Chapter 2 : “Should Good Guys Always Have a Gun to Their Head?”

“Come on!”

Ron stood on the bed, eyes shut tight, his face full of determination as he tried to sense any change within his body.

But after a long while…

His stomach let out a loud gurgle.

“It’s happening!”

“A disturbance in my dantian?!”

(Ron refers to the mythical energy core in the body often mentioned in cultivation stories.)

A gleam flashed in Ron’s eyes.

The next second—pfft!

Ron released a bit of gas from his body.

“Ah… it was just bloating after all…”

As the smell slowly began to envelop him, Ron awkwardly jumped off the bed.

Since there wasn’t any mysterious power awakening in his body…

Then it had to be a system!

“System!”

“Xiao Ai!”

“Siri!”

“Xiao Yi!”

Ron shouted out in his mind, trying to activate a non-existent system with sheer willpower.

After quite a while…

Ron slumped to the carpet, panting.

“Still no system?”

Not detecting any cheat ability left him feeling anxious.

“With this tragic backstory and the whole transmigration setup, I have to be the protagonist!”

“What’s going on here…?”

As he racked his brain.

A sudden flash of inspiration hit him!

“Right!”

“The engagement annulment!”

“Speaking of annulling an engagement, that reminds me of that story…”

Ron muttered as he reached for his chest.

Sure enough, he felt a pendant.

“Haha!”

“I was right!”

According to his memories, this was a gift from his younger brother, given on his birthday before the aptitude test.

With this pendant, everything made sense!

“You damn old fart—so you’re the one leeching my magic, huh!”

“Stop pretending to sleep! Come out here!”

Ron, filled with fury, started yelling threats at the pendant.

“I’ve been way too nice to you, huh?”

“If you don’t come out now, I’ll blast you into orbit!”

Even after quoting the legendary Shen Ying-ge’s iconic threats, the pendant in Ron’s hand remained completely unresponsive.

Clearly…

There was no pill-refining old grandpa sealed within it.

It was just a perfectly ordinary crystal pendant.

“Damn it.”

“Don’t mess with me like this!”

“After all that humiliation, shouldn’t I get some cheat power and steamroll my enemies?”

“What the hell is going on!”

Ron slumped dejectedly into a chair, his face full of frustration.

Just as he was beginning to question his entire existence.

A knock suddenly came from the door.

“Young Master Ron?”

“Are you still not up?”

That voice outside—like a nightingale’s song—instantly stirred something deep in Ron’s… brotherly genes.

He jumped to his feet in a panic and quickly straightened his clothes.

“Come in.”

Click.

The door opened with a soft sound.

Three maids walked in, carrying a set of formal attire in their hands.

“W-Wow, so pretty…”

Ron stared blankly at the three of them, his eyes practically glazing over.

Each of the maids had her own unique charm.

They might not qualify as heavenly beauties, but “super easy on the eyes” was an understatement.

Especially those maid outfits!

Unlike cosplay-style fetish wear, these were traditional British-style maid dresses—the kind that radiated elegance and poise befitting proper household staff.

The high-quality tailoring and dignified aesthetic made Ron—an extreme maid enthusiast—give them a big thumbs-up.

“Nice~”

“As expected of a noble household.”

“Even the servants are this easy to look at, ehehe~”

Ron was still admiring the view when,The lead maid walked directly up to him.

Whoosh!

To Ron’s horror, the maid reached out and pulled down his pants!

“HEY!!”

Ron yanked his pants back up, completely panicked.

His mind may have been full of pervy thoughts, but having a gorgeous girl he just met actually pull his pants down was far beyond what his teenage mind could handle!

Seeing Ron’s exaggeratedly red face and flustered reaction.

The maid looked genuinely confused.

“Young Master Ron?”

“Today is your coming-of-age banquet.”

“Many guests have already arrived.”

“If you don’t get dressed and make an appearance soon…”

“Madam is going to be very upset, you know?”

Seeing the maid’s completely calm and accustomed expression,Ron finally started to snap out of his shock.

Right.

He was now a noble heir who lived a pampered life, clothes brought to him, food served at his request.

To a modern-day person, this kind of personal service felt a bit… excessive.

But in this era—Being helped out of all your clothes by attendants wasn’t considered strange at all.

Realizing that, Ron let go of his death grip on the waistband of his pants.

Just as he finished mentally preparing himself.

Two of the maids gently lifted his arms to help him take off his shirt.

At the same time, the lead maid once again pulled down his pants!

The three maids worked in perfect sync, their hands practiced and efficient.

Ron didn’t even need to move; he just had to relax and let them handle everything.

And in no time, he was completely stripped.

“I’m begging you, little bro…”

“Even though it’s only my first day as your big brother…”

“Please… don’t stand up at a time like this!!”

Ron silently prayed, desperately trying to suppress his “new hardware” with sheer willpower.

Being stripped naked in front of beautiful girls was already embarrassing enough.

If something else stood at attention…

He’d never recover from it!

Ron tried everything to suppress it.

But anyone who’s been in a similar situation knows.

The more you try not to think about it, the worse it gets.

And so, as despair filled Ron’s eyes.

Blood began flowing to exactly where it shouldn’t have.

Fully engorged, his “new part” proudly completed its first salute.

“Oh god in heaven… just kill me now…”

Ron was on the verge of tears.

One of the kneeling maids was currently helping him into a new pair of trousers.

And the barrel of his “gun” was pointed directly at her forehead.

Could this be any more awkward?!

At that moment, Ron seriously wished for rocket boosters on his feet so he could escape this planet at light speed and drift into the void of space.

But to his shock ,The maid barely glanced at the “dark barrel” aimed at her and didn’t even flinch.

She calmly grasped Ron’s ankle and slid his leg into the pants.

Wait—she’s not even embarrassed?!

Ron’s pupils quaked with disbelief.

But after a brief moment of confusion.

It finally dawned on him:

It’s totally normal for guys to have that kind of… reaction in the morning.

This kind of “unexpected situation” was probably something they were already completely used to, right?

Realizing that, Ron didn’t feel quite as embarrassed anymore.

He needed to get used to the differences between this world and his own—

Or else he was bound to make a fool of himself again.

As Ron reflected on this, The maids finished helping him into his formal attire,

then began grooming and tidying up his appearance.

Ron already had excellent facial features and bone structure— firmly in the “handsome guy” category.

With the maids’ meticulous care, his entire demeanor elevated to the next level— he now looked like a full-fledged noble young master radiating aristocratic grace.

Once his hair and outfit were perfectly in place, the lead maid gave a slight bow and said:

“Young Master Ron,”

“Many guests have already arrived.”

“In particular, Sir Jon from the Phinip family…”

“And your fiancée, Lady Crasis.”

“Would you like to go and receive them?”

At those words, the smile on Ron’s face instantly vanished.