Four years ago, high school graduation’s summer vacation.
At the comic convention, Ruan Cunyun cosplayed a tsundere loli with beautiful purple eyes filled with a sense of distance. He wore a short skirt and black overknee socks that tightly bound the flesh on his legs, exposing a small section of fair and captivating area.
His person was like that of a blooming crystal flower on the edge of a cliff, glimmering and unattainable.
There were many who gathered around Ruan Cunyun to take photos.
Ruan Cunyun had just graduated from high school then, and was even more socially anxious than now. When Xu Feifei and his other friends went to the restroom, Ruan Cunyun was surrounded by a lot of cameras by himself.
Ruan Cunyun outwardly looked cold and aloof, but he was actually losing his head in anxiety.
And there was an Uncle with his video camera, the person himself almost laid on the floor, taking such a low angle. The long lens kept getting closer, drilling straight to his skirt underside.
“Hey little girl, listen to me. Spread your legs a little, this way the picture would look better. I am professional,” the uncle grinned.
Ruan Cunyun felt nauseous. He didn’t want to open his mouth and reveal his male voice, so he could only try to hide with a pale face. But the uncle forcefully got closer and closer.
Then a big and slender palm suddenly covered the lens of the wretched uncle.
There are faint green blood vessels protruding on the back of that hand, and the joints became more striking as he clutched tightly at the video camera.
Ruan Cunyun traced along the slender hands upwards and saw a dark red mole on his wrist.
Ruan Cunyun’s heartbeat was instantly disordered.
He is a 100% hand-con. And this man, solely based on his one hand, could entice and swoon him.
Sexy, so sexy.
The man was cosplaying “Pyramid Head”1This guy
from Silent Hill. His upper body was bare, with bulging powerful muscles and two deep mermaid lines extending beneath his robe. His other arm lazily hanging, effortlessly dragging a giant machete, the tip of the blade touching the ground, cold and intimidating.
Those boobas, so big.
Ruan Cunyun swallowed his saliva.
Fine, Ruan Cunyun admits that he’s not just a hand-con, he is just a lustful person.
Looking up, where the human head should be had been replaced with a massive and heavy pyramid-shaped mask, with sharp metal corner pointing straight to the camera, reflecting cold cutting light. Even nightmares wouldn’t have such a strange creature crawling out of it.
Extremely frightening.
But even more seductive….
The recording uncle let out a scream in fear before realizing that he was just someone cosplaying a character, and not some monster demanding his life. He scolded him, “Are you crazy? Why are you blocking my camera?”
Pyramid Head disregarded all questions and picked up the uncle’s camera with one hand, looked through it, pressed a few buttons, and then threw the camera back into the uncle’s arms.
The uncle stood up vigorously, his furious face trembling, “Did you delete my photos? Her dressing up like this, isn’t it just for me to shoot? It’s none of your business!”
The man was originally already very tall, now with the pyramid mask on, his height directly exceeded two meters, exuding fierceness.
The short and fat uncle looked like a pumpkin standing in front of him.
Pyramid Head picked up his machete and thrust it into the ground, coldly saying, “If you can’t learn how to respect others, I could just chop off your hands that kept taking such photos.”
His voice was deep and slow, like a rusty iron door scraping hard on the ground, almost piercing to the ears, not something that humans could produce.
This was because the Pyramid head mask comes with a voice changer.
The giant machete was a prop, the pyramid head mask was a prop, the voice was fake, but the man’s muscles and cold aura were all real.
Who knows which one of the aforementioned attributes scared him, but the fierce-looking uncle trembled all over, then finally gritted his teeth and left.
The Pyramid Head had been shielding Ruan Cunyun, so Ruan Cunyun could see his mountain-like back slowly undulating. When Pyramid Head turned around, the gloomy and sharp mask slowly faced Ruan Cunyun.
Fuck, this sight is too stimulating.
The Pyramid Head mask was really frightening, even King Yama2The king of hell might draw a barrier in his bedroom if he were to see this.
But the man’s figure is too sexy, even the Jade Guanyin3The Buddhists Goddess of Mercy. Sometimes referred as Avalokitesvara would willingly fall to the mortal world if she saw it.
Pyramid Head silently walked to Ruan Cunyun, standing two meters away from him. Not too far, not too close. Like a loyal guard.
They were surrounded by a lot of people taking photos, yet no one dared to approach.
His fingers fiddled with the skirt hem, sweating slightly.
Ruan Cunyun should say thank you to Pyramid Head, but the other’s aura looked so unapproachable.
He organized his words for a long time and practiced a few times. At last, he mustered the courage to say thank you to Pyramid Head.
“Ya ya, have you waited for a long time?” Xu Feifei’s clear voice suddenly rang out, they had apparently come back from the restroom.
Xu Feifei was dressing up as a wild and handsome guy4痞帅酷哥 refers to the kind of “wild” ruffian-like look, but handsome. Like a ‘tough guy.’, but his character broke as soon as he opened his mouth, “Sorry hahaha, we were touching up our makeup.”
Ruan Cunyun shook his head to show it’s fine. The courage he had just gathered after so long now gone like a leaky deflated ball.
Xu Feifei was in high spirits, Go Go Go, didn’t you say you want to buy Teacher Balls’ collection book? Let’s hurry over, it seems like there are a lot of people queuing.”
No one noticed that Pyramid Head’s figure subtly paused.
Seeing that Ruan Cunyun’s friends had come back, Pyramid head lifted his machete to leave.
Unable to hesitate, Ruan Cunyun gritted his teeth and suddenly reached out to stop Pyramid Head.
Pyramid Head reacted faster than him, lifting his hand to cover the sharp edges of the mask, as if afraid of hurting Ruan Cunyun.
Ruan Cunyun blanked out, only seeing the man’s hand within his reach, and the hint of cinnabar mole on his protruding wrist bone.
Small and abrupt, like a dying red dwarf star, silently flaring up Ruan Cunyun’s universe.
“Next time you run into this kind of thing, report to the police.”
The Pyramid Head mask tilted slightly, as if watching Ruan Cunyun.
The mask completely covered the man’s face, but Ruan Cunyun felt that he had met the man’s gaze.
Intuition told him that those eyes must be calm and penetrating.
Finished speaking, Pyramid Head turned around and left.
Xu Feifei’s eyes lit up upon realization, “Wowww, that Pyramid Head is so handsome! This guy’s physique is way too amazing, my god. Let’s go take a photo with him!”
Pyramid Head didn’t seem to hear it, his steps did not slow down.
Xu Feifei chased after him a few steps, shot a few pictures of Pyramid head’s strong back muscles, but then stopped his steps, somewhat scared to continue on, “Forget it, he’s a bit scary.”
Ruan Cunyun looked at the back of the neatly dressed-in-suits Qin Fanglu, an absurd conjecture emerged in his mind.
Mr. Qin and Pyramid Head both have a red mole on their wrist, are they the same person?
If it really is, did Qin Fanglu recognize him? Could he be exposed to having cosplayed an anime girl on the first day of work? Moreover it would be in front of his own immediate superior!
Dread overwhelmed his excitement, Ruan Cunyun felt chills welling up.
No no no, Ruan Cunyun quickly rejected his own idea. How could a simple mole prove they are the same person?
There are so many characters with the same patterns in their eyes in the anime, are they all the same person?
“Xiao Yun, wanna eat lunch?”
The colleagues next to him suddenly called out, Ruan Cunyun paused for a second before turning his head to answer, “Okay.”.
The first day of work was easier than Ruan Cunyun had expected. There was no specific task, most of the time was spent on configuring the computer, listening to the training, and handling procedures.
As the end of working hours approached, Ruan Cunyun became increasingly anxious.
He realized that what he feared was not the job itself, but the need to interact, cooperate, and build good relationships with so many colleagues.
As soon as the end of working time, at six o’clock, arrived, Ruan Cunyun took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Xu Feifei.
Cun: I’m done for. I was called by my colleagues to have dinner together tonight. Can’t go to Secret Base QAQ
Cun: Sorry aaahhh, I will definitely go with you on the weekend!
Feiry Handsome: Just go if you have to [Sad little dog]
Feiry Handsome: Isn’t it just having a meal together. Calm down la.
Cun: They said it was my welcome party, but I have already experienced their enthusiasm for me. Help, can’t I be released?
Feiry Handsome: HAHAHAHAHA [Little dog claps]
Cun: I really want to cry, I want Teacher Balls’ signed art! Aaaahhhh
Feiry Handsome: If I win the autographed art, I will definitely give it to you with a friendship discount of 3000 yuan, good brother.
Cun: I really thank you, good brother.
Cun: But if you can really win the draw…
Cun: I am willing to buy it even for ten thousand yuan
Just after Ruan Cunyun sent this line, he heard a colleague tentatively ask, “Mr. Qin, are you free tonight?”
Zhufang adopts a flat organizational structure. Although Qin Fanglu has higher status as the CTO, he doesn’t have an independent office and sits at an open desk like ordinary employees, just three walkways away from Ruan Cunyun.
Qin Fanglu, who was tidying up his stuff, looked up when he heard the person’s question.
The colleague continued to explain, “Didn’t we just have a new colleague today? We’re going to give Xiao Ruan a welcome party.”
Qin Fanglu held a black folder in one hand, his gaze swept over Ruan Cunyun, as light as a feather.
“Sorry, I’m not available tonight,” he said calmly.
The answer was as they expected. The colleague nodded and said goodbye to Qin Fanglu.
Qin Fanglu passed by Ruan Cunyun with a folder in his hand, looking forward in focus, bringing a cold breeze as he passed.
In the black folder were five pieces of exquisite signed art5It meant something like this
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In each of them was an elegant cursive english signature: BALLS.
The author has something to say:
Information that can now be publicized:
BALLS is a username in the circle that was randomly chosen by Qin Fanglu.
Because “balls” can mean balls6His username is “BALLS” in English, in Chinese he had been referred to as 蛋老师。 蛋 or 蛋蛋 means eggs/round-shaped thing/balls as in testicles. 老师 is teacher. So yeah, he is indeed called teacher “testicles.”, and the fact that his username used capital letters, over time everyone called him “Teacher Big Balls”, which was later simplified to “Teacher Balls”.
Translator’s Note:
It’s a pity that they didn’t keep calling him Teacher Big Balls….
GhostCloudd On WBICDPH Chapter 93
So I wasn’t wrong about his name. he’s really called Balls.