Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)
Part Thirty—translated by purplezero (proofread by Trespasserby & Arcedemius; C/E edited by lucathia)
God Charity playfully winked. “He just left.”
Bai Xue Chen was finally able to relax and rushed to ask, “God Charity, have you sold another Nintendo? For example, to a girl?” At the same time as he asked the question, he couldn’t help but pray from the bottom of his heart that it was God Charity who had sold it.
“I’m very sorry.” God Charity’s response made him despair. “I only sold one to the Mr. Lin behind you.”
This is the worst! Bai Xue Chen’s face suddenly turned white. He didn’t know what to do next. He definitely didn’t want to find the antique shop’s other owner for negotiations, since he knew that the other one would eat them alive.
“Move!” Lin Jian Yin forcefully pushed Bai Xue Chen aside and growled, “Listen, I don’t care what kind of strange place this is. I don’t care who you all are, either. I only want to know how to get a person out of the game!”
God Charity was indifferent toward his rough attitude and merely poured two cups of tea. He motioned for the two of them to sit down. Bai Xue Chen tried to force Lin Jian Yin to sit down several times, but the latter kept shaking him off and angrily glared at God Charity. In the end, Bai Xue Chen used almost all his energy to force him into the seat. At the same time, he yelled, “Sit down! God Charity is the only person who can help us. If you continue to be rude, you might as well get out of here and let me resolve the problem by myself.”
After Lin Jian Yin heard the usually good-natured Bai Xue Chen bellowing, he was finally willing to sit in the chair and stop glaring. He simply turned his head away and sulked.
Seeing him behave like that, Bai Xue Chen sighed and sat down as well. He looked at God Charity with pleading eyes. “We can only rely on you now…”
God Charity smiled slightly and calmly said, “I apologize. There isn’t much I can do. That miss isn’t my customer.”
“Ah, she is the ’other one’s‘ customer?”
Bai Xue Chen lifted the tea cup, as if he were speaking with a friend, but his heart was extremely worried. He knew that the “other one” must have a way of knowing what was happening in this small living room, including everything that was being said. If the contents of the conversation affected this “other one’s” interests, that person would not remain a bystander.
God Charity nodded his head without even speaking a single word of affirmation. He instead changed the topic. “Mr. Lin‘s trial period is almost at an end, right? Be sure to make good use of your time.”
Bai Xue Chen’s eyes were shifty, and inwardly, he was calculating what should be asked and what shouldn’t be asked to avoid a reaction from the “other one.” He finally decided to first ask about Lin Jian Yin’s situation. “When he was thrown into the furnace earlier, I had to pull out the cartridge to save him. If he returns now…”
God Charity interrupted and said, “Nothing will happen.”
Bai Xue Chen nodded to indicate that he understood, and then he asked, “Jian Yin’s game is a raising simulation game. If he accomplishes the objective, will the game end?”
“His game would end.” God Charity gave a vague answer, but it was sufficient for Bai Xue Chen.
At this time, Lin Jian Yin turned his head and listened while holding back his temper. Although he didn’t understand why the two of them weren’t openly discussing the matter, he at least trusted Bai Xue Chen after all his years of friendship with him.
“A game usually has a reward, right? If he accomplishes the objective, what kind of reward will Jian Yin receive?” Bai Xue Chen continued to ask about Jian Yin’s problem.
“Well…” God Charity was in deep thought about how to answer.
“That will depend on how Mr. Lin achieves the objective. If the girl you raised marries someone else, then there isn’t a reward at all. However, if the girl chooses you, you will be able to bring the girl out of the game.”
After that was said, Lin Jian Yin’s eyes lit up, and Bai Xue Chen’s face brightened as they glanced at each other.
“Very interesting, God Charity, and the long-time-no-see lover of a painting.”
After hearing such a teasing tone and seeing a tall, dark, and slender figure walk out from the door, Bai Xue Chen’s heart sank. Meanwhile, Lin Jian Yin’s face filled with unhappiness, and he asked, “And who are you?”
When he heard Lin Jian Yin’s rude question, Devil Chaos dangerously narrowed his eyes but then stopped. He slowly walked toward the round table and lightly knocked on the table with a finger.
“I am this shop’s other owner.”
Lin Jian Yin’s eyes widened, and he remembered Bai Xue Chen and God Charity’s conversation. He yelled, “You’re the one who sold a Nintendo to Meng?”
Devil Chaos simply acknowledged, “Yes.”
Lin Jian Yin grabbed Devil Chaos’s shirt collar, and with a dark and menacing voice, said, “What exactly have you done? Why can’t she come out of the game?”
Devil Chaos apparently didn’t care very much that his shirt collar had been grabbed, and he wasn’t frightened by Lin Jian Yin’s expression, either. Without a care, he answered, “She herself was the one who didn’t want to come out of the game.”
“Liar!” Lin Jian Yin became angry.
With a wave, Devil Chaos easily brushed Lin Jian Yin’s hand away. He had a deceitful smile as he slowly explained, “That’s the contract she signed with me. She wanted a thrilling romantic love, a perfect prince, and a happily ever after ending. Besides, I don’t do business without gain. I just took her body. In any case, she’ll exist in the game and won’t need a body. When it all comes down to it, I’m the one who’s losing out.”
“W-what are you saying?” Lin Jian Yin’s head was spinning due to those words. He almost couldn’t believe it.
“Perfect, huh…” As God Charity enjoyed his black tea, he thought aloud, “Probably only a game character can be perfect, right? If the girl chooses an imperfect man, the contract would likely be void, yes?”
Devil Chaos’s face froze, and he glared at God Charity, but the other party didn’t care. Instead, he leisurely reminded, “Mr. Lin, there are only three hours left of your trial period. Don’t you need to hurry back and play?”
“What! Three hours?”