Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?! Chapter Ch85.1 - Fourth Elimination Match

Chapter Ch85.1 - Fourth Elimination Match

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

Wu Jin opened the window, and the black cat swept in, b.u.t.ting its head against Wu Jin’s calves.

The terraces and windows for each floor of the twin towers were connected. The black cat had been specially trained in order to jump effortlessly up to the seventh floor. Its fur was smooth and shiny, and it would stare at Brother Rabbit while licking its paws from time to time.

Wu Jin picked up the cat and held it in one hand and the rabbit in the other. The two b.a.l.l.s of fluff were just about to get close when the black cat suddenly opened its mouth.

Wu Jin looked down.

The black cat licked enthusiastically at its fur.

Wu Jin opened the door and was about to go when the black cat stretched out a lighting-fast claw towards Brother Rabbit––

In the distance, Thin Fire came back through the door and looked over for a moment, “Yo, this mop looks like a cat.”

In a flash, the black cat was forcibly plucked up by Wu Jin by the back of its neck, causing it to stretch out into a cat strip that struggled non-stop when it heard those words. Wu Jin greeted Thin Fire and had no choice but to roll and knead the black cat back into a ball, teaching it solemnly, “This is Brother Rabbit, not cat food…”

Meanwhile, the South Tower 302 dormitory.

Red was splayed out on the balcony and complaining to his big brother, “The cat arrived, but Brother Wei isn’t interested. There’s nothing we can do! Not only does Brother Wei not stroke the cat, he even let the cat out to run around outside––tell me, this cat usually goes to look for acquaintances when it’s back at the base. This is the Crosson Show, who does he know?”

There was no sound from the other side of the line, and Red was obviously used to this ‘one-sided’ conversation, “The research lab said that they want to give Brother Wei the fourth course of treatment? I heard Arjun say that Brother Wei rejected the partic.i.p.ation of his therapy companion? Why?”

On the other side, Mao Dongqing spoke, “In the fourth course of treatment, the therapy companion needs to help the patient absorb the negative emotions.”

Red: “Ah? But Brother Wei doesn’t seem to be concerned over this cat? Brother Wei doesn’t have any feelings for this cat at all…”

Mao Dongqing didn’t explain further, “I’ll solve this.”

Red: “Ah, then what about me, what about me?!”

Mao Dongqing: “Go make cat food.”

The communication ended.

Red could only rummage through the cupboard and take out a box of instant noodles for cats and boil some hot water.

The sound of meowing came from next door. Red stretched out his head and looked delighted, “Hey, it came back! Little Witch, don’t close the door, wait for me––”

Inside the door, the Wei Shi who’d been waiting for the rabbit for a long time and was just about to reach out, “&#k2026;&#k2026;”

Red squeezed himself through the door. Seeing that Wei Shi had his hand stretched out to accept the rabbit, he immediately picked up the black cat that was rolling around on the floor, trying to act tragic, and handed it over, “Brother Wei, how about you hold the cat as well?”

For half a beat, Wu Jin and Red looked at Wei Shi at the same time, like ministers offering tribute. The white rabbit was silly and soft, while the black cat’s eyes shone as it pretended to be reserved––

Wei Shi was unmoved by it and indifferently accepted Brother Rabbit.

Red was instantly stunned. How could this cat still be considered a therapy companion? It couldn’t even match up to a Crosson audition rabbit! The black cat howled furiously, and when it saw Wei Shi stroke the rabbit, it almost exploded from its grievances like a kitty bomb.

Wei Shi, as the target of those competing for favor, leaned back casually on the sofa.

The man had just taken a bath. His strong muscles stretched down from his neck into his casual clothes, giving off a sense of deadly attraction beneath the dim lighting.

Wu Jin was in a trance. How was this anything like gaining an audience with a sovereign––it was clearly like two consorts making use of the emperor’s two children in order to obtain the emperor’s interest and favor that night!

The big boss’s aura was strong as he stroked the rabbit, and it seemed the emperor was greatly pleased… the cat prince’s temper was too naughty, but consort Wu Jin had taught the rabbit well and would receive a reward…

Wei Shi glanced at Wu Jin, whose thoughts seemed to have wandered off somewhere, and was about to open his mouth to speak when the terminal rang.

Wu Jin hurriedly accepted the rabbit prince and hugged him as he looked over the outline of the man’s sharp, chiseled profile and practically perfect curves of muscle––consort Wu Jin was bewitched by beauty once again, his ears turning red, and his brain into a complete mess. He really wished he could send the cat over a few more times or use Brother Rabbit to curry favor…

The man walked to the balcony and closed the door, blocking Wu Jin’s view.

The South Tower 302 dormitory was more s.p.a.cious than the rooms in the North Tower, but the furnishings were still simple.

There was half a cup of water on the table, and a small strip of tin paper drug packaging was tossed into the paper waste basket beside the table. The drug name and logo had been scratched away.

On the other side, the black cat jumped straight out of Red’s hands. It seemed that it had finally returned to reality as it went back to rub continuously against Wu Jin’s calves––like a wastrel prince who was trying to survive in the cracks by trying to please the beloved consort.

Red wondered from the side, “How can it accompany him for treatment with this kind of stupid appearance…”

Wu Jin paused when he heard these words.

In Floating City’s training base a month ago, the law enforcement officer had mentioned ‘therapy companionship’. As expected, the black cat and guinea pig were the ‘therapy companions’ during the emotional repair process.

Red didn’t try to conceal this from Wu Jin either and chattered on, “Alright, Little Witch, stay here and look after the cat. Check in on Brother Wei…” He used his hands to imitate the act of stroking something, “The doctor said to caress and comfort!”

Wu Jin was shocked and stuttered, “Wh-what caress––”

Red: “Hold down the cat and have Brother Wei touch it, or take the cat’s paws and touch Brother Wei with them!”

Wu Jin finally realized that Red was talking about soothing touch, and was talking about the cat and not himself––he immediately started to chastise himself. His thoughts were too… too wrong! Besides, the big boss was the flower of kaolin, how could he touch him so casually!

Wu Jin looked down at the cat’s paws again and was full of envy.

On the balcony, Wei Shi ended the communication with Mao Dongqing.

As soon as he stepped inside, Wu Jin held the cat and stood up quickly, “Big brother!”

Wu Jin showcased the softest part of the black cat that would feel the best when stroked.

Wu Jin’s thinking was very simple. The big boss didn’t like petting cats, but he needed to pet the cat for treatment, so he had to make full preparations for the big boss to do what he needed to do!

The black cat was a little fat, and its shoulder blades shifted often. Its tenderness level was moderate, and its disadvantage was that it often ran off with a touch; the cat’s rib area was rich in marbled fat, but its bones were prominent; the leg of the cat was fleshy, but it was stained from dirt from stepping everywhere; the cat didn’t allow its stomach to be touched; that just left the area to both sides of the spine where the fur was soft and warm––

Wu Jin quickly turned the cat 30 degrees so that the big boss could touch the cat’s ribeye or fillet.

Wei Shi bowed his head.

A rough, dry hand landed to the side of the black cat’s spine, the fingers long and stable. The first joint of the index finger held thick calluses that slid smoothly along the fur, the actions as clean as loading up a gun.

From time to time, Wu Jin would steal glances at the big boss’s hand.

The man looked down from his higher vantage point and gazed at Wu Jin.

The youth’s body emanated a sweet post-bathing scent, and he seemed like a well-behaved, small, domesticated animal as he stood there hugging the cat, making people itch from their fingertips all the way to the bottom of their hearts. The small, round face was soft and red, and it seemed as though he wouldn’t dare to resist any oppression. Even plants could roll him up and bully him until they’d had enough––but he could run faster than a rabbit when escaping.

One kiss, and he’d run off without a trace in the next second.

This little thing that he’d picked up from the tree stump had actually slowly learned to pick up a sword, exposing steel teeth while wearing a crown.

Wei Shi reached out and pressed down on the small curls that were damp with moisture. The emotions that were like a pool of stagnant water were smoothed out by the feel beneath his palm, and his mind flashed back to the conversation a few minutes ago.

––“For the next course of treatment, we usually recommend having the therapy companion be there to help a.s.similate negative emotions and deal with environmental stress.”

––“No need.”

Wu Jin fell into a daze as his head was touched, his thoughts a mess.

The big boss was rewarding his little follower… the big boss’s hand was really warm… that’s not right! He was here to coax his male G.o.d into stroking the cat! He had to show his ability as a trusty boyfriend! He couldn’t have his head touched so easily!

Wei Shi took advantage of the unruly curls to press Wu Jin’s head closer to himself. His actions were peremptory, yet couldn’t be resisted.

––“As long as the therapy companion agrees, we can guarantee the companion’s safety during treatment…”

––“This has nothing to do with him.”

Wu Jin’s eyes opened wide.

The hot and familiar aura came in from all directions. The youth held the cat, and one of the cat’s fillets was stuck to his chest, the other side pressed against the man’s ribs.

The youth’s lips were soft and pale. When they parted in a daze, they seemed to invite hunters to plunder. Wei Shi’s hand, which was curved around the back of the youth’s head, tensed as a flash of emotion went through his eyes.

The next course of treatment would begin in two weeks and end at four weeks.

At most a month––

The man leaned over without warning.

Wu Jin’s neck turned red from conditioned reflex, but he was held tight by Wei Shi and didn’t dare move. The man’s blazing breath burned a crimson imprint against his shoulder, and the room was almost extremely quiet––there was a rhythmic purring from his arms, and the clatter of steps in the corridor outside as well as the clanging sound of Red making the cat’s dinner.

Wei Shi was expressionless as he took in a breath of warm rabbit spirit.

“Next month. Floating City Autumn Festival.” The man suddenly opened his mouth.

Wu Jin’s head still hadn’t cooled down. He nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Wei Shi raised his brow.

“!!! I hope big brother has a good time?” Wu Jin spoke in confusion and then suddenly realized, “I, I can go too?”

Wei Shi nodded.

Wu Jin was as happy as a child who’d just been told that they were going on a fall outing and didn’t notice the light that flashed across the man’s eyes. Wu Jin’s grip tightened as he grew excited, and the black cat began pushing back at him with its paws in dissatisfaction.

Wu Jin quickly adjusted his hold and took the opportunity to stroke the cat enviously.

How great was it being a cat? The big boss would even scent him!

So, in the following quarter of an hour, taking advantage of the time when the big boss turned back to drink water, Wu Jin quickly buried himself against the cat and sniffed it too. It could be considered as having taken in a breath from the same cat as the big boss!