Everyday Life of a Dom Boyfriend

Translated by Neirith

Episode Nine – Let’s Build Our House (2)

Before Xia Zhi had time to passionately express his dissatisfaction towards Magician, he heard the other say, “But you do require follow up.”

He retorted angrily, “Then do I have AIDS? Or syphilis?”

“Neither. Genital herpes.”

“What? You’re lying!” Xia Zhi right at Magician’s solemn face, slowly becoming more and more disconcerted as he asked fearfully, “Are you joking?”

Magician nodded with a sigh, “Yeah, I’m joking.”

“…”

Finally, Ye Qia couldn’t handle it anymore and liaised, “Stop playing around with him. When you hit a dog, you need to think about your reputation.”

With some regrets, Magician stated, “There aren’t any major issues, only minor ones.”

Xia Zhi asked hurriedly, “What is it?”

“Hemorrhoids.”

Xia Zhi was slow on the uptake and stammered, “Are you sure? But I normally feel okay.”

“The results don’t lie.” Magician took the report and happily flipped them, pointing at one corner. “It’s on the inside and it’s not small. Didn’t you feel it?”

“No, never.” Xia Zhi peered at Ye Qia at a loss. “Did you know this?”

Ye Qia replied calmly, “Yes.”

Xia Zhi widened his eyes, “Yes? You did? You saw it? You saw it and still did me?”

Ye Qia replied with an incomprehensible expression, “What’s the big deal? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

Xia Zhi felt his world had crumbled. He dejectedly threw himself into the corner and placed his head on the wall, leaning on it as he mumbled to himself, “Why do I have hemorrhoids? I obviously have a very attractive anus…”

Magician was beside himself with laughter, slapping the table as he howled, “You even thought you had a perfect anus! You, hemorrhoid anus! Rapid Fire King and hemorrhoid anus, what a perfect combo!”

Xia Zhi hatefully glared at Magician, who was taking joy in others’ misfortunes. After a short period of time, he asked angrily under his breath, “Do I need treatment?”

“Of course. If you don’t want them to continue to grow.” Magician’s face immediately became serious. “I heard you are especially fond of sleeping with Ye Qia? Not bad, I’ll rue the day you stain the sheets with blood…”

“Enough! Shut up!” Xia Zhi loudly shouted as he pointed a finger at Magician. After the short burst of courage, he instantly withered and said in a small voice, “Do I need surgery?”

“Yeah, cut it out.”

“Does it hurt?”

“What do you think?”

“…”

Xia Zhi looked towards Ye Qia and asked, “Do you have them?”

“Nope.” Ye Qia turned his gaze away from the report. “Everything’s normal. I’m a healthy boy.”

Xia Zhi remained unconvinced. “That can’t be right? You don’t have even the tiniest of hemorrhoids?”

“I do physical labor, exercise, and eat right all year round.” After a short pause, he increased his volume, “And I don’t drink coffee or eat meat!”

“…”

Xia Zhi was met with an incredible feeling of desolation. His life prior to meeting Ye Qia seemed to have been spiraling off the beaten path. Was it too turn around?

“Why didn’t I have one before I met you?!” Xia Zhi unfairly blamed him, “It must be because of you!”

“Oh, this must’ve existed long ago.” Magician interrupted, “I, for one, still believe in Your Majesty’s abilities.”

“How would you know?”

“Cause I’ve tried them.”

“…”

Between Magician’s carefree appearance and Ye Qia’s indifferent look, Xia Zhi died sullenly. If these two were ex-lovers, then he might have had grounds to be upset. But these two had only “sacrificed themselves in the name of art,” so he had nowhere to place his anger.

Once he settled his mind, he recalled memories of pain and said, “I won’t do it.”

“Oh.” Magician was disappointed. “You really won’t? In the future, when you use the toilet, it’ll hurt! And you’ll have blood in your stools! You’ll bleed during sex! Blood will flow while you…”

Without daring to hear the rest, Xia Zhi ran away in fright. When Ye Qia caught up to him, he was gloomily watching the other, annoyed. After thinking for a while, he suddenly uttered something completely unrelated. “I want to buy a house.”

“Huh?” Ye Qia blinked. “What kind of house?”

“I don’t always want to rent.” Xia Zhi said drearily, “It’s not the same as having your own.”

“Oh.” Ye Qia stayed quiet for a while before he continued casually, “What location?”

“Around where we currently live. I think it’s good.”

“Sure.”

“Let’s put down both of our names.”

“Okay.”

“… Can you support me? It’s too expensive, I don’t have enough savings.”

“Okay.”

As Xia Zhi looked upon Ye Qia’s placid face, he couldn’t help but ask, “You actually have a lot of houses, don’t you?”

“They’ve all been sold.”

Ye Qia’s response was somewhat unexpected, so he asked, “Why? Houses are so valuable.”

“The only house that I want under my name is my home.” This response made Xia Zhi’s nose feel a little sour. He was prepared to feel moved when Ye Qia continued, “Also, I don’t like to speculate in real estate. It’s too troublesome. Better off to invest it in a financial institution. I have a client who works in the field and helps me with my finances for free. Besides, a few of my clients gifted me homes with the idea of using it for themselves. They’re in rural locations, so renting it out is hard, and the prices won’t rise, so it’s better to sell.”

After staying silent for a while, Xia Zhi pulled Ye Qia’s collar and said fiercely, “Can’t you be romantic for even a little bit? Even a few seconds?!”

“How about I exchange your romance for a cup of coffee?” Ye Qia asked collectedly.

Xia Zhi decisively replied, “Deal.”

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Neirith: Xia Zhi selling his soul for a cup of coffee.