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Chapter 2-19: The Self-Discipline of Actors (Part 2)

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Author: We Ain’t Fish Original Source: SFACG Word Count: 1663 characters
Translator: Nexus English Source: Re:Library Word Count: 1065 words
Translation Checker: Silva Editor(s): Lil Red Imp, Deximus_Maximus

What the ⓕⓤⓒⓚ Carol, just how disgusting can you be? Even with that monkey butt face that’s close to breaking apart, you still dare to act flirtatious? Are you not afraid of getting beaten up?

However, Carol was completely clueless and decided to throw a wink at the uncle.
The uncle was so disgusted by Carol that he put both hands over his chest and immediately took a defensive stance.

The knot in his throat dropped fiercely and the uncle kept glancing at Carol as if looking for something. After a while, he spoke in a trembling tone, “You mean… you were born like this?”

Carol nodded her head.

“This uncle doesn’t have much educational background, are you lying to me?”
“I’m not lying to you.”

“Really… such a pitiful child, the goddess has made such a big joke out of you, how did you grow up like this? I couldn’t even find any good-looking part on your face,” Uncle wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes and said with pity.

With his compassionate tone and sincere tears from the corner of his eye, if I didn’t know his true identity, I would definitely have thought he was a good, compassionate uncle1.

“…Just how pitiful does milord think this lady is to make milord so sad,” Carol tolerates his words with twitching cheeks and gritted teeth.
“How… how pitiful, so pitiful that she doesn’t even recognize it herself and is living in her delusions.”

“You…” Carol rolled up her sleeves and just before she rushed over, she was struck with fear after comparing her thin arms and legs with the uncle’s tough and stocky build.

“Could it be that milord came to mock this young lady?”
“Of course not, this uncle just wants to save those poor, ignorant girls.”

So that’s how he’s playing it, as expected of the ruler of the shadows. He made kidnapping out to be such a clean and outstanding job. In that case, oh kind uncle, please take away the poor girl in front of you, she needs your help after all.

“Since uncle is still busy, I will leave first.”
What? You’re leaving? Aren’t you the ruler of the shadows? What about your training as an actor? What’s up with this half-ⓐⓢⓢed acting? Regardless of the outcome, you should have taken Carol away to maintain your good guy act.

However, the uncle didn’t pay attention to any of those superficial things at all. Instead, he shook his head with a sigh before turning to leave, clearly unwilling to be entangled here.

Damn it, I knew Carol’s clown face would ruin things. Now that I think about it, even people with strange interests wouldn’t want to see a badly mutilated monkey-butt face. Even necrophiliacs only want beautiful corpses, they too would vomit if they saw a rotting corpse.

I knew I should’ve been tough and forced Carol to remove the makeup.
Seeing that the uncle was about to leave, Carol was stunned for a few seconds, and then jumped the uncle using one of her signature moves; holding his legs.

“Waaa… didn’t you agree to help this… accompany this young lady home, why are you leaving? Weren’t you afraid some strangers would try to abduct me?”
The uncle moved forward a few steps and found he couldn’t throw off Carol, so he reluctantly said, “Young lady, don’t worry, you look safe and you will be fine.”

“Wow… what do you mean safe? When this lady is born so beautiful, ordinary people will have the urge to commit crimes just by looking at me.”
“What you said… their urge to commit crime stems from looking at you and welled-up the desire to step on your face,” The uncle continued while trying to pull his legs from Carol’s clutch, “Besides, that face might actually look better if you kicked it.”

“Awawa!! Why are you just as mean as Lilith? This… This young lady is obviously pretty. I don’t care, I don’t care. You must take me away.”

The uncle who had dragged Carol away for more than ten meters suddenly stopped his feet. He turned his head to look at Carol’s face and said to her with a questioning expression, “young lady, have you fallen for uncle?”
“Yuck…” Now it was Carol’s turn to feel sick.

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Then the uncle quickly pulled his legs out of Carrol’s grasp while she was momentarily distracted and leaped away with Battle-Qi on full force. He disappeared in merely a few moments.

“Uuu…” Carol stared at the spot where the uncle disappeared, crying and shouting at the spot, “Sheesh, how can this lady be safe with such a beautiful look? Jerk! Dummy! Go Die! Uuu… what if the plan fails now…”

I sighed, and just as I was going to comfort Carol. I heard the sound of another’s footsteps from the distance where the uncle disappeared, and this time the footsteps were not alone. There seemed to be many people chasing someone or some people.

What’s going on? Could it be said that the uncle’s evil truth has been discovered and is being hunted down by the masses of some righteous people?

Although I was still puzzled, I remained cautiously unmoving.

The uncle came out of the shadows, and the candle on his hand actually didn’t go out even when he is running so wildly. It illuminated the uneasy face of the uncle as he grabbed Carol’s hand and said, “Follow me!”
“Huh? … Ah?” Carol didn’t seem to understand the situation, and asked ignorantly, “follow… where?”

The uncle grabbed Carol’s hand and dragged her along, his tone of voice was anything but calm, “There is no time to explain now. If you don’t start running, we won’t be able to get away anymore.”
“Hehe… there’s no way to run anymore.”

Multiple footsteps sounded, and several figures in black clothes surrounded Carol and the uncle.
An impressive looking person slowly stepped out of the horde.

“It sure is hard to track you down,” The man flicked the weapon on his waist while stroking the scar on his face that stretched from his left forehead to his right chin.
“Say, where are the organizers, what are they secretly planning?”


  1. TLN: But he really is a good compassionate uncle… this is just your own misunderstanding~

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