Sausage Wrapped in Sausage, Life Is Unpredictable!

Divine Realm Valley.

Lush grass carpeted the ground, and towering ancient trees stood everywhere.

A hundred flowers bloomed throughout the valley, making it resemble a secluded immortal paradise.

Two figures floated in the void, silently watching everything below.

"This place is pretty nice. Comfy as can be."

A clear female voice chimed in agreement.

"It's beautiful. A true paradise beyond the world."

Amid this fairyland, a woman was dancing gracefully.

She looked no older than twenty.

At the most beautiful age of her youth.

A pale yellow long dress perfectly outlined her figure.

Her captivating dance seemed to shine in harmony with the flowers around her.

It was impossible to tell whether the woman was lovelier than the flowers.

Or whether the flowers were more radiant than the woman.

In any case, everything before them was breathtaking.

Yet amid the flowers and grass stood a very incongruous reclining chair.

Someone lay lazily atop it.

He appeared half-awake and half-asleep, exuding indescribable slothfulness.

Though this man was only in his twenties, his face was covered in thick stubble.

A sly gleam flickered in his peach blossom eyes.

He looked rather shifty.

No matter how one looked at him, he ruined the scenery.

At that moment, he had both hands behind his head.

With intoxicated eyes, he stared unblinkingly at the yellow-dressed fairy as she danced.

His gaze drifted up and down over her.

Who knew whether he was admiring her dance or coveting something else.

Before long, the yellow-dressed fairy stopped dancing.

Facing the blooming flowers, she gave a proper, ladylike bow to conclude her performance.

But that sleazy middle-aged uncle chuckled.

Looking at the graceful dancer, he swallowed.

Then, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey,

he sprang from the recliner and lunged directly at the yellow-dressed dancer.

She