[World 02] : Gigolo alpha

 The sky was overcast, and a light rain had just fallen during the night, leaving the ground damp.

People, holding white bouquets and dressed in solemn black clothes, paused briefly on the carpet to let the water on their shoes dry before entering the spacious hall to queue.

They were attending a funeral.

The protagonist of the funeral was Chu Zeyan, a top genius mecha pilot of the new era, who died last month in an interstellar flood at the young age of 35.

While people lamented the fall of the genius, they all turned their attention to a fair-skinned young man kneeling before the portrait.

Some of the people at the back of the line began to whisper and gossip.

"Is that the Alpha who married into the Chu family? He looks so young."

"Only 22, how could he not be young?"

"22? That's more than ten years younger, what's the point?"

"Can't you tell? What do you think the point is?"

Although they didn't say it outright, everyone present knew perfectly well—what else could it be but money? The Chu family was wealthy and powerful. Aside from their initial accumulation of wealth, Chu Zeyan himself was a renowned interstellar mecha engineer. Other races specifically came to this place to invite this famous genius to design mechas for them.

With money and power, who wouldn't want to become a live-in son-in-law?

Of course, becoming a live-in son-in-law wasn't easy; one had to first gain the Chu family's approval.

Speaking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at the live-in son-in-law kneeling before the portrait, wondering how this Alpha, whose mental strength was so low, had managed to become a live-in son-in-law of such a wealthy family. Just then,

the man turned to the side, and they finally saw the young man's face clearly.

Hiss—

everyone gasped.

His face was indeed quite impressive.

However, his appearance didn't quite fit the image of an Alpha with a naturally strong, muscular physique in everyone's minds. Or perhaps the wealthy had rather unique tastes?

Meanwhile, Song Yu had just gotten up from the cushion. He rubbed his sore knees and stood beside the portrait, watching the people in the room begin to offer him bouquets.

He truly hadn't expected to start by kneeling in a mourning hall.

Fortunately, he had rested for three days in the small space 009 had built for him before entering this world. 009 himself had been summoned back by headquarters and hadn't responded to his calls.

Song Yu had already read through all the information left behind.

This was an ABO world, set two hundred years in the future, where humans could already travel through interstellar space and establish diplomatic relations with countries on other planets.

The protagonist, a bottom, was an Omega named Chu Zeyan. Chu Zeyan had a talent for mecha and, after graduating from military academy, immersed himself in his work, delaying finding a partner. Finally, at the age of 35, he matched with an Alpha who was suitable in every way. Although the Alpha's mental strength was weak, the pheromone compatibility was 100%. The two quickly got married.

Song Yu was the Alpha who married the protagonist, though he was just a cannon fodder third-person seme.

Moreover, his character this time was a womanizing scumbag.

The day after the protagonist's marriage, he went on a temporary mission but died in it. After being reborn, he saw his husband's true colors, divorced him, and reclaimed his property. He then found true love among many excellent suitors.

Song Yu's task, however, was to squander the protagonist's money after his death, indulging in nightly revelry to expose his scumbag nature.

Song Yu sighed inwardly. Nightly revelry… seemed a bit too much for him.

But at least this time he wouldn't be a pervert.

009 hadn't returned yet, and Song Yu didn't know his specific mission. He could only stand before the mourning hall, his gaze involuntarily falling on the portrait.

Chu Zeyan's appearance was hard and cold, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a hint of aloofness between his brows—in the words of the data—a typical ascetic type.

Song Yu understood this term literally.

Ascetic type.

So… he shouldn't be kissing so easily, right?

Song Yu was terrified by those hormone-fueled male college students in the previous campus world.

Moreover, his gender in this world is Alpha, so even if they were to do anything intimate, he should be the one to take the initiative.

"Mr. Song."

A deep male voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Song Yu didn't react at first, until the voice drew closer and became even colder.

Song Yu turned around, tilting his head back to look at the man behind him.

The man had a healthy tan, a rugged appearance, and a long scar above his right eye added a touch of roguishness. He possessed a strong aura, extremely intimidating, inspiring a sense of submission.

Song Yu instinctively wanted to avoid this person.

But he could only grit his teeth and recall the man's information in his mind.

After a moment, he hesitated and said, "...Brother Fu."

Fu Yuan's body stiffened slightly, then he frowned.

He had only seen Song Yu once at Chu Zeyan's wedding, and his first impression of this Alpha wasn't good.

Alphas are known for their strong fighting spirit and use their mental power to suppress each other, but Song Yu didn't require his intervention.

With a spiritual energy so weak it was almost nonexistent, and a fair and pretty face—the Alpha his colleague had found looked frail and delicate.

His wrists and waist were excessively thin, as if they could break with the slightest touch.

Fu Yuan had always looked down on these pampered, gigolo Alphas.

Especially Song Yu's way of addressing him earlier, which made him feel the other was trying to curry favor by claiming kinship.

Song Yu was an orphan who grew up in the streets. After marrying into the Chu family and meeting him, she had repeatedly brought gifts to his friends' door, trying to get them good jobs.

He had investigated those people; they were petty thieves with several criminal records. Since Song Yu was friends with them, he figured her character wasn't much better.

Of course, Chu Zeyan was newly married, so he couldn't say these things directly, and could only walk away with disgust.

The young man tilted his head, and Fu Yuan snapped back to reality, wanting to sternly distance himself from her.

However, perhaps because the other person's pale face looked somewhat fragile, or perhaps because there were too many people around, he ultimately didn't speak.

For some reason, Fu Yuan felt that Song Yu was prone to tears.

It must be because of his appearance.

He has fair skin, is beautiful, and his eyes seem to have a natural red tinge. How

could someone so weak-looking possibly mark their other half? Especially since the other person is that famously aloof and arrogant Omega in the entire academy, whose mental strength rivals that of an Alpha.

Realizing he had lingered too long on the young man, Fu Yuan withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

Song Yu stood there, letting out a sigh of relief.

This man with the scar on his eye is the protagonist, Fu Yuan, currently the youngest general, brave and skilled in battle, with an impressive record, and a precious Alpha with S-rank mental strength.

When looking at the information, Song Yu didn't quite understand the term "spiritual power," but after seeing the real person, he gained a new understanding.

Indeed, the aura was very strong; no one could get close.

However, the protagonist, the dominant one, didn't seem friendly towards him.

This reminded Song Yu of the protagonist from his previous world—Lu Xing, who also had a grumpy face.

However, probably still a student, Lu Xing didn't possess the suffocating killing intent of Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan, on the other hand, was someone who had truly been to the battlefield.

Song Yu pursed his lips and glanced at the broad-shouldered, long-legged man not far away. Both being Alphas, how could there be such a difference?

He was very dissatisfied with his still delicate and frail body in this world.

People with strong spiritual power seemed to be very alert; in just two seconds, as if they had eyes in the back of their heads, they turned around and looked in his direction.

Song Yu was startled and immediately looked away, continuing to look at his deceased wife's portrait.

Chu Zeyan was of high status, and people came to the funeral to offer flowers in an endless stream. Song Yu stood to the side, maintaining the same posture, until his legs started to ache.

He looked at the pollen in his hands, mentioned going to the restroom to the funeral director, and left through the back door.

A crowd had gathered at the back door, and after the young man left with his head down, they began gossiping.

"Is that the Alpha who married into the family? They seemed quite affectionate, their eyes were even red."

"He's probably faking it, considering there are so many people around."

"I also think it's fake. They've only known each other for a month, haven't they even developed any feelings yet?"

"Exactly, who wears perfume to a funeral?"

...

Song Yu lowered his head and slowly smelled his wrist.

No perfume scent.

He probably mistook floral scents for perfume.

Song Yu felt he might have the potential to be a scumbag; he hadn't even done anything yet, and he was already being seen as a gigolo.

Maybe he should go spray some perfume later.

The restroom was at the end of the corridor. Song Yu hesitated about spraying perfume as he turned on the tap. After washing, he planned to take a stroll around to stretch his aching legs, when suddenly someone called out to him, "Song Yu."

Song Yu looked up; it was a middle-aged man he didn't recognize.

But the other person seemed to know him well, lowering their voice: "You're lucky, kid. You don't even need to wait for the divorce settlement; all the property is yours."

Although he didn't know them, Song Yu felt that the other person was definitely a villain.

Just a few words were enough to make him feel disgusted.

He frowned, didn't speak, and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

Seeing that Song Yu ignored him, Sun Zengyin was stunned, then angrily said: "What do you mean? Don't forget who introduced you to Chu Zeyan! Didn't we agree to split the inheritance 50/50 after the divorce? Now that you can get the inheritance, you're pretending not to know me?"

Even if Song Yu was slow to understand, he could still get something from the other person's words.

It wasn't written in the documents, and he was afraid that the other person was lying to him, so he didn't dare to speak easily.

As a result, Sun Zengyin took this silence as mockery and moved closer to Song Yu.

Song Yu was choked by the smell of smoke, his face tightened, and he immediately stepped back.

Sun Zengyin panicked and reached out, but before he could even touch the other's shoulder, his palm was shocked: "Damn! You used your mental power on me?"

Song Yu was also stunned, but soon he heard the familiar mechanical voice in his head.

009: [Host! Are you alright?]

Song Yu: [I'm fine... but who is this person?]

009 immediately said: [This is Sun Zengyin, a distant relative of the protagonist, and a villain in this world. Because he was ignored by the protagonist, he harbored resentment and came to find you. He coaxed, tricked, and even threatened you with your friends to make you split the property 50/50 after the divorce.]

Song Yu showed a disgusted expression: [I don't want to talk to him.]

009: [Okay, host, it's not out of character. You never planned to divorce the protagonist anyway, you're going to live off him for the rest of your life.]

Song Yu: "..."

Although it sounded even worse, at least he could ignore the person in front of him.

Song Yu frowned and said fiercely, "I only used 10% of my mental power just now."

"You're not allowed to cause trouble at Chu Zeyan's funeral! Otherwise, I'll increase it to 30%." The young man thought for a moment, probably feeling that it was too lenient on the other party, and immediately changed his words, "No, 100%."

​​Sun Zengyin's face stiffened. When did this useless Alpha get mental power? But the electric shock just now had indeed made his entire arm numb and without feeling. He didn't understand what happened, and he didn't dare to make any rash moves. In addition, other people came into the restroom, so Sun Zengyin could only grit his teeth and say, "You're ruthless!"

After Sun Zengyin left, 009 added more details to the data: [After the protagonist was reborn, he learned about this matter, divorced you, and you didn't get a penny. You couldn't survive in this country and became poor and destitute; while Sun Zengyin was sent to a garbage planet to fend for himself.]

Song Yu was a little scared when he heard his ending: [Am I also going to be sent to a garbage planet?]

009 thought that judging from the ending of the previous world, it was highly unlikely.

It comforted him, saying, "[Host, that's a long time from now. Just make sure your progress bar is complete before then.]"

Song Yu responded with an "Oh."

He felt much more at ease after 009 arrived. On the way back to the hall, he quietly asked if the matter at the other headquarters had been resolved.

009 replied that it was fine.

But in reality, something unexpected had happened.

The God had disappeared. Everyone initially thought it had gone to some other world or gone on vacation, but later it was discovered that the God's spiritual world had completely shattered into countless fragments.

Several of these fragments were in the campus world it had collected this time.

This explained why it was often blocked back then; the God's power was boundless, and even a fragment contained immense energy.

After collecting these fragments, 009 regained its memories.

It was the God's most capable system.

So, was its care for Song Yu ingrained in its very being?

009 felt somewhat sorry for its host—as a system, it needed to obey the God's arrangements, and sometimes it could only watch helplessly as the fragments bullied its host.

*

The funeral ended when it was completely dark.

It was already midnight when Song Yu was driven back to the Chu residence.

Chu Zeyan was naturally quiet and didn't live with any relatives. His residence was a detached villa with a garden. At this moment, a light was left on in the living room, and the garden streetlights were also on.

The dim yellow streetlights mixed with the moonlight, casting a glow on the blooming petals, creating an exceptionally tranquil atmosphere.

Song Yu walked along the paved cobblestone path and suddenly realized that the benefits of being a cannon fodder character in the third installment were not bad.

At least for now, he wasn't being deprived materially.

Several people were standing in the living room, and they all bowed when they saw Song Yu return.

Standing in the middle was a handsome, gentle-looking man with black hair, who said softly, "Mr. Song."

The other party is a beta named Si Ling, a loyal subordinate of Chu Zeyan. He's largely responsible for the protagonist's rebirth.

One of Song Yu's tasks is to bully him.

However, it's too late today, so he'll refrain from bullying him for now.

Even bad guys need rest.

Just as Song Yu was about to go upstairs to wash up and rest, 009 issued the first task of this world—

【Task 1: Have Si Ling serve you while you bathe, to be completed within half an hour.】

Song Yu's shoulders twitched, and he instantly bristled: 【I'm a married man, how can I let another man serve me!】

009 paused for a few seconds: 【What I mean is, you can have him prepare the bathwater and a change of clothes.】

Song Yu: "..."

It's all those people's fault, making him impure now.

Hearing "serve" reminds him of those… things.

Song Yu's eyelids turned pink with embarrassment, and he softly said "Oh." With limited time allotted for the task, he didn't waste any more time and directly asked Si Ling, "Is the bathwater ready?"

Si Ling's tone was gentle: "It's ready for you."

"What about your pajamas?"

"They're ready too."

Song Yu didn't even glance at them: "I don't want those. Change into something else."

Faced with the young man's difficult request, Si Ling's expression didn't change as she followed behind this Alpha who had recently moved into the villa.

*

Song Yu and Chu Zeyan were already sleeping in the same room.

According to 009, this was all at her husband's insistence. Chu Zeyan was asexual and didn't like having someone beside him.

Their bed took up a large portion of the bedroom space. The sheets and pillowcases were still red with the "囍" (double happiness) character embroidered on them, made of silk, and looked very high-end.

Thinking about it, Chu Zeyan was truly a pity. He was clearly a young genius, yet he died in an accident.

Fortunately, he would be reborn.

"Is this one okay?"

Si Ling's voice interrupted Song Yu's thoughts. The young man's slightly dazed, handsome face turned towards them. In that instant, Si Ling realized that this Alpha wasn't as shrewd as he'd imagined.

Instead, he seemed a bit slow.

Before the mission completion notification sounded, Song Yu continued his nagging: "This color is awful."

Si Ling put the clothes back and grabbed another set: "How about this one? Do you like blue?"

Song Yu: "!"

He immediately waved his hand: "Change it!"

Facing the young man's suddenly pink earlobes, Si Ling was momentarily stunned. He guessed that perhaps Song Yu had done something unspeakable on this bed while wearing the fitted blue silk pajamas he was holding.

After changing five or six outfits, the system still felt he wasn't being too lenient and wouldn't approve it. Song Yu was exhausted. He glanced into the wardrobe, his gaze landing on a box at the bottom. "What's in there? I forgot. Take it out and let me know."

Si Ling's fingers paused, her expression finally showing a slight change, but she quickly returned to normal. "Are you sure you want to wear this?"

Song Yu had finally gotten his chance and immediately adopted the attitude of a gigolo: "You've gotten bolder. You don't even listen to me anymore?"

After he finished speaking, 009's voice finally sounded: [Mission One Completed, 500 Points Awarded.]

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. However, the next moment, he froze when he saw the pajamas with rabbit ears in the box.

Chu Zeyan's persona was that of a high-and-mighty Omega, how could he have such a fluffy thing?

He couldn't even speak coherently: "This, this is..."

"These are all things you bought for Mr. Chu." Si Ling used her long, slender fingers to pick up the fluffy fabric and pulled the whole thing out with some force.

Then, looking at the young man whose earlobes had quickly turned red, he said slowly and deliberately, "You said, if the gentleman doesn't want to..."

"You wouldn't mind wearing something to please him."

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