Spreading Gospel as the God of Bishoujo

Chapter 43



Page Forty-Two: Drunk and… Spilling the Truth

Words like surprise or shock cannot adequately describe my current state of mind.

Thunder Tiger, the brawny man who punched through a concrete wall, plans to debut as an idol and even hold a concert in this bar? Heaven help us!

Probably running low on money from her mother, she’s helping the bar owner warm up by singing to earn some cash. That’s my malicious speculation.

But if she were just a warm-up singer, they wouldn’t advertise it as a personal concert. The bar owner even made posters. Could it be that they believe Thunder Tiger truly has the potential to become a star?

This is just my guess. To confirm it, I pretended to be unaware and asked Tian Qian about the situation. “Whose concert is it? Could it be your brother Thunder Tiger’s?”

Tian Qian, who had just eaten another round of fried squid rings, seemed hesitant. “There are some things you might not believe even if I told you.”

“Even so, we won’t know unless you say it.”

She closed her eyes, chewing on the fried fish snacks, her brows furrowed. It seemed she was in an internal struggle but eventually shook her head. “No, it’s too hard to talk about.”

From her perspective, it’s understandable. This is indeed a difficult topic to bring up.

If one day you turned into a woman and had to reveal to someone not very familiar with you, perhaps even someone you have a grudge against, “Just two days ago, I was still a man!” A normal person would think you were crazy and call a mental hospital while looking at you with pity.

“What about my companion? Where did they take her? Can we meet her?”

Although Thunder Tiger became a woman, he still has a bunch of hot-blooded hooligans under him. I’m worried these low-quality thugs might make unwanted advances towards Xiao Lei.

“They’ve already been taken to Big Brother’s place. Don’t worry about her. Under Big Brother Thunder Tiger’s correct guidance, we strictly adhere to the principle of not laying a hand on women.” So you thought I was a girl and performed a big grappling move on me in the women’s bathroom?

Seemingly understanding my disdainful gaze, she cracked her knuckles. “Of course, I’m an exception because I’m also a woman now.”

Tian Qian crossed her arms, supporting her ample chest with her forearms. Perhaps she was just trying to relieve shoulder pressure, but all I could feel was a stronger sense of presence sitting opposite her.

“Another principle?” After Thunder Tiger hit me thinking I was a girl, he ended up feeling as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.

And after seeing Tian Qian’s chest, how could those hooligans still be interested in Xiao Lei, who is into A-types?

Noticing my gaze, Tian Qian wore a playful smile. She deliberately arched her arm, making her chest look like surging waves.

“Speaking of which, Ling Meng Little Sister, your figure is really quite flat. Are you always wearing men’s clothes because you lack confidence in your body? That won’t do. Drink more milk and grow faster! At least you should have half the size of mine!” *Squish squish*

What is Ling Meng Little Sister anyway! You were calling me a b*tch before, why are you suddenly being so affectionate? And what’s with this tone?

If you thought I was a girl, are you boasting to me? I wear men’s clothes because I am a man! Your huge breasts aren’t from drinking milk either! And my chest, compared to Chang Kai’s, is far superior! Don’t get ahead of yourself, cow!

Chests are just remnants from ancient humans, meant for hanging missiles!

I felt a tic mark forming on my forehead.

But revealing my male identity now might lead to more than just a beating. Even though my inner thoughts were tumultuous, I still had to maintain a cheerful facade.

“Oh, Sister Qiàn, your chest is so enviable. Do you have any secrets to share with me?”

Envious my foot. What is there to envy?

“Uh, secrets?” Taken aback, she stuttered. Having only become a woman for two days, she didn’t have any secrets to teach me. “I… I basically developed naturally. If I must say something, it would be drinking cola?”

To your soda water! That’s your secret for becoming a mohawk fatso!

Having eaten plenty of fried snacks and talked a lot, mentioning cola made Tian Qian’s eyes involuntarily glance at the two cocktails on the table. My blue margarita was halfway gone, but Xiao Lei’s Saint Valentine’s drink remained untouched.

She just stuck out her tongue to taste it, probably leaving some saliva behind.

“Juice?”

“It’s a cocktail, originally meant for my companion… I guess she won’t get to drink it either. If you want to drink it, go ahead.”

Drink Xiao Lei’s saliva! Milk cow!

“It smells pretty sweet~ I bet the alcohol content isn’t high, right?”

Don’t be fooled by its color and smell. Although it doesn’t have a strong alcohol scent, the alcohol content in cocktails is usually not low, otherwise they wouldn’t use such small glasses. What Xiao Hai Tang means by low alcohol content is relative to other cocktails.

“Cocktails do have some alcohol content, but this small cup shouldn’t make you drunk.”

I thought someone like Tian Qian, who was probably a small-time delinquent, would drink a lot regularly. But hearing my words, she seemed hesitant instead.

She didn’t pick up the glass, but leaned in to inspect the pink Valentine’s cocktail, looking like she wanted to try it but was too afraid.

… Could this person be someone with extremely poor alcohol tolerance?

“Just a lick to taste!” This phrase was for herself.

To prevent her hair from touching the Valentine’s cocktail, her slender fingers pushed back her black hair behind her ear, revealing a patch of snow-white neck. She leaned over, her rosy lips gently touching the rim of the glass, carefully sipping the Valentine’s cocktail. The sip was so small that the water level in the glass barely dropped.

“Huh? This cocktail tastes great! It’s much better than beer!”

Isn’t that obvious? Beer can’t compare to cocktails. If you repeat that to the bartender lady, she’ll definitely pour your brain into a shaker and turn it into a cocktail.

But Tian Qian’s alcohol tolerance is really bad. After just a tiny sip, her face already started to flush. This reaction was too quick.

“If you can’t drink it, ask the waiter for a non-alcoholic beverage?” I tried to dissuade her.

“This much I can handle. I’m not drunk yet!” Drunk people never admit they’re drunk.

She took another sip, this time a bit more than before.

“I had no idea there were drinks this good! Too bad I don’t drink much…”

“Then drink less if you know. Otherwise, I’ll run away if you get drunk?”

I said it casually, but upon reflection, this might actually be a good idea?

“Ling Meng Little Sister, you clearly don’t understand! This is a bar! Why come to a bar if you don’t drink?”

Her eyes were glowing with heat, covering her flushed cheeks. Under the influence of alcohol, she exuded a unique charm.

Ah, this person is already drunk! Two sips of cocktail and she’s already tipsy! Is this supposed to be funny?

“Oh, it’s so hot~ Ling Meng Little Sister, aren’t you hot?” As she spoke, she undid the top two buttons of her white shirt, revealing a deep cleavage.

I felt a bit parched… Is this the legendary drunken behavior?

She staggered to stand up, holding onto the edge of the table to sit beside me, then suddenly hugged my right arm… It’s a black hole! My right arm is being sucked into a black hole!

“Sister Qian! Behave yourself! What are you doing sitting here?”

“This is to stop you from running away. Oh, Ling Meng Little Sister is blushing too, how cute~ We’re all girls, why be shy~” Strictly speaking! Aren’t we all girls?

“Oh, this taste is nice too.”

While talking, she even used her free hand to take another sip of my blue margarita. Stop drinking! If you keep drinking, I’ll be in danger, in every sense of the word!

“I won’t run away! Can you let go of me…”

I am a big man, after all. If this continues, Xiao Chang Kai will enter hyper-charge mode. No, he’s already in hyper-charge mode!

“Oh, why do you react like a boy? Do you want to do something fun with me?”

As she spoke, her fingers reached the third button… I quickly grabbed her arm.

“Sister Qian, it’s not appropriate. Even though it’s a bar, this is still a public place.”

She shook off my hand and laughed, patting my back… This person hasn’t wiped her hands after eating fried snacks, they’re all oily!

“What are you worried about? I was just joking. I’m not that kind of woman… Woman?”

Her originally red eyes immediately welled up with tears, as if they were about to spill at any moment.

“No, I’m not a woman… Ling Meng Little Sister, do you believe in fate or curses?”

“I told you I was a man just two days ago, do you believe me?”



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