The young man who had been so dismissive of him actually shuddered instinctively. As though he had suffered some terrible injustice, he hugged his scraped, reddened knees and pitifully curled into his arms, using his body to shield himself completely, as though...
He had made him someone to lean on.
Someone to lean on? For a monster who ruled over slaughter, the phrase was truly ironic.
The BOSS's eyes darkened. He clearly did not understand the other's intentions.
An inky tentacle tipped Yu Qing's face up, its surface flecked with white, suggestive and provocative.
He was just about to study his eyes when... Yu Qing suddenly turned his head and kissed him of his own accord!
His thin lips were burning hot, his tongue brushing lightly. Before long, soft kissing sounds followed.
The tentacle quivered twice, then forced the young man's face straight with even greater force!
The instant their eyes met, the passion in Yu Qing's gaze was feigned, while the indifference in the BOSS's eyes had begun to waver.
After drinking ten drops of the man's blood and receiving a "temporary mark," an intricate Red Spider Lily pattern faintly appeared on the back of Yu Qing's hand.
It was black, exuding an oppressive force that seeped into his very marrow.
According to the system's information, BOSSes above level six possessed this ability. A "temporary mark" could temporarily control every action of its target. Duration: half a month.
That probably meant that for the next half month, he could only be the BOSS's puppet. Whether prey or plaything, in any case...
Yu Qing slowly hooked the monster's clothes open and tried to burrow inside, his teasing breath spilling against the other's chest. "Master..."
The perpetually cold fingertips inexplicably tingled, and the mist shrouding the entire Detention Room behind him stirred slightly as well.
An opening!
Yu Qing had always been perceptive, and he immediately pressed his advantage. "Master, I'm willing to be your possession. You may use me, abuse me, trample me however you please..."
The innocent-looking young man's lashes fluttered, his breath brushing the BOSS's neck.
The BOSS did not understand. Yu Qing looked so innocent, so why was his voice so seductive, as though it could bewitch someone? "But anyone else... is forbidden!"
The young man raised his arm, its sleeve torn, and slid his fingertips over the BOSS's finely sculpted Adam's apple. "Master, what are they? Worthless, lowly trash. They don't deserve to share your plaything."
As his words fell, the temperature in the room plummeted. Even the skeletal orderlies guarding the doorway began to shiver.
A lethal pressure engulfed their bodies. They were frightened and cold, trembling all over, yet their feet seemed rooted to the spot. They could not even cry for help or run!
Black mist filled the room. They could not see where the person the director had ordered them to eat was, and could only hear that voice continue its bewitching appeal. "Master, they scraped my knees dragging me here. They damaged the integrity of your 'plaything.'"
"They... disrespected you..."
The next moment, swish-
It sounded as though something had been sliced open.
The smell of bone ash rapidly spread through the air.
When he could see again, Yu Qing discovered that the orderlies who had been waiting at the door to eat him had had their knees gouged out entirely.
The stark white bones floated in midair. Before their very eyes, an invisible force crushed them into powder, bit by bit.
Then the young man in the BOSS's arms coughed softly, as though choking on the smell of their pulverized bones. Immediately afterward, their entire bodies began to decay. All they could do was stare with hollow eyes, watching themselves crumble into dust, with no hope of survival.
By the time he was carried out of the Detention Room, the BOSS had vanished. Yu Qing now wore a black coat, cold to the touch, hanging from his shoulders all the way to his thighs. From a distance, it looked like... an ill-fitting dress.
[Beep-] [System repairs complete. Livestream resumed. Dear streamer, enjoy your game.]
Following the mechanical announcement, Yu Qing saw the system screen floating before him reopen, revealing an audience beside itself with excitement.
[Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! Are we allowed to see this? Those tears, those red marks, the state he's in-have they already finished? They had the whole afternoon~~~] [Aaaaaah! I'm wriggling around on my bed with excitement! Why is not seeing it even hotter than seeing it? Hah, hah...] [Am I the only one who noticed the streamer's coat? That looks like the BOSS's coat. A? Boyfriend's? Shirt?] [What are you talking about? The streamer said that's his husband. A husband and wife who want nothing more than to kill each other every time they meet-I ship it! So! Damn! Thrilling!]
Meanwhile, the livestream viewers were not the only ones watching him. Beneath the angel statue stood the director, his face covered in wrinkles.
Night had already fallen. Under the dim light, the director meticulously wiped down the angel statue before him. The red rag in his hand dripped steadily, occasionally oozing scarlet liquid that splattered all over the floor.
Before long, bzz, bzz-
The lights flickered, plunging his vision into darkness. The next second, the director, who had still been far away, suddenly stood right in front of Yu Qing without warning!
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