This Overlord Doesn't Care About Anything

Book 2: Chapter 13: Dance, Little Huang!

To tell the truth, I dont really care about any gaygay rumors. Who cares if the persons a man or woman, if you like them, just buy them, why care so much about everything else? The core reason lies within two words: no money. 10,000 gold coins is the equivalent of 100 million RMB, damn! 100 million RMB to buy a singer, would it be worth it? But before even considering whether or not it was worth it, did I even have that much money?

After listening to him sing another song, I waved at him and left.

Early morning the next day, I punctually arrived at the little hotel where Little Huang had already been waiting.

Is your house really close to this place?

I casually asked.

Little Huang answered with a bit of embarrassment:

Ah, something like that, haha.

I changed the topic and laughingly said:

Yesterday evening I went to the river bank to take a look at that singer.

Little Huang asked:

Good-looking?

I nodded:

To be honest, he really is good-looking, much better looking than you.

Little Huangs hand casually went out to grab the pillow.

I hastily continued:

But for a man to be dressed like this, its frankly somewhat weird.

Little Huang let go of the pillow and sighed with sorrow:

Hes a pitiful person.

Whats the story behind him?

What story would I know.

Although Little Huang spoke like this, she still continued:

Actually, its not much of a secret. Its something that basically everyone in Yun Hais capital city knows, its even weirder that youre not aware.

I randomly commented:

Oh, Im from the countryside.

Little Huang didnt investigate any further, instead simply saying:

That person was the servant of the Overlord of Tian Cheng, but actually was never a singer. He told the Overlord of Tian Cheng that there was a huge issue with the current Tian Cheng Territory and that it needed reform. The main target of the reform was the Overlord of Tian Chengs second son. The Overlord was one to indulge his sons, however, even turning a blind eye to his eldest son eating the flesh of beauties. And so, when that servant raised this theory of reform, it naturally provoked the ire of his lord. Afterwards, he was dressed in womens clothing and thrown to the theaters to perform.

I felt my chin:

Is this person a fool?

Little Huang said:

Thats right. He said something like how his lord had been kind to him and still said these words even in the face of death. How couldve the Overlord of Tian Change listened to him; how could he have commented on the benefits of nobles for the interest of the poor populace? He didnt have such courage and also didnt have this noble conscience, so the one suffering had to be that singer.

I noted with a smile:

But his situations still pretty good. Hes quite lovely in womens clothes.

Little Huang pouted at this:

Then go collaborate with him. Dont bother coming to me.

I laughed:

No way. What damn Queen of Flowers could he become, hes the cow dung that will emphasize you, the flower.

Little Huang put her hands on her waist and exclaimed:

Thats more like it! So what are we learning today?

Dancing.

I first showed her the jazz dance, but Little Huang said it was too difficult.

Then I showed her a classic dance, but Little Huang said it was too boring.

I consequently showed her ballet, but Little Huang said this also wasnt good.

In response, I showed her a homely dance, but Little Huang said she was unable to appreciate it.

Finally, I discovered that she seemed to be watching me with the feeling of being an onlooker, so I forcefully dragged her off the bed and made her learn the simple tango.

Come, one step step, two step step, three step step, go~

Little Huang rapidly learned it.

Her learning speed far surpassed my expectations. It was so vastly different from how slowly she learned to call me big brother yesterday that it could even be called the difference between heaven and earth.

I added another evaluation towards my list; her limbs are able, her brain isnt.

All right Little Huang. You now already possess the preliminary standard. The only problem now is that your dancing lacks a little emotion, its a bit too rigid. You need to add some love to it.

Little Huang straightforwardly shot at me:

Look at you and me, we both arent able to add any love.

Too hurtful, holy crap!

After a line of ridicule, I forced myself to say:

Then dont look at me, look at the window. Ill teach you some more words for the election, cough cough, repeat after me.

I cleared my throat, then shouted:

I love you all!

Little Huang repeated:

I love you all!

Please, can you cast your ballot for me?1

Please, can you cast your ballot for me?

Thank you everyone! Muah~! I super love you all!

Thank you everyone

Little big brother, cast your ballot for me. Ill give you some benefits?

Little big brother

After a round of practice, I asked Little Huang:

How do you feel?

Little Huang covered her mouth and bluntly replied:

I want to throw up.

After drinking two cups of water, Little Huang patted her stomach:

This is the appeal you were talking about? Everyone likes this?

I answered:

Normally, the greater majority of men are fond of it. But there are some who dont like it. It honestly depends on your performance; if its too fake, nobody will like it. If you display the appropriate amount of cuteness, itll be very adorable. But if its done right by a less-than-cute face, itll only garner the dislike of the people onlooking.

Little Huang said:

No way, no way, the difficulty is too high.

Ten years of practice for one minute on the stage. For someone like you who cant do anything to face up against women who have practiced for ten to twenty years, its certain that youll have to use some dishonest methods.

So these are dishonest methods?

These are just some necessary methods.

I contemplated for a long time, then looked towards Little Huang:

Take it off.

Ahh??

First, put down the pillowmy meaning is, in order for us to guarantee that youll be able to take the title as Queen of Flowers, we need to use some special means. For example, what do you think about swimsuits? Wuwait, stop, I cant breathe!

Little Huang pounced on me and straddled me, covering my face with the pillow:

You pervert!

After tossing around for a moment, I said:

Then I guess well have to abandon this choice. It was originally a joke anyway. Actually, youre more or less ready now. Once you wear the makeup and act according to my words, I feel that there basically wont be any problems.

The current Little Huang was a young lady with many modern elements mixed in.

But at the heart of it all, she still fit the aesthetics of the present era.

Not unconventional, but rather novel. Not one to sell her body, but still lovely.

It was already pretty decent.

After another day of teaching Little Huang, I clapped my hands:

Okay. Go back and rest well, get a good nights sleep. Properly show off yourself in the Queen of Flowers Election after tomorrows dinner party. Theres no need to be nervous, its fine as long as you hold the mentality that if you dont win the title of Queen of Flowers, you might as well die.

Isnt this just forcing me to seek death!

Little Huang sat cross-legged and angrily stated:

Sheesh. Ill do as you say, but dont blame me if I lose.

I yawned and replied:

If you lose, then you lose, whatever.

Little voiced:

Wasnt it you who just said if you dont win the title of Queen of Flowers, you might as well die?

I was just cracking a joke, sister Huang. Ive lost many times in this life of mine. I was just thinking that without money, youd go into even further debt, so losing several more rounds wont matter. In any case, as long as youre able to win in the end, everything can be fixed.

Little Huang giggled:

Youre really strange.

She seemed to remember something:

Oh right, you still havent taught me how to make cosmetics.

I remarked:

Stop dreaming. Its an exclusive secret recipe, okay? As long as you carefully study the book I gave you, however much youre able to understand is your business.

Little Huang didnt let me off the hook so easily as she pulled my arm:

Teach me~, Libig brother De Li~~teach me, please? Muah~

I pulled myself away, feeling a cold chill:

Save it! This isnt something that Ill fall for. Especially after knowing your ugly side.

Little Huang picked up the pillow and pounded me with it several times.

What a joke, cosmetics, maintenance, and stuff like this are all things that Im saving for my future wife. Whats it have to do with you Little Huang, you arent satisfied with your share and want another??

1. As per usual, is a bit hard to translate. I wish I could just leave it as renjia but some readers dont understand it too well.