Zhang Fanyu held this idea, but as soon as his eyes touched the face of the other party who repaired the porcelain pit very quickly, he couldn't help frowning.

‘No, the other party is recovering too fast, the hole just smashed is recovering too fast, there is not enough time for me to smash a big hole out. ’

After realizing this incident, Zhang Fanyu slowly stepped back and looked at the "geisha" seriously again.

"Geisha" was stabbed in the head, and the angry expression appeared only for a moment after saying that.

Like a well-bred man, he withdrew his malicious eyes in a blink of an eye and replaced them with smiling ones.

No longer clinging to the shamisen in his hand, he gently put down the playing instrument.

But no one was playing the shamisen, but it still moved automatically, as if someone was secretly manipulating it.

"Geisha" began to rotate slowly with half-bent knees, accompanied by hand movements, behind the square table to the bleak music.

The music and his dance steps stopped for a while.

At the end, he retracted his raised hand, bowed his knees, lowered his head and whispered, "Sir, do you want to be me?"

The corners of Zhang Fanyu's mouth pursed into a straight line. He couldn't understand what the other party's dance was expressing, and he couldn't understand why the other party was so persistent in making him a geisha.

Goosebumps all over his body when he thought of his tall self, wearing a women's kimono with his eyes closed and grinning.

Zhang Fanyu still did not answer.

Even the sentence "Dabaayo" is reluctant to give.

"Geisha" gave up completely, and he was so disappointed that he burst into tears again, and the tears flowed down his delicate face and washed the white-foundation from the almost welded makeup.

Showing a cracked face.

This time, nearly one-third of the faces showed their real faces.

When Zhang Fanyu was thinking, his index finger would tap the side of his leg subconsciously.

The percussion sound is hidden under the music, not obvious.

But "Geisha" still grasped the pounding sound accurately, and said in a broken voice: "What are you knocking?! Stop knocking!"

Zhang Fanyu moved for a while, and he said slowly: "No, it's more appropriate to think about how to smash you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched the part with the feathers of the cat-teasing stick tightly, and the handle of the stick slammed into the air next to him, making a sound of "咻咻" twice.

This was the third time he entered the spirit hotel, but every time he entered, he found that his personal physique and strength and agility points increased exponentially.

Now he didn't take the coffee liquid that Xiangya specially left for him, but the power was already abundant to an exaggerated level.

'Maybe this is the result of not getting points, but the reward but strengthening the body. ' Zhang Fanyu thought.

"Geisha" heard this sentence, mixed expressions of stunned and angry expressions on his face, and finally fixed it as resentment.

"No, I'm so beautiful, how could you not want to be me?!"

He was furious, and his whole body swelled with anger, and finally turned into a huge monster blocking the corner of the white space.

"Geisha" stood there like a giant porcelain doll, looking down coldly at Zhang Fanyu, who was only the size of one of his fingers.

Zhang Fanyu thought to himself that it was bad, the geisha's body has become too big now, and it is a bit difficult to punch a big hole.

Moreover, he is most afraid of following this way of thinking. What he needs to smash is the whole person, including the other person's face.

If this is the case, it will be much more difficult at once.

But if the adventure is not exciting, then it is meaningless.

The corners of Zhang Fanyu's mouth curled up, and he stepped back half a step, helping him to charge forward towards the giant.

"I do not like."

A cold sentence came down, explaining the reason for his refusal concisely.

When the giant "Geisha" heard this sentence, he stomped wildly in anger.

While weeping, he cursed: "Go to hell, go to hell!"

The "geisha" squeezed her fist tightly, and the knuckles of her ten fingers protruded out of sharp white porcelain, just waiting for the porcelain to be scratched into the living body when the hammer fell, and the blood splashed red on it.

The dense fists kept falling, and Zhang Fanyu consciously ran around.

He was only guessing about the hole being punched out before, and he needed the opponent's fist to confirm it.

Sure enough, the white walls on all sides were smashed into big holes, but there was no trace of a door anywhere.

After confirming that the speculation was correct, Zhang Fanyu changed from defense to offense. He speeded up and shuttled between his fists.

The music played by the shamisen gradually became more intense and became the background sound of this battle.

During the gallop, he did not forget to raise his head to observe the attackable points. When he saw the opponent's face was washed with tears and the foundation was washed off his face...

A guess quietly appeared in Zhang Fanyu's mind.

When the giant's right hand hit the ground, he jumped on the giant's thick knuckles, and quickly jumped on the edge of the wide sleeve.

The moment his footsteps fell, Zhang Fanyu caught a glimpse of the thick black hair on the wrist of the "geisha", and his pupils shrank.

Thinking inappropriately: 'This man has so much hair...'

The giant "geisha" didn't know what was going on in his mind, but when he saw his movements, he immediately realized that the other party wanted to climb up.

He immediately raised his left hand and slapped it, like slapping a mosquito that bites people, with the palm of his hand hard.

Seeing that Zhang Fanyu dodged swiftly, the giant swung his right arm vigorously, trying to throw him off.

During the bumps, Zhang Fanyu lost his footing and fell from a height.

The giant looked happy and raised his leg to trample him to death.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when Zhang Fanyu was about to fall to his knees, he suddenly turned over, kicked on the giant's raised legs with both feet, and his vigorous body bounced up like a bullet.

The timing was just right.

This jump assisted him to reach the giant's shoulders.

For a moment, Zhang Fanyu seemed to be stuck in the air, his whole body tensed up, and he seemed to be jumping into a slingshot, and he himself became the string that was about to be played, and volleyed onto the giant's shoulder.

The moment his feet fell, the giant's shoulders couldn't help being stepped down by the powerful jumping force.

The cat teasing stick in Zhang Fanyu's hand slapped the other party's chin severely, leaving a deep hole in the same place, but the place where the foundation did not fall off could never be recovered.

This scene made him gradually confirm his conjecture just now.

Zhang Fanyu's cold words began to attack methodically:

"I don't know why you want me to be you, but you look really ugly to me."

"Don't you realize that you're not fit to be a geisha?"

"It doesn't sound good. The music that pops up and the dance that dances are all unqualified."

...

Although Zhang Fanyu doesn't know how to appreciate it, he still knows that the other party is not a big problem except for the abruptness of the man pretending to be a woman.

The reason why he said this on purpose was to stimulate the other party to be angry and sad.

Only when the voice of dissatisfaction and refusal arises, the "geisha" will be emotionally broken and cry.

He guessed before that if he really needed to smash the whole person before leaving, but the face of the other party's quick recovery would be the most difficult point to break through.

But Zhang Fanyu also keenly noticed that the tears of the "geisha" himself can reveal his real face.

He had to say bad things to irritate the other, and dodge when the giant went mad.

To put it in plain language, Zhang Fanyu's current operation is to play with fire, and he must always control the balance.

Hearing the words that fell in his ears, the tears shed by the "geisha" became more turbulent, and the big drops fell to the ground.

"No, I'm the most beautiful, I'm an excellent geisha, and none of you can insult my beauty or slander my artistic performance!"

The "geisha" went crazy and raised his hand to slap Zhang Fanyu on the shoulder.

Zhang Fanyu looked at the other party's face that was already naked - revealing three-quarters of the cracks. During the dodging process, he tried to poke the funny cat stick into the part of him without foundation again.

Sure enough, the stab wound this time left the porcelain pit that could not be recovered.

You can see that it is empty inside.

This personality is a transgender porcelain doll.

After getting this information, Zhang Fanyu accelerated and climbed to the other side's coiled hair, running along the slope of the black and neat hair.

All the way to the position of the sky above the head.

The cat-fucking stick in his hand seemed to echo his heart and suddenly became bigger.

Zhang Fanyu weighed his stick and dropped the last sentence: "Don't you know that you are a man?"

"How can a man be a woman?"

When he said this, he apologized at the same time: 'No, a man can be a woman, you are not wrong. ’

This sentence became the last straw that broke the "geisha", and he cried bitterly.

"No! I am a woman, I am not a man, I am the most beautiful woman in the world, you are jealous of me!"

After crying, the tears completely washed his entire face, and countless brown and blue cracks of different shades were criss-crossed on it.

Compared with everything that was white around it, this face became the ugliest thing.

When Zhang Fanyu was at his worst, he used all his strength to stab the stick into the head of the "geisha".

"click"

With a crisp sound, it seemed as if a crack had been opened, and the domineering force spread along the crack along the limbs and bones.

The porcelain doll's body collapsed with a smashing force, and it shattered into a ball with a "crashing" sound.

Zhang Fanyu fell from the sky. He passed the face of the "geisha", and saw the distraught eyes of the other party. There was still a look of surprise on his face that was suddenly dissipated by his body.

"Geisha"'s face was falling into pieces.

Zhang Fanyu suddenly said loudly, "I'm sorry for saying that to you just now, but in fact, you are the best geisha I've ever seen."

"You're already the prettiest girl."

"Geisha"'s eyes were full of stunned, and unknowingly felt wronged.

Soon all his body collapsed, and all the pieces were quickly assembled into the shape of a door.

The white space returned to silence, and the Shamisen lay still on the ground, no one could bounce it.

Suddenly, a delicate voice lingered in the space.

"You don't want to be me." "Geisha" said sadly after losing his body.

He kept clamoring to let others become his personality, and finally woke up at the last moment——

He doesn't want others to be himself at all, a transgender personality, who would want to be.

He just kept deceiving himself, thinking he was pretty.

But in fact, he is a monster.

No one wants to be a monster, and he shouldn't let others be a monster with an empty heart.

Zhang Fanyu propped himself up with the cat-friendly stick that hadn't shrunk back, and then landed steadily.

He didn't enter the door immediately, but looked back at the pure white space and slowly replied to the other party's last sentence.

"I really won't be you."

This sentence sounded hurtful at first, as if affirming the idea that the other party was a monster.

But the voice turned, and in the next second, Zhang Fanyu smiled and said, "Because of you, it can only be yourself."

"Your consciousness is born to fight against thorns."

The author says:

Zhang sir: Because I have only seen the shamisen play once, it is the best-looking one I have seen so far.

(I have been listening to "Rose Boy" when wrote this chapter. really love this song. Sir Zhang really is a handsome guy with a super positive outlook, hehe~)

I'm going to enter V tomorrow, so nervous hahahahaha~