Each with Their Own Schemes

"Next stop, Senpou Temple. Passengers getting off, please exit through the left-side doors in the direction of travel..."

Inside the subway car, Ren Suo and Zhao Huo stood in a corner chatting. Given their status, they naturally felt too embarrassed to compete with other wage slaves for seats during rush hour—after all, the longer they worked, the stronger they became, the thicker their hair grew, and the more abundant their Essence, Energy, and Spirit became. Ordinary people were basically the opposite.

"So this time, you want us to help you reconcile with your three confidantes?" Ren Suo asked.

Zhao Huo nodded. "Ever since we came back from Sapporo, I gave each of them a set of underwear... and then they stopped talking to me."

Ren Suo said, "You're such a pervert. Giving people underwear—aren't you obviously hoping they'll wear it for you to see? Ugh."

"It was all you and Qiao Muyi's fault!" At the mention of that, Zhao Huo's biceps involuntarily tensed. He gritted his teeth in hatred. "If you and Qiao Muyi hadn't egged me on, how could I have given them that kind of gift?"

"That's not right. Do you really think things ended up this way just because you gave them three sets of underwear? Wrong!"

Ren Suo said, "In my experience, it's because you confessed your love to all three of them at once. Such obvious scumbag behavior would naturally provoke intense disgust from them. It wouldn't matter what you gave them. Other gifts would at most be like a lighter, but giving underwear turned it into blasting them with a flamethrower—the result is the same. It'll explode either way."

Zhao Huo asked, "In your experience...?"

"Don't worry about that." Ren Suo waved a hand, slung an arm around Zhao Huo's shoulder, and the two