Translator: 549690339
What does it mean to say things like ‘suddenly everything is clear’, ‘bright prospects after painful struggles’, ‘there is the East; she is the sun’…
Why does it sound so profound?
Steve Burton feels a throbbing headache that is starting to become unbearable.
In his heart, he has a burning desire to gouge out Mr. Octo’s wandering eyes.
Mr. Octo, completely oblivious to the danger in store for his eyes, can’t seem to get enough of ogling Ruby Gregory and is even passionately lavishing praises laced with artistic flair upon her in front of Burton, who is brimming with murderous intent, “Never before have I seen such a perfect woman. Her height, just right – a tad bit more and she’d be too tall, any less and she’d be too short. Exquisite eyes, pretty as a picture. She’s a kind of beauty that can carry both heavy and light makeup perfectly well.”
Upon hearing Mr. Octo’s remarks, it seems Maya Mitchell called out Ruby Gregory. Ruby turned her head slightly, smiling gently at Maya.
Mr. Octo on seeing this scene, had his eyes light up in an unthinkable excitement. Stirred up, he picked up his glass of alcohol and downed it in one gulp, then focused his gaze back towards Ruby on the dance floor, his voice trembling slightly due to the intensity of his emotions, “Her charming glance, a hundred beauties born…the surroundings are overshadowed by her glowing beauty…She is a rare beauty, a rare beauty indeed!”
Each time Mr. Octo showered Ruby with another classic quote intended to describe a beautiful woman, Steve felt not just a headache, but his stomach, heart, and lungs also started aching. Upon hearing Mr. Octo exclaiming ‘a rare beauty’ for the second time, Steve could feel his whole body pricked with throbbing aches, as if he was punctured with countless needles.
Before Steve could shake off the discomfort, Mr. Octo once again started singing praises for Ruby. Only this time, he directed them at Steve, “She truly has no flaws at all. With a look at other beauties, you can always find some imperfections, but she makes one marvel at her more and more. This means, she’s one in a hundred, no, one in ten thousand…” After some deliberation, Mr. Octo decided to use a different term, “She’s a once in a lifetime beauty, don’t you think so, Mr. Burton?”
Steve stared at Ruby dancing in the middle of the dance floor. Hearing Mr. Octo’s final demand for confirmation, a slight smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, his reply casual and relaxed, “Is that so?”
Steve’s offhand tone made Mr. Octo feel as if his goddess was being slighted, which stirred a trickle of anger within him. He finally managed to tear his gaze off Ruby and directed it towards Steve, earnestly raised his hand, pointed at Ruby, and sought confirmation again: “I was referring to that beauty, the one so beautiful, she topples the city. Am I right?”
In the split-second when Mr. Octo turned his head to look at him, Steve had already taken his eyes off Ruby..