I Trained the Horror Boss Like a Dog - Chapter 2
In this competitive instance, my task was to win.
It was an elimination tournament—a series of fights between beasts.
The so-called beasts were slaves.
If a beast won, its master advanced. If the beast lost, its master was eliminated.
After losing in a competitive instance, the system would erase all of a player’s rewards and teleport them straight out.
I was different. If my beast lost, I would die as well.
Because I had already died during my previous mission.
A gigantic worm had swallowed me whole, leaving not even a single bone behind.
Perhaps because I still had a younger brother, the system had bent the rules to place me in this instance.
It promised that if I won, I could return to my original world.
In return, the system restricted some of my abilities and privileges, greatly increasing the difficulty of this instance.
That was why I had chosen Jiang Ge.
Danger also meant formidable strength.
Jiang Ge stood inside the house, looking left and right, fascinated by everything.
Even when he had been curled up in that cell, I had vaguely sensed how powerfully built he was.
Now that he was standing, his size was even more obvious.
I was nearly six feet tall, yet Jiang Ge’s frame was still a full size larger than mine.
The image of the iron bars in the cell, crushed and twisted by bare hands, suddenly flashed through my mind.
Pressing my lips together, I began considering how to make Jiang Ge obedient.
According to the shopkeeper, force didn’t work on him.
What about gentleness? Would that work?
The residence arranged by the system was fully equipped. It had not only a shower but also a small bathtub.
I beckoned Jiang Ge over, intending to let him bathe first.
He was far too dirty, covered in blood and grime as if he had just finished a fight and then rolled through a garbage heap. A peculiar rancid odor rose from his entire body.
I dipped my palm into the warm water and swirled it around, showing Jiang Ge through my actions that it wouldn’t hurt him.
Only after hesitating for a long while did he remove his rag-like clothes and sit in the tub.
“Wash yourself first. I’ll trim your hair afterward.”
I was about to leave when I saw Jiang Ge sitting motionless inside.
The bathwater seemed very comfortable. The moment he settled into it, his eyelids began to droop.
“Aren’t you going to wash?”
Jiang Ge didn’t respond. Instead, he turned his head aside.
Me: “…”
As I approached, he came fully awake and stared at me without blinking.
“Don’t be afraid. I’ll wash you.”
Tentatively, I touched his shoulder and scooped up warm water to pour over his arm.
Jiang Ge soon relaxed, his face filled with pleasure as he let me scrub him as though I were washing a dog.
When I pushed aside that mass of tangled, unruly hair, my breath caught.
A scar left by a beast’s claw ran across the bridge of his nose. It did nothing to diminish those striking features. Instead, it lent him a wildness that made my heart beat faster.
After a moment of astonishment, I looked away and continued my work.
Thanks to my experience bathing my little brother, it didn’t take long to wash Jiang Ge clean.
Now, only one thing remained…
He suddenly began to resist, but constrained by my hold, he didn’t dare struggle too violently.
Water splashed everywhere. I was soaked through, my hair clinging together in wet strands.
Drawing a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down.
I tightened my grip. Feeling threatened, Jiang Ge swallowed his anger and went still.
He glared viciously at me, as if he might pounce at any moment.
“I only want to wash you. I don’t mean to hurt you.”
“If you aren’t clean, you’ll dirty your new clothes.”
I slowed my speech and explained as gently as possible.
“All right?”
Jiang Ge didn’t answer, but his body gradually relaxed, expressing his attitude for him.
Water streamed downward. Looking at the scars left by the shackles rubbing against him, I faintly sensed something strange.
After finishing his bath, I secretly summoned the status screen and spent points to obtain Jiang Ge’s information.
Jiang Ge. Nineteen years old. One hundred and eighty-eight centimeters…
I read down the entries one by one.
Danger level… the highest possible: red.
Only an instance boss could have a red danger level.
So… I had bought the boss and brought him home?
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