Smiling on the Outside, Cursing on the Inside

"Try it once!"

"Yes, yes, let's try it once..."

"Let Yaochuan Guang play the guest and set an example for us!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"..." It's fine as an example, but...

If the guest is Yaochuan Guang, it's not unacceptable.

"Alright, then I'll play the maid, Yaochuan Guang will play the guest."

As she said this, Cong Yu got ready and pretended to pick up the menu... but the menu actually only had omelet rice on it.

Then, amidst laughter and chatter, Yaochuan Guang walked in through the classroom door, looking around suspiciously.

The students responsible for greeting customers called out "Welcome!" in a sparse and weak voice.

"..." Wearing a black and white maid outfit, Yaochuan Guang finally realized why Cong Yu was so uninterested...

How can you run a good maid cafe surrounded by these worms!?

Then, after Yaochuan Guang took his seat, Cong Yu slowly walked towards her.

The maid outfit was exquisite and appropriate, with a white lace collar that accentuated Cong Yu's unusually fair skin, and the black skirt swaying gently with his steps.

The lace headdress complemented her outfit.

It's almost impossible to tell that Cong Yu is male...

"Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

As he said this, Cong Yu's performance was spot-on; his manners were almost impeccably elegant, and then...

"By the way, the menu only has omelet rice."

One sentence ruined the whole atmosphere.

"..."

"Puff--"

Yaochuan's acting skills were clearly lacking.

Guang couldn't hold back and burst out laughing for a moment, "Ahem... Omelette rice, thank you."

The people around were overjoyed.

But there's nothing we can do about it... After all, it's impossible for everyone to prepare too many dishes; it's good that someone can make omelet rice.

Then, Cong Yu struck an impeccable pose and served a plate of... omelet rice that didn't look like anything edible.

Yaochuan Guang: "..."

The students. "..."

The act can't go on anymore, everyone's almost at their breaking point...

This prop omelet rice looks absolutely hideous!

To put it bluntly, this is completely...

History!

"..." However, Cong Yu persisted in his performance, the tomato sauce in his hand swirling like I was twirling a knife, almost creating a phantom. "Master, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Enjoy your heart-shaped omelet rice."

As she spoke, Cong Yu drew a heart on the omelet rice with a fluid, almost flamboyant gesture, and wrote the word "Love" in English.

The performance then ended.

This really taught everyone a lesson.

Compared to Cong Yu's appearance, it's his manners that are truly outstanding... I feel like if everyone could replicate that, the sales figures wouldn't be bad.

Unfortunately, none of the students could do it...

If you can't do it, you can't do it.

Of course, Yaochuan Guang later tried a bite of omelet rice and almost fainted... but that's another story.

Chapter 243 Laughing inwardly while cursing

Each Monster King has their own unique "path," which is difficult to evaluate and hard to explain clearly...

Examples are necessary.

Take Cong Yu as an example... In other people's eyes, Cong Yu and the "King of Wind City" are two different people, and they have some connection, but not much.

This is Cong Yu's choice...

Because he didn't want to "govern" anything, nor did he want to be stared at with respectful eyes while shopping... If possible, he still hoped to be more free.

Only those who spend every day with her... those with sharp minds, can guess that beneath the surface of "Cong Yu" lies the identity of a king.

However, Cong Yu only needs to use her beauty slightly... ptooey, ptooey, ptooey.

As long as you are genuinely friendly, you can make the blue-haired magical girl, who doesn't want to reveal her name, give up the idea of investigating.

Cong Yu is quite unique among the eccentric individuals who claim to be kings.

Taking Snow Woman as an example, she usually doesn't show herself in front of mortals. Therefore, the "Surface Side" of North Capital are not very familiar with Snow Woman.

Even in the entire North Capital, the Surface Side Inner Side the outer and inner sides no longer matters, even...

The entire North Capital was under the rule of the Snow Woman.

Well, that's quite unusual.

Therefore, it can be inferred that the vast majority of Monster King actually have their own ideas, choices, and methods.

Among them, are there any particularly unusual or even bizarre Monster King?

In fact, it does exist.

Saint King's special status, from an outsider's perspective, is probably comparable to Cong Yu's... He's a big influencer.

In other words, he is the only one who is verified on Twitter. He has no other identity and no personal or private accounts.

He brazenly operates as the Monster King, both on the Surface Side and in the Inner Side workings.

She even acted in a movie.

It seems to be called "Celtic Legend".

Such an existence, rather than a "King of Monster King," is more like a "superstar" or "king" in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, this legendary star is also the president of the entire British Isles.

This is undoubtedly a shortcut to "peace".

That's why, when congratulating Cong Yu on becoming king, the Saint King remarked that Cong Yu had taken a "long detour"...

However, his joy at Cong Yu's passing was genuine.

If Saint King was born to be the king of Britain, then Cong Yu was born to rule the world of monsters.

Saint King always thought that the old man who was tied up was not only weak but also arrogant. He would call meetings with them from time to time and couldn't mediate the relationship between the Monster King... He was a complete waste!

That old woman's strength used to be considerable, but now it's weakened to the point that she probably can't even defeat the two guardians at her gate.

Only the kind-hearted Cong Yu was willing to play that guy's childish game of emperor and subject... Actually, he should have already obtained Chi You's gold coins long ago.

The strange man's general direction was guided by Cong Yu, the main content of the meetings was edited by Cong Yu, and Cong Yu was responsible for cultivating the strange man's relationships.

If a vote were held now, asking whether to abolish the emperor and who to support for the throne... if you couldn't vote for yourself, Cong Yu would probably win unanimously.

Saint King had been thinking about finding an opportunity to get Cong Yu some new clothes.

What? Where is Chi You?

Emperors? They were merely ordinary people born in an era without Cong Yu!

"Isn't this assessment a bit too outrageous?"

The white-haired magical girl muttered to herself, "Besides, Your Majesty... I have a strange feeling that saying this is a bit ominous."

I don't know why, but I just have a bad feeling about it.

Meanwhile, the Saint King, now dressed in formal attire, was ready to go out. "Let's go. Cong Yu doesn't like lavish banquets, nor..."

"I like being in the spotlight... We don't need to tell anyone about this meeting."

Saint King still remembered the last time he met Cong Yu at the amusement park. Because he hadn't paid attention to concealing his whereabouts.

So it changed from "playing" to "inspecting".

Saint King vividly remembers Cong Yu's speechless expression at that time.

The white-haired magical girl looked on with interest as she watched the Saint King prepare to meet with Cong Yu: "So, this is a secret rendezvous?"

Saint King: "..."

She glanced at the Royal Chief Magical Girl.

The Saint King remained silent.

--

Cong Yu remembered that the last time she came to Britain was a long time ago... Usually, her meetings with the Saint King always took place in other countries.

However, this is different from Cong Yu's perspective as seen from an observer's point of view.

In truth, Cong Yu himself didn't have any special feelings for the Saint King... The Saint King was his friend.

How should I put it?

It's a bit like the little lynx I casually rescued as a child, which then transforms into a lion in a moment of crisis, wipes out the poachers, and remains on the grassland as the lion king.

They even invited him to rule the vast grasslands together, but he declined...

That's pretty much the feeling.

Although she has become successful, Cong Yu is not the kind of person who would change her attitude just because her friend has become successful... In comparison, Snow Woman's status is more valuable.

After all, they were childhood sweethearts.

Therefore, Cong Yu always treated him as a brother... the kind of brother who talks in a somewhat chuunibyou way, but is quite understanding of his thoughts.

They are indeed important friends, but if we were to rank them, they would probably only be in... T2 position.

How would you describe this "Friends T-Table"?

Well, if a T0 player dies and can't be resurrected, Cong Yu might just go insane— Extinction Formula! Activate!

T1's friends will search for a way to revive amidst their Sorrow... If they cannot revive, Cong Yu will be very sad.

Negative emotions are gradually suppressed, and one day they are destined to succumb to them.

The players in T2 will also be sad and search for a way to revive... but if they can't find one, then they will only be sad.

Cherish the memories of our time together and move forward with the spirit of friendship.

That's about it...

What? You're asking where Miss Mermaid from 21st Group is on the T-list? Hmm... probably T-AE86.

Yes, hexadecimal.

At that moment, Cong Yu was leaning against the alley, typing away on his phone... This time, no thugs came to ambush him.

Because it wouldn't be good for ordinary people to see the Jormungandr Train, he could only choose a secluded corner each time and crawl out from behind the wall.

Of course, Cong Yu also wore a mask as always.

Perhaps one day, Cong Yu will be able to openly remove the mask, but that will obviously be when everything is at a standstill.

[Cong Yu: I've arrived in Oak Town. The residents seem prepared to relocate; I haven't spotted Monster yet.]

After a while, the message was marked "read".

[Saint King: They are here, they have always been here.]

As the Saint King responded, Cong Yu seemed to sense something, and gently raised her head to look at the cloaked figure sitting on the wall.