Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

Mary chuckled and patted his cheek: "Don't be afraid, young man, you'll get used to this. Look at you, you're guaranteed to be even more sought after than me!"

"No! Let me go! I don't want to!"

Aki Tomoya shouted at the top of his lungs and waved his hands wildly, but it was no match for the burly man.

He was dragged deep into the cabin, into a dark room filled with the smell of mildew and cheap alcohol.

Several worn-out mattresses were piled up in the corner of the room, and a few dirty ropes hung on the wall. The air, at 4.9 liters per liter, reeked of a nauseating odor.

The burly man threw Aki Tomoya to the ground, took out a thick hemp rope, and quickly tied his wrists tightly.

Aki Tomoya turned pale with fright and struggled desperately, but the rope tightened more and more, chafing his wrists until they ached.

"Let me go! This is illegal! I... I'm not from this world! I have a mission to complete!"

His mind was a mess, and he was shouting incoherently, even bringing up the mission from the Supreme God.

[WARNING: Revealing the existence of the Main God Space will result in immediate annihilation.]

The emotionless voice of the supreme god echoed in Aki Tomoya's mind.

These words immediately choked Aki Tomoya with all his words. He had no doubt that an existence that could allow him to travel through worlds could annihilate him.

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Chapter 68 Eriri: At least get the clothes ready first...

"Mission? Hah, stop spouting this bullshit!"

The burly man impatiently slapped him across the face, the force not hard but humiliating enough: "Behave yourself! You'd better start taking customers tonight, or I'll throw you into the Thames to feed the fish!"

He dared to come to the Whitechapel district alone late at night; even if this pretty boy had a noble backer, he would still dare to kidnap him.

This area is home to tens of thousands of immigrants from all over the world; who could possibly trace him back to?

He grabbed Aki Tomoya's jacket, stroked it carefully a couple of times, and his eyes lit up. "Hey, this jacket is made of good material. It could easily sell for a pound!"

Before Aki Tomoya could react, the burly man quickly stripped him of his jacket and shirt, leaving him with only a thin pair of underwear.

Aki Tomoya was so frightened that he curled up into a ball, hugging his chest with his arms, trying to cover his exposed body, his face as red as if it were about to bleed.

"Give me back my clothes! This is robbery!"

Aki Tomoya was so frightened that he almost burst into tears. As a homebody who grew up in a peaceful society in Japan, he had never seen anything like this before.

His mind was full of anime girls, but now he was being brutally crushed by reality.

He remembered the lonely 30-day survival task on his task list. Now, let alone 30 days, even surviving tonight was a problem.

The burly man turned and called out a few times towards the door. Soon, two more men entered, looking even fiercer than him. One had a scar on his face, and the other was missing half an ear. They glanced at Aki Tomoya, and the scarred-face man grinned: "Hey, old Bob, this one's not bad. Smooth skin and tender flesh. I bet he'll fetch a good price."

"Let him learn the rules first."

The burly man snorted and pointed at Aki Tomoya: "Mary, teach him how to serve people, so that the customers are not dissatisfied."

Mary chuckled, walked over, patted Aki Tomoya on the shoulder, and said mockingly, "Hey buddy, stop shaking like that, give us a smile. Customers like happy faces."

"Anyway, your manhood is useless, so why not experience what it's like to be a woman?"

She looked him up and down, clicking her tongue and saying, "This skin, tsk tsk, it's just like a woman's, it'll definitely be in high demand."

Aki Tomoya was trembling like a leaf, and tears were almost streaming down his face from fright.

He was shoved and thrown onto a broken mattress, the rope around his wrists rendering him immobile.

Some time passed.

The door to the room was pushed open, and the first guest walked in. He was an obese middle-aged man with an oily face and greedy eyes scanning him over.

"!!!"

"Don't come over!!!"

Aki Tomoya looked terrified, but there was nothing he could do to change anything.

……

Back to the hotel.

Eriri curled up on the headboard, hugging her legs. She looked up when she heard the door open, and her uneasy eyes stopped trembling when she saw Ye Hai.

"You sat on the bed all afternoon?"

Ye Hai casually took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.

"..."

"I don't know what else I can do..."

Eriri sounded somewhat disappointed.

Even though I've arrived in another world, and the plot unfolds just like in a light novel.

But she was like a petal that had detached from a branch, drifting in the wind, being pushed forward by others.

"Even if you don't dare to leave the room, you can at least look at the scenery from the window, or play some chess?"

Ye Hai fiddled with the chess set on the coffee table.

They've had this here since they arrived; maybe it's standard equipment at this hotel?

Eriri looked at the chess set on the coffee table and puffed out her cheeks: "I don't know how."

Her father, Spencer, tried to teach her chess, but Eriri had absolutely no interest in it.

You'd be better off drawing a couple more sketchbooks instead of wasting that time.

"Hmm... how about I buy you some drawing equipment tomorrow?"

Ye Hai pondered for a moment and then spoke.

There's still a month left, and it doesn't seem quite right to let Eriri stay in the hotel in such a boring way.

You knew I could draw?

Eriri was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that she was the ace of the art club at school, so it wasn't surprising that Ye Hai knew she could draw.

“I know you can draw.”

Ye Hai leaned down and brought his face close to Eriri's, a mischievous smile on his face: "I also know you're the respected Kashiwagi Eri-sensei~"

"!!!"

Eriri's face instantly turned from fair to bright red.

Her identity as a doujinshi artist has been exposed!!!

"You...you...how did you know!"

Eriri stammered as she asked.

"Never mind that, I just know it anyway."

Ye Hai chuckled.

"The illustrations are pretty good~ Although they all feature bizarre tentacle monsters and goblins, it's rare to find that they're all pure love stories."

"Not a single NTR book, which is really commendable."

Ye Hai gave Eriri a thumbs up.

Eriri's eyes have completely turned into mosquito coil shapes, oh no!

Not only do I know, but I'm also a long-time reader who follows the updates closely!

What if Ye Hai leaks this information after returning to the main world?

Ye Hai lowered his head and slowly leaned close to Eriri's ear: "Tell me... should I provide some more material for your doujinshi?"

"what?"

Eriri looked up at Ye Hai, seemingly confused.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Hai once again bit Eriri's pink lips.

Eriri's azure eyes widened instantly. Here we go again!

This time, however, Ye Hai was no longer limited to that.

A light, pure white piece of fabric slipped down her leg, leaving behind its protective purity. 923

"Well!"

Eriri looked like she had turned into a steampunk goddess, with smoke rising from her head.

However, because his mouth was gagged, he couldn't say a word.

She had only drawn in sketchbooks, but had never experienced these things firsthand.

"Don't……"

"At least take off your clothes first... I don't have any extra clothes..."

Ye Hai's breathing gradually became heavy: "Don't worry, new clothes will be delivered tomorrow."

JK school uniforms are the most exciting!

Ye Hai's eyes shifted slightly, then suddenly his eyes lit up.

Another mythical beast.

Ye Hai was surprised to find that the women he slept with all seemed to have this attribute.

No, perhaps he lacks experience.

"it hurts……"

Eriri's eyes were brimming with tears.

Mom, I feel like I've become an adult...

Eriri's hands rested limply on Ye Hai's neck. Since there was no way to change the situation, she might as well give in.

Her hands gradually changed from resistance to embracing Ye Hai.

Night fell once more upon the world, leaving only the flickering firelight from the fireplace to illuminate the room.

The pair of black-stockinged legs that had been swaying in mid-air were now wrapped around Ye Hai's waist.

I'm afraid even the soul tool called "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon" is no match for even a fraction of Ye Hai's current belt.

Chapter 69 The Poisonous Snake in the Gutter

(The first two chapters are stuck in the review process. I have to wait until the review office opens during the day. The scheduled release cannot be withdrawn...)

Regardless of what happened to others.

Although Hachiman Hikigaya doesn't have to suffer, his life is still quite miserable.

"These days, Britain claims to have already undergone the Industrial Revolution, so why are they still using stone mills to grind flour?!"

Hachiman Hikigaya was panting heavily, sweat pouring down his forehead as he pushed.

"And even if we don't have machines, we should at least get a donkey to pull the millstone!"

"How could there be such a thing as manually turning a millstone?"

Just as Hachiman Hikigaya was complaining, the proprietress walked over, stood with her hands on her hips at the mill entrance, and spat as she spoke: "A donkey? Do you know how much a donkey costs? Enough to buy a hundred bags of flour!"

She pounded on the creaking wooden door frame: "Besides, how can machine-ground flour smell as good as stone-ground flour? Mrs. Henderson only likes our handmade flour!"

The proprietress knew, of course, that both machines and donkeys were more efficient than people, but those things were never as cheap as people's.

The only difference with Whitechapel is that it has a lot of unemployed poor people.

Give them a few coins and they'll get everything done.