Spreading Gospel as the God of Bishoujo

Page Seven Yán Liúzhuǎn’s Warning

Yán Liúzhuǎn was still upstairs engaged in platonic self-reflection, while I and Tán Lǐn Huā sat silently on the redwood sofa downstairs.

Neither of us had forgotten about her suddenly revealing my identity, which made the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

Based on my earlier speculations, just as how Zào Zhào changed into Xiǎo Lěi and developed some feelings for me, she too must have developed new feelings after transforming into a girl. Therefore, she was unhappy with Yán Liúzhuǎn choosing me as his model, and was feeling jealous…

But why would she be jealous when she clearly knows I’m male?

Moreover, now that I’ve become her last hope to meet “the Messenger of the Gods,” she wouldn’t dare offend me… I didn’t want to put it so bluntly, but our relationship indeed felt different.

Thinking this way, whether morally or in terms of needs, I seemed to have the upper hand.

“Kǎi-Chan, I’m sorry about what happened just now.”

I couldn’t tell if she was truly sincere, but seeing her like this made my heart soften, and I didn’t want to say anything harsh.

She knew me well, knowing that I’m someone who’s easily swayed by soft words… or maybe both soft and hard words.

“It’s too late for an apology now. Yán Liúzhuǎn already knows about my situation.”

“Then please forgive me and have dinner with me tonight, Kǎi-Chan!”

Hmph!

Thinking that having dinner could buy me off is wishful thinking. Go ask around the village, everyone knows I, Cháng Kǎi, am a man of integrity, never bending to power or wealth.

“There’s a very popular barbecue place near my house. Shall we invite Yán Liúzhuǎn and go there?”

Meat!

Barbecue!

Buffet barbecue!

“I’ll go! You, my dear brother Kǎi, are a magnanimous person and won’t mind such trivial matters!”

Sorry, it’s not that I’m greedy for small benefits, but I can’t resist the power of the barbecue god.

“Hehe, you really are easy to understand, Kǎi-Chan… Sometimes even I don’t understand myself.”

As she spoke, her eyes lowered, and a hint of sorrow and helplessness spread across her face, like Lin Daiyu burying flowers.

She was right, I couldn’t understand her again, but her cute gesture still made my heart race.

Although I’m male, I always thought she was a kind and understanding good girl, a little angel named Lǐn Huā. Our time together was always pleasant, without any conflicts.

But looking back, my understanding might be too superficial.

“It’s more that you’re too complex than that I’m easy to understand.”

Yán Liúzhuǎn descended the wooden stairs, making a clacking sound.

Her small arm hung over the boys’ school uniform, with the trousers held up by a pair of boxers, wrapped around her chest like a towel.

She glanced indifferently at Tán Lǐn Huā, then looked at me, saying, “This body has a perfect figure. If we replaced the head with Cháng Kǎi, it would make the best art model.”

“Don’t say such scary things without expression!”

“Liúliú, we plan to go out for barbecue tonight. Want to join us?”

“Not today. This body only lasts until midnight. It’s such a good subject; I need to finish drawing it… uh, can Cháng Kǎi come again next time?”

So you’d rather draw yourself before midnight?

“If no clothes need to be taken off, I’d be happy to.”

“As for clothes, I can take them off myself. After all, my body is perfect.”

Such narcissistic lines, she really seems quite satisfied with herself.

I wonder what Yán Liúzhuǎn’s criteria are, but judging from the curves outlined by the white cloth, I still think Tián Qiàn’s figure is more impressive, with a slimmer waist and larger chest.

Maybe artists and commoners see things differently.

“So, can we go back today?” I asked.

“Mm-hm, go well, no need to see you off.”

“Huh? Why rush us away so quickly? Liúliú, do you have something you want to hide from yourself?”

“No, it’s just to avoid disturbing during painting…”

“Yán Liúzhuǎn, could you do me a favor? I don’t have enough strength right now, could you help me move the full-length mirror from the master bedroom to the attic?”

“Oh? Um, sure.”

I glanced at Lǐn Huā; she didn’t react much this time and even pointed out where the master bedroom was.

The mirror turned out to be lighter than expected but very tall, making it difficult for one person to move alone. We finally tilted it and carried it up to the attic with Yán Liúzhuǎn leading and I following behind.

We placed the mirror by the window, and Yán Liúzhuǎn picked up his phone and waved it around.

“Cháng Kǎi, let’s exchange contact information? Although we can find it in the register, it would be better if you just gave it to me directly.”

It dawned on me then that I hadn’t yet remembered the three principles we had agreed upon in the morning, and I still didn’t know Tán Lǐn Huā’s address.

“Then I’ll take my leave… Hm?”

After exchanging phone numbers, as I was about to head downstairs, Yán Liúzhuǎn grabbed my arm. As expected of an artist, his hands were long and fair, quite attractive.

But after he grabbed me, he didn’t say anything, just looked at me, which made me feel somewhat embarrassed.

Oh my, why is my charm so strong? Did he just fall for me because I’ve become a girl?

I really am a wicked man.

…I don’t even believe myself.

“What else do you need, Yán classmate?”

“…Be careful when interacting with Lǐn Huā,” he warned with a cold expression. “That child has worn a mask for too long and can no longer see their true self.”

Hearing his words, I couldn’t help feeling surprised.

Yán Liúzhuǎn mentioned the mask… So Tán Lǐn Huā’s image was just a facade.

While I had noticed some issues with Tán Lǐn Huā’s personality, I was genuinely shocked that Yán Liúzhuǎn, known as the Iron Judge, would say such things.

Suddenly, I recalled what Tán Lǐn Huā had said about him before.

“He’s quite contradictory. Even though he values rules heavily, he’s surprisingly emotional. Ultimately, overly rational people can’t create art, right?”

So, is this warning an expression of his emotions?

Could this deeply hidden emotion only surface because I’ve become a girl?

“I’ve noticed Lǐn Huā’s situation. I’ll naturally be cautious.”

Yán Liúzhuǎn nodded, crossing his arms over his chest, revealing a deep crease under the white cloth covering his chest.

“I once wanted to remove her mask and peel away the disguise, but I failed. If I could…”

“Sure, I’ll handle it this time.”

“Thank you, please look after Lǐn Huā!”

The long-haired girl with a side-parted hairstyle went from frowning indifferently to smiling suddenly, her lips curving upwards in an angelic smile under the golden sunlight.

My heart raced, adrenaline surged.

Oh no, it feels like a heart attack!

That ascetic girl, who always wore a scowl, could actually be so devastatingly beautiful when she smiled, like a spring breeze dispelling winter.

However, the gentle spring breeze vanished in an instant, and the cold wind returned, leaving her mouth back to its indifferent droop.

“In fact, you look pretty when you smile.”

Hearing this, Yán Liúzhuǎn froze, releasing his arms from his chest, looking somewhat flustered.

“Thank you.”

As soon as he released his hold, the white cloth wrapped around his chest loosened and fell to the ground.

Winter was coming soon.

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Interlude: A Moment’s Rest

不经意间瞥见墙上的挂钟，六点半，已经画了三个多小时了吗？

投入作画的时间未免也过得太快了…

我放下手中的平头猪鬃笔，有些失神地看着落地镜中的美人，她真的很美，雪白而又匀称的躯体，散发着迷人的光芒。

真是完美，完美到我肚子有些饿了。

我摸了摸自己平坦的小腹…该解决晚餐问题了。

家里没有食材，就算想要出门解决我也没有女式的服装——很想就这样出门，但是出了家门就要遵守社会的规则，否则会被警察给逮捕。

“那就叫外卖吧。

I opened the mobile app to order food, then wrapped myself in a white cloth and walked down the stairs barefoot.

I planned to make a pot of tea for a rest before continuing to work on my drawings after dinner.

Linhua and Chang Kai brought me quite a few surprises today. First, Linhua transformed into a real girl through the magical moon quartz. Then, I learned that the Aphrodite I had been longing for was actually a male student at our school. Finally, even I turned into a woman.

Though it could only last until midnight, it was enough for me. But it was a pity that I couldn’t see such a perfect human model again.

Chang Kai should be able to get a new moon quartz.

If he could also turn into a girl with such a well-proportioned figure, that would be the perfect model indeed.

I brewed a pot of Longjing green tea and placed the teapot and cup on the coffee table.

The redwood sofa, cooled by the air conditioner, felt icy and made my back ache. My pale pink nipples stood erect from the cold. I thought about wrapping myself in a thicker blanket, or else I might catch a cold.

“A smile?” Recalling Chang Kai’s words, I picked up my phone and opened the camera, trying to lift the corners of my mouth…

Hmm, it looked somewhat frightening. Did he really think this smile was attractive?

I hoped he could find the true Linhua among countless masks and save her. If he could accomplish something I couldn’t, I would give him a smile.

But by then, I would have returned to my male form. Would he still accept me?

I noticed a book carelessly thrown on the coffee table, looking rather out of place.

“Dreamy Fragrance,” by Lilim Publishing House, written by Gongyong Xiaojī.

A women-oriented novel, it seemed like something Linhua forgot to take with her…

The cover illustrated a girl with abnormally large eyes, crying and holding two thin fingers that looked like chopsticks.

This strange body proportion sent chills down my spine. This must be the main character.

I’ll give it to him next time. Right now, I need something to pass the time, so I might as well read it.

Pouring a cup of oolong tea, sipping it, warmth and fragrance spread throughout my body.

The story began with an ordinary-looking heroine summoning the courage to confess to her crush, only to be rejected.

Unexpectedly, she received a blessing from the love god, turning her into someone whose scent could attract men.

Because of this, various handsome boys competed for her, leading to events both amusing, sad, and touching.

As she became more popular, the heroine wanted to find the man who wasn’t attracted by her scent.

Perhaps because she was in a female body now?

I didn’t expect this book to be so captivating, engrossing me immediately.

The strict yet internally passionate student council president was quite appealing.

If there was anything unsatisfactory, it was that the illustrations were slightly off in terms of proportions, but that was more of an artist’s style issue.

The main problem was that the illustrations were too superficial compared to the characters’ descriptions. Despite the author’s detailed portrayal, the illustrations were so pale. The plain-looking heroine appeared in the illustrations as a seductive woman.

I even doubted whether the artist had carefully read the book or connected with the author, failing to deeply understand each character’s soul.

If this was the level of commercial artists, I might as well draw it myself.

The doorbell rang. Judging by the time, it should be the delivery.

“Sir, your food…”

“Ah! Wait!”

Opening the door, I saw disheveled black and white hair, dark eye bags, and a pale face… No, his cheeks seemed a bit flushed.

Oh, was it because I was only wearing a white cloth that startled him?

Another vulgar person controlled by desire.

I tightened the white cloth around me, half-closing the door behind me. “How long do you plan to stare? Where’s the food?”

“Very sorry!”

After handing over the food, the delivery guy ran away like his life depended on it.

Really, I wouldn’t eat him.

“Come to think of it, he seems familiar.”

“Could he be someone from our school working part-time outside?”

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