What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God’s Bathtub

  The time spent tiger-petting was happy, but short. He Ruge left the game (running in the background) while he pulled out his phone to write.

     The term “playing until losing control” made a lot of sense now. With the game right next to him, He Ruge couldn’t concentrate on writing at all.

     He could only log on to Penguin to seek out Coding Machine for motivation. After seeing pictures of fancy stewed pigeon, knives threatening castration, and not-working authors being thrown in trash cans, He Ruge began writing with tears in his eyes.

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     Once he spent the entire afternoon writing an update, He Ruge logged back into the game to inject the little monster with the gene altering solution. With the last gene altering solution injection, the little monster was already one head taller than He Ruge. He was around two meters tall and more than four meters long.

     Watching the process of the little monster’s growth, He Ruge suddenly had this illusion that if the little monster kept growing bigger and bigger, he’d become an invincible creature who could crush the Starry Sea Orphanage with one slash.

     The big monster would be so tall that it wouldn’t even need to fly so that the tips of its ears penetrated the cloud cover. He would be sitting on the monster’s head and could touch the stars with a mere stretch of his hand.

     After injecting the gene altering solution, He Ruge remembered his last chance to participate in the Ice Project. If that matter was left unresolved, it would forever sit in his heart and fester away. Besides, he (left a save point there), so he should just take advantage of that and deal with that matter tonight. Then, he would come back and find an excuse to curl up in the big cat’s arms and sleep. Isn’t that a beautiful image?

     Taking heart wasn’t comparable to taking action. 

     He Ruge stood on his tiptoe and touched the little monster’s head, whispering: “Miao Miao, I have something to do and need to leave first, but I’ll be back soon.”

     Although the little monster was reluctant, he had clearly become more sensible in these past few days. Even if he didn’t want He Ruge to leave, he still nodded and said: “Okay, I’ll be waiting for you.”

     As the door was closing, He Ruge couldn’t help but turn and say to the eager little monster: “I’ll be back soon, this time I won’t let you wait long.”

     The little monster nodded earnestly.

     He Ruge closed the door with a smile and then walked towards Room B6 alone. Due to the universal key card and the Little Hearts shielding monitor, he was unobstructed in entering and exiting all the corridors.

     When he arrived at Room B6, Yellow Ferret had just finished feeding milk formula to the experimental subjects. Seeing He Ruge’s arrival, he lowered his head and left the room in silence, leaving He Ruge room to work.

     Although singing consumed the bloodline pattern’s energy, this would be the last time he sang for the cubs, so it shouldn’t matter if he consumed some energy once more.

     After He Ruge comforted himself, he opened Room 1 and sang a few lyrics for the small pup. If he sang a full song for each experimental subject every time, he would have to sing twenty times. He guessed that by the end, his legs would be so soft that he’d be unable to leave the room.

     Thus, he only sang two or three lines of the lyrics for each cub, just like how he’d hummed to Ruan Ruan. The efficiency of his singing was quite high, and He Ruge arrived at Room 20 in the blink of an eye.

     Number 20 in this time’s Ice Project was a cute little squirrel, and He Ruge particularly enjoyed singing with the little squirrel in his palm. With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he opened the iron door of Room 20, and the first thing he saw was a large gray rat.

     There was no fluffy squirrel tail, no little squirrel who He Ruge’s heart yearned for. It was the medicine-seeking rat with his white beard and hair and a face etched with the vicissitudes of life.

     The medicine-seeking rat sat on the robotic arm. A light screen was suspended in the air with charts recording sound waves. Seeing He Ruge push open the door stupidly, the medicine-seeking rat sighed deeply. He turned off the recording function with one paw and then said earnestly to He Ruge: “Why are you so stupid? Sold off and you didn’t even have a clue…”

     No matter how naive He Ruge was, he instantly realized that he had been betrayed by Yellow Ferret. He held onto the room’s door frame and stood there in a daze. Only the word “betrayal” replayed endlessly in his otherwise empty mind.

     ……How could this be?

     Wasn’t it agreed that he could participate in the Ice Project three times?

     He Ruge’s worst guess was that he had accidentally run into something in Room B6 that revealed the situation.

     How did this happen?

     It was clearly he who helped Yellow Ferret retrieve his memories. He knew Yellow Ferret’s name was Huang Dingxu. In the previous Ice Project, he prevented Yellow Ferret from harming the experimental subject. In total, he had helped Yellow Ferret twice.

     As a person…… shouldn’t gratitude be repaid with gratitude, and wrath repaid in wrath, just like Crow?

     Starry Sea Orphanage was a very dark place. The organization behind it was completely apathetic and void of humanity, but He Ruge’s heart was still biased towards any and all victims.

     Just like how he regarded Crow and Golden Python as friends, and treated the cubs as gently and warmly as his own, he was willing to trust everyone wholesomely.

     He didn’t want to doubt Yellow Ferret. It wasn’t that he was so naive of the world that he was oblivious to the workings of the human heart, but rather, just as how He Ruge said to the little monster: “Exchanging sincerity with sincerity”, he always aspired to treat everyone in the world who deserved kindness with kindness.

     The medicine-seeking rat shook his head, “Of all people, why would you ask Yellow Ferret for cooperation……sigh, is he a credible person?”

     A small wheel emerged from the base of the robotic arm, and the medicine-seeking rat steered the robotic arm around He Ruge, who was still standing in place. He instantly drove (the arm) to the doorway of Room B6 before turning his head towards the still frozen He Ruge: “Follow me. Everyone outside is someone who can repress you. If you walk with me, it’ll at least be better.”

     The tightly closed door opened, and behind the door stood a row of staff members and the pale-faced Yellow Ferret. They were separated by a long and suffocating silence, similarly pale-faced, and looking at each other.

     “Sorry.” He Ruge heard Yellow Ferret spit out these words with trembling lips. They were very familiar words. The day he re-awakened Yellow Ferret’s memories, he had heard Yellow Ferret say:

     “Sorry, I am a small-minded person.”

     At this moment, that memory collided with the present.

     He Ruge took the first step forward. But, because he had consumed too much energy from his bloodline pattern, his steps were a bit unstable. He furrowed his brows strenuously, following after the medicine-seeking rat one foot in front of the other. He took one small and one large step repeatedly, seemingly as if just recovering from a hangover, and walked past the two rows of staff members.

     Maybe he really was drunk and hadn’t fully woken up yet.

     He trekked along in this long, dark corridor as if traversing through a nightmare. He Ruge stopped his footsteps and turned back to look at Yellow Ferret. His voice echoed through the hallway in a surreal manner: “Huang Dingxu.”

     Yellow Ferret’s face paled. His appearance made him look like a ghost imprisoned in this nightmare, “Sorry, I’m sorry, I need……I need to wait for someone’s return.”

     He Ruge glanced at Yellow Ferret silently.

     “But there is also someone waiting for me to return.”

     “I promised them that I wouldn’t leave for too long.”

     “They will be sad.”

     “You see, if ‘Sorry’ was truly useful, why would you need the police.”

 While (the group) walked towards the brainwashing chamber, He Ruge whispered softly: “I’m not a member of the Intergalactic Police Force. But, I might be a messenger of justice sent by Heaven to deliver a bit of love to this world.”

     The Medicine-seeking rat ignored He Ruge’s mutterings and sighed: “You should talk some more while you’re still conscious now. After you enter the brainwashing chamber, you won’t be able to speak your mind anymore. Did you know? The last person who managed the gene altering solution injections died a few days ago.

     “Scorpion started investigating from that time.

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     “Your identity had already been under suspicion for quite a while. You can freely enter and exit the Orphanage, awaken Yellow Ferret’s memories, and block the monitors. (Everything you’ve done) also seems to have a connection with Crow’s rebellion back then. You’ve really put yourself in front of the gun this time. I……I wish to protect you, but I truly can’t.”

     The Medicine-seeking rat coughed louder and louder as he sent He Ruge to the door of the brainwashing chambers. Two strong individuals pushed He Ruge into the brainwashing machine.

     He Ruge suddenly recalled many things, such as when he himself stood in the Medicine-seeking rat’s current position, watching the Little White Tiger being escorted into the brainwashing chamber.

     It turns out that the machine was this large and cold. Was Little White Tiger terrified then? When the (Little White Tiger) was sent into the brainwashing chambers with his own hands, was he (The Little White Tiger) just as sad as when he (He Ruge) was betrayed by Yellow Ferret?

     He had only regarded Yellow Ferret as a trustworthy friend, yet, he already felt like he couldn’t breathe after he was betrayed. As for the Little White Tiger, his favorability was at 100. What kind of emotion did the Little White Tiger who loved him that much feel at the time?

     Did his heart break in half, shatter to pieces; did he carry his broken heart while still firmly saying ‘I like you’.

     Because…… Even at the last moment when Little White Tiger was sent into the brainwashing chambers, his favorability was still 100.

     He Ruge wanted to put his hand over the left side of his left chest and block the overflowing sorrow that was leaking out. However, his hands were fixed in place and he couldn’t move. 

     The moment when the machine was starting up, He Ruge chose to load the saved file.

     【Read files】

     【Yes】

     【No】

    If only real life could be reloaded like a game. 

     He Ruge closed his eyes as he heard the cold mechanical voice flow through his mind:

   [Loading files takes a long time, please wait patiently]

     [A harmful mental wave was detected, activating spiritual sea protection mechanism ——]

     [Resistance Successful]

     【Loading time 1 x 24 hours】

     [Countdown: 24 hours 00 minutes 00 seconds]

     ＊

     The little monster dragged the bedding from the corner of the room to the door. He sat on the bedding He Ruge gave him and waited.

     He waited one hour.

     Two hours.

     Three hours.

     …

     He waited until the sky grew completely dark, until there was no longer light reflected in his blue eyes. He waited until the sky lit back up. However, that pair of dim blue eyes did not brighten again.

     His tail encircled his paws, and the little monster stared at the unopened door without blinking from beginning to end.

     ——Why are you not here yet?

     ——I have been waiting for you for a long time

     ——I was good 

     Finally, the door of the room was pushed open, and the pair of blue eyes exploded with brilliance. The little monster looked expectantly at the visitor, but he only saw an unfamiliar staff member.

     That person was obviously scared of him. He avoided him as he placed the nutrient solution on the ground and left in a hurry.

     The door closed again, and the light in the little monster’s blue eyes went out, like a  turbulent sea submerged under a dark, moonless night. The big white tiger lowered his head and shattered the bottle of nutrient solution with one bite. The glass shards pierced his tongue, but the little monster just drank the nutrient solution mixed with glass as if nothing had happened.

     He waited for another long, long duration. He waited until noon, but the one who came again was still not yet He Ruge.

     And so, the little monster waited by the door again.

     The little monster last night thought that if He Ruge came back at night, he would definitely forgive He Ruge.

     This morning’s little monster thought, if He Ruge came back this morning, he would still not blame He Ruge.

     This noon’s little monster thought, if He Ruge came back at noon, he would give He Ruge a little bite.

     Tonight’s little monster thought, if He Ruge didn’t return tonight, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, then…….

     He would have to kill He Ruge.

     He would rip open that liar, and break him into eight pieces. He would eat him completely, flesh and skin, into his stomach without even spitting out the bones. Then, their blood and flesh would be fused together, and the other person would never again be able to leave. (TL: YANDERE ALERT)

     At night, the door opened, and a stranger carrying the medicine box walked in and injected the gene altering solution into the little monster.

     Without He Ruge’s presence, the pain that had disappeared racked his body once more, and even felt more painful and unbearable than before.

Pain. 

     It was so painful that his dark red vertical pupils emerged, and his violent eyes stared straight at the person in front of him. The blood-agate eyes were ominous and malevolent, and filled with a sense of overwhelming power.

     “Where is he?”

     Though the question clearly didn’t indicate who “he” was, the person being controlled stammered: “In…… brainwashing…… chambers……”

     The Brainwashing Chamber.

     The place where he first arrived into this world, and the place where he first awakened all of his bad memories.

     It turns out that he hadn’t been abandoned. He Ruge was trapped by bad people.

     Very good.

     The little monster snapped the other’s neck in one smooth bite before staring directly into the cameras with his irrational blood-red eyes. He smiled at the person behind the monitors with the deepest malicious intent.

     The monster that had been suppressing himself finally broke through his cage of sanity.

     (The monster) opened his large Zerg wings and soared out of the dreary Room 104.

     —— Don’t be afraid

     —— We’re going home

     The author has something to say:

     Small Theater:

     Little Monster: Watch, I will show you a live performance of swallowing glass shards

     Little Angel: Yeah! I can too!