Filthy Dancer

Cehn Sie.

Sie was already arrogant.

A descendant from one of the top families, whose lands stretched across three cities, it was instilled into his blood even from his previous life, which was no less powerful than this one.

His talkative nature as a child was a ruse borne of the need to prove when she arrived that he was faithfully hers. Sie had therefore recovered slowly, recounting his true self after his slumber within his new body. Who would have thought that the gods would bless him by meeting someone so similar to her?

Sie had been tempered after meeting Wu Jie, deciding that since his benefactor was not a fan of that type and seemed she would toss him to feed some beast least he became much more useful, hedecided to show his true self. He felt that this was her.

That this tiny girl, who had the arrogance and temperament like hers, was truly her.

Sie could not help but compare her tiny form to the woman who had stolen his heart, life and soul.

She reminded him of a woman a long time ago he had met in his previous life and fallen in love with.

A silky-soft voice spoke. Though it lacked much emotion, there was no need for it because it already had a naturally soothing tune of its own.

He even thought of her speaking in that Caribbean accent, whispering things in his ears to make him shiver and become rock hard with the need for a woman that was nothing more than a filthy dancer.

"Ah Cehn, I think I went a bit overboard with the materials." 

"I can handle it, Wu Jie," he replied to her gently, it is OK."

If this girl is indeed her, he will imprint himself on her so deeply that she will be unable to survive without him. If she isn't, he can always see if he can mould her to be in her image until the true one arrives. By then she can either become a slave or be tossed aside. 

"Mmm, well, as a stepping-stone you need to be sturdy; if you fail this test you will just crack under the pressure and be deemed useless." 

He stared at the small girl before him, his head slightly bent so he could fully take in her entire visage. As an average 35-year-old child she was slightly smaller; her almond shape eyes gave her an innocent doll-like look. The long lashes that curled upward seemed like twin feathers brushing her delicate cheeks each time she blinked. Her eyes were pretty but lacked much emotion; to some it would not be that attractive but, to him, it absolutely was. Wu Jie was perfect in his eyes. Lips lush, bow in shape, a perfect contrast with the pale pink tone against her umber-toned skin. A constant sight driving him closer to obsession. Sie continued to stare at the adorable girl that held so many traces of her. She too, back then, had a similar look, though it was all of a young woman yet to fully mature. He had the honour back then to watch her voluptuous body personally dance for him, unable to have her but truly able to die for her.

"Student Cehn please, I am Peter Kurtnick, Head Lecturer of the first-year students, and this is the school Dean, Marthias Matthews" 

"Hello, student Cehn."

"Student Cehn greets Head Lecturer Kurtnick and Dean Matthews." 

Including a slight bow of his head, Sie took note of both immaculately dressed males. Their auras were strong, an indication of their ages, which were probably past the five hundred mark.

"Good, good," the Dean said with a smile, while Sie stood, face neutral, waiting for what would happen next. The Dean suddenly questioned his tone hiding somewhat curiosity and slight excitement.

"In which section of the island did you capture the material?" 

"Southern part, Lecturer Kurtnick," Sie replied. The Head Lecturer, along with the Dean and female lecturer, carefully looked over the material, nodding every now and again while discussing among themselves.

"…such good condition…"

"The area where it had been cut has had the blood drained, which is the only area damaged," 

"Student Cehn, do you have any blood left?"

"No!"

He shook his head for effect when asked such a question, Wu Jie had used the blood to make a soup; if she had not come up with the idea for him to sell the carcass, she'd probably eat it as well. He was aware that she drank the blood and should feel utterly disgusted by it, but he didn't. Instead, he had searched on his wrist band for some soups and drinks that can be made so he can personally make and serve her.

If it made her stronger for when she was old enough to be "owned" then Sie had no problem whatsoever.

"Sigh, well it is enough to have this?"

"Alright. Lecturer Masay, transfer the coins," 

"Yes, Dean Matthews,"

"The amount displayed will be received. Please review the list and accept the amount!" 

He quickly perused the list and accepted. The total amount received was ten and a half million; that amount will be enough to support Wu Jie with whatever she will later need and if it was not enough, he still had a few kills left to be later sold and there were also the other events.

Once the amount had been calculated and confirmed, he replied.

"The amount is correct. This student thanks both the Dean and lecturers." 

"It was a pleasure, student Cehn, to receive such perfect material." Sie nodded, bid farewell then left with the girls, lest Wu Jie become impatient.

Immediately his gaze landed on Wu Jie, eying the clingy female at her side. Even though both of them had stayed by Wu Jie's side and Wincu herself was female Sie still found that she vied for attention that should be his.

"I will be returning to my room."

"Wu Jie, why don't you visit me in my room?" inquired Wincu.

"No, I wish to be alone."

"Sigh, OK, another time. At least we are in the same class." 

"Mmm."

While they spoke, Sie watched the small conversation from the side eyes glued to Wu Jie but thinking of what they had discussed before he bid farewell and returned to his room, after all, Wu Jie herself was still young he had time enough.