Chapter 25: Complaints
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: PlumSauce
Elvis looked utterly exhausted. Judging by his breathing, he seemed to be sleeping deeply. Yun Yingzhi had no idea how much trouble he’d caused the night before. He had even less idea how ridiculously talented he was—after such intense chaos, he still had the strength to transform into a little rabbit and start hopping around energetically, nearly leaping right out the window.
Terrified that the drunken bunny might do something outrageous, Elvis had spent hours chasing him around and trying to catch him. Yun Yingzhi had even kept mumbling, “Brother won’t let me drink? If he won’t let me drink, then I’ll drink! I’ll drink!”
Yun Yingzhi now remembered none of it. But Elvis was completely worn out—and he finally understood why Yun Yinghui never let the little bunny drink. When Yun Yingzhi saw Elvis’s eyelid tremble as if he were about to wake up, his first instinct was to cover the man’s eyes with his hand, not letting him open them.
To his relief, under the pressure of his hand, Elvis relaxed and drifted back into sleep. Yun Yingzhi’s eyelid twitched violently, his entire being on the verge of collapse. He thought for a moment, then glanced down toward the floor—and spotted the white shirt he had worn yesterday. Suddenly, a vivid image flashed across his mind.
In that fleeting memory, he was shamelessly sitting on Elvis’s lap. He had brazenly tried to take off his own clothes. Elvis had tried to stop him, but he had torn his shirt apart in a fit of stubbornness—and then had the audacity to look at Elvis with a proud little smirk, one that practically screamed “nyeh-nyeh-nyeh!”
Apparently, he hadn’t stopped there. When he couldn’t pull off his pants, he got angry again and ripped those apart too.
Yun Yingzhi, “…” Sure enough, there they were—his shredded pants, lying on the floor. His heart completely shattered at the sight. He felt like he had lost every last shred of dignity he had ever possessed in front of Elvis.
Now, Yun Yingzhi thought bitterly, manufacturers these days really don’t care about quality anymore. Clothes were made so cheaply that they tore apart at the slightest pull—even though the prices were outrageously high. It was unacceptable. At this point, he refused to admit it was his own strength at fault. No—clearly, it was the manufacturers’ problem.
Thinking further, Yun Yingzhi realized that he and Elvis were now in bed together. Why… why were they in bed together? Based on the fragments that flashed in his mind, he could reasonably guess that there was a very high chance… he had forced himself on Elvis.
Yun Yingzhi’s expression stiffened. Elvis was the crown prince of the Empire—the future, undisputed ruler of the Loos Empire. And he, as the neglected second son of General Yun’s family, had just… forced the Empire’s crown prince onto bed. It seemed like, last night, he had taken advantage of His Highness’s exhaustion and—
Yun Yingzhi, “…” What crime would that count as? His entire body went numb. Maybe… maybe he should run away first? But how? He stared blankly at his tattered clothes, lost in thought.
Under normal circumstances, he could contact the hotel staff—or one of his three roommates—to bring him a change of clothes. But that would risk exposing whatever… unusual situation had occurred between him and Elvis.
Absolutely not! No one could ever know what had happened between him and Elvis today! Yun Yingzhi’s eyelid twitched even harder. His eyes darted around—until it landed on Elvis’s clothes.
Yun Yingzhi, “…” He looked guiltily toward Elvis. After confirming that Elvis’s breathing remained steady, Yun Yingzhi sniffed softly and slowly lifted his hand from the man’s eyes.
In that instant, he unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Elvis’s handsome sleeping face. He had to admit, when Elvis slept, without that icy and unapproachable aura, he exuded a warmth that drew people in. His looks alone made anyone want to lean in and kiss him.
Yun Yingzhi forced himself to look away. His guilty black eyes twitched, then, despite himself, darted right back toward Elvis’s clothes. He quietly and carefully got out of bed. The moment he stood up—he felt it.
Instinctively, he supported his waist. Pressing his lips together, wearing a beautifully miserable expression, he picked up Elvis’s clothes and transformed into his second form. Compared to his human form, his second form was faster and much quieter. The little white rabbit grabbed Elvis’s clothes and bolted toward the outer hall.
Once he was far enough from the bedroom, the rabbit sneakily changed back into human form and slipped on Elvis’s clothes. They were a bit big—bigger even than the white shirt he had worn yesterday—but they would have to do. It was still better than streaking.
Yun Yingzhi opened his personal terminal, planning to contact his driver, Zhang Bo. But the moment he opened it… He was greeted by a red 99 notification for missed calls and a flood of private messages. Aside from the ones sent by his three roommates, the most frequent senders were Yun Yinghui and Yun Yingyao.
Yun Yingyao had called him three times and sent three messages asking where he was. Normally, Yun Yingzhi and Yun Yingyao barely exchanged messages, so he was a little surprised. What really made him feel like dying, though, were Yun Yinghui’s messages.
Yun Yinghui: Yingyao said you went to a mixer?
Yun Yinghui: Didn’t I tell you—no drinking, and no dating at your age?
Yun Yinghui: ZhiZhi, call me back.
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Yun Yingzhi, “…” What a shameless little tattletale of a sister. Normally she looked all cold and aloof, but when it came to snitching, she was unstoppable. Yes, Yun Yingyao was a professional tattletale. She never tattled to their parents—she went straight to Yun Yinghui.
Whenever Yun Yinghui forbade Yun Yingzhi from doing something, if Yun Yingzhi dared to do it anyway, he’d immediately feel a pair of dark eyes staring at him. That would be Yun Yingyao—watching, waiting—and before long, she’d go running off to report him again like the tireless snitch she was.
As a child, Yun Yingzhi’s impression of Yun Yingyao had been that she was always either tattling with a straight face or sprinting down the road to tattle faster. Now, his hangover headache was getting worse. Sniffling, with a miserable look on his face, he started replying to everyone one by one.
He said he’d been too tired yesterday and had just found a place to sleep. He’d slept straight through the night and hadn’t noticed the calls or messages. Yun Yinghui was probably busy—he hadn’t replied yet. Yun Yingzhi sincerely hoped that after a busy day, Yun Yinghui would just forget about the whole incident.
After thinking it over, Yun Yingzhi pursed his lips into a straight line, opened the chat with Yun Yingyao, and typed angrily.
Yun Yingzhi: Are you in elementary school or something? Why are you still tattling to our brother at your age?
Yun Yingyao: Heh.
Yun Yingzhi: Don’t ever do that again.
Yun Yingyao: Heh.
Yun Yingzhi: You dared tell him about me? You’ve been hanging around that jerk Huai Boshe so much lately, I’ll tell our brother about you!
Yun Yingyao: Are you in elementary school?
That response looked oddly familiar, but Yun Yingzhi couldn’t place it at first and replied.
Yun Yingzhi: Elementary school? I’m your older brother! I’m just worried about you!
Yun Yingyao: Mm. Scroll up.
Yun Yingzhi blinked and scrolled up. Yun Yingzhi, “…” No wonder it looked familiar. He had literally said the exact same thing to her not long ago.
Yun Yingyao: Heh.
Yun Yingzhi, “…”
Fuming, Yun Yingzhi slammed the chat closed. Trying to calm his nerves, he contacted Zhang Bo.
Uncle Zhang had waited for him all day yesterday and was still in the underground parking lot. Hearing that, Yun Yingzhi felt a wave of guilt. He really should have told Zhang Bo to go home earlier. He opened the door, peeked both ways—no one in sight.
Still wearing Elvis’s clothes, he didn’t want to risk running into any students. What if someone recognized that he was wearing the crown prince’s shirt from yesterday? Without hesitation, he shut the door and instantly transformed into his second form, hopping toward the elevator.
The little white rabbit leapt precisely to press the button for the elevator. It arrived shortly and the little white rabbit jumped inside and hopped again to push the down button. Moments later, the elevator descended to the underground garage. When he finally arrived at the underground parking lot, the little rabbit let out a sigh of relief.
Soon, he spotted the Yun family’s hovercar. He hopped over, his small body plastering itself against the car’s window like a white bunny pancake, immediately catching Zhang Bo’s attention. Seeing the bunny stuck to the glass, Zhang Bo’s face broke into a broad smile. He opened the car door, walked around to the front window, and gently scooped the rabbit up, placing him inside the hovercar.
Yun Yingzhi didn’t want Zhang Bo to know he’d gone to a mixer—or that he was wearing ill-fitting clothes—so he didn’t dare transform back into human form. Zhang Bo thought it was strange but said nothing. He only asked whether Young Master Yun wanted to sit in the front or the back.
After thinking about it, Yun Yingzhi pointed toward the back seat. He felt completely out of sorts and just wanted to curl up alone like a little white bunny in silent misery. Following his instructions, Zhang Bo placed him gently on the back seat. The little white rabbit faced the seatback with his back to the open air, curling himself into a tiny ball. He looked utterly pitiful.
Zhang Bo thought that something very bad must have happened to the little white rabbit yesterday. The small creature radiated an air of grievance from head to toe. He wanted to comfort him, but since he had no idea what had happened, he could only remain silent. The hovercar drove out of the underground parking lot and headed toward the Yun family estate.
Yun Yingzhi’s mind was a complete mess. On one hand, he felt the throbbing pain of a hangover; on the other, his body ached all over. He also tried hard to remember what had happened yesterday. He couldn’t recall anything he wanted to remember. However, the scenes that he didn’t want to remember replayed over and over in his mind—like the moment he tore off his own clothes by force.
And how he’d whined to Elvis in drunken anger, clinging to him while calling him “Brother,” and saying to him, “Brother, how can you call me by my full name? You have to call me Zhizhi!”
Zhizhi. For god’s sake. The little white rabbit’s body trembled. Shame and embarrassment flooded through him until he felt he could die on the spot. And then there was the worst part… He… Yeah. He’d slept with him. He’d slept with someone—with no memory of it at all.
Judging by how his clothes had been torn off, it seemed pretty clear that he had been the one who forced Elvis. Yun Yingzhi froze. This was—what even was this? He wanted to be angry, but it felt like Elvis had more right to be furious than he did. He was terrified that Elvis would come looking for him.
Nervous and uneasy, Yun Yingzhi sniffled, trying to hold himself together. He failed miserably. His tiny white rabbit eyes welled up, and fat tears rolled down his cheeks. After a few seconds, he wiped them away with his furry paws and forced himself to calm down.
He told himself that His Highness Elvis probably… wouldn’t care, right? He comforted himself again: if news spread that the noble prince had been overpowered and slept with, that would be humiliating, right? Besides—it had been the first time for him, but—but it was fine.
Yesterday was already over. As long as His Highness Elvis didn’t pursue the matter, the world would stay at peace. He figured that once he got home, he’d settle down, treat this as a brand-new beginning, and remind himself that everything that had happened yesterday was just an accident—one that wouldn’t affect his life at all. Theoretically, at least.
Also… if he’d been a girl, there could’ve been problems like pregnancy and such, but since he was a boy, there was absolutely nothing to worry about on that front. Compared to the worst possible scenario, this was… acceptable. And with that comparison, came a strange sort of comfort.
Yun Yingzhi wiped away his tears with his little paws and steadied himself. Seeing that he was upset, Zhang Bo deliberately sped up. Among everyone in the Yun family, no one doted on Yun Yingzhi more than Yun Yinghui. Zhang Bo thought that after dropping him off, he’d contact Yun Yinghui and tell him to console the little rabbit’s wounded heart.
Before long, the hovercar reached the Yun estate. The automatic gates slid open on both sides, and the car glided forward until it stopped before the villa. The little white rabbit still faced the seatback, sulking in silence. Zhang Bo opened the rear door and lifted him gently into his arms.
The little white rabbit sniffled, burying his head against Zhang Bo’s chest, making a pitiful, meaningless sound, “QAQ Da.”
The little white rabbit looked heartbreakingly sad. Zhang Bo looked at the little white rabbit’s adorable face and felt his heart melt. He carried the little white rabbit into the villa and saw Steward Zhang. He nodded to the steward and silently pointed to the small, withdrawn rabbit in his arms, using his eyes to express that Yun Yingzhi was in a terrible state.
Steward Zhang nodded. He and the others in the first-floor hall looked at Yun Yingzhi with deep sympathy. Zhang Bo carried Yun Yingzhi upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door. Yun Yingzhi sniffled, then immediately jumped down from Zhang Bo’s arms, his big, watery eyes staring up at him.
Zhang Bo said softly, “Second Young Master, I’ll take my leave then?” The little white rabbit nodded dejectedly.
Unable to resist, Zhang Bo crouched down and gently patted the rabbit’s soft fur before finally leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Once the door was shut, Yun Yingzhi transformed back into his human form and hurried to lock it.
Suddenly, there came a knock at the door. His whole body tensed. In an instant, he shifted back into his second form and asked in a childish voice, “Who is it?”
After a brief silence, a voice replied, “It’s me.” It was Yun Yingyao.
Yun Yingzhi thought for a moment and decided that now was definitely not a good time to see her. So he kept his second form and said in his small, crisp voice, “You shouldn’t talk while eating or sleeping. I need to catch up on sleep—don’t bother me.”
Outside the door, Yun Yingyao smacked the door hard before footsteps retreated down the hallway. She had left. Yun Yingzhi blinked his dark eyes and waited several seconds to make sure she was gone. Then he changed back into human form. He took off the stolen clothes that belonged to Elvis. After a moment of hesitation, he folded them neatly and hid them inside the wardrobe.
No—that wasn’t safe enough. What if someone found them? These clothes were stolen property—potential evidence of him assaulting Elvis. He cannot let anyone ever discover them. He pulled the clothes out from the wardrobe again and shoved them under the bed instead.
Still didn’t feel secure. After a pause, he started rummaging through the room, moving things around in a flurry until he finally managed to hide the clothes somewhere safe. So safe, in fact, that even he forgot where he’d hidden them.
Yun Yingzhi went into the bathroom to check his condition. When he looked in the mirror, he saw his body almost completely covered with marks. In the past, he wouldn’t have realized what they were, but now he knew—they were hickeys. Yun Yingzhi stared. He let out a heavy sigh and cursed silently. Was Elvis an animal? Did he have to bite him all over?
Even his little feet hadn’t been spared! Tears welled up in his eyes as he turned on the hot water and rinsed himself clean. Then, thinking better of it, he filled the tub with cold water and sat in it, trying to calm himself down. But even a cold bath couldn’t dispel his panic. He still felt completely overwhelmed.
After drying off, he slipped into his pajamas and lay down on the bed. Suddenly, his personal terminal chimed—a communication request. If it had been from anyone else, he would’ve ignored it. But since it was from Yun Yinghui, he instinctively accepted the call. And immediately regretted it. Why did I pick up?!
The holographic projection clearly showed Yun Yinghui was calling him in the middle of work. Yun Yinghui’s brow furrowed as he began to speak, his tone stern but gentle. “Zhizhi, if something’s bothering you, tell your brother.”
He was always like that—never scolding, never prying too hard. Instead, he tried to guide Yun Yingzhi with patience and warmth.
Yun Yingzhi sniffled pitifully and said, “Brother, A-Yao is too young to be in love!”
He decided to report her first before she could tattle again.
Yun Yinghui paused, the corners of his lips curving slightly. “Zhizhi, you’re still young too. You shouldn’t be in love either, understand?”
Yun Yingzhi nodded obediently and added, “I’ll listen to you, Brother. But you have to tell A-Yao the same thing—she’s not allowed to date either!”
Yun Yinghui sighed quietly and agreed, “Alright.”
“Brother, promise me you’ll tell her!” Yun Yingzhi emphasized.
“Mm.”
Hearing the promise, Yun Yingzhi immediately forgot all his earlier distress. Happiness bloomed around him like invisible flowers. In truth, growing up, it wasn’t just Yun Yingyao who liked to tattle. Yun Yingzhi was just as bad.
Yun Yinghui stayed with him on the call for half an hour, gently trying to coax him into talking about what had really happened recently. But Yun Yingzhi dodged every question. Before long, his eyelids grew heavy. He hadn’t slept well in days, and in mid-conversation, he fell asleep.
On the other end, Yun Yinghui watched him for a moment, then, because of work, disconnected the call.
Yun Yingzhi must have been truly exhausted, because he ended up sleeping the entire day. It wasn’t until 6 p.m. in the evening that Steward Zhang woke him up—he had to return to Fansa Academy. Fansa Academy only had one open day per month, and each open day lasted for two days.
Yun Yingzhi thanked the steward, hurriedly changed into his academy uniform, and rushed downstairs. Before he got into the hovercar, the steward handed him a lunchbox for the road. Feeling touched, Yun Yingzhi pressed his cheek against the steward’s in gratitude before climbing into the car that would take him back to school. He sat in the backseat and finished every bite of the food inside the lunchbox.
Before the 9 p.m. curfew, the hovercar stopped near the entrance of Fansa Academy. After saying goodbye to Zhang Bo, Yun Yingzhi quickened his pace toward the academy gates. On the way, he ran into several classmates who greeted him and walked with him toward the dorm area.
One of them brought up what had happened the previous night. The mention alone made Yun Yingzhi’s stomach twist. He really didn’t want to think about it. Worse yet, he could feel some of the students’ curious stares, a few of them looking almost suspicious. He caught snippets of whispering—phrases like “His Highness’s little bunny” or the “Cute Little Battle Rabbit” from the recently viral Yaoming Battle Arena clips.
Were those two little rabbits… really not him? Yun Yingzhi used every ounce of willpower he had to keep calm, not letting his expression crack—though, inside, he was already falling apart.
One of the students said, “Yingzhi, I remember you came yesterday too. Why did you leave so early?”
Yun Yingzhi thought to himself that he hadn’t left at all. In fact, he had been among the last of the students to go.
Feeling awkward, he forced a small smile, doing his best to stay composed as he lied, “Something urgent came up suddenly, so I had to leave early.”
Another student spoke up, “Oh right, Yingzhi, did you see His Highness Elvis’s little pet yesterday?”
Yun Yingzhi froze. What little pet, my ass?! That wasn’t a pet—it was a person! A real, living, breathing person!
The words hit him like a blow to the soul, but he still managed to keep his expression perfectly neutral, replying with just the right polite smile, “Unfortunately, no, I didn’t.” He paused, then instinctively repeated, “I left rather early yesterday—too bad I missed it.”
A female student sighed wistfully. “That’s such a shame. His Highness’s adorable little creature looked so much like your second form.”
Yun Yingzhi’s eyelid twitched. Outwardly, he kept his composure, doing his utmost not to lose it, and said smoothly, “It’s really unfortunate. It would’ve been nice to see it.” He even added a soft sigh for good measure. Two of the students were staring straight at him, clearly trying to read his expression and voice—to tell whether he was lying. Yun Yingzhi felt a chill run down his back, but he held the smile steady on his face.
Then another student exclaimed, “But wow, no wonder His Highness Elvis’s little baby was so amazing—seriously, super amazing!”
Yun Yingzhi blinked, his brain slowly producing a giant question mark. ? …Super amazing?
What on earth had he done that made this student speak in such awe? As he stood there, utterly lost, more students began chiming in, praising the little white rabbit’s performance that night. Yun Yingzhi stared blankly. ??? His mind filled with question marks. He had no idea what any of them were talking about.
“That was a battle rabbit!” one student exclaimed.
“The powerhouse of battle rabbits!” another added, voice full of admiration. Yun Yingzhi couldn’t say anything.
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