Chapter 7

Tristan considered running, he truly did. But with 1 hour left, this girl was his last possible option! Even if she gave off a 'I'll harvest your organs if you give me the chance' vibe.

Needless to say, that was not a vibe that one wanted to associate with. Ever.

Especially if you value your kidneys.

Tristan seriously had no idea how to reply to this woman, it was a total mystery to him. He had no idea what she wanted, she used a very obvious and simple bait, generally used on children to lure them into a van and kidnap them for nefarious reasons.

But Tristan was 20 years old this fall… Did she mistake him for a shota!?

Well… technically he could qualify for a shota, right? Are there any descriptors that shotas must follow?

They must be short, is a given. Do they need to be cute? Charming? I suppose they do, and also thin. Otherwise they're just dwarves.

Tristan dragged himself out of his degenerate thoughts, He does NOT want to regress into his degenerate phase. Definitely not.

With the threat of torture and death hanging over his head, Tristan made up his mind and decided that getting into the car with a random woman, who could possibly-maybe-most-definetly-could steal every single one of his organs.

Tristan slowly stalked up to the car door and gave a look at the weird woman.

He opened his mouth to speak and thought of what he should say, but the only thing that came to his mind was

"Uhh… Yes?"

The woman seemed taken back by the fact that he was so readily agreeing. A predatory glint was seen in her eyes as she opened the door, revealing a slim body covered by a thin qipao, however this qipao was modified to be overly revealing and seductive! How dangerous!

The qipao barely covered her hips, and opened up to reveal her fair thighs. There was a long black fabric in the middle, which covered her privates and reached all the way down to the car floor.

Black locks flowed down her back, giving her an ethereal beauty that couldn't be matched by artificial products, this was all natural! Probably.

Her face was that of a cold beauties, however her plum purple eyes contained everything, except for the cold aura that is normally exuded from beauties of such levels.

Tristan could only identify a few of the emotions in her eyes, he is not an expert whatsoever in social interactions, so the few emotions that he thinks he could pick out were as follows in greatest to least magnitude. Lust (?), Greed, frustration, curiosity and a variety of other complicated emotions that Tristan couldn't pick out.

He was unsure why a woman that was so cute would feel lust, especially when looking at him. His charisma was only 13, which was slightly above average. He honestly wasn't anything special… So why did she look like she wanted to devour him?!

"How long are you going to keep me waiting? This big sister is impatient to tast- fufufu~ To give this cute boy in front some candy~ Very very tasty candy~" The young girl seemed to be devouring him with her eyes.