Lin Huai's idea is very simple.
The witch's request is for him to find the best artwork and dedicate it to the witch. Fog City is indeed an "art capital" full of art lovers. Countless perverts roam the city, with their weird aesthetics, they create one after another weird and horrific killings, they regard them as works of art, and take this as a gift to Fog City.
By analogy, although it is perverted, it has to be admitted that the mission of the witch in the dungeon is to let him find out these perverts from the city, and discover all the so-called "creatures" that are still in production or have been completed. artwork". He needs to judge them, and take away the most "artistic" one according to the witch's aesthetics.
Fog City, however, is a city with a large population. From the bustling North District to the factory-filled South District, there are all kinds of people, tall or short, fat or thin. Within this population, however, the number of potential perverts is unknown. Although Lin Huai is also very perverted, he doesn't think that his perverted radar is enough for him to discover all perverts like Newton discovered gravitation among thousands of people.
And the "tea party" is a shortcut—the easiest shortcut that allows Lin Huai to discover all the perverts while maximizing the concentration of perverts. Unfortunately, except for the "tea party", Lin Huai knew nothing about when and where the "tea party" took place, let alone received a clear invitation to participate in the tea party.
So clearly, he has only two options.
The first choice is to pretend to be an artistic pervert, and properly display his artistic aura, in the hope that a certain pervert in the crowd in Fog City will be able to discern his essence. And invited him to the tea party to show his art.
However…
Lin Huai looked down at his current slender and beautiful body, and the layered white lace shirt on his chest... He regretted that with his current appearance, the probability of being regarded as a pervert might be almost zero.
Then there is only the second option left—that is, let a certain pervert in Fog City regard him as a prey, and bring him to the tea party, trying to use him as a material to show art at the tea party.
Of course, this choice is extremely rich in the possibility of failure. After all, there are very few fans of improvisational art, and more perverts like static art. But Lin Huai has always been a person who is not shy about trying. As long as enough perverts are attracted, there will always be someone who is willing to bring him alive to the tea party and let him see his perverted brothers. This is a question of probability, and Lin Huai would be willing to give this lucky pervert a chance to live until the tea party is over.
Lin Huai has a lot of experience on how to become a hunter, but has zero experience on how to disguise as a prey. But fortunately, after being forced to be 20 centimeters shorter, five years younger and forced to be a girl, he looks like a sweet little cream cake now. Lin Huai believes that in this indifferent metropolis, there is always someone who will ignore his sinister heart, fall in love with his weak appearance, regard him as a flower in his heart, and take him home...
For example, the middle-aged man in front of him is making black tea for him.
Obviously, this man's interest in him is almost etched in his DNA. Not only did he unsuspectingly bring Lin Huai back home when he met him for the first time, but now he dares to turn his back on his back and make black tea for him...
The middle-aged man hasn't come out for a long time. Lin Huai stopped thinking and walked outside. There is a glass door between the inner room where he is now and the outer room where the little girl is. He looked out through the glass door that covered the curtain, and the girl in the white dress with sprained feet was sitting on the sofa outside, quietly reading a book, as if waiting for her family to arrive.
'Why is she still outside? Lin Huai thought, "Strange, shouldn't she have left already?" Otherwise, how could that man arrest me without alarming her? '
He stood on tiptoe, pressed his face against the glass, and tried to see through the sheer curtain made of tulle to see if the girl was a real person sitting there, or just a puppet used to paralyze him.
At this moment, a hand gently landed on top of his head.
"What are you looking at?"
Lin Huai trembled all over, and he turned around. The middle-aged man was holding black tea and looking at him with a smile.
"The black tea is ready." He said softly, "Sit down and drink."
Lin Huai stared at him with black and white eyes. The middle-aged man then smiled at him.
He opened the glass door and said to the girl outside: "Lilian, hasn't your family come to pick you up yet?"
"Not yet." The girl who was reading looked up from the pile of books and shrugged. "Daddy might still be making the last cup of coffee for his boss at the newspaper—I guess."
"Then come in and drink black tea together." The man invited.
The girl in the white dress jumped off the sofa. There are two silver four-leaf clover ornaments hanging on her ears, and the light is shining. Lin Huai stared at her for a long time, then sat at the table with her.
The refreshments prepared by the middle-aged man include black tea and plum cookies. The girl grabbed a cookie and ate it without any scruples, and drank black tea. Lin Huai watched her move and picked up a piece himself.
Sweet and sour, it is normal and belongs to the taste of cookies.
Lin Huai was a little disappointed.
"I guess this is a good afternoon tea." After the girl in the white skirt was picked up, the middle-aged man bid farewell to Lin Huai, "My shop is always here, if you are free—"
He made a "come to me" gesture: "You can come and play, I think there should be many things you are interested in here."
In reply, Lin Huai nodded. There was some imperceptible loss on his face—the middle-aged man saw it in his eyes and smiled from the bottom of his heart.
The boy in the little leather shoes and the stockings disappeared into the twilight in a hop and a hop. The middle-aged man watched his back until he disappeared, and closed the shop door.
He sat where the girl in the white dress sat and read the newspaper. Not long after, someone pushed the door open again.
It's the girl in the white skirt.
She seemed to be very familiar, and directly sat next to the middle-aged man, and leaned on him: "I guess the prey this time is very suitable for you, brother."
It turned out that she and the middle-aged man had known each other since the beginning!
This so-called "rescue" was a complete show from the very beginning—only for the prey they were interested in—that is, Lin Huai's play.
Lead the prey to the store, through the separation between the inside and the outside, let the prey have a sense of trust in the hunter, and then, playing hard to get, set the next date.
The girl in the white skirt is undoubtedly the most important pawn in this hunting operation. A weak and strange girl can always lower the vigilance of the prey.
"When he left, there was disappointment in his eyes." The middle-aged man put down the newspaper, as if recalling Lin Huai's eyes at that time. He couldn't help but smile: "Innocent, isn't it? I guess he'll come back—his eyes, tell me so."
'… well, he was right about that, and I will be back...'
Lin Huai, who was lying on the skylight, looked at the two people in the room and thought.
At this time, his posture was not very good-looking. If a passer-by looked up and saw him from the house, he would probably be shocked—in order to fix himself on the smooth skylight, Lin Huai's limbs and face were twisted. At this moment, he is extremely unattractive, extremely perverted, and extremely ugly...
"... This way of hunting is really strenuous." He heard the middle-aged man say, "But don't you think that the pleasure it brings is the greatest?"
"... When a prey has trusted himself wholeheartedly, you put on the most beautiful clothes for him, hold his little hand, and bring him to a beautiful 'tea party'. The moment he discovers the truth, the expression he reveals This kind of look, oh, that kind of heartbreaking look... is a beauty that can make people's heart tremble." The middle-aged man closed his eyes, as if recalling his last experience, "That is a kind of beauty that makes people's hearts tremble." No matter how many times a person has experienced it, just by remembering, the beauty that will be excited again... "
Lin Huai, who was lying on the glass, also became excited.
'Looks like he's really going to take me to a tea party. Lin Huai thought excitedly, "I did not misjudge him, he is worthy of my trust." '
'However, this person's requirements are too high, and he is too slow. Lin Huai thought, "He needs to see the wholehearted trust of me, a pure and innocent little sheep, a white lotus... nothing less. What is it like when I trust someone with all my heart? Is my acting skill enough to support this level without revealing a bit of abnormality? '
’ And, as he had just said to his sister, besides me, he had several lamb spares like me for the night of the tea party. To him, I was just the most satisfying one. This man is a sea king. Lin Huai thought, "What if he thinks I'm not weak enough and doesn't choose me?" '
The middle-aged man never expected that when he was thinking about how to coax Lin Huai, Lin Huai was also worried that he would stop coaxing him. When he gazed at the sheep, the sheep gazed at him in the same way. Lin Huai is obviously not an excellent sheep, but a silent lamb.
The Silent Lamb climbed down from the skylight without a sound, and jumped lightly. fell to the ground.
"Take him as a spare tire first." Lin Huai said to himself, "But there is indeed one thing, he reminded me—never put all your eggs in one basket."
"If you want to go to a tea party, it's not enough just to have a backup. I need more, more backups. It's like when a girl wants to go to a school dance, she can never have only one scheduled dance partner. More There are multiple paths for a friend, I need to find a way to lure more perverts who want to kill me, so that through them, I can see a bigger world."
It is obvious that Lin Huai's speech at the moment has surpassed the scope of abnormality, but he himself is not aware of his outrageous thinking: "I also want to try to be a sea king, so here comes the problem—"
"What, do it?"