It Turns out that I am Beautiful, Strong and Miserable [Quick Wear] - 195

 

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In the dim light, Xie Ye opened his eyes.

This was his first time going on a mission with Gu Cong as a quick-transmigration agent. The overall difficulty was moderate, but there was a significant emphasis on mental strength, which was clearly highlighted. Many colleagues in the repair department silently skipped over it.

However, for someone like Xie Ye, who had autonomously awakened and retained memories across multiple lifetimes as a "former NPC," mental strength was something he had in abundance.

In a two-person mission, the rewards were evenly split—regardless of who performed better, the spoils were divided equally. This straightforward and easily conflict-inducing approach naturally made most fast-traveling agents prefer to go solo.

However, he and Gu Cong didn't have similar concerns.

Although they departed from the same light gate, it was evident that there was only him in the room at the moment. He raised his hand and adjusted his eye mask, allowing the faint light seeping through the door crack to reveal his surroundings.

 Xie Ye vaguely discerned that he was sleeping on a luxurious four-poster bed with a distinctly Western style. It was exceptionally large, with a mattress so soft it made one's bones melt, sinking gently into its plush surface. There was no doubt it was a high-end piece.

The pillow was fluffy and clean, and there was only one of them.

Upon carefully observing the joints of his new body's hands and wrists, Xie Ye couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed to discover that, once again, he still looked like a young teenager.

According to the information he had read beforehand, the original story took place in an alternate world, roughly resembling the late 19th to early 20th centuries in the West, akin to London's setting.

As for the new role randomly assigned to him, based on his recent observations, he was at least a nobleman in terms of family background, or perhaps a wealthy merchant with considerable financial resources.

The only thing worth questioning was why 1101, who was supposed to arrive in the mission world with him, had not appeared.

The plot primarily revolves around a suspenseful mystery, which inadvertently connects with the mysterious side due to a murder case, attracting malevolent spirits beyond the protagonist's abilities. Allowing it to develop unchecked would undoubtedly result in chaos for the entire city, and even the entire small world. That's why the Quick Transmigration Bureau needs to dispatch employees to act as extraordinary individuals, quietly resolving these issues...

As Xie Ye was about to try calling out for 1101 again, he suddenly heard light and rhythmic footsteps outside the door.

Tap, tap.

Xie Ye quickly pulled his eye mask back into place and pretended to be asleep.

The newcomer seemed to have an extremely intimate relationship with the original host. They didn't even continue knock on the door, simply turning the doorknob and entering. The thick wool carpet absorbed most of the footsteps, but he could still sense the person walking around the foot of the bed and coming to his right side, gently pulling open a gap in the dark velvet curtains.

"Young Master."

Xie Ye's vigilance momentarily relaxed throughout his body.

However, he remained motionless, as a flood of memories belonging to the original host rushed in. Xie Ye flipped through them one by one, but someone reached out and smoothed his tousled hair behind his ear.

Despite his obstructed vision, his sense of touch became even more acute. He could clearly feel that the person was wearing gloves, made of a thin and appropriate silk fabric that exuded a slight warmth.

Considering the task requirement to "minimize OOC as much as possible," Xie Ye, following the original host's personality, angrily ripped off his eye mask and glared, only to see a familiar face.

White shirt, tailcoat, with very subtle changes in the facial features, just slightly deeper, and the hair color changed to a brilliant gold, in line with the original background of the work.

As the butler, Gu Cong was also stunning.

Before crossing over, special measures were taken to enable the original appearance to be adopted, with the Quick Transmigration Bureau responsible for modifying the indigenous people's perception. 

At this moment, Xie Ye in front of him had jet-black hair, snow-white skin, and distinctive emerald cat-like eyes. Because he had not yet fully grown, he appeared round and childish, especially when he was annoyed, he looked particularly juvenile.

With a smile on his lips, Gu Cong reached down and helped him up. "We have distinguished guests visiting this afternoon, and as the host, you need to make an appearance."

Now, Xie Ye was completely sure of his identity.

Noah Blake, quite casually named, had only a significant role in one unit case throughout the original work, being a minor character among minor characters.

With his parents' relationship broken, they lived separately for years, each with their own lovers and illegitimate children, leaving the original host with only enough gold coins and gems to make a sound when dropped, and a minor title bought with money.

And this expensive noble mansion, in just over ten hours, would become a blood-soaked murder scene, creating the most classic "stormy manor" in detective novels.

The blanket slipped off, and the new body, weaker and more prone to illness than an ordinary person, quickly felt the chill. Xie Ye came to his senses, only to realize belatedly that the original owner, resting, was wearing only a shirt as pajamas.

The size was overly large, obviously not his own.

Originally intending to sit at the edge of the bed and wait for "service," Xie Ye's movement hesitated slightly. He lifted his eyes and scrutinized the obedient butler beside him with suspicion.

But, no matter what he thought in his heart, according to the background setting of the original work, "Noah," who grew up with his butler since childhood, would never feel embarrassed to expose his body in front of him.

So Xie Ye calmly lifted the corner of the blanket.

The room was actually quite warm, but he was just waking up, so he was not used to it. The tall and handsome man lowered his gaze, half kneeling in front of him with elegance, as if performing a knightly gesture.

The bare toes lightly stepped on the bent leg of the other, a seemingly ordinary and innocent gesture, but it became ambiguous because the butler was Gu Cong.

After all, he and Gu Cong were lovers.

The leather garter was snugly adjusted, securing the black stockings around his calves, followed by soft-soled boots, trousers, and a more fitting shirt.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Xie Ye always felt that Gu Cong at this moment was very pleased.

The kind of delight one feels when dressing up a beautiful doll.

Taking advantage of being alone in the bedroom, he opened his mouth and whispered in a very light voice, "Where's Yao Yao?" 

Surely he didn't leave it behind on the road when they crossed over, did he?

"This is our honeymoon, of course, is not like anyone else's," Gu Cong emphasized the word "anyone else" and smirked, tying his slender tie into a perfect bowtie. "Don't worry, if needed, they'll come out right away."

They.

Does that include 0028?

What was supposed to be a serious two-person task, in the other's mouth, turned into an arrogantly justified honeymoon. Xie Ye couldn't help it; he lifted his foot and kicked the man's muscled, trouser-clad calf.

But Gu Cong wasn't annoyed. Instead, he remained serious, inquiring like a proper butler, "Master, does it hurt?"

"Next time, you can use a whip."

Xie Ye: ...

Great, he'd just given him an opening.

Knowing that his boyfriend had such a hobby, Xie Ye decided to go downstairs later to find a riding crop.

The original host needed rest due to his weak body. In the mansion, apart from Gu Cong as the butler, there were only two male servants and two female maids responsible for daily work, along with an elderly gardener who came weekly to tend to the host's garden.

But none of this concerned Xie Ye.

If the hatred was unresolved, a murder was bound to happen. With the male and female leads present, the murderer would naturally be found. There was no need for him to worry or collect information on every suspect.

After about another two hours, the guests invited by the original host Noah finally arrived, one after another, braving the wind and snow.

Standing on the second floor, Xie Ye casually glanced around and quickly lost interest.

The Western-style names were too long and cumbersome anyway. Besides, with his established identity as the young master, these people mostly had requests for him, so it was better to leave them for Gu Cong to deal with.

Finding the evil spirit hidden in the mansion was the real deal.

Others had heard of the young master Noah's style, so it wasn't surprising. As long as they could purchase the top-quality emerald, it didn't matter to them to go along with his wishes.

As for Gu Cong, among the seven guests present, he focused on observing the male and female leads and the female lead's best friend. If he remembered correctly, the female lead's friend, Carol, had no need for the gemstone. She was just there for the fun and to gather material for her detective novel, based on the male and female leads.

Knowing this, apart from himself and Xie Ye, among the remaining four guests, one was the victim and three were suspects. Adding the mansion's male and female servants, it was indeed a splendid stage for a unit case.

As a member of the maintenance department, Gu Cong had no intention of stealing the limelight from the protagonist. He pretended to go to the kitchen to check on the progress of dinner, then turned and walked towards Xie Ye's room.

But he didn't find anyone there.

He circled around the mansion, passing by the greenhouse where roses bloomed out of season, the temporarily closed terrace, and the study filled with novels. Finally, near the storage room, Gu Cong caught a faint, almost dissipating sense of malice.

The door to the room was open, with no light inside. It seemed like a dark abyss, capable of evoking a fleeting fear in anyone walking alone at night.

However, Gu Cong didn't feel intimidated.

Expressionless, he listened to the faint sounds coming from inside the room, then smiled politely and knocked three times on the door. After that, he stepped inside, his fingertips clad in white gloves, tracing the memories of the original owner to accurately locate the protrusion on the right wall and press the switch.

The light suddenly brightened.

The perfect smile of Gu Cong, the standard butler, shattered in an instant.

On the pale gray floor, there was a delicate little figure, no bigger than the palm of an adult man, frowning and cautiously peeking out from behind a pile of wooden boxes.

Of course, it was only "cautious" in Gu Cong's eyes.

In fact, half an hour ago, Xie Ye had just torn apart a malicious spirit that tried to ambush him. 

The door to the storage room had been open for the same duration, seemingly attracting anyone curious about it inside.

However, in this small world, eliminating creatures from the mysterious side seemed to attract a backlash from higher beings. Xie Ye's new body was too fragile, and in a moment of carelessness, he ended up in his current state.

Gu Cong, who immediately scanned the data of the little figure, also realized that Xie Ye was unharmed.

He had intended to wait quietly for the debuff to dissipate, but unexpectedly, he was caught red-handed by the true master. Since he was already caught, he might as well go along with it. 

The cute little boy, with his hair shaking like a doll, squinted his emerald green cat-like eyes as he walked out of the shadows. He looked up with a face full of disdain and opened his arms to his butler:

"It's so dirty."

"Hurry up and hug me."

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