Invincible Me Only Wants to Slack Off

"Tian... Jun?" Ice Kaguya's body trembled uncontrollably.

This name was like a scorching stone cast into the frozen lake of her heart; the sturdy fortress of the Ice Kaguya persona developed cracks under this form of address.

Huang Guang nodded, pursed his lips, and mimicked Kaguya's tone, drawing out the final syllable with thick sarcasm: "Yes, Tian Jun~ Tsk, 'Tian' Jun, the 'King' of the world... Heh, this title, looking at it now, is truly... terrifyingly apt."

Kaguya's red pupils constricted sharply, her mouth slightly agape.

In her understanding, Chen Tian was a dazzling star on the stage, perhaps possessing some investment acumen.

But to mobilize the Gojo Family, an existence standing at the pinnacle of transcendent power? This completely exceeded the boundaries of her imagination! Just who was he?!

Watching the undisguised shock and wavering in Kaguya's eyes, Huang Guang's cold, sinister smile deepened.

He leaned forward slightly, like a viper flicking its tongue: "Now, do you understand why our 'wise' father has been urging you, using every excuse possible, to invite your 'Tian Jun' to the family banquet?"

Kaguya froze in place.

She had assumed her father's high regard was based on Chen Tian's massive influence in the entertainment industry or the commercial potential he had displayed. She had never imagined... that the power involved behind the scenes was on the level of the Gojo Family!

Huang Guang's voice dropped suddenly, heavy with oppression, every word like an Ice Cone, ruthlessly chiseling at Kaguya's wavering mental defenses: "Kaguya, you are the Young Miss of the Shiongo Family. The family has given you everything; now, it is time for you to repay them."

He paused, his gaze scraping across Kaguya's face like a cold blade, "If you can't even handle this 'small matter'... then you, this 'perfect Young Miss,' truly have no value at all. When that time comes..."

He did not finish, but the implication was more bone-chilling than any words—No one will want you.

"I understand, Elder Brother." Kaguya's voice sounded low, colder and harder than before, as if the previous wavering had never existed.

The Ice Kaguya persona once again took the upper hand, freezing and sealing away all chaotic emotions.

"I will make Chen Tian... first..."

Before she could finish her sentence, several clear, rhythmic knocks on the door broke the suffocating, deathly silence of the tea room.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A flicker of annoyance at being interrupted flashed in Huang Guang's eyes, and Kaguya's red pupils instantly locked onto the closed paper door.

The door was pulled open gently. A black-haired man in a crisp suit with his hair slicked back walked in.

His eyes were habitually narrowed, scanning the tense air of the tea room with the sharpness of a fox, as if silently deciphering everything that had just occurred.

The person who arrived was Kaguya's third brother, Siongo Un'ei, who had been responsible for her elite education since childhood.

Un'ei stepped into the tea room, his movements carrying a deliberate composure and calm.

He bowed slightly to Huang Guang, who was leaning against the cushions, his tone respectful yet devoid of warmth: "Elder Brother."

The cold, calculating look on Huang Guang's face vanished instantly, replaced by a warm and cordial smile as if by magic, as if he were not the same person who had just been pressuring his sister.

He greeted him enthusiastically, like a truly concerned older brother: "Oh, it's Un'ei. Is something the matter?"

Un'ei looked at Huang Guang's "amiable" face, his heart remaining completely calm.

He knew the true nature of this eldest brother all too well; he was perfectly aware of the twisted schemes hidden beneath this friendly mask.

He merely maintained a veneer of respect, straightened his posture, and let his gaze sweep quickly between Huang Guang and Kaguya before settling on Huang Guang, saying in a steady voice:

"Mr. Chen Tian has arrived."

The cold atmosphere that had just existed between Huang Guang and Kaguya began to shift.

The deliberately crafted smile on Huang Guang's face stiffened for a moment, then, as if he had heard something extremely interesting, the smile widened instead, his eyes flashing with genuine interest and even a hint of deliberate surprise: "Oh?!"

Hearing her third brother's sudden announcement, Kaguya's eyes widened, and she stood up from her seat.

The playful smile on Huang Guang's face deepened. He stood up slowly, casually straightened the loose lapels of his kimono, and glanced at the wall clock—19:55.

"Heh..." He let out a light, ambiguous chuckle and looked at Un'ei, "What a rare and distinguished guest. Mr. Chen Tian, who couldn't be invited no matter how hard we tried before, has actually... come uninvited?"

His tone carried undisguised probing and a hint of irritation at having his rhythm disrupted.

Kaguya's sudden standing caused a flicker of dark light to pass through his eyes.

Un'ei nodded calmly, his gaze turning to Kaguya, who remained frozen in place, as he clearly stated the key information: "Kaguya, Mr. Chen Tian is here to see you."

This sentence was like a massive boulder cast into a calm lake.

It felt as if something had exploded in Kaguya's mind.

Her heart, which had just been forcibly frozen by Ice Kaguya, began to beat violently because of this sentence.

Huang Guang's pressure, the cold calculations, that bone-chilling remark about having "no value" still echoed in her ears; she had been on the verge of being forced to make a promise...

Chen Tian's appearance was like an unexpected beam of light, forcibly tearing through that suffocating darkness.

He... is here specifically to see me?

At this time?

Did he... hear something? Or... is he here to save me?

This thought surged out uncontrollably, and even she was shaken to her core by the absurd hope that welled up in that instant.

The hard shell of Ice Kaguya saw cracks spreading wildly in the face of this sudden "possibility."

Huang Guang's gaze coiled around Kaguya like a viper, taking in every moment of her distraction and wavering.

The corners of his mouth curled into an even more meaningful, bone-chilling arc.

"Oh?" Huang Guang drew out the tone, his eyes sweeping back and forth between Kaguya and Yun Ying, filled with scrutiny and calculation. "Coming all this way... to find our Young Miss Kaguya?"

He sat back down on the cushion, his posture appearing relaxed, yet his eyes were sharp as a hawk's, locked tightly onto Kaguya. "Well, what are you waiting for? Kaguya, why don't you go and 'welcome' your distinguished guest? This is, after all... the critical moment to restore your 'value'."

He deliberately emphasized the word "value" at the end, driving it like a stake into the heart of the ripples just beginning to form in Kaguya's mind.

Kaguya's body tensed further, a storm churning deep within her crimson pupils.

She took a deep breath, the Ice Kaguya personality forcibly suppressing all the roiling emotions, at least... on the surface, freezing over once again.

She bowed slightly and stiffly toward Yun Ying and Huang Guang, her voice cold and hard, sounding nothing like her own:

"I... understand."

The layer of fake warmth on Huang Guang's face became a fraction more genuine.

Kaguya's "understand" was like the final, precise note in a carefully composed symphony, leaving him satisfied.

Yun Ying's brows, however, knitted together. He did not believe Huang Guang truly cared for Kaguya; those eyes held nothing but naked calculation.

Treating Kaguya like a gift to be pushed out to appease Chen Tian? The thought sent a chill through his core.

At that very instant—

"Understand what?"

A voice, calm yet possessing an undeniable presence, clearly pierced the solidified air of the tea room.

Huang Guang's smile froze on his face.

Yun Ying jerked his head up.

Kaguya's straight back shuddered, her frozen crimson eyes turning toward the source of the sound.

The three pairs of eyes focused in unison on the large, open window of the tea room.

A man sat upon the window frame, though no one had noticed when he arrived.

The night breeze ruffled the stray hair on his forehead; his black leather jacket had sharp, clean lines. One long leg rested casually on the sill, while the other dangled, swaying slightly.

His right hand held a cold, hard-shelled full-face motorcycle helmet, its edges seemingly still damp with the night dew.

He frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the three people in the room with little warmth, before finally settling on Huang Guang's stiff face with a look of scrutiny.

The tea room fell into a deathly silence, a hundred times heavier than before.

Alarm bells rang in the minds of Huang Guang and Yun Ying: How did he get in?!

The Shiongo Family main estate was heavily guarded, with countless sentries and hidden lookouts. Servants filled the corridors. More importantly, just minutes ago, Yun Ying had received word that Kaguya's second brother, Siongo Seiryu, was waiting outside the main gate in person to "welcome" Chen Tian!

Yet now, this man had appeared without warning, silent and soundless, on the windowsill of this innermost tea room! As casual as if he were returning home!

No one had noticed! No one had reported it! This was a naked insult to the security of the Shiongo Family!

The muscles in Huang Guang's face twitched; the smile he had carefully maintained shattered, leaving only shock and a trace of fury at being provoked to his face. He wanted to demand an explanation, but his throat felt as if it were being throttled.

Yun Ying's shock was even deeper, his gaze sweeping rapidly over Chen Tian's entire body—no signs of a struggle, his breathing steady. He had entered as if walking through an empty land! Was the Shiongo defense a sieve before him? A chill crawled up Yun Ying's spine.

When Chen Tian's figure struck her vision, when those words "Understand what?" hammered against her eardrums, the ice encasing her heart shattered with a deafening roar.

At the very moment before her self-esteem was about to be crushed.

Was he... here to stop it?

A faint thought hammered wildly against her reason. The Ice Kaguya personality swayed violently, the coldness beneath the mask on the verge of collapse.

She could only clench her fingers tightly inside her sleeves, her nails digging deep into her palms, using the sharp pain to maintain her final disguise.

Chen Tian's gaze swept past Huang Guang's ugly expression, slid over Yun Ying's furrowed brows, and finally landed on Kaguya, who stood as still as an ice sculpture.

His eyes lingered on her face for a moment, as if identifying something.

Then, he spoke to Kaguya, his brows still slightly furrowed, his tone flat yet heavy enough to shatter the solidified air like a sledgehammer:

"Emmm?" he asked. "Who is bullying you?"

Chapter 46 Hanabi

Huang Guang's face turned as black as if it had been smeared with charcoal.

Chen Tian's question, "Who is bullying you?", was like an invisible slap, landing directly across his face.

Chen Tian didn't wait for him to react, jumping down from the window frame with a light, soundless landing.

He walked up to the rigid Kaguya in a few strides, his gait as casual as if he were strolling through his own backyard.

Then he suddenly leaned down, his excessively handsome face closing in on Kaguya's instantly, his nose almost touching hers!

At such close range, his deep pupils locked sharply onto Kaguya's frozen, frost-covered crimson eyes. He frowned ever so slightly, letting out a low nasal sound:

Ice Kaguya. Chen Tian thought to himself.

The girl before him had eyes as cold and hard as stone frozen for a thousand years, completely different from the girl he remembered who always maintained the perfect demeanor of a Young Miss.

The next second, he straightened up, as if that highly oppressive proximity had just been an illusion.

He casually shoved the metal motorcycle helmet he had been carrying into Kaguya's arms, which she had wrapped around herself subconsciously.

"Hold this," he said.

Two words, brooking no argument.

Having finished all this, he leisurely turned half his body, his gaze indifferent as it fell upon Shikoku Kōkō, whose face was a kaleidoscope of expressions.

"Shikoku Kōkō?"

He spoke, using the full name without a shred of honorifics in his tone.

The muscles in Shikoku Kōkō's jaw twitched, clearly stung by such an impolite address.

Yet, the gloom on his face was forcibly suppressed in an instant, replaced by a nearly sycophantic, respectful smile as he even gave a slight bow:

"That is indeed me, Mr. Chen Tian."

Chen Tian watched this hypocritical display, a flicker of undisguised weariness crossing his eyes.

He raised one eyebrow, his gaze piercing through that layer of fake smiles without reservation as he struck back directly:

"Explain." He gestured with his chin toward Kaguya, who was clutching her helmet and standing as rigid as an ice sculpture, his voice dropping several degrees. "Just now, what did she 'understand'?"

Shikoku Kōkō's smile froze on his face, feeling as if he had a fly stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it. The air froze once again.

In this suffocating silence, Siongo Un'ei suddenly stepped forward.

"Mr. Chen." He bowed slightly, his voice low but clear. "My brother's words were offensive, but he meant no disrespect toward Kaguya. The Shiongo Family's sincerity toward you..."

Before he could finish, Chen Tian's gaze swept over him. That look caused the second half of Siongo Un'ei's sentence to get stuck firmly in his throat.

"It had better be." Chen Tian tossed out only these four words; his tone was as light as a feather, yet the weight was as heavy as Thousand Jun.

Having said that, he turned to look at Kaguya, who was still standing frozen in place, clutching her helmet.

The gaze that had been cold as frost just a moment ago softened instantly, and the corners of his mouth curled into a gentle smile, a stark contrast to the man from a moment before.

"Let's go." He reached out, placed his hand on Kaguya's small head, and ruffled her soft black hair. "I'll take you to set off fireworks."

Kaguya was stunned.

Her eyes widened slightly, her lips trembled, but she could not utter a single word.