a movement and answered, "A... A friend." and he looked forward to listening to her. 

After a minute of silence, "A few years back I came with a guy, I was so happy to be with him here, I miss those laughter n smiles. Just by standing beside him, accompanying him was making me happiest and cheerful. I liked spending time with him. was I too greedy?" she looked at him with an expectant look. 

Andy never expected Sky to be emotional. he tried to analyze what she said and he was dumbfounded by his thought. 

'Was.. was it me?', he doesn't want to think about it. 

--- 

"Sky! Come here!" He waved his hand to call her near controlling his surge of anger. 

Sky frantically shook her head and removed her heels seeing him coming towards her. 

He breathed out through his mouth slowly and asked patiently, "Who told you that I'm..." He gritted his teeth before saying, "Gay." 

'I will make sure that person regret all his life.' He thought to himself and saw Sky. 

She climbed on the bed and moved towards another end of the room as she replied, "Didn't Dad say it in front of you about you and Ray?" 

It was a bombshell to his poor heart. He stared at her. 

She was holding her heels and looked at him in horror. 

'This dumb woman thought me as gay from day one.' He thought to himself. 

"Sky! Let's sit and talk. Come here." Arlo called again patiently. 

Sky shook her head hysterically, "I would have never allowed you in my room if I knew you are bis..." 

He didn't let her finish and grunted "Sky!" 

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"Your majesty..... She's a beauty!!!

No..... they are all beauties!!!"

"_"

.

Standing before several massive cruise sh.i.p.s, were all the workers who helped transport the sh.i.p.s over... as well as all the royals, overseers, heads and main assistants of all workplaces within Baymard.

Today, they wanted to see what these so-called cruisers were.

And of course, as usual..... his majesty Landon's designs never disappointed them.

Truly outstanding!!

.

The ship was way larger than regular sh.i.p.s... as they realized that even royal sh.i.p.s would be seen as child play, before monstrous beauties.

And what was even more surprising, was that it was all made out of metal?

.

If it were before.... they would've thought that it would sink.

But having studied a tad bit of the sciences for a while now..... their doubts quickly casted away, as they started forming their own speculations in their minds.

.

Was this buoyancy?

Did they calculate, as well as take into account the atmospheric air and water pressures as well?

Their minds were currently spinning, as they looked at the large ship before them.

Tsk!..... knowledge was truly power!

.

Lite Momo and Linda looked at the sh.i.p.s eagerly, as they were waiting for the 'Go ahead' sign from Landon.

There were 9 sh.i.p.s in total before them.

And with each ship, its upper half.... starting from the Deck upwards, were all painted white.

But what made them different, were the colors used to paint their lower halves.


 
Some were painted dark blue, just like the bottomless ocean... while others were painted red, black and so on.

.

Of course, the sh.i.p.s all had different names..... like 'The Enchantress', 'The Sovereign', 'Oasis of The Ocean', 'Queen Kimberley', and so on.

Of course, Landon would never name any of his sh.i.p.s the Titanic..... one never knew what would happen.

So Landon would be Damned, if he ever brought such bad luck to his passengers.

.

Tim and the rest almost knelt down in worship, as they gazed at Landon with a revered look.

"Your majesty..... do you know that you're a national treasure?"

"No.. National Treasure is beneath you.

Your majesty.... you're a Hertfilian treasure!!"

"Hmmp!..... What do you know?

He's definitely a heavenly treasure!"

"_"

Once again, Landon shook his head wryly..... as he was left helpless against these citizens of his.

"Alright alright!.... let's take a tour on The Enchantress shall we?"

.

Very quickly, everyone made their way towards the ship... as they wanted to see what these beauties contained.

Right from the get go, each ship here had:

•3 floors below the main deck level.

•1 Main Deck

•8 floors above the Deck level

•And 1 open roof top floor as well.

.

Of course the tour started with the 3 bottom floors below deck.

Of the 3, the last 2 were meant for storage of all guests items.... as well as all in-use ship items like foods, toilet papers and so on.

.

Stepping onto these floors.... everyone was taken aback, to how organized they were.

Stepping in, they could see several massive garage sized doors within the floors.


 
And each door had a number, lock system and name on it.

Of course rather they called it a garage.... as they had never seen anything like it.

But in actuality, it was a shipping container.

.

For simplicity, Landon had divided up the residential areas into sections..... and assigned storage units to them.

For example, those living on the 3rd floor... from room 10-30, would all have their stuff placed into 'Residential Container F3-R1030'.. where 'F' represented the floor, 'R' the Room.

In this way, storage and even identification would be made easier for all.

.

Stepping into each shipping container, they realised that it had shelves with various sizes within it ..... which could accommodate small to massive sized guest bags.

And the shelves also had several straps and other fall prevention mechanisms..... so as to keep the bags safe and secure during the trip, lest they fall and something within them gets broken.

.

There wasn't much to look at with these 2 bottom storage floors.

But the floor above them, which was also the 1st floor below the deck.... was meant for 

WAR, that is if someone dared to attack them.

There were missile launcher all positioned around all points within the floor..... as well as the main security office base within the floor.

.

This floor also had its own storage area, which provided ample ammunition and other important weapons to take down the enemy.

Of course as the sh.i.p.s were going to travel out and about, Landon had obviously equipped the sh.i.p.s with RADAR systems.

.

In simple terms, this system would allow them to know if incoming sh.i.p.s or objects were approaching them.

In essence, Radio signals would be sent out from all angles around the ship.

.

From there, these signals go out and get reflected back to the ship.

And of course, the system would convert the radio waves, and estimate how large the incoming object was.


 
And if it were any danger to the ship, the alarm system would go off within the War deck.

.

Also, on this floor, there would also be an engine and electrical 'Monitoring & Maintenance' Control Center as well.

Which was off limits to everyone except those who worked in this particular control center.

.

And finally, it contained an incinerating room.... where the all waste would be recycled, destroyed or managed.

Here, engineers would be called to play their part on the ship.

So far..... These were all the things that Landon had placed below deck level.

.

Moving on from the lower part of the ship, the upper part... which entailed the main deck and the 8 floors above the deck, would for sure be the limelight of all future trips..

.

In essence, the deck floor had a massive hotel-like building on it which took 3/4 of the floor space..... leaving the other 1/4 as open deck space, which would be spread around the hotel building.

So one can imagine it as a hotel surrounded by a lot of open space.

.

And within this open deck space one would find:

•A large Theater at the back, were one could watch shows and plays

•Several large open lounge areas with chairs at different locations.

•A man made-Garden

.

Landon the rest had currently finished touring the deck space... and now, it was time for them to look at the massive building before them.

They walked merrily and chatted amongst themselves, until they finally stepped into the main Lobby.

"Your majesty... it's indeed like a hotel."

"It's... it's extremely huge!"

"Your majesty... at this point, I wouldn't even mind living in this ship forever!" Said another, as he knelt down and kissed the white crystalline looking floor before him.

"__"

.

The floor designs, patterns and decor all made one feel like they were at a 5 star luxury hotel.

Just from entering the place, most of them felt like they should spend their vacation days cruising on these sh.i.p.s with their families as well.


 
Who knows, maybe they could go to Carona just for the cruise experience.

Soon, the helpless Landon continued his tour..... as he led the overly excited crowd around the floor.

.

One should know that the hotel-like building had 9 floors in total:

•Ground or Main Deck floor for guests services and entertainment.

•Floor 2 entertainment as well.

•Floor 3 for Staff Sleeping Quarters 

•Floors 4, 5 and 6 for Economy class Sleeping Quarters 

•Floors 7 and 8 for Business class sleeping quarters.

•Floor 9 For First Class Sleeping quarters 

.

Currently, Landon and the rest were viewing the deck floor..... where one would find:

•A massive lobby for Check-ins, bag services, room allocations, help desks, and future bookings.

•A large indoor Lounge

•A massive Restaurant, which had escalators and stairs which led to its upper half at the 2nd floor.

•A Clinic, which also had its upper half on the 2nd floor as well.

•An indoor theater which also had its upper half on the 2nd floor too..... even though there was an outdoor theater, if rain fell the show would be pushed in doors.

•A massive Casino.

•A hidden Kitchen for staff only.

•A hidden Laundry room where the staff could clean beddings and so on..... as well as to take down requests from those guests who pay for laundry services as well.

•And finally, another hidden room which monitors those who request for extra services.

.

One should know that each room would have a  red bottom against the wall..... which should only be pressed if they needed anything.

Once pressed, the guest would have to speak into the speaker there.


 
From there, those in the room would be able to listen in and reply to the customers needs immediately.

.

If they needed food at night after restaurant closing hours, then those at the rooms would use their Walkie Talkies to talk to those in charge of such duties.

In such a massive ship, communication was always key.

.

Of course, the 2nd floor was also solely for entertainment..... as it had:

•A bowling Alley

•Spa

•Gym, Tennis and basketball courts.

•Several Stores that all sold Baymardian goods

•Arts & Studio for children and a.d.u.l.ts 

•Day Care Center 

•Cafes, Bars & Lounges (open 24/7)

•The upper half of the clinic

•The upper half of the Restaurant.

•The upper half of the Indoor theater.

•And finally.... a library.

.

Looking at these entertainment spots, everyone subconsciously nodded their heads, as they started thinking of their future vacation trips with their families.

Everything was for relaxation.

.

They finished looking at the main entertainment floors.... and finally, it was time to view the residential areas.

Landon had to round up things fast, so as to officially discuss the Transportation route system with the Minister of Transportation.

.

Soon, the Caronian knights would be coming to train, and Landon needed to hurry things up.

From the message he had gotten from one of Santa's merchant friends.... Queen Penelope was currently on her way here, even now as he was touring.

As per the contract, he had already promised to deliver before the arrival of the knights.

Hence time was not on his side.

.

"Alright... let's look at the residential floors next."

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"Are you a pig reincarnated?" 

Eunjung's spoon stopped moving in mid-air. 

She looked across the table at the man who was sitting opposite and shot him a glare, before putting the spoonful of cake into her mouth where it belonged. "So what if I am?" she retorted, though her words came out garbled. 

D.O. snorted in response. Their market survey of the Hongdae restaurants was going fairly well so far and this was the third restaurant that they were at. At every restaurant, Eunjung had made it a point to order something to eat, citing it as being part of the survey, and D.O. had to pick up the bill. Right now he was amazed that she still had room in her stomach to put any more food in. 

"Correction, you must have been a cow in your previous life, because cows have four stomachs," he added, taking a sip of his apple juice.

Eunjung shook her head. "I only have two, one for the main course and another for desserts. I have separate stomach for desserts and sweets." 

D.O. didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Typically the girls he knew tried ways and means to avoid eating desserts and sweets because it made them grow fat, but here he was with a girl who was already onto her second slice of cake and was showing no signs of stopping. But then again, Eunjung wasn't your average girl, she was a cow reincarnated. 

He ignored her and looked around. 

The restaurant they were at had a vintage theme, with decor and furniture that had obviously been carefully curated and arranged by the owner. There was nothing special about the quality of their food, as could be told from the supermarket-tasting apple juice he was currently drinking, but the restaurant was packed to the brim even though it was only 5PM, with a queue of people still waiting to come in. 

"What does this restaurant have that we don't..." he mumbled to himself thoughtfully. There was no question that the food served at the hotel was tons better, and the service was also tip-top, yet the place was barely half full even during peak hours. 

"Character," Eunjung suddenly piped up. 

"Huh? Did you say something?" 

Eunjung placed her spoon back down on her empty plate and said, "Our restaurant lacks character. Look around here - every piece of furnishing in this restaurant speaks of the owner's character, and it shows through the way the place is put together. Our restaurant serves fantastic food, but the place itself lacks character. It's just your generic hotel restaurant. No one wants to pay through their nose to eat food in a 'nice' place. They want to queue to eat in a place that is different from the rest."

D.O. pondered over her words for a second. Eunjung made some sense (for once) - there was nothing lacking at their restaurant except character. D.O. hadn't picked it up before because he was used to working at restaurants which were already long-established brand names which didn't require any extra embellishments in order to draw in the crowd. Global Hotel's restaurant however, was as Eunjung had described - it lacked character. It was 'nice' but boring.

He was knocked out of his train of thought by an eager waitress in a vintage western-style frilly apron. "Excuse me, are you a couple?"

D.O. looked up at her, stunned into silence.

"Right now we're having a special promotion! We're currently launching a whole series of new cakes for White Day and any couple who can finish all ten different flavours of cake within ten minutes will walk away with a pair of limited edition watches from Solvil et Titus!" the waitress continued excitedly, pointing at the array of cakes in the display.

"Uhh we're not--"

"Yes! We'll do it!" Eunjung cut off D.O. before he could finish his sentence. "Come on, it's just ten slices of cake in exchange for two expensive watches," she kicked D.O. in the shin and hissed. The waitress smiled and nodded, heading off to prepare the ten slices of cake. 

"Why did you kick me for!" D.O. yelped. "And why did you agree to that? Ten slices of cake in ten minutes is no joke! That's like... one slice per minute! Did you even look at the size of those slices?!" Within two minutes the waitress had brought four slices of cake to their table and headed back to get the rest. Just looking at the cakes sitting in front of him was enough to make D.O. feel slightly sick in the stomach. He was always more of a savoury foods type of person, and cake wasn't really his thing. 

"Just eat whatever you can, and I'll do the rest, ok?" Eunjung waved her hand casually. To her, the challenge was far too easy. The prize was already in the bag. 

When the waitress came back with the remaining cake, she whipped out a stopwatch and said, "Are you ready?" 

Eunjung nodded eagerly. D.O. just had his usual stone-face on. 

"Ready, get set, GO!" 

The minute the waitress said "go", Eunjung's hand started flying. Fork in one hand, spoon in the other, she was scooping two mouthfuls at a time and shovelling them non-stop into her mouth like a machine. For a good thirty seconds, all D.O. could do was stare. 

Was this girl for real? 

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and eat!" Eunjung frowned at D.O.. She shoved her own spoon of black forest cake straight into his gaping mouth. 

"You're doing well! Eight minutes left!" the waitress announced. Eunjung picked up speed. Out of the corner of his eye, D.O. could see the stopwatch counting down the seconds, and reluctantly he began to put cake into his mouth. By the fifth mouthful he felt as though he was contracting diabetes but seeing Eunjung continue relentlessly made him feel obliged to continue as well. He couldn't possibly lose in a cake-eating contest to a girl - it would be too great a blow to his ego. 

"Almost done! You have a final thirty seconds!" 

By now a sizeable crowd had gathered round Eunjung and D.O.'s table, all eagerly watching to see whether or not they would be able to complete the challenge.

"Come on! Eat faster!" Eunjung shot a death glare at D.O., whose eating speed had slowed down considerably. 

"You eat faster!" D.O. glared back angrily. 

"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!" With one deep breath, D.O. picked up his final spoonful of cake and shoved it entirely into his mouth, gulping it down in a single second. He swallowed it down so quickly that he thought the piece of cake was stuck halfway down his throat. 

"Yes! We did it!" Eunjung jumped out of her seat and bounced around joyfully. She reached over and grabbed D.O. by the shoulders, shaking him in excitement, making him choke even more. "Oh my I think you better drink some water. Are you alright?" she said when she realised he was going slightly green in the face. She quickly filled up a glass of water and placed it in his hand. 

D.O. couldn't respond because he felt as though the minute he opened his mouth, all the cake he just gobbled down would immediately come out again. He downed the entire glass of water and collapsed back in his chair in disbelief at what he had just done. 

"Congratulations! You've managed to complete our couple cake challenge!" the waitress declared. Another waiter came up to them and placed two boxes on the table. "These are your prizes for completing the challenge. Congratulations once again and we wish you a lifetime of happiness together! Do come back and visit our restaurant again soon." 

Are you kidding? I'm never coming back here again. Never! D.O. thought to himself in horror. 

Eunjung opened the boxes on the table, revealing a beautiful female watch with a white leather strap and diamond-lined watch face and a matching male watch with a similar strap but a larger watch face. "Excellent! I was just thinking of getting a new watch because mine stopped working a couple of weeks ago. Do you want the other one? Because if you don't, I'll give it to--"

"Who said I don't want it!" D.O. snapped, reaching his hand out and grabbing the men's watch quickly. "I earned this."

"Alright alright... no need to get so snappy. I was just thinking since you were so reluctant to participate, maybe you didn't care for the prize."

"Did you honestly think I would go through so much torture for nothing?" D.O. stuffed the box into his bag and stood up in a huff, pushing his chair away abruptly and storming out. He had probably eaten enough cake to last him a lifetime.

#

An hour later, Eunjung was camped outside a public toilet waiting for D.O. to be done. He had already been in there for a good twenty minutes.

"Hello?" she picked up her phone when the ringtone started going off.

"Where are you? I thought we were supposed to go for dinner tonight?" It was Chanyeol. 

"Oh! I completely forgot! I'm so sorry Chanyeol, are you waiting for me at the hotel?" Eunjung clapped her hand over her mouth in horror when she realised that she had forgotten the appointment with her best friend. Chanyeol had suggested treating her to dinner tonight in celebration of having cleared her name in the food poisoning fiasco.

"Yeah... I take it you're not here?" 

"I am so, so sorry." She took a quick glance at her watch. Considering the distance between the hotel and her current location, it would be well past dinnertime by the time she managed to rush back. "I had to go out on a work assignment, and I don't think I'll be able to rush back in time... Sorry Chanyeol, can we do this another time?"

"Where are you? Do you want me to come pick you up?" 

"No, no it's fine, I'll be able to get home by myself. Don't worry about me! Go get some food, you must be hungry after an entire day's work."

"Nonsense, it's no trouble at all. Where are you?" 

"Uhh... I'm at Hongdae doing a market survey of restaurants. I'm not sure when I'll be done though. It kind of depends on what time my idiot boss gets out of the toilet..." Eunjung grumbled. This was the first time she had seen someone get a stomach upset from eating cake. For someone who was a Michelin star chef, D.O.'s stomach was unbelievably weak.

"Your boss? You're with Kyung-- D.O.?" 

"Yep!" Eunjung nodded. "We were trying out some cakes at this restaurant and he's having abit of stomach trouble now. It's really annoying I've been waiting here for twenty minutes." 

"I see... I'll be over in half an hour. Wait for me at the Family Mart next to the Hongdae subway station." 

With a click, the phone call was over.

"Well that was abrupt..." Eunjung murmured to herself.

"Hello? Is anybody out there?" a familiar voice came shouting from inside the men's toilet. "Hello!" 

"D.O.? Is that you?" Eunjung glued her ear to the toilet door and shouted back.

"Yes! There's no more toilet roll..." came D.O.'s desperate voice.

Eunjung looked around. There wasn't anyone in sight. She pushed open the toilet door a crack and peeked in. No one in sight either. She quickly pushed open the door and dashed in, running into the first cubicle and grabbing the toilet roll. "I'm throwing it over!" she shouted, before tossing the roll over the toilet dividers to D.O..

Just for good measure, she decided to check out the other cubicles before leaving. Every single one of them was stocked with toilet roll. She sighed. Of all the toilet cubicles he had to pick, he had to pick the only one without toilet roll... 

"Not even a single thank you?" she shouted back at D.O. as she walked back towards the exit.

"Shut up and get out before anyone sees you!"

Eunjung rolled her eyes.

"Ingrate."

#

"I think I may need the toilet again soon," D.O. muttered as they walked towards Family Mart. Right now all he wanted were some charcoal pills to cure his indigestion.

"Quit whining, we're almost there," Eunjung said, picking up her pace as they approached the store.

Once they were in, D.O. headed straight for the pharmacy section. He quickly bought his charcoal tablets and a bottle of mineral water, bringing them to the tables by the window. He was about to pop two tablets into his mouth and swallow them down in a hurry when someone grabbed his hand. 

"Hey what are you doing? Let go!" he turned to look at Eunjung in surprise. She seemed determined to prolong his suffering, when she was the one who put him into this misery in the first place. 

Eunjung put a bottle of milk on the table in front of him. "Drink this first before you take those tablets, they'll help the medicine take effect faster." 

"Are you sure about this?" D.O. looked at her skeptically.

She nodded quickly. "When I was younger my mum would always give me a glass of milk before charcoal tablets. It helps soothe the stomach too."

D.O. wasn't altogether convinced, but he opened the bottle of milk and took two mouthfuls anyway. He was about to move the bottle away from his mouth and attempt to swallow his charcoal tablets once more when Eunjung grabbed his hand yet again.  

"That's not enough! You need to finish the whole bottle!" With her other hand, she grabbed the bottle of milk and pushed it back towards his mouth, causing a stream of milk to go tumbling down his throat. D.O. quickly pushed her hand away, choking from the sudden dosage of milk. Milk spilt everywhere. 

"Are you crazy?! Are you trying to make me choke to death?" he shouted. 

Eunjung immediately put her hands out, worried that D.O. might suddenly give her one tight slap. "I'm sorry! I was just trying to help!" 

D.O. glared at her angrily before finally swallowing his charcoal tablets, washing it down with some water. "You've got milk everywhere. Clear up the mess!" Today was getting more and more ridiculous by the minute and D.O. was totally regretting agreeing to let Eunjung come along with him for the market survey trip. If she hadn't come along, he wouldn't have forced himself to eat ten slices of cake, landed himself with a stomach upset and ended up with milk splattered over his new shirt.

He was even more certain now that they were born to make each other miserable.

# 

Chanyeol was sitting in the driver's seat of his car, parked across the road from the Family Mart by Hongdae subway station.

He didn't know how long he had been there, but he had been there long enough to see Eunjung try to make Kyungsoo finish a bottle of milk while he was trying to take his stomach medicines. Anyone who didn't know better would have assumed that they were a couple making a casual trip to the convenience store. Chanyeol knew better. He knew that Eunjung and Kyungsoo could hardly stand the sight of one another.  

There was something that disturbed him slightly though. 

He saw Kyungsoo almost choke on his milk, and him glaring angrily at Eunjung after that. The Kyungsoo he knew would have long stormed out of the store and left Eunjung to clear up the mess, but the Kyungsoo he was looking at now did nothing like that.

Kyungsoo walked over to the store assistant and borrowed some napkins, before proceeding to giving half of them to Eunjung, helping her clean up the mess together.

When they were younger, whenever the boys made a mess, Kyungsoo always left Chanyeol to do the cleaning up. This was the first time Chanyeol had seen Kyungsoo clean up on his own accord instead of leaving it entirely to the other person.

Maybe all those years abroad has changed him, he thought to himself. 

He hoped that that was the reason why Kyungsoo's behaviour was different now.

He hoped that was the reason, because the other possibility was one that he would be unable to accept...

Walking out from the shadow of a heartbreak, Jin Eunjung vows to start life afresh as she embarks on a new job in a new environment. There, she finds herself struggling to keep afloat under the suffocating supervision of her OCD boss Do Kyungsoo, a man she doesn't hope to ever understand. When Kim Jongin, the man who once smashed her heart, returns from the States and re-enters her life, Eunjung finds herself having to make some of the most difficult decisions  of her life, ones that truly embody the saying:

There is a fine line between love and hate. 

========

This is a story that revolves around the lives of six young people, all in search of their dreams, and of that elusive thing called love. In their quest for these, all of them find themselves lost in a web of deceit and lies that they can no longer remove themselves from. Trapped within the prisons that they themselves have created, how will they rise above it all? Or will they ultimately be consumed by the flames? 

"Stop wasting time, we'll start the exploration now. There are only a few ways a Haunted House can scare its visitors. As long as you trust that nothing is real, nothing can scare you. When you see the workers, you won't feel scared but think they're acting funny."
Liu Gang ignored Bai Buhui and moved ahead. The team of eleven officially entered the School of the Afterlife. Semi-present crying came from around the corner, and the whispering of children floated on the wind. This used to be a heaven, but now it was only an empty corridor. The half-open wooden doors creaked, and there were small prints left on the wall. They carved down the good memories that the students had once had.
"This feels so real. Last year, we entered the biggest abandoned school in Xin Hai for a courage contest, and this place gives off the same feeling." Lan Dong took out his phone to snap some pictures. "The place doesn't look like it's purposely made old; it's as if the scenario is designed like this. Look at the dust in the windowsill and the burn marks on the wall."
His fingers peeled on the wall, and the dusty white paint hide a layer of burnt cement. "To create this effect, one has to burn the wall once before painting on a new layer. The boss has considered even details like that?"
There were two students next to Lan Dong. One was called Ah Li, slightly overweight. He looked honest. The other was a girl, very quiet and did not like to speak.
"Perhaps the boss moved some burnt walls from outside underground and redesigned them." Liu Gang did not wish for his audience to see any good things about this Haunted House, so he tried to lighten the mood to decrease the sense of fear. "By the way, we have been in here for five minutes already, but we haven't seen even an actor. The workers here are so unprofessional."
"Perhaps they're waiting for a chance." The male assistant laughed in relief. He was about to walk forward when Big Ghost and Small Ghost, who led the way, suddenly stopped.
"Did you hear that weird noise?" Big Ghost, who had been silent thus far, asked. He looked left and right before turning to look behind them. "It seems to come from behind."
"What noise? How come I didn't hear anything?"
"It sounds like a faucet hasn't been tightened, and water is dripping." Big Ghost took several steps back and pushed open the door next to Liu Gang. It looked like a normal toilet, and there were five cubicles inside.
"Be careful. The workers might be hiding inside a cubicle." The spine-tingling background music crawled into their ears, and Big Ghost and Small Ghost entered the toilet while the rest stood at the door.
"What are you so afraid of? There are so many of us. Watch me pull the actor out for everyone to see." Small Ghost burst into the room. He noticed that the camera was on him, and he acted proudly. He pushed the first cubicle open with much ceremony. There was nothing inside the small space, so he continued to open all the other cubicles before stopping at the fifth cubicle.
"Wasted so much energy to build an abandoned toilet. There must be a scare point here. The water sound came from the toilet. Something must be wrong with this last cubicle." Big Ghost and Small Ghost stood at both sides of the door and pushed the door open.
The door slammed into the wall. There was no one hiding in the last cubicle, but there was a broken diary.
"Looks like we scared ourselves for no reason."
The others entered the toilet while Big Ghost and Small Ghost picked up the book from the ground. It had some sentences written on it.
"Do not enter the dripping toilet alone. The four corners might be hiding scary spirits.
"Do not walk with your head lowered. Cold hands will press down on your head.
"Do not stay too long in the room with all the posters. They can't get out, so they will make you stay.
"Do not bite your fingers. Your fingernails will be taken away.
"Do not stare at shattered mirrors, or you might see a different you in it.
"Do not pick up and read this diary. You have read his past and will become the next him."
Small Ghost closed the tattered diary and scoffed. "If I trusted these things, I wouldn't have gone to sleep at a graveyard. Boring…"
He tossed the diary into the dirty toilet, and when the diary touched the water, the door of the first cubicle suddenly slammed shut. With a shiver, Small Ghost glared at the other people in the room. "Who shut the door? Are you mad?"
"No one touched it." Bai Buhui stood at the back of the group. After some hesitation, his palm fell on the door of the first cubicle, and the camera turned to him. Pushing it open, there was still nothing inside the first cubicle.
"The axle doesn't have any mechanism installed on it. Why would it close then? Was it the wind?"
"Something's wrong!" The male assistant suddenly screamed, and that gave Liu Gang a jolt.
"Don't do that. What did you discover?"
"Perhaps I saw wrongly." The male assistant forced a smile. He silently whispered into Liu Gang's ear, "I have been watching your livestream. Earlier, the camera was on Bai Buhui. When he opened the door, there seemed to be a child on the image, and he was squatting inside the first cubicle."
"If you weren't mistaken, the chatroom would have exploded." Liu Gang glanced at the chatroom. It was normal, so it was clear that the assistant was mistaken. "I knew I shouldn't have brought you. Don't scare yourself. We're livestreaming. If you continue to do this, we'll lose face."
After Liu Gang had the camera on him, he put his calm demeanor back on. "Alright, there is nothing to be seen inside this toilet. Let's go looking for the oil paintings and try to finish the quest in less than half an hour."
"Ok." Bai Buhui felt that something was wrong, but he could not pinpoint it. The group walked out of the toilet. Only the male assistant was confused. He lowered his head to look at the livestream on his phone and shook his head. "Perhaps I was really mistaken."
As he was about to move outside, he felt a chill on his neck like a small hand was pressing down on him.
"Who is it‽" Whipping his head around, the male assistant saw a pair of gray legs run past the fifth cubicle.
"What was that?" He did not have the courage to check it alone. He rushed after the rest and did not stay in the toilet alone.
Drip, drip…
Red liquid dripped out from the tap, and faded stains that looked like human faces started to appear from four corners of the toilets. The male assistant held the phone tightly. He squeezed next to Liu Gang, wondering whether he should tell him what he had seen earlier. He was very anxious, and the anxiety could not be dispersed even if he was in a crowd.
He kept turning to look at the toilet. The strange background music crawled into his ears, and the footsteps had a strange echo to them like there was something following them.


The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

In the depths of the palace, a lady was singing an old yet simple tune, her voice sounding weak yet far-reaching. 
Meng Fuyao's heart skipped a beat and felt goosebumps on her skin. From the corner of her eye, she spotted a flash of light. Tilting her head, she saw two narrow streams of water flowing down Zhan Beiye's face, while he was intently listening on the wall. 
The tears gathered into a drop of water on the face of the man who never cried, and slowly, it fell.
That drop of water reflected the moonlight, and it was frighteningly bright. 
Meng Fuyao pressed her fingers into the wall.
They were a pitiful pair of mother and son in the royal family. 
Day and night, the mother did not sleep, and continuously sang in the garden that was nearest to the wall; a wall away, the son was tear-stricken, listening to the yearning voice of his mother who was so near, and yet he could not meet her. 
The mother had gone berserk, but she was acutely aware of her son's situation — the son rushed his journey and was willing to sacrifice everything to dash back to her side, but he could only imagine her withered face outside the palace wall.
So close, yet so far.
Meng Fuyao pressed her forehead against the cold wall, and she too became tearful, as she thought of her hospitalized mother in the previous world. 
Was she also waiting for her and singing the tune "Good Baby" whenever she missed her? 
Did she also go through sleepless nights and instead visited the garden under the moonlight, caressing the resting flower buds with her weak fingers? 
Her silent tears stained the dark red walls, and Zhan Beiye looked towards her. The tears had dried up in his eyes, but those eyes carried additional emotions of pity and dejection. His movements were constrained on the wall, so he reached out and gently patted Meng Fuyao on her shoulder. 
Meng Fuyao gave him a forceful smile, and the light and shadow in her eyes looked like a sky of broken stars. 
Looking at her felt like he was glancing at a scar he had from birth, one that was painful but inseparable. 
This girl who would cry because of him…
These people that he was destined to protect in his life… 
Determination burned in his eyes. With a slight shift of his body, he was about to flip over the wall. 
"… I do not know when my son will be back…"
"Consort Dowager Gongjing." 
The sudden male voice made both Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye jump in shock. With her quick reflexes, Meng Fuyao quickly grabbed on to Zhan Beiye, stopping him in his tracks. 
"It's late, it will be better for you to head back to your room and rest," it sounded like a eunuch trying to persuade Zhan Beiye's mother. 
There was no reply as she continued to sing. 
"Please enter your room!" another male said, and he sounded young but cold. His spoke slowly, placing special emphasis on "Please". 
The eunuchs and servants seemed to have received instructions as there was the sound of footsteps, and then the singing stopped, as though someone had held on to the Consort Dowager. However, she seemed unwilling to cooperate as there were noises of struggling, panting, kicking and dragging. 
"Ouch!" someone cried. "She bit me!" 
When they heard the struggling, Meng Fuyao immediately pressed down Zhan Beiye. 
In an instant, his eyeballs turned red, and his hair stood on end. Meng Fuyao wore an expression of plead, silently begging with her eyes. 'Don't, please don't!' 
The palace was full of guards and that young man was probably his younger brother, waiting for him to fall into the trap. Showing up now was no different from sending himself to death. 
Zhan Beiye leaned on the wall, his body shaking tremendously. As he dug his fingers into the wall, a bloody mess of flesh appeared at his knuckles. 
He turned his head very, very slowly towards Meng Fuyao… He could dash head in without any fear of death, and face Zhan Beiheng and his traps, just so that he could protect his mother from the servants' rough pulling. His mother was afraid of strangers, and she had never allowed anyone other than him to touch her. Thinking of how scared and helpless she must have felt at that moment, he wanted to suffer in place of her so badly… But, he couldn't. 
He was not alone. Meng Fuyao was right beside him. 
He wanted to be responsible for his mother, but he also wanted to be responsible for Meng Fuyao. How could he put her in danger because of his selfishness? 
Zhan Beiye closed his eyes. 
He pressed his forehead against the wall silently with all his might. Without any regard for his own health, he drilled his head into the wall and rubbed against it, causing the dark-red outer layer to wear off, and the wall was stained a different layer of crimson red. That red area continued to widen, but he refused to stop, as though that was the only way to suppress his pain of not being able to save his mother, even though she was being humiliated. 
Meng Fuyao forcefully bit on her lower lip, sinking her teeth deep in. Looking away from Zhan Beiye, she forced herself to think of a way to save his mother, or at least allow them to meet each other. The poor lady really seemed like she had no more strength to persevere. 
As the struggle ensued in the palace, Meng Fuyao continued holding back Zhan Beiye, for fear that he would be unable to withstand this grueling torture and suddenly jump up to attack. Amid the commotion, someone spoke. 
"Forget it."
It sounded like the voice of a middle-aged man and had the authoritative tone of a leader who was used to being in power. Beside her, Zhan Beiye's eyebrows twitched, and Meng Fuyao immediately understood that Zhan Nancheng was present as well. 
There was silence in the palace, and the lady did not cry. But her singing ensued right when the servants released her. 
"… I do not know when my son will be back…"
Everyone in the palace listened to her quietly. A long while later, the Heaven Demon Emperor gently sighed. "I seemed to have heard of this song when I was young." 
His tone was of reminiscence of his faded memories. He slowly said, "Empress Dowager passed away early, but I vaguely remember that she really liked you, and both of you interacted frequently. When I was six, I sat on her knees and heard her sing this." 
Everyone remained even quieter, and Zhan Beiheng seemed to cough. 
However, Consort Dowager Gongjing suddenly stopped her singing. Moments later, she stammered, "… Shouldn't have sung to you."
"Oh?" Zhan Nancheng questioned. 
She said in a loud voice, "You want to kill him - you want to kill him-"
At that moment, her flow of thoughts was clear, there was no pause in her speech, and she even knew what Zhan Nancheng wanted to do. She did not feel like a lunatic at all. 
Zhan Beiye trembled, and no one in the palace dared to say a word. 
"So what if I want to kill him?" Zhan Nancheng paused for a moment, but he admitted without any hesitation. "How can I let someone vie for my position?" 
"… He doesn't care!" she defended her son in an aggressive tone. 
Zhan Nancheng seemed to have smiled, probably because he felt that it was comical for him to converse with a lunatic woman. "Enough of this commotion at such an hour. Subdue her and bring her to her room. The rest, back to your positions," he coldly ordered, before turning to Zhan Beiheng. "Younger brother Heng, follow me to the imperial study." 
"Yes."
Footsteps faded in the distance, followed by a huge group of soldiers. In front of them, the soldiers on patrol were marching over to their wall, so Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye climbed over to another wall, and continued hiding in the shadows. 
From afar, Meng Fuyao took a glance at the Emperor and his brother who walked out and calculated the distance and the number of people around them. It seemed impossible to dash out at that point and take them, hostage, so she could only give up. 
Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye continued waiting until it was the time that most people would choose to relax or doze off. They were just about to enter secretly, but there was the sound of a door opening, and it seemed like someone was walking over to their wall. That person leaned against the wall lazily and yawned. "For so many consecutive days, we haven't been able to have a good night's sleep. I am so tired," he said. 
Another person agreed. "I calculated the time. It's impossible for Zhan Beiye to be in Pandu at this time, even if he flew over. Why should we start guarding now?" 
The first person who spoke added, "I even heard that he died in the Changhan mountain range."
"Really?" it sounded like three voices, of which two sounded surprised, and one sounded upset. 
"Tens of thousands of elite soldiers chased him and forced him into the Forest of Death. You know that no one ever walked out of that alive." 
There was silence in the air. A while later, someone said dejectedly, "What a pity for a legendary hero like the Prince… "
"Cunzhi! Be careful of what you say!" one of them reprimanded. "That's the traitor that the Emperor personally ordered to kill!" 
Cunzhi was indifferent. A while later, he said angrily, "Old Sun, how could you say this? Three years ago, your son had smallpox, and you couldn't afford to pay the famous doctor. You could only raise half of the fees even after asking all of your relatives for help, and your son was about to die. If it wasn't for Prince Zhan, who heard of the news and generously gave you money, the grass on your son's tomb would have been at least half a foot tall by now!" 
Old Sun coughed and kept quiet. Cunzhi smirked at him and stood up, saying, "I'm going to the toilet." 
He walked a few steps and reached the toilet. When he released his pants, a black shadow flashed by him. He raised his head in shock and looked right into a pair of big and bright eyes. 
The owner of those eyes amiably smiled at him and casually helped him to buckle up the pants that he had forgotten about. That person whispered, "Shhhh-" 
This person who entered the male toilet to help someone buckle up his pants at midnight was, of course, Meng Fuyao.
Cunzhi opened his mouth to scream but Meng Fuyao's hands shot up, and he immediately felt that he could neither breathe nor speak. He stared at Meng Fuyao in terror, not knowing how she would murder him. 
However, behind Meng Fuyao, a dark figure slowly appeared. 
A wave of emotions appeared in Cunzhi's eyes - first, it was surprise, then joy, and then terror. Meng Fuyao stared at his expression and said, "Brother Cunzhi, we overheard your conversation. Thanks for speaking up. I think you know what Prinze Zhan is here for, will you be willing to help us?" 
He hesitated and replied in a soft voice, "I am delighted that you are still alive Prince… but just a word of advice. Rescuing Consort Dowager is impossible. When you exit this toilet, be it inside or outside this palace, every step is filled with baits and booby traps. Even if I sacrifice my life, I will also be unable to help you rescue her." 
"I only want to see her," said Zhan Beiye in a low voice. "I want her to know that I am fine."
Cunzhi remained silent. Meng Fuyao suddenly asked, "There's a female toilet adjacent to this male toilet right?" 
"Yes," he answered. "The number of soldiers guarding this area increased, so they built two toilets that are close to each other. Their back windows face each other." 
"If we let Consort Dowager enter the female toilet, won't they be able to meet?"
"That's not possible," he refuted. "With Her Highness's status, she will definitely not use such a rundown toilet like this." 
"We can substitute her." Meng Fuyao laughed, and she muttered a few lines to him. After some thought, he nodded in approval. 
Zhan Beiye immediately questioned, "Fuyao, what do you want to do?" 



While excavating tombs, an archaeologist, the “red-haired witch,” causes too great a disturbance, becoming a martyr as a result of the grave chamber’s collapse. Seventeen years later, she finds herself transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent as the delinquent, Meng Fuyao, who struggles to survive in the lowest rungs of society. 

As a tsundere, crafty, loyal, vengeful, bold, and sharp-tongued woman, she has a unique charm that draws people around her.

Follow the funny Fuyao as she defies fate and ascends to supremacy! 

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