I’m Actually a Bigshot

“Qing Xing ……,” Shen Si called out the name of the person almost sprawled on him for the first time, “Rise.”

 

The one who was now in the God’s arms was his rightful betrothed.
But for some unresolved reason, Shen Si could not yet embrace him openly.

 

Not to mention that to Su Qingxing, he was probably still just a very annoying guy.

 

What surprised His Highness The God of Death was that Su Qingxing, who had always been so cautious and evasive of him, was now lying on top of him, treating him as a comfortable bed.

 

Even the breathing of the person on top of him seemed to be very close to the God of Death.

 

“I’m so tired.” Su Qingxing wasn’t short, but when he was being held by Shen Si, he seemed to be completely wrapped within his arms, “I want to sleep.”

 

Staring at Su Qingxing at this moment, Shen Si began to suspect that he had not rested for more than thirty days, and that he had probably never rested properly ever since he had accepted the role of being the guide of the underworld.

 

If he could, he would like to hold Su Qingxing in his arms and sit in the studio like this for a long time.

 

“The fourth act has begun.” Finally Shen Si helped Su Qingxing, who had been holding him for a while, back to his seat, “It should be very exciting.”

 

Su Qingxing returned to the seat next to him and continued to watch the images in the curtain.
His and Shen Si’s hands were still clasped together, and their long silver hair was intertwined together, like some kind of lock that could not be unlocked.

 

In the scene, Qin Guan and his group had just entered the art classroom when the door behind them disappeared as it had done the last time.
When the image was zoomed, it was easy to see that Mu Rong’s eyes were very red; it was unknown whether it is because she has finally escaped from those monsters or because of the young man who had disappeared from the group.

 

“You can’t cry.” Qin Guan stood right beside Mu Rong and reminded her in a small voice, “I know it’s hard for you, but don’t cry.”

 

“It’s all your fault!” Mu Rong couldn’t help but pound on Qin Guan’s body, “Aren’t you a detective? Can’t even see such a thing? You are a waste of a detective! Piece of crap!”

 

“Yes, yes, I’m a waste.” Qin Guan took it silently.

 

“I’m also a waste!” Mu Rong blamed herself, “If it wasn’t for me saying those words, that bastard Bai Hua wouldn’t have ……”

 

“Well, everything isn’t over yet, you mustn’t let off steam here!” Qin Guan turned to look at Bai Hua and Du Wei who were watching the show, “People who do these things will have their retribution sooner or later, just like the old people always say …… good is repaid with good and evil with evil; it’s not that they don’t get their retribution,it’s just that the time is not yet right.”

 

“Whatever you say.” Bai Hua smiled maliciously, “If it’s hard for you, why don’t you cry out loud and then observe a moment of silence for the burden that’s finally out of the game?”

 

“Su Qingxing has never dragged anyone down, and we just can’t find him, there’s no evidence that Su Qingxing is out of the game!” Mu Rong seemed to have found a new target, her words were several times sharper than when she refuted Qin Guan, “Bai Hua, at first I only thought you were a paranoid maniac with delusions of grandeur, I never expected your thoughts to be so poisonous!”

 

“Sorry, I like the God of Death, not the Holy Mother and Father, so what if my thoughts are poisonous? Do you still want to ask the followers of the God of Death to save the world?” Bai Hua didn’t care in the slightest.

 

“Bai Hua, you just seem to be unafraid of the Heavens and the earth.” Qin Guan also tried his best to open his eyes, “But if you’re really not afraid of anything, then why did you eliminate Su Qingxing? Wasn’t it because you were afraid that he would steal away the God of Death you’ve been thinking about day and night?”

 

Bai Hua’s expression immediately turned ugly.

 

“Teacher, can we start the lesson now?” At that moment, a girl of fifteen or sixteen poked her head out from behind the easel holding the drawing board, “Are these the models the teacher hired?”

 

“So it’s Xiaoyun.” Du Wei obviously knew the girl and promptly asked her with a grin, “You wouldn’t happen to be feeling hungry for human flesh, right?”

 

“Hahahaha, you’re so funny teacher, what’s so delicious about human flesh, we all prefer ice cream!” A girl also poked out from behind another easel, “We’ve been waiting for you to bring your model back for us to paint.”

 

“Sorry.” Dewey smiled and apologized, then turned back and said, “It doesn’t look like there are any scary man-eating monsters here, there are chairs over there for the models, so why don’t we all sit and relax?”

 

“No need, there are times when it’s scarier to stay with the living than with monsters.” Mu Rong said and just stood with Qin Guan at the original entrance.

 

Although the gate had disappeared, that was, after all, the closest place to the exit.
And Mu Rong and Qin Guan subconsciously wanted to stay away from Du Wei and Bai Hua.

 

“So how about Teacher Du and this pretty little brother come along and model for us?” The girl’s mouth was sweet, but the next thing she said made everyone blush, “When the portrait is finished, we will send it to Lord Death, who will surely love it!”

 

When the girl said the word “pretty little brother”, Bai Hua was already beaming with joy, and then after hearing the second half of the girl’s words, Bai Hua was even more ecstatic.
He looked at Mu Rong and Qin Guan with a very smug gaze and said, “You all don’t know what you’re missing.”

 

“Is he a fool?” Mu Rong, however, just laughed contemptuously.

 

“He should be a fool.” The two people were unmoved.

 

These were the images presented on the curtain of the theater, in which Shen Si and Su Qingxing were sitting, quietly watching the trials of the four remaining people.

 

When they saw the latest “episode”, the God of Death’s handsome face had a complicated expression, and could only turn sideways to Su Qingxing and say, “Don’t worry, except for Qingxing, everyone is just like white bones in my eyes, especially this kind of self-righteous existence.”

 

The God of Death, in the eyes of all creatures of the Underworld, was a cold and unsmiling existence, even when he did nothing but stand in place, his aura was like a ghostly mountain bearing down on everybody.

 

As a result, few people dared to talk to the God of Death, and the God of Death was never pleasant to any being.

 

Even when he met Su Qingxing in the Ghost Town Inspection, the God of Death did not dare to let himself reveal even the slightest hint of his emotions.

 

But now, both Si Shen and Su Qingxing were in the Underworld Trials.
It was a world created by a small builder, but it let them jump beyond the reaches of the Underworld.

 

In addition, at this moment, although Su Qingxing seemed particularly obedient while answering questions, he had actually long since been working with a blurred consciousness due to the lack of rest from his long hours of work.
All his actions were driven by the power in his body that wanted to burst forth ……

 

The only thought left in his self-consciousness was perhaps that he wanted to rest, so he had to end this as soon as possible!

 

When Su Qingxing regained consciousness, he would not remember Shen Si’s appearance, nor would he remember every word that Shen Si had said.

 

It was because of this that Shen Si was able to say every word he wanted to say without any fear.

 

To the outside world he was the Si Shen, The God of death.

 

For Su Qingxing, however, he was just Shen Si.

 

And Su Qingxing still looked forward at the curtain, watching Du Wei and Bai Hua happily sitting on the chairs placed in front of the classroom, acting as models for the students who were drawing.

 

“Then let’s start.”On the screen, the two girls sitting at the front of the classroom had already started preparing.

 

There were many other students in the classroom, hidden behind drawing boards, their faces invisible, all rustling around to prepare.

 

The classroom turned quiet, with relaxing music playing on the stereo in the corner.
Everyone was just drawing very carefully, there was nothing scary about this scenario.

 

There was nothing related to horror movies in the entire room, except for that girl saying earlier that she would give her drawing to the God of Death.

 

“Looks like I bet right, Bai Hua.” Du Wei’s face was still smiling, “Compared to those man-eating monsters from before, this could be regarded as spending time productively1.”

 

“They’re all supposed to be good painters, right?” This was probably the only thing that Bai Hua was worried about.

 

“Don’t worry, they are all excellent students who have participated in various competitions.” Du Wei was confident in his students, “Not to mention that they had a teacher like me guiding them all the time.”

 

“Oops!”

 

Before both Du Wei and Bai Hua’s smiles had time to disappear, the girl who had initially spoken suddenly shouted and said, “Teacher, I’m sorry, I accidentally drew your eyes crooked!”

 

“Huh?”

 

The image zoomed in on Du Wei’s face, and among his originally straight features, was his left eye that was so crooked that it had reached his forehead!

 

“What’s going on here?!!!” The more Du Wei’s eyes widened, the more horrifying the image became, “What’s happening?!”

 

Du Wei tried to get out of the chair, but found that his body felt like it had been glued to the chair; he couldn’t get up at all!

 

“Teacher, you can’t move when you’re a model, have you forgotten?” The girl who had drawn the crooked eyes said with a smile, “Don’t worry, I’ll draw properly next time!”

 

“Oops!” Another girl raised her hand, “Teacher, I forgot to draw the mouth!”

 

“Hmm ！！！！” Du Wei’s mouth instantly disappeared from his face and his eyes widened in fear, but he couldn’t make a sound because he didn’t have a mouth.

 

Bai Hua also had a horrified look on his face but couldn’t get up from his chair, no matter what.
This was probably the most wonderful expression on Bai Hua’s face from the beginning till now.

 

“Hahahahahahaha!” Mu Rong, who was standing next to him, couldn’t help but laugh, but her laughter seemed cathartic, “It seems like it’s really a time spent productively, it’s really exciting, hahahaha!”

 

Even Qin Guan said slightly mockingly, “For the first time in my life, I think horror movies are actually quite funny.”

 

Bai Hua was simply so angry that he was shaking, and his whole body was trembling wildly in his chair as if he had gone mad, but there was no way for him to leave, and he might have to wait until all the paintings were finished.

 

But even so, Bai Hua still didn’t want to see Mu Rong and Qin Guan’s smug expressions, so he forced himself to calm down and said to Du Wei almost through gritted teeth, “Du Wei, this is a test, even if all the five senses on our faces disappear we won’t die.
As long as we pass the barrier, everything will be restored, so never be afraid and never scream, okay?!”

 

“Don’t worry, he can’t scream now even if he wanted to.” Mu Rong continued sarcastically, “There’s not even a mouth left on his face.”

 

“Little brother.” A weak-looking girl poked her head out from behind the easel and said to Bai Hua very apologetically, “Sorry, I seem to have forgotten to paint your hair.”

 

As soon as the girl’s words left her mouth, the hair on Bai Hua’s head instantly vanished without a trace.

 

Perhaps feeling the coolness on the top of his head, and unnerved by what happened to Du Wei, Bai Hua immediately yelled at the girl, “If you forgot to paint it, then paint it now, you piece of shit2!”

 

“Hee hee hee hee ……” but the classroom just rang with laughter and no one responded to Bai Hua at all.
All the students were hiding behind their easels, while Bai Hua and Du Wei couldn’t even get out of their chairs, and even if they wanted to try and kill someone with their teeth and claws, they couldn’t even reach the easels.

 

“No laughing! Du Wei, are these the students you taught?!” Bai Hua shouted before looking back at Qin Guan and Mu Rong, “Don’t look here!”

 

Bai Hua’s looks were good, but this moment was a bit odd due to his shaved head, and with the fact that he was ranting like a maniac at the moment, it could already be described as comical.

 

“If you’re so good looking, why don’t you let it be seen? Maybe the God of Death will especially like your new look!” After choking, Mu Rong even elbowed Qin Guan beside her, “Look, it’s a good thing I told you not to sit over there, right? What would have happened if you’d been made to look like this too?”

 

“Are you afraid that no one will want you?” He was trapped amidst such an atmosphere, but Qin Guan still tried to say in a relaxed tone, “Don’t worry, no matter what, I’ll marry you when the time comes.”

 

“Not in the mood to mess with you!”

 

It was clear by looking at the images on the curtain, the emotions of both Bai Hua and Du Wei were in stark contrast to Qin Guan and Mu Rong.

 

This also caused the God of Death, who was sitting in the studio watching, to nod slightly and say to Su Qingxing, “You haven’t misjudged anyone, these two are indeed good.”

 

“When a soul enters the trial of the underworld, it means that the deceased soul committed a sinful act during its life.” Su Qingxing’s voice echoed slightly in this studio hall, “It’s just that the truth can sometimes seem cruel, especially to Qin Guan and Mu Rong.”

 

Su Qingxing’s voice seemed less cold than it had been at the beginning, which, to Shen Si, was a precursor to the imminent awakening of the consciousness of the guide within his embrace.

 

But the strange thing was that the power within Su Qingxing that had been suppressed by Shen Si did not diminish at all.
Instead, it was becoming stronger and stronger.

So….
that’s it for this week…..
I try to post at least once every week and I publish as I translate, so don’t accuse me of being lazy even if you’d be kinda right to say so.
Phew I’m tired…..
It’s 3 AM and I want to sleep but I’ve got to prepare for the job interview I have in like 5 days….
Aaaaargh why did I ever think Game dev was a good thing to get into?! I don’t understand shit and I have 4 days to learn enough so that I can bluff my way into the team(┬┬﹏┬┬)

Ahem, anyways, I appreciate comments, KoFis, virtual hugs and cookies.
Thanks for reading!

 

1

福利时间 It literally translates to welfare time….
I think he means to say that since their portraits will be sent to the God of Death, the time spent here was more beneficial than running from monsters, but I might be wrong

2

Now now, Bai Bimtch, that’s no way to talk to the artist drawing your portrait…be polite, alright?