Written by Infinite Bulldozer · 2745 words Fifteen days later, Zhou Ye appeared on a plane flying directly from Shanghai to Osaka.
Ever since the day his computer was replaced by an armband, Zhou Ye felt he never wanted to stay in his rented apartment again.
He said the world was so big and he wanted to see it, but the first thing he needed to figure out was his identification.
After being modified by the meteorite, he looked completely different from the person on his ID card…
Ultimately, he had to hypnotize the female police officer in charge of household registration when he was processing the documents, and it took a lot of effort to change his photo.
Of course, he’s using a temporary ID card now, but thankfully, a temporary ID card can also be used to apply for a tourist passport…
“Sir, would you like something?” A pretty flight attendant in a Neon Airlines uniform approached Zhou Ye and asked gently.
“Give me a Coke!” Zhou Ye said with a smile.
“Cola…is that so?” The beautiful flight attendant seemed a little confused, having never seen an adult male passenger in first class drink cola before.
“Of course not?” Zhou Ye asked with a smile.
“Of course!” the flight attendant said with a slightly embarrassed smile.
“Please wait!” Just as Zhou Ye was feeling bored, the flight attendant approached with a glass of cola.
However, just as she was about to reach him, the plane shook, and the flight attendant’s hand trembled…
spilling half a glass of cola directly onto his pants…
“I’m so sorry…
I’m so sorry…” The flight attendant hurriedly put down her Coke and quickly wiped Zhou Ye’s body with a handkerchief.
“It’s okay, I’ll do it myself!” Zhou Ye took the handkerchief from the flight attendant and wiped himself.
With his strength, he could easily dodge it.
However, Zhou Ye said that he would avoid using his supernatural abilities in reality if possible, since he didn’t want to be taken to be dissected for research.
Reality would be his biggest rear base.
“We have hairdryers in our lounge area, I can help you dry your hair!” the flight attendant said apologetically.
“If you don’t mind, would you please come with me to the lounge area?” Zhou Ye nodded, stood up, and followed the flight attendant towards the rest area.
Once there, Zhou Ye sat on the sofa, and the flight attendant carefully used a hairdryer to dry his pants.
Under the flight attendant’s gentle touch, Zhou Ye’s “little brother” started to stir.
The flight attendant also realized she had touched something extraordinary, and her face grew redder and redder with each rub…
Zhou Ye noticed that no one else was around, and gently pulled up the curtain next to the sofa, startling the flight attendant who hurriedly asked, “Excuse me, what are you doing…?” “I’m not doing anything!” Zhou Ye shrugged, then pulled down his pants, pointed to his erect penis, and said, “Whoever’s fault it is, they have to take responsibility.
Don’t you Japanese people uphold the principle of not causing trouble for others?
Now that trouble has arisen, it’s up to you to handle it!” “I…” The flight attendant was trembling slightly, whether from fear or excitement, it was hard to tell.
“If you don’t want me to complain about you!” Zhou Ye whispered in the flight attendant’s ear, “then help me handle this…” In the end, the flight attendant reluctantly swallowed Zhou Ye’s penis…
but it was clear that her biting skills weren’t up to par, and she had to give up everything…
When the plane landed at Kansai Airport in Osaka, Zhou Ye walked out looking refreshed and happy that he had finally experienced the legendary rapid progress.
Zhou Ye said that being handsome gives you preferential treatment.
When a handsome guy flirts with a woman, it’s called flirting; when an ugly guy flirts with a woman, it’s called being a hooligan.
A handsome guy can get a flight attendant’s lingering affection and her private number after raping her; if he were ugly, Zhou Ye would probably have faced fierce resistance from the flight attendant at the very beginning of the rape…
It really is a world that judges by appearance.
Zhou Ye casually crushed the note with the phone number written on it.
She wasn’t a virgin anyway; he’d just play around with her.
In a toilet stall, Zhou Ye switched clothes and took a shower, returning to his ex-girlfriend’s world… Zhou Ye reappeared at the airport and went to a store that specializes in selling mobile phones and local Japanese SIM cards.
He bought a mobile phone and got a SIM card.
It’s not that Zhou Ye didn’t have a phone, it’s just that Chinese phones and SIM cards are incompatible with Japanese networks.
Once you get here, you have to change your SIM card and phone.
I really don’t know how the male protagonists in those fantasy novels manage to use Chinese phones in Japan.
After getting everything sorted out, Zhou Ye asked the receptionist at the airport for directions and headed straight for the subway.
He took the JR line’s rapid transit train, HARUKA, directly to Kyoto Station.
On the bus, he met a pretty Japanese girl.
They chatted quite a bit, one speaking English and the other Japanese with gestures.
When it was time to get off the bus, the girl even took out her phone and wrote down Zhou Ye’s number…
She was so reluctant to part ways.
It has to be said that being handsome has its advantages.
Zhou Ye said he wants to get revenge on his past when he was ugly, and he’ll take any opportunity…
Stepping out of Kyoto Station, Zhou Ye strolled aimlessly.
He didn’t have anywhere in particular he wanted to go; he just wanted to wander around…
When he gets hungry, he just randomly picks a restaurant that looks decent and goes inside.
Since he’s never tried any Japanese food before, he’s always curious about it.
Suddenly, Zhou Ye realized he seemed to have come to the wrong place.
The billboards around him were all printed with pictures of pretty young girls…
Was this the legendary Kabukicho?
He looked at the advertisements on both sides with great curiosity…
Perhaps because it was still early, many shops had not yet opened.
Although he doesn’t discriminate against these tech workers and isn’t even afraid of AIDS, Zhou Ye has no interest in them.
In his words, “I can hook up with anyone just because of my looks, why should I spend money to find these tech workers?” Just as he was about to leave Kabukicho, a timid voice suddenly sounded beside him: “Smith Marseille…” “?” Zhou Ye turned his head and saw a little girl who looked no more than fourteen years old standing timidly behind him, her head slightly lowered, not daring to look up at him at all.
Zhou Ye asked in English, “Is there something you need?” “Arno…give me 200,000 yen, and I can spend the night with you!” the little girl said in her broken English, which Zhou Ye struggled to understand.
“Why?” “Because…I…am still a virgin!” The little girl’s face was as red as a crab, and she lowered her head even further.
It was clear that the little girl was almost dying of embarrassment.
“Why not?” Zhou Ye suddenly laughed.
Based on his experience, there was probably an 80% chance that this girl was still a virgin.
“Come with me!” As Zhou Ye spoke, he took the little girl’s hand and walked towards a love hotel by the roadside.
Nowadays, many love hotels are unattended to protect guests’ privacy, which Zhou Ye said makes this a really good place.
…This is the dividing line of utter depravity…
Zhou Ye looked completely satisfied after finishing.
The little girl, like a doll that was about to be broken, lay on Zhou Ye covered in sweat, occasionally sobbing…
It was just that Zhou Ye’s size was a bit too outrageous for her.
Looking at the bright red stain on the bed sheet, Zhou Ye asked curiously, “Could you tell me why you came out to do this?” “Because…
Mom is sick!” The girl hugged Zhou Ye tightly, a little shyly.
After all, he was her first man, and Zhou Ye was very handsome, much better than those so-called pretty boys on TV.
“And what about your father?” Zhou Ye asked, somewhat puzzled.
“My father died in a car accident last year!” The girl seemed to recall her father’s passing, and her eyes immediately filled with tears…
Looking at the girl who resembled a porcelain doll, Zhou Ye patted her shoulder with a touch of pity.
“Don’t cry…
Take me to your house later.
If it’s true, I’ll support you, and you can be my little lover from now on!” “Mmm—” The little girl smiled happily.
If her first love was her sweetheart, that would be the most perfect thing.
“By the way, I still don’t know your name!
Who taught you English?” Zhou Ye was curious about the girl’s identity.
She was so young and could speak such good English; she must have received a good family education.
“My name is Tenguin Reiko!” Reiko said softly.
“My father taught me English.
He is English.” “Then you…” Zhou Ye was immediately shocked.
No wonder he had blond hair and delicate features like a porcelain doll.
He was actually of mixed race.
At first, he thought he had dyed his hair.
“My English name is Christina, Christina Ellen!” Reiko hugged Zhou Ye even tighter, as if that would prevent him from leaving her.
“Rest for a while, then take me home!” Zhou Ye said softly, gently stroking Lianzi’s soft, long hair.
“Let me take care of you from now on!” “Mmm!” Reiko nodded happily.