Chapter Fifty: Thirty Years of Devotion to Uncovering Infidelity

“I forgot! Tehee~” Hao Ren tilted his head, trying to act cute.

Disgusting!

“Artificial intelligence? That sounds pretty advanced…” Kira seemed quite interested in Sharp.

“You got that LP point earlier, didn’t you awaken a new skill? It’s time to show it off.” Hao Ren was bubbling with excitement.

“On whom?” Sharp perked up, eager to know the target.

Hao Ren aimed Sharp’s camera at Marius.

Just as Marius was about to draw his gun, a flash went off.

“Marius Lamias, age 26, height 170 centimeters, weight 51 kilograms, tsk tsk, put on a bit of weight, measurements…” Hao Ren began reading Marius’s confidential details as they appeared on Sharp’s screen.

As expected, being a gentleman, Sharp’s awakened skill was also rather gentlemanly.

“Aaaahhh!!” Marius lunged at Hao Ren in a frenzy, clamping a hand over the mouth that had become the source of all his woes.

“Just a single flash reveals all that information? Can I borrow it for a quick study? Just for a moment!” Kira’s eyes sparkled as he pleaded with Hao Ren, who was now pinned to the ground by Marius.

“No way!” Before Hao Ren could respond, Marius smashed Sharp to pieces with the butt of his gun.

“Power and glory!” Sharp’s last words were as inscrutable as ever.

“What a waste… Such a valuable machine, destroyed just like that…” Kira trembled as he cradled Sharp’s remains in his arms.

He looked utterly heartbroken.

“This really is surprising!” Mu La Flaga made his entrance. “Captain Mu La Flaga of the Earth Forces Seventh Mobile Fleet. Pleased to meet you.”

Marius, who was still straddling Hao Ren, quickly scrambled up and, together with Ensign Bakiruru and the others, saluted Mu.

After formally requesting permission to board, Mu strode over to where Kira and the others were.

“Hey, brother… Do you still remember those measurements from earlier?” To everyone’s surprise, Mu didn’t question Kira first, but instead asked Hao Ren for Marius’s measurements.

Is it really okay for a gentleman to make such an entrance?

If memory serves, Mu’s pilot skill should be “Kato Eagle,” right?

…

Something doesn’t seem quite right.

Actually, I got it wrong just now—it should be “Aegis of Antimion.”

Ah, ignorance really is frightening!

Mu had no idea just how malicious Hao Ren’s thoughts were at that moment.

“If I say it out loud here, the person behind you will probably put a bullet through both our heads.” Hao Ren pointed behind Mu, where Marius stood, face red, hands trembling as he pointed his gun at them.

If that trigger slipped, Hao Ren would probably end up with a face full of sticky, red-and-green goo. A constitution of 100 is nothing to joke about.

“Just kidding! Don’t take it seriously!” Seeing that Marius was on the verge of snapping, Mu quickly raised his hands in surrender.

Thanks to Hao Ren and Mu’s banter, Kira’s identity as a Newtype was revealed without sparking much hatred—it was glossed over as if it were nothing.

Archangel, main sleeping quarters!

Kira was dozing off, curled up in a pose that was both handsome and adorable—truly a beautiful youth.

If Hao Ren tried to pull off the same moves, it would only make people want to kick him in the face.

Damn genetic theory! It’s not my fault I look so average! If you’ve got a problem, take it up with my mother!

“To be able to fall asleep at a time like this, that’s really something,” commented Katz Baskarc, the guy with the weird hairstyle. Didn’t he dislike Newtypes? Or is Kira just special…?

No, why does my mind keep wandering into such strange territory?

Clearly, the Diao Chan incident left a deep impression. I really should stop visiting those philosophy♂ forums.

“Maybe he’s just too tired?” Miriallia’s posture was so ladylike.

But Katz’s next words betrayed the envy and resentment of a natural-born human toward Newtypes.

But then again, it’s true. Compared to these people who start off as winners in life, I sometimes wonder if us clumsy folks at the starting line really deserve to live on the same earth as these high-born elites.

Seizing the moment, Hao Ren slipped away, used “Crystal Double,” and hid away in “Hawaii.”

To his delight, Hao Ren found that “Hawaii’s” coordinates could be set to the Crystal Double. After a few successful tests, he felt reassured and returned to his villa.

The Crystal Double returned to the main sleeping quarters and, under everyone’s gaze, fell asleep.

“Looks like Black Flame is asleep too,” Katz remarked, his expression odd.

“Seems like Black Flame is just as exhausted.” Not only Katz, but Miriallia also wore a peculiar look.

“Honestly, what kind of off-the-wall genes could create such an off-the-wall person?” Sai said, rubbing his forehead.

“I think it’s just a way of life. At least, even now, he seems pretty happy, doesn’t he?” Dearka seemed to approve of Hao Ren’s eccentric ways.

The other three nodded in agreement.

Dimensional Space “Hawaii,” first floor of the villa, open-air hot spring.

Hao Ren had been inside alone for ten minutes already.

Just then, Shirley the Ice Dragon appeared in the changing room. She had disconnected the link as soon as Hao Ren entered, leaving him with an intelligence of only nine—a true weakling.

“This time, I’m definitely going to take down my master,” Shirley whispered to herself, psyching up for the challenge.

She stealthily slipped off her clothes and tiptoed toward the hot spring.

Sliding open the door, the scene that greeted Shirley’s eyes was…

“Mmph! Mmph!~~~~” At the edge of the hot spring, Hao Ren was tied hand and foot, mouth sealed, unable to move or speak.

And… there were two others—Nemesis, now a voluptuous and statuesque beauty, and Maya, youthful and alluring, both entirely naked.

Nemesis was pressing her ample chest against Hao Ren’s back, while Maya was enthusiastically stroking little Hao Ren.

Their hair was the very tool binding and gagging Hao Ren.

“Oh my~ Shirley, are you here to scrub master’s back too?” Nemesis wasn’t the least bit surprised to see Shirley.

“Master~ this thing of master’s is so fun~” Maya, playing with little Hao Ren as he grew ever more spirited, felt herself growing strangely excited as well.

Shirley said nothing, but strode over and pressed Hao Ren’s face between her own ample assets.

At that moment, Hao Ren’s eyes were bloodshot.

“Unwilling to share?” Nemesis giggled at Shirley’s possessiveness.

“Looks like master’s about to pass out,” Maya observed, pointing at Hao Ren, whose eyes were rolling back as he struggled to breathe between Shirley’s breasts.

“Let go of that boy!” Saya, as always, arrived at the most awkward moment to catch Hao Ren in a compromising position. Could this be a hidden skill?