My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

"If those two words hadn't trembled~"

"I wouldn't have noticed your discomfort♪~"

"How to speak it out♪~"

"You are merely a verse♬~"

Perhaps in a good mood, Chen Yu was especially fond of singing today.

Sitting on the soft sofa, he sat cross-legged carelessly, holding a sharp cleaver, scraping his stubble, observing his neighbor tightly bound in front of him.

"Save... Save me..."

The chubby neighbor cried his heart out, shaking uncontrollably while sitting on the floor: "Big brother, I... I... I have no money..."

"What do I need your money for." Chen Yu glanced at the chubby neighbor and picked up the remote from the sofa, turning on the television. He then watched the program on his own.

"Big... Big brother, I'm just a poor guy, ah!" The chubby neighbor struggled, sobbing hard: "You'd better kidnap the guy next door! He... he's doing light-colored live streaming, an internet celebrity! He... he has money."

"You deserve to die," Chen Yu smacked his lips.

"What?" The chubby neighbor's groin area slowly started leaking liquid: "I... I don't want to die, big brother. I really have no money!"

"I've already said, I don't want money," Chen Yu pressed the remote, randomly switching channels.

"So what do you want... you want..." The chubby neighbor's pupils shook, he stared blankly for a long time, swallowing hard, wiping his nose on his shoulder: "So… be gentle, just spare my life..."

Chen Yu was immediately stunned: "?"

"There's Vaseline... in the bathroom..."

Chen Yu: "???"

"Big brother!" The chubby neighbor burst into tears: "It's my first time!"

Chen Yu: "...Just shut the hell up."

"Clang."

With that, he threw the cleaver onto the coffee table.

The chubby neighbor got startled and immediately fell silent.

Chen Yu, at last, found a satisfactory TV channel.

(The best ingredients are often cooked in the simplest ways...)

(First, take two ounces of streaky pork, slice thinly...)

(Blanch it in water, stir fry until half-cooked, remove once the meat darkens...)

"Gurgle—"

The chubby neighbor swallowed again, his eyes wide, face deathly pale.

Chen Yu watched with relish.

(Let it cool, then take some scallions, garlic, and ginger and shred them...)

(Wait for the oil temperature to rise, then fry it...)

(Sizzle—)

"Ah ah!"

Driven to utter fear, the chubby neighbor cried out, "Big brother, I smell of meat!"

"Shut the hell up, will you," Chen Yu, annoyed, frowned, turned off the TV, and picked up the cleaver from the coffee table: "So you want to die quickly, huh? Fine, I'll oblige."

"No… no... I was wrong, just watch, I'll keep quiet, big brother," the chubby neighbor pleaded desperately, his breathing hurried, stopping the cries and shifting backward in fright.

"Click."

"Click."

Slapping the knife in his hand, Chen Yu took shaky steps with a villainous aura, walked up to the chubby neighbor, squatted down, and looked closely at his face: "Don't you recognize me?"

"Big brother, could it be... could it be you mistook me for someone else?" Hope flickered in the chubby neighbor's eyes: "I'm just a regular homebody! I've never seen you!"

"Back then, because you reported me, the police took me away, didn't we meet then?" Chen Yu raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Could it be... I really mistook you?"

Upon hearing this, the chubby neighbor was struck as if by lightning. His eyes nearly popped out as he stared blankly at Chen Yu. His expression gradually changed from horror to panic... and finally to pleading.

"Big... big… big… big… big brother, I... I... I..." The chubby neighbor's groin leaked again.

"Do you know how miserably I've 'died' these past six months?" Clutching the cleaver, Chen Yu's gaze gradually turned icy, filled with killing intent.

"What?"

"No, rather, how miserably I've lived these past six months?" Chen Yu corrected.

"Big brother, it wasn't intentional..." The chubby neighbor's voice trembled.

"Don't talk rubbish," Chen Yu inserted the cleaver in his waistband, then pulled out a USB drive from his pocket and walked over to the television. He inserted the USB into the port: "All this pain, you won't miss a frame!"

Upon power-up, a folder full of video files immediately popped up.

The chubby neighbor looked bewildered, forgetting to cry, just staring blankly as Chen Yu used the remote to open a video.

A cartoon played...

"Know what this is?" Chen Yu turned around, his gaze cold as he watched the neighbor.

"I... I don't know..."

"Cardcaptor Sakura, you bastard!" Chen Yu suddenly shouted: "It's Cardcaptor Sakura!"

"Cardcaptor Sakura, big brother, it's Cardcaptor Sakura! I remember now!" The neighbor startled, crying out: "It's Cardcaptor Sakura, big brother!"

"You just remembered," Chen Yu calmed down, his expression changing rapidly to indifference: "While I... have memorized it."

"Big brother! Dad! What on earth do you want to do. I'm sorry, I really regret reporting you, I..."

"Shut up," Chen Yu moved swiftly, darting next to the chubby neighbor, placing the cleaver on the back of his head: "Now, watch!"

"Watch... watch what..."

"Watch Cardcaptor Sakura, you idiot."

"Oh, I see, I'm watching the show right now," said the plump neighbor, his face pale and trembling as he looked at the TV.

"You can't just watch; you must absorb it into your brain," Chen Yu emphasized.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Gradually, Chen Yu's anger subsided.

In the room, only the endearing voice of the heroine, Sakura Kinomoto, echoed.

But after just five minutes, before the plump neighbor was much affected, Chen Yu couldn't take it anymore, "Get some headphones and watch it yourself!"

"I... I'm tied up..."

Hearing this, Chen Yu, with a fierce look, walked over to the TV stand, opened the drawer, quickly found a pair of headphones, and stuffed them into the neighbor's ears.

Then, like dragging a pig, he dragged him to the TV and plugged the headphones in.

"Ah! It's too loud!" the plump neighbor shuddered again.

Chen Yu: "Bear with it!"

The plump neighbor: "..."

After doing all this, Chen Yu exhaled deeply, gripping a bone-chopping knife, walked to the neighbor's kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and casually grabbed a cola.

He gulped it down.

Chen Yu's eyes moistened.

It had been so long since he had tasted such refreshment...

It had been so long since he had felt such happiness...

Chen Yu's lips trembled slightly, his nose grew more sour, and his eyes reddened as he fought back tears.

Half a year.

He had suffered unimaginable torture in the Security Bureau, endured extreme hardships.

Yet this bastard had been eating fatty meat, drinking cola, playing games, and sleeping soundly every day...

"..."

"Such a sin."

"Fucking bullying people here."

"Gurgle!"

"Gurgle, gurgle——"

After finishing the cola in one go, Chen Yu crushed the can in anger, his fury reignited, and he stalked towards the plump neighbor.

The neighbor, seated in front of the TV, was not in the mood to watch the cartoon; he had actually been stealthily watching Chen Yu. Seeing the other's murderous intent flare up again, he peeved himself in fright, wailing, "Big brother, I was wrong! Don't kill me! Don't... don't kill me please please..."

"Stop your nonsense!" Chen Yu slapped the plump neighbor's hat off, sat on the couch, and said, "Just watch the TV! Son of a bitch, if you can't recite it later, see if I don't flay you alive."

"Watch, watch, watch! I'm watching..." The plump neighbor nodded, trembling.

With the hat knocked off, Chen Yu naturally saw the neighbor's title—[Loser Otaku]

Which was exactly the same as his current title.

"Damn, that's unlucky," he spit out, lying back on the couch, not wanting to be affected by "Cardcaptor Sakura", he closed his eyes, ready to take a short rest.

Indeed.

One of his means of revenge was to make the neighbor experience from start to finish the tortures he had suffered in the Security Bureau.

To make him understand what it means to be utterly unprincipled.

However...

Unlike Chen Yu back in the Security Bureau,

The plump neighbor was now undergoing even greater pain.

Because he faced forward and dared not turn his head, he could not observe what was happening behind him. Under the grip of fear, he always imagined Chen Yu, looking demonic, laughing slyly while hoisting the bone-chopping knife, aiming at him.

Now aiming at the back of his head, now at the back of his neck, now at his lower back.

Sometimes ready to slice horizontally, sometimes ready to slice vertically...

"Wuu wuu wuu wuu..."

The more he thought, the more frightened he got.

The more frightened he got, the more he thought.

Urine leaked out as if his prostate had burst, trickling out bit by bit.

The [Loser Otaku] title over his head also gradually faded.

Faded.

And faded some more.

"Swish!"

Just half a minute later, his title had changed from [Loser Otaku] to [Extremely Terrified Loser Otaku].

At that moment, Chen Yu seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

Only to see various text information eerily emerging all over the plump neighbor's body...

[(F grade) Excellent Digestive System: Possesses outstanding digestive capacity.]

[(F- grade) Inferior Knee Meniscus: Seems to have been severely worn.]

[(F- grade) Unique Memory: Holds the account passwords for 16 adult forums, 77 renowned female pornstars' debut codes.]

[(F+ grade) Expanded Esophagus: Can drink two liters of soda in twenty seconds.]

[(E- grade) Rapid Wrist: Possesses an extremely fast jerking ability.]

Chen Yu: "???"

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