Ji Ran simply stopped paying attention to him.
Still, it was indeed not very appropriate for underage viewers to watch his content, so Ji Ran dug out his previous post and added another line:
【Also, minors are not allowed to follow me!!!】
The netizens responded immediately:
[Yes, Master.]
[I promise I’ll listen. Whatever you say goes.]
[Got it, baby. I’m already an adult!!]
Ji Ran clicked into the comment section and saw that the post they were responding to was:
【Ahhhhhhh, I have to attend extra classes again during this year’s winter vacation! It’s seriously so annoying!】
Ji Ran: “…………”
Although he knew that his fanbase was generally quite young, Ji Ran had not expected there to be so many underage followers.
The moment he imagined there were still children watching his videos in their spare time, Ji Ran inexplicably became much more restrained.
He did not even dare to push the suggestive boundaries too hard anymore.
On top of that, he had already filmed enough dressing up videos recently, so Ji Ran decided to try something different.
After considering everything from several angles, Ji Ran decided to make an episode reviewing thigh straps.
Although the content would still be somewhat suggestive, this time he hoped to provide some genuinely useful information.
Ji Ran chose several classic thigh straps and placed an order.
After the delivery mix up he had experienced the first time, Ji Ran no longer dared to have this kind of thing delivered to the company.
Instead, he used the address of his rented apartment and left a note asking the courier to prioritize placing the package in the parcel locker. If there was no available space that day, they could simply deliver it the next day.
However, a small mishap occurred when he went to collect the package.
A courier had placed the parcel directly outside his apartment door without asking for his permission.
When Ji Ran returned from work and saw the package sitting outside his door, his entire body went numb with shock.
Fortunately, this time he had not bought women’s clothing.
He had also used a fake name.
So even if his roommate happened to see the package, there was no way they would think he was filming women’s clothing videos…
Right?
Ji Ran furtively carried the package into his room. He wanted to leave the deliveryman a bad review but he was also afraid that the man might retaliate, so in the end, he forced himself to let it go. From now on, he decided, he would only use the address of his residential compound for deliveries.
……
The weekend was another round of overtime and it was not until the following Monday that Ji Ran finally got a compensatory day off and began filming his videos.
He had planned everything out quite nicely. He would spend the whole morning filming, edit the footage in the afternoon and still have enough time in the evening to work on his thesis and play some games.
He had not expected so many unexpected problems to crop up during filming, however and the process ended up taking far longer than he had imagined.
The very first pair of thigh garters caused trouble. The store had left too few holes for adjustment and Ji Ran’s legs were too slender, so he had to fasten them all the way up near the roots of his thighs before they would stay securely in place.
But with the garters sitting that high, they would not show at all beneath an ordinary skirt. Ji Ran had no choice but to change into a pair of low waisted shorts.
The length was suitable enough but the comfort was another matter entirely. The shorts were tight and constricting the moment he put them on. Worse, they were women’s shorts and had not left even the slightest bit of room for little Ji Ran. Every step felt like a form of torture and there was even a risk of accidentally exposing himself.
Just like Ji Ran himself, whose growth had been delayed by malnutrition, little Ji Ran was not particularly prominent either. Although he was still within the normal range, he was a long way from the impressive measurements that people liked to boast about online.
Ever since the physical differences between the sexes had emerged during puberty, Ji Ran had hated that part of his body. To him, it represented a certain kind of vulgar, filthy memory, a reminder of the past he had desperately wanted to escape.
Ji Ran had attended an ordinary middle school in the town. Quite a few of his classmates, like him, were left behind children. Most of the boys had started dating at a young age and paid little attention to their studies. Those who were not dating would hide in the dormitory and secretly watch prohibited videos, discussing the girls in their class.
For a long time, the dormitory rooms had been filled with an unpleasant smell, while dirty tissues were scattered all over the floor.
Ji Ran hated that place.
At the time, he did not yet understand why he hated it. He simply felt an instinctive disgust toward it. It was only later, after he was admitted to one of the city’s top high schools and saw the children from the city whose parents had carefully planned out their futures for them, that he suddenly understood.
What he had been afraid of was falling downward.
On countless confused and sleepless nights, Ji Ran would repeat the same warning to himself over and over: You are not like those people. You cannot become like them. You have to go somewhere farther away.
And so he went to a prestigious high school, then a prestigious university and eventually secured a job that was practically at the top of his industry… In a sense, he really had escaped the nightmare of his adolescence, only to find himself seemingly trapped inside another kind of cage.
His middle school classmates had watched porn in their dormitories, while now he was hiding in his own room making borderline content. At its core, there seemed to be little difference between the two.
Ji Ran did not sink into that mood for long. He simply tucked little Ji Ran back inside his shorts and earnestly filmed a demonstration video.
After finishing the video, he was just about to take off his shorts when a sudden knock came from outside the door.
“Hello, Ji Ran, are you home?”
It was his roommate, who lived right next door.
Ji Ran’s body stiffened for a brief moment. He quickly grabbed a pair of sweatpants and pulled them on over what he was wearing before answering in an entirely casual tone, “What is it?”
“Can you open the door?” the man asked. “It’s hard to hear clearly through the door.”
Ji Ran was not particularly close with his roommate to begin with. On top of that, there was a pile of thigh garters scattered across his bed, while women’s clothing hung openly and conspicuously inside his wardrobe. There was absolutely no way he was going to obediently open the door.
Ji Ran pretended to yawn and said, “I’m too lazy to get out of bed. Just tell me from there.”
The other person fell silent for a moment before finally saying, “I ran out of cooking oil. Can I borrow some of yours?”
Ji Ran replied, “I don’t cook. I don’t have any either.”
The other person gave an “Oh,” and the sound of his footsteps gradually faded away, seemingly indicating that he had left.
Ji Ran immediately got up and checked the door latch once more. Only after confirming that it was securely locked from the inside did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He probably hadn’t been discovered by his roommate, right?
Ji Ran had always been extremely cautious whenever he filmed his videos. Even the women’s clothes he owned were washed by hand and hung up to dry inside his own room. They had never once appeared in any of the shared areas.
Although he wore a mask, there were occasionally some videos where his eyes could be seen. Could it be that someone had recognized him because of that?
It should be impossible.
Whenever he uploaded a video, he even made sure to turn off his location. Even if someone happened to come across one of his videos, there were tens of millions of people in the city. There was no way someone would coincidentally become suspicious of him.
Maybe his roommate really just happened to need to borrow something.
Although the possibility of being recognized was extremely low, the incident still made Ji Ran considerably more wary. Wearing only a mask was beginning to feel somewhat unsafe, so he ordered a hat and a pair of sunglasses as well. This time, he intended to cover his entire face completely.
As for the video he was currently working on…
Ji Ran could not afford to wait until the sunglasses arrived. He simply grabbed the ribbon from a Christmas present he had bought and tied it over his eyes instead.
The semi transparent ribbon allowed some light to filter through under the sunlight, so he could barely make out his surroundings.
And so, with his eyes covered by the ribbon, Ji Ran went on to review and test several more thigh garters. To be honest, he was not particularly satisfied with the results.
The whole point of a thigh garter was the soft flesh that bulged slightly where the band cinched tightly around the leg but Ji Ran was simply too thin.
There was practically no softness on his thighs at all and he could only manage to leave the faintest trace by tightening the garter as hard as possible.
In an effort to make his thighs look a little fuller and more fleshy, Ji Ran had been forcing himself to eat as much as possible during the several days leading up to the filming. Unfortunately, all that effort had failed to make him gain any noticeable weight.
The final item he tested was a thigh chain. It was not particularly expensive, so Ji Ran had bought one in gold and another in silver. Unlike ordinary thigh garters, these two thigh chains were not designed to be fastened around the leg. Instead, they had to be tied around the waist.
The process was somewhat complicated and it took Ji Ran quite a bit of effort before he finally figured out how he was supposed to put it on. He had just finished filming the final shot and was preparing to take the thigh chain off when his phone suddenly rang.
It was Han Shen calling.
Ji Ran: “……”
He had already started cursing inwardly.
“Boss?” Ji Ran answered the call and asked in an extremely polite voice, “Is there something you need me for?”
Please let it be nothing. Please, let it be nothing. For God’s sake, please don’t let there be anything!
Han Shen said, “Get yourself ready. You’re coming to a meeting with me in a little while.”
Ji Ran: “……”
He knew it. Whenever Ji Ran made a wish, the good ones never seemed to come true, while the bad ones always had an uncanny habit of becoming reality.
Ji Ran’s heart turned completely to ashes. “When?”
Han Shen replied, “Now.”
Ji Ran: “？？？”
“I’ll be downstairs at your building in five minutes,” Han Shen said. “Once you’re ready, come straight down.”
Ji Ran: “……”
Damn, damn, damn. What kind of unforgivable crime had he committed in a past life to deserve this? He had finally managed to get a single day off to rest and somehow he could still end up being personally hunted down by his boss and dragged away to work.
And wasn’t this way too sudden?
Ji Ran launched into a whole string of complaints, grumbling and cursing under his breath. It was only when he finally picked up his phone that he realized Han Shen had actually contacted him half an hour ago but he had been busy filming and hadn’t had the chance to check his messages.
Ji Ran: “……”
Even so, it was still Han Shen’s fault!
Complaining was one thing but Ji Ran didn’t dare waste any more time. He quickly stuffed the clothes and thigh strap lying on his bed into the wardrobe, then hurriedly put on his suit, slung his heavy laptop over his shoulder and left the apartment.
It wasn’t until he was waiting for the elevator that a sudden wave of soreness and numbness ran through his thigh. Ji Ran reached down and scratched at it, only to freeze in realization.
Damn it. He had been in such a hurry just now that he had forgotten to take off the thigh chain.
This is all for this week! From next week, every Friday we update 2/3 chapters, depending upon if I can complete the translation plus editing… At least I will update 2 chapters! I hope you all enjoy reading it!
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ChaptersChapter 1 · A cold-hearted bossChapter 2 · “Your skirt?”Chapter 3 · Ji Ran was caught off guardChapter 4 · Relax, you bit your lip until it bledChapter 5 · Don’t want toChapter 6 · Women’s clothing and DaddyChapter 7 · Ji Ran hunched over and began to sob softly.Chapter 8 · Rebellion, offense, and self-rewardChapter 9 · I hate it when people flaunt their wealth in front of meChapter 10 · CompensateChapter 11 · Why are you following me?Chapter 12 · Damn, he forgot to take off his leg chainChapter 13 · Ji Ran was indeed still afraid of him.Chapter 14 · A message came from OrcaChapter 15 · Self-blame, anger, and tears.Chapter 16 · You have to pay more!Chapter 17 · Did you come here just to yell at me?Chapter 18 · Just bear with it a little longerChapter 19 · Women’s clothing live streamChapter 20 · Could you come and pick me up?Chapter 21 Part 1 · It’s all an actChapter 21 Part 2 · It’s all an actChapter 22 · The actions could be even more brutalChapter 23 · A slapChapter 24 · He wanted to surrender a part of himself