Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Just after Shen Yue hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, her phone rang again, and her ahoge (cowlick) drooped down.

"Dad, you're so annoying..."

However, when she saw the person she was talking to, her purple ahoge (cowlick) stood up again.

Not the father.

It's Father.

She answered the phone, her ahoge (a stray hair on her head) wagging like a puppy's tail.

"Feed? What's up?"

After all, you can't read minds over the phone, and her pleasant human-machine voice once again entered Jiang Ling's ears, clear and crisp like a silver bell.

Oh wow~ What an adorable little purple sweet potato...

"Um, Shen Yue."

Jiang Ling cleared her throat: "I have a... um, friend who's looking for a part-time job recently."

I noticed your lab is quite deserted with just you there, so I was wondering if you need any assistants?

She can help out with tasks like organizing data.

Shen Yue's ahoge (cowlick) twitched as she asked, "Male? Female?"

"She's a woman, kind of like a... well, a good friend of mine."

Shen Yue's ahoge (cowlick) swayed from side to side. "Idiot? Smart?"

Jiang Ling, recalling Yan Youyou's excellent grades and talent for writing novels, said:

"Academically speaking... he's definitely a bright student! He gets excellent grades and is meticulous in his work."

Shen Yue lowered her head in thought, then nodded gently: "Okay, but..."

"But what?"

Shen Yue thought for a moment, then shut her mouth and changed her words:

"It's nothing, let her come. The salary is... 5,000 yen an hour. I've sent you the job description."

"Thank you, Shen Yue, you've been a great help."

"You're welcome, Dad. And you should call me... what?"

Jiang Ling: (≖_≖ )

"Baby...darling, thank you..."

……

【By the way, Youyou... don't go back to that part-time job, I've found you a new one!】

After hanging up Shen Yue's call, Jiang Ling immediately sent a message to Youyou, just like a Japanese wife who used her body to find her husband a new job.

—Oh, Youyou, this job opportunity was earned by your husband selling himself!

Yan Youyou replied immediately: 【Okay... whatever A-Ling says!】

Jiang Ling sent the work details to Youyou and said with a smile, "Then go and be an assistant in this lab."

"She's one of my, well, friends."

As for whether Shen Yue will tell Youyou about the "experiment" between the two of them.

He thought not.

After all, Shen Yue is a bit cunning, but she is definitely a very trustworthy girl.

Yan Youyou: [Um... is the person in charge male or female?]

"Don't worry, girl, you definitely won't be harassed," Jiang Ling explained.

On the other side, in the bedroom.

Holding her phone, Yan Youyou felt a slight ripple in her heart when she heard the word "girl".

But she immediately shook her head, suppressing her jealousy, and thought:

【Yan Youyou, what are you thinking! A-Ling just has normal female friends! He helped me find a part-time job, how can I be so sensitive and petty...】

They're definitely just friends! My intuition... is completely unreliable! Trust Ah Ling!

She shook her head and typed: 【That's...good then.】

"Hmm," Jiang Ling replied.

Then, silence.

For a moment, neither of them knew what topic to start.

Yan Youyou bit her lower lip, looking at Jiang Ling's profile picture on the screen, her heart racing a little.

I've heard that couples often video call each other; that's probably quite normal, right?

Her mind was racing, but her fingers seemed to have a mind of their own, and she pressed the video call request as if possessed.

Beep beep beep~

However, Ah Ling died instantly!

"Eh...!" Yan Youyou covered her mouth, only then realizing what she had done.

A wave of annoyance and embarrassment instantly washed over me.

Waaah, even if you're boyfriend and girlfriend, you can't just video call someone without saying anything, right?!

What if he... takes a shower and poops?

She quickly sent a message apologizing: 【I'm sorry, Ling! I was so rash! (；′⌒`)】

Jiang Ling's side.

Looking at Li Meiyu, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, her brows furrowed slightly because of the video call, and she twisted her body, drooling all over his pajamas but still sleeping sweetly.

A bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

[That was close...we were almost exposed.]

He quickly typed back: "It's okay, it's okay, I... I was a little inconvenienced just now, haha."

Yan Youyou breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the reply; it seemed A-Ling wasn't angry. She thought for a moment, since video chat wasn't an option, what about another way?

So, Yan Youyou typed:

[Um... how about we exchange photos or something... I want to see some nice selfies of Ah Ling.]

I've heard that when you're dating, you have to send each other nice photos...

Jiang Ling found it amusing, so she readily agreed: "Okay."

He quietly settled Li Meiyu in, then got up and went to the bathroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror, thought for a moment, and then took off my shirt.

Yes, the muscle lines are well-defined, the contours are clear, and it looks very textured under the light.

Jiang Ling nodded in satisfaction, picked up her phone, found an angle, and snapped a picture.

"Hmm... I'd say my muscle definition is pretty good, maybe an 8 or 9 out of 10?"

Pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, biceps brachii... it's as if every muscle on his body has been meticulously sculpted by the goddess of beauty and the god of muscles.

In the primordial world, this clay figure must have been created by Nuwa herself.

Compared to other misshapen gourds and cracked dates produced by swinging willow branches, this is practically a big, flavorful chicken!

Click to send!

Almost simultaneously, Yan Youyou's photo was also sent over.

In the photo, she lies obediently on her side on the bed, wearing a slightly conservative but slender black nightgown. The hem of the dress is slightly raised, revealing a section of her fair and smooth thighs and her beautifully shaped fair calves.

Her toes were slightly curled, exuding a pure yet slightly seductive beauty.

So cute~

He clicked save, but didn't type it immediately. After all, his experience today was enough to make him as wise as a Buddha.

Meanwhile, Yan Youyou felt as if she had been put on pause the moment she received the photo.

She gripped her phone tightly, her breath quickening uncontrollably.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, scanning the near-perfect male physique in the photo without blinking—smooth shoulder and neck lines, a full and powerful chest, well-defined abdominal muscles, and strong arms…

He didn't notice at all that several drops of glistening saliva had dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Yan Youyou: ♥♥♥♥♥!

Wow...so great, so cool, so amazing...

I wish Ah Ling would show me no clothes every day...

……

Two peaceful days passed.

On the third day, as agreed, Jiang Ling asked for leave from school and went to Koizumi Aoyama's office.

The office was spacious and bright. Koizumi Aoyama was sitting behind a huge desk, holding a thermos cup with the words "Serve the People" printed on it, and slowly sipping his tea.

"You're here? Have a seat."

Koizumi Aoyama pointed to the sofa opposite him.

Jiang Ling didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down on the soft leather sofa.

I just adjusted to a comfortable position.

The office door slid open silently.

Immediately afterwards, six muscular men dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses walked in.

Without making any unnecessary noise, they quickly and silently split into two lines.

He stood behind the sofa where Jiang Ling was sitting, with his hands behind his back and his posture as upright as a pine tree.

Jiang Ling: ……

"What? Are you going to turn the tables on both sides?" Jiang Ling looked around warily, forcing a weak smile.

This scene looks so familiar: a Black man, a sofa, a white girl...

Koizumi Aoyama put down his thermos and smiled helplessly:

"Comrade Jiang Ling, relax a bit. They're not the enemy; they're the 'Tianyuan Clan: Special Operations Team,' directly under the Great Xia Security Department, specifically responsible for on-site support and perimeter security for this 'decapitation operation.'"

Jiang Ling: "I don't like having a man standing behind me, because sometimes what stabs you isn't a knife."

He moved to another sofa and crossed his legs.

Koizumi Aoyama:…

He didn't argue, but took out some documents from the drawer, handed Jiang Ling a plan, and said, "Take a look."

Jiang Ling was speechless at receiving the plan only on the eve of the mission, wondering if the unique brain-depressing attribute of the eroge world had come into play.

[Decapitation Plan (Top Secret)]

Key personnel: Song Ruyu (codename "Snow Lotus"), Jiang Ling (codename "Cardboard Box"), and the Tianyuan Special Operations Team (codename "Dragon Guard").

Target of beheading:

The Viper Gang's Second Executive, "Heavenly Serpent," is rated as an S-rank Extraordinary Person.

Holy Church, East Sea Diocese Bishop "Charsu" - Assessment Level: A-level Extraordinary Person

Black Dragon Group Core Member "An Qingyu Ming" - Evaluation Level: S-Rank Onmyoji

Operation time: December 19, 2031, night.

Location of the operation: The Pluto cruise ship in international waters.

Background and Content: The three targets mentioned above will jointly host a large-scale illegal gambling event called "The Greatest Gamble in the East China Sea" on the "Pluto" that night. Invited guests include internationally renowned gambling masters such as Pierre-Claude Jeanne, the legendary gambling saint from France, Ko Chun, the gambling god from Great Xia, and Yamamoto Kyuuichi, the descendant of the legendary "Gambling General" from Northern Japan.

We have secured the complete cooperation of Pierre de Cassón and Gao Jin, who will relinquish their identities.

With the assistance of our top makeup artists, Comrade Song Ruyu and Comrade Jiang Ling disguised themselves as these two individuals and infiltrated the gambling game.

……

Turning to the back, there is a large section of detailed information about the cruise ship's structure, security arrangements, target activity patterns, evacuation routes, and more.

"So many details, and you're only giving them to me right before I leave?" Jiang Ling closed the file, looking at Koizumi Aoyama speechlessly. "Are you afraid I won't remember them, or do you not trust me?"

Koizumi Aoyama coughed and explained, "Don't rush, most of the details of the initial infiltration, identity replacement, and route planning were mainly handled by Song Ruyu and Tianyuan Zhong."

Your core mission is actually very clear...

As he spoke, he flipped to the last line and pointed to the last sentence:

Jiang Ling (disguised as Gao Jin)'s core mission: to defeat Yamamoto Kyuuichi head-on in the gambling game, and to provoke him in a high-profile and humiliating manner to create chaos and attract most of the attention in the room. This will create opportunities for Song Ruyu (disguised as Pierre-Claude Jeanne) to approach and deal with the other two main targets.

The remaining matters will be handled by Comrade Song Ruyu and the Tianyuan people.

Jiang Ling: ……

Alright, alright, no wonder it took you so long to give me the mission briefing...

So all this time I'm just here to play a minor role?

But then he thought about it again and felt relieved. After all, he was an outsider who joined later in life.

Official actions rely on seniority and trust.

He's only just started working for the government, how could he possibly compare to those veterans?

Try out some odd jobs on the fringes to test your skills; there's a lot of room for advancement later.

"But this...Song Ruyu?"

Jiang Ling stroked her chin, pondering carefully, when a flash of inspiration struck her.

However, he couldn't recall her identity at all, only remembering that she seemed to be... one of the female leads?

Just then—

The office door was pushed open again.

Yes, they didn't knock, they just pushed the door open.

Jiang Ling didn't even have time to turn around and see who it was.

He then sensed that the six Tianyuan members standing behind him, who were like statues, had moved!

With astonishing precision and speed, they all turned toward the doorway in unison.

Then, almost at the same time, he bent down at a ninety-degree angle.

Their attitude was extremely respectful; they even softened their breathing.

Even Koizumi Aoyama, who was sitting behind his desk, immediately stood up, bowed slightly, and said with undisguised respect:

"Comrade Ruyu, you've arrived."

Then, a petite, aloof figure appeared, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.

I entered the office.