The villain beg you to kill me

"Go take a shower first." Wushe said.

I just remembered that I have been standing here wet for a while.

"He is in a hurry to go back, I will send him back first." I helped the author up.

"Aren't you going to stay for one night?" Wushe asked, although his expression showed no intention of staying at all.

"No, no." The author shook his head hastily.

"Where do you live, I will take you off." Wushe said.

"No, no." The author hurried out with my arm between his arms.

I picked up the knife on the ground and went out with him.

The author came to Xiaoyu's door, lingered, and anxiously urged me: "Hurry up and take out the diamond card."

I folded my arms: "I happen to have something to ask you."

The great author wondered: "What's the matter?"

"Did you get some kind of bunny suit?"

The great author laughed: "Yeah, didn't I just make a joke when I saw you sticking together with the villain boss, haha, haha."

I get annoyed: "I really grew a rabbit tail!"

The author laughed heartlessly: "Isn't that cute?"

"Cute."

Stabbed the great author to death.

The author covered his stomach and looked at me in disbelief.

"Su, you actually treated me like this..."

I said: "You go."

Great author: "I won't just give you up to others!"

I said, "Hehe."

The author: "There are also diamond cards and goddess outfits, bring them back quickly!"

I said, "You hurry up and die."

The great author finally fell down.

The question now is what to do with his body.

After he hangs up, it is estimated that it will take a while before he can get up from the bed in the real world.

By the time he crawled to the computer and was about to clean up the body he had left in Word, more than ten days had passed in the game.

I had to lift the author up and pull his coat over his head.

The great author is really heavy.

I dragged him out through the corridor door, and the rain hit my face.

When I walked out of the side door, the servant looked at me suspiciously, but since I was the Duke's butler, he didn't ask any further questions.

I dragged the body of the great author like this, and came to the streets of the dream city at midnight.

Throwing it casually in an alley might scare people, so why not go a little further and send it outside the city.

……

Just like that, when I got rid of the dead body of the great author, I went back and was drenched in the rain again.

When I went back, I met Wushe wandering around in the yard.

"Where have you been?" Wushe grabbed my hand.

"It's a little farther away." I said, my arm was almost numb.

"Is there so much to talk to that person?" Wushe said.

The two of us went back to the house, I took a shower, climbed under the covers and fell asleep.

I vaguely heard Wushe asking me: "...that person's voice is a bit familiar, it seems to be the same person as the voice in the rabbit's ear..."

When I woke up the next morning, I felt chills and weakness in my limbs.

Sure enough, the author's body should have been thrown into the lake last night.

Wu Amnesty has finished cleaning up, and has returned to the image of the noble lord he was during the day.

I got up slowly, put on my clothes, and when I stood up, my eyes went dark for a while.

"Susu, the voice of that person yesterday..." Wushe was about to speak, but I was interrupted by a big sneeze:

"Ajiu~"

Wushe touched my forehead and didn't ask any more questions.

I also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lie down." Wushe said, while unbuttoning my clothes.

"Today... I'm going back..." I replied dazedly.

"No hurry." Wushe pulled the quilt away and carried me inside.

This is how I was fooled.

Under Wushe's care, I quickly recovered to a healthy state.

It was also time to leave Arce's house.

Old Arce seems to have investigated something, and his words to us are no longer as polite as before.

Caesar never showed up from the beginning to the end.

When we were approaching Xiaoyu's house, a group of people came over, surrounded by Nishizawa.

Those young and beautiful faces had obsequious smiles, and they laughed with Caesar while talking about the dance class, most of which were to compliment Caesar's superb dancing skills.

What a narrow road.

We were going to pretend we didn't see it and just walk over.

Who knew that a blonde girl next to Caesar suddenly recognized Xiaoyu, pointed at him and shouted, "Isn't this the fake princess?"

Caesar looked over unhappy, and asked Xiao Yu: "Why are you here?"

Xiao Yu said, "I want to go home."

Caesar chuckled and said, "You finally stopped eating and drinking at my house, thank God."

Who knew that Caesar had been polite before, but now he was full of sarcasm.

Kohane lowered her head.

The blond girl beside Caesar said with a smile: "Pretending to be a princess is a death penalty. I don't think this bumpkin can live for a few days. Don't be angry with him, Caesar."

Xiao Yu clenched her fists and was about to speak when a strong wind suddenly came, which just lifted up the fluffy skirt of the blond-haired girl, and with a sound of "poor", the pannier split, and a half piece of wood hit the blond-haired girl on the back of the head.

"Hahahahahahaha..." I pointed at her and laughed.

Wushe grabbed my arm and pulled me into the courtyard gate of Xiaoyu's house.

"Did you do it?" I wiped away my tears and asked Wushe.

At the same time, the blond girl shouted and cursed from outside, but they couldn't find the target to attack, so they had to curse for a while and walk away.

Wushe said to Xiaoyu: "Remember, your ultimate goal is to beat Caesar in dancing."

Xiao Yu hesitated: "But... I'm afraid... to take dance lessons with those people..."

Wushe said: "You can also return the diamond card to me and continue to live the current life."

Xiaoyu lowered her head, bit her lip and thought for a long time, then raised her head: "I want to defeat Caesar."

Wushe patted him on the shoulder.

We meet Kohane's father for the first time.

He is a thin and modest middle-aged man. Although he is dressed in ordinary clothes, he speaks and behaves extraordinary. He does not look like an ordinary person without background.

"Thank you for taking care of Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu's father said with a smile.

"Would you blame us for bringing Xiaoyu to the Chunyun Festival?" I asked.

"No, it's better to see the world sooner." Xiaoyu's father said, "If it weren't for my financial difficulties, I would also find a way to let Xiaoyu know about life in the upper class."

Learn about high society life?Xiaoyu's father originally planned to let him climb the dragon and become the phoenix?

"It's not what you imagined." Xiaoyu's father said with a smile, "Anyway, thank you for your support, I'm grateful for your continued support, and I hope you can stay here."

Xiaoyu's father is really a miraculous person. Later, when the court sent people to investigate our identity, he turned back lightly. Of course, these are all things to come.

We stayed at Xiaoyu's house, and our life was as peaceful as running water.

Kohane also started her dancing career.

To complement his dance lessons, he also took literature and music lessons.

Xiaoyu's progress was very fast, but every time he came back, he would be downcast, and a few times, I even saw him secretly crying.

I'm wondering if this is the right thing to do.

"It's you who have to help Xiaoyu chase Nishizawa in a normal way." Wushe said, "Otherwise, through my dirty hands, I can match them up in one night."

It was the first time I discovered that Wu She is a cheapskate who holds grudges very badly.

"I like your dirty hands," I shamelessly chose to sweet-talk, "especially when you touch me."

"Oh? Like this?" Wushe held me down and "touched" me hard.

"By the way, I have a question." I asked out of breath.

"What?" Wushe was clearly in a good mood, with the corners of his lips curled up, playing with my hair in his hands.

"When did you like me?" I asked, "What do you like about me?"

In fact, I have been secretly worried, because when Xiaoyu told Nishizawa's preferences, Nishizawa's expression was too similar to Wushe's expression at that time, that is, the expression of surprise and confusion after being told the secret in his heart, a pair of The eyes are fixed on each other tightly, as if fascinated by the other party.

And Caesar's opponent is Xiao Yu; Wu's opponent is me.

Could it be that Wushe introduced me as a confidant because I knew the plot, and then fell in love with me?

Wushe's smile deepened: "Why do you want to ask this? Are you a little worried about gains and losses?"

Damn it, his attitude is becoming more and more like a veteran in love.

"No, I was just thinking, is it too soon for you to accept?" I pulled my hair out of his hand.

Wushe was taken aback for a moment, and then he became serious.

"Because you're good-looking," he said.

"Damn, you clearly said that I look ordinary, but your cock still says I'm ugly." I said.

"That's...a good figure." He pinched my waist.

"Tut tsk tsk, that's all I can think of." I despise.

"Cute personality." Wushe changed his reason without changing his face.

"I know my personality, thank you."

"Is there a reason?" Wushe frowned.

"Yes, if you don't give me a convincing reason, how can I be with you at ease?" I asked, but I was thinking in my heart, but it must not be because "I know him better than others", if It is really because of this, then he probably will fall in love with the great author who also understands him.

"I'm overwhelmed by your acting skills." Wushe said.

"What??"

"Let's go to the dance classroom to see Xiaoyu, let's go." Wushe got off the bed gracefully and put on his clothes.

"Hey, wait, I haven't said clearly yet..." I dragged Wushe.

"I'll tell you when the rabbit costumes are assembled." Wushe smiled inscrutablely.

What the hell, when is it still wearing a rabbit costume.

When Wushe and I arrived at the dance classroom, the class had already come to an end.

Through the window, I saw Xiaoyu standing upright, raising her hands forward, leaning slightly, and jumping forward lightly and gracefully.

However, in just a few months, Xiaoyu's dancing posture has already looked decent, in my opinion, it is not much different from Caesar's.

However, the "students" watching around were all wearing mocking expressions and dismissive expressions. If it wasn't for the dance classroom's regulations that no loud noises are allowed, maybe they would all laugh out loud.

Under such external conditions, Xiao Yu's ability to guarantee that she will not make mistakes is already a proof of her strong psychological quality.

After Xiao Yu finished dancing a piece, when she was taking the stage, the next person who came on stage suddenly jumped out and knocked him staggeringly.

I took a closer look and saw that this was the blond tutu.

Xiaoyu kept silent and found a corner to sit down. After a while, I saw Caesar walking over, lowered his head, and said something to him.

Xiaoyu raised her head and looked at Caesar in surprise.

After school, Wushe and I waited outside for Xiaoyu to come out.

He didn't come out until the students all left together.I had no choice but to grab a student and ask him. The student looked blank and said, "There is no one inside, maybe go through the back door."

There is also a back door here?

The back door leads directly to a quiet small garden. At this time, the night has fallen, and the faint lights in the garden reflect two figures.

"I have to admit that you have a bit of talent," Caesar said, "However, if you want to defeat me at the Chunyun Festival, you will have to practice for at least another ten years."

Xiaoyu remained silent.

"Also, that's when I'm not improving anymore," Nishizawa said.

Kohane still didn't speak.

Caesar suddenly asked: "They are all laughing at you, and you know that, since the dance class is so painful, why don't you give up?"

Xiaoyu said in a low voice: "It's very painful...but I like to dance, and it has nothing to do with others."

Caesar said nothing more, and the two stood like this.

I winked at Wushe, should I withdraw?

Wushe remained motionless, staring at Caesar.

Under the moonlight, Caesar slowly took out the selfie stick...

"Kacha" took a photo of the two of them with sullen faces.

Then put away the selfie stick, rushed out a photo on the spot, handed it to Xiaoyu, turned around and left without saying a word.

I raised my forehead, what the hell kind of progress is this?