Runes • Rifles • Reincarnation
89. Dress-Up: Makeup

“Pfft!”

Biyu and Tian Li tried their hardest to suppress their laughter, but Li Xue had no such restraint.

“Ahahaha!” She doubled over, clutching her stomach before collapsing onto the floor, literally rolling with laughter. “Oh my gosh! Ahaha! That’s sooo funny!”

That was all it took. The other two finally broke, their failed composure crumbling into a chorus of howling laughter.

Jin Shu, however, was not amused.

He stared at his reflection in the watery mirror he had summoned, his expression dark.

The face looking back at him was a mockery of his once-handsome features. Tian Li had promised that her makeup skills were top-notch and that he would be unrecognizable when she was done.

She was right.

Too right.

His skin was ghostly white, his forehead somehow neon pink, and a mysterious black liquid trailed from the corners of his eyes like dark, tragic tears.

He sighed. Covering his hand with a thin film of water, he rubbed his face vigorously. When he pulled his hand away, his natural handsomeness was restored.

The water, however, had turned into something... unnatural. A swirling rainbow mess, like unicorn puke.

With a flick of his wrist, he sent the strange liquid flying out the nearest window.

Turning back to Tian Li, he had several choice words lined up—only to falter when he saw her radiant face, still glowing with laughter.

His irritation melted instantly.

“…Let’s leave the makeup for now,” he muttered instead.

The three women nodded between giggles—then immediately burst into laughter again.

It took half a day for the three of them to stop laughing long enough to catch their breath.

“Aha… we can get my master to fix your makeup later,” Tian Li wheezed, clutching her chest as she struggled to recover. “She should be better… hopefully. But first, we need to change, so could you wait outside?”

“Why does he have to wait outside?” Li Xue asked, tilting her head. “Can’t he just stay here? Don’t we need him to tell us if we’re wearing these correctly?” She held up a pair of underwear, inspecting it like it was some foreign artifact—which to her, it was.

Then, without missing a beat, she began to disrobe again.

Jin Shu’s breath hitched as she casually shrugged off her thin inner robe. Then, reaching down, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her light inner pants and started pulling them down.

His eyes tracked her movements.

She had only tugged them partway when Biyu lunged, grabbing her wrist in a panic.

“You can’t!” she nearly screamed.

Li Xue blinked at her. “Why not?”

Biyu’s face flushed. “What about your modesty? It’s indecent!”

“What modesty? What indecency?” Li Xue asked, tilting her head in genuine confusion. “Isn’t he our husband? We can’t show our husband our bodies?”

“We haven’t married him yet!” Biyu shot back, exasperated.

Li Xue’s ears perked up. “We? Yet?” Her lips curled into a mischievous grin. “So you agree we’ll both marry him?”

Jin Shu’s heart skipped a beat. He turned to Biyu, waiting for her answer.

She met his gaze. He offered her a small, reassuring smile.

He could see the storm of emotions flashing across her face—uncertainty, hesitation, contemplation—before, finally, they settled into something firmer.

Determination.

“I don’t know if we will both marry him,” Biyu said slowly. Then, with a deep breath, she straightened her spine and declared, “But I will.”

Her voice carried a certainty, a finality that sent a pleasant warmth through Jin Shu’s chest.

He opened his mouth to say something—

Then froze mid-motion.

Because at that exact moment, Li Xue, now free from Biyu’s grip, finished pulling her pants off.

She stood proudly in nothing but her dudou, completely bare from the waist down.

Jin Shu’s mind blanked.

This wasn’t his other self’s first time seeing a naked woman.

But it was his first time.

And the sight stunned him speechless.

“You crazy bitch!” Biyu spun around, shouting as she threw herself in front of Jin Shu, blocking his view.

“What?” Li Xue blinked at her, unfazed. “You said we’ll marry him, so it’s fine.”

“I did not say that!”

“You said you know you will, and I know I will, so it’s the same.”

“How is that the same!?”

“Okay, stop arguing, you two,” Tian Li called out from the side.

Jin Shu glanced toward her—then froze again.

At some point—while he was distracted—Tian Li had already changed.

She stood in the corner, clad only in her newly crafted underwear. Without her dudou, her toned midsection was fully exposed, her long legs drawing his gaze. His eyes lingered on her curves, the smooth expanse of her waist leading to her plump bottom, barely contained by the thin fabric.

Jin Shu gulped so hard he nearly swallowed his tongue.

His gaze continued upward. Even with her own custom-made bra, her breasts strained against the fabric. The size was slightly off—likely due to this being her first time making one.

With a deep red blush dusting her cheeks, Tian Li turned to him, bravely showing herself off.

“I-Is this right? Am I wearing the bra and… um, what was it…? Panties, right?” She asked hesitantly.

Jin Shu didn’t trust himself to speak. He simply nodded, his wide eyes never leaving her.

Then—

Ah!

A sharp scream snapped his attention away from Tian Li.

He turned—

And was stunned for a third time.

“Green… smooth…” he mumbled, his mind grinding to a halt.

Only two things registered.

A jade-green, tangled forest.

And a smooth, white plain.

His brain short-circuited. He couldn't process anything beyond that.

Then the sobbing reached him.

Blinking rapidly, he tore his gaze upward—and his stomach dropped.

Biyu stood trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks, her entire body shaking with suppressed emotion.

“I… I’m sorry, Biyu…” Li Xue stammered, her confidence crumbling. “I… I didn’t mean it…”

“I… hate… you…!” Biyu choked out between sobs.

Then—

All hell broke loose.

Biyu lunged, her Qi erupting in a violent wave that shook the wooden walls and sent scraps of fabric flying through the room.

Li Xue barely had time to react before—

Crack!

Biyu’s open palm slapped her across the face.

Li Xue’s head snapped to the side with a forceful whip. The sound echoed through the room, making Jin Shu’s breath catch.

For a single, terrifying moment, he thought her neck had broken, with the violent motion.

Then, slowly, Li Xue turned back, blinking in shock.

Jin Shu rushed forward.

This needed to stop—before whatever it was spiraled further out of control.

Tian Li rushed forward alongside him. Without hesitation, they each grabbed one of the girls—Jin Shu pulling Biyu back while Tian Li dragged Li Xue off to the side.

Biyu’s body trembled, her sobs making her shudder violently. She turned into Jin Shu’s chest, clutching the fabric of his dress with a white-knuckled grip.

“Y-You saw it, didn’t you!?” she wailed.

Jin Shu froze.

How was he supposed to respond to that?

Reassure her.

His eldest soul spoke up, offering an unhelpfully vague suggestion.

How? he asked back frantically.

I don’t know, just do something!

Jin Shu scrambled for words. Then, before he could second-guess himself, they tumbled from his lips.

“I saw how gorgeous your natural beauty is.” He forced a laugh, trying to make it sound lighthearted. “Is that what you’re asking about?”

Inside his mind, his two other souls facepalmed in unison.

What the hell was this idiot saying?

And yet—somehow, by some miracle—it worked.

Biyu’s body stopped shaking. She slowly lifted her tear-streaked face, staring at him with an expression of pure confusion.

“What…?”

Jin Shu pushed forward. “I’m stunned by your beauty every time I see you,” he said, speaking honestly now. “The three of you are the most beautiful women I’ve seen in any of my lives.” He paused. “That’s a weird thing to say, but it’s true.”

His voice softened.

“And… I love each of you. So it pains me to see you fighting.” He glanced at Li Xue, who was rubbing her cheek but otherwise looked more amused than remorseful. “She’s just a little mischievous—she didn’t mean to hurt you. So… can you forgive her?”

Silence.

He looked around.

Tian Li and Li Xue had clearly overheard—both were staring at him, expressions unreadable.

“You love all three of us?” Tian Li finally asked, voice slow with curiosity. “Am I included in that?”

Since he’d already spoken from the heart, he didn’t hesitate.

“Of course! You’re my goddess.”

Tian Li blinked. “Goddess?”

“Goddess?” Biyu repeated, her grip tightening as she pinched his waist.

Li Xue, unbothered by the previous slap, tilted her head in thought. “It’s her massive boobs, isn’t it?” she mused, then—before anyone could stop her—she reached out and lifted Tian Li’s breasts.

Tian Li slapped her hands away.

Her chest bounced slightly from the impact—Jin Shu’s gaze reflexively followed.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!” he yelped as a sharp pinch on his waist snapped him back to the half-naked woman still clinging to him.

“Goddess?” Biyu repeated, narrowing her eyes.

“Misspeak! It was a misspeak!” Jin Shu corrected hastily. “Each of you is a goddess! Tian Li is the Goddess of Beauty, Li Xue is the Goddess of… Mischievousness, and you are the Goddess of Purity.”

Biyu blinked. “Purity?”

Something in the word struck a chord in her. Her expression shifted, contemplative, and for the briefest moment, Jin Shu swore her eyes flashed a bright green before she closed them.

He rubbed his sore waist and glanced toward Tian Li and Li Xue.

Tian Li stood with a faint blush, whispering something under her breath. Meanwhile, Li Xue—still half-naked—was crouched on the floor, rummaging through the scattered fabric and embroidery tools.

Jin Shu’s eyes flicked downward, mesmerized by the way her hips swayed as she moved. A memory stirred—back in the Jin Manor’s training hall, when she had pressed his hand against her bottom. He wondered if the sensation would be the same now.

He forced his gaze away.

“What are you looking for?” he asked.

“Biyu sent everything flying, so I’m looking for our underwe—oh! Found it!”

She stood abruptly, holding up two bras and two pairs of panties. “Here, take these.”

She handed a set to Tian Li, then reached behind her back to untie her dodou. The red silk slipped down her body, pooling at her feet.

Jin Shu’s gaze followed the fabric’s descent—passing over her perky bust, her smooth stomach, lingering on her thighs before finally settling on her small feet.

“Do you like what you’re seeing?”

The voice came from somewhere close. Too close.

He barely processed it before answering, “Yeah.”

A sharp huff sounded against his chest.

Jin Shu looked down—and froze once more.

Biyu had stepped back. Her entirely bare form was now in full view.

His brain stalled, but one thing was immediately clear: without clothes, her bust was noticeably larger. Still not at Tian Li’s size, but enough to make Li Xue’s seem even smaller in comparison.

And Li Xue definitely noticed.

“Ah! How’d they get bigger?!”

She stepped forward, now clothed in a bra and panties, holding out Biyu’s set. She barely spared a glance at Biyu’s face—her eyes locked onto her chest instead.

Again, before anyone could react, Li Xue reached out and gave them an experimental squeeze.

Jin Shu braced himself, expecting another explosive outburst.

But it never came.

Instead, Biyu let Li Xue do as she pleased. Then, in a tender motion, she lifted her hand and brushed her fingers against Li Xue’s swollen cheek.

“I’m sorry,” Biyu murmured.

Li Xue’s ears twitched in surprise. “No, it was my fault. I shouldn’t have pulled your pants down.”

Biyu cupped Li Xue’s chin, tilting her face upward. Slowly, she leaned in.

Their lips met.

Li Xue’s eyes widened, but she didn’t pull away.

The kiss lasted only a moment before Biyu withdrew, a thin string of saliva still connecting them.

“W-w-why…?” Li Xue stammered.

Biyu gently tapped her open palm against Li Xue’s cheek. Instinctively, Li Xue flinched—expecting another slap—but there was no pain.

Instead, she reached up and touched her cheek. The swelling was completely gone.

“My physique finally had its first awakening,” Biyu said simply.

Jin Shu raised his brow.

“…And you need to kiss to activate it?” Li Xue asked.

“No,” Biyu replied, amused. “I just need to touch you. But you did want a kiss before, so I figured I owed you compensation for the slap.”

Li Xue blinked, her ears twitching, before a sly grin spread across her face.

Before she could say anything, Tian Li approached, holding their dresses. “Alright, let’s get dressed before my room gets completely destroyed.”

Li Xue spun around, still grinning mischievously. “I bet you’re jealous that I got a kiss from Biyu! But don’t worry—I’ll give you a kiss too… You just have to let me feel your boobs again.”

Tian Li hesitated for a split second. Then, with a deadpan expression, she tossed the pink minidress at Li Xue, hitting her square in the face.

“Put it on,” she said flatly.

Li Xue huffed, peeling the fabric away, while Tian Li handed Biyu the black and green kimono dress.

“Thank you, Senior Sister.” Biyu smiled, slipping her panties over her legs before taking the dress.

Tian Li’s gaze lingered on Biyu’s half-covered chest for a moment. Then she motioned for her to turn around.

Biyu obeyed, and Tian Li stepped in, securing the straps of her bra with practiced efficiency, even though it was her first time encountering these clothes she was a natural.

Jin Shu heaved a sigh as he stepped out of Tian Li’s room. The whirlwind of excitement inside had shaved a few years off his life—or at least it felt that way. Fortunately, as a Core Realm cultivator, he had centuries to spare.

He turned, three breathtaking women followed.

Biyu stepped out first, her black-and-green kimono dress flowing with every movement. The long butterfly sleeves fluttered like wings, and with each step, the hem bounced just enough to be dangerous.

Jin Shu made a mental note: She is absolutely not wearing this outside the sect.

If any man so much as glimpsed her in it, they’d go insane. No, this dress was for his eyes only.

He nodded to himself, satisfied.

Next came Li Xue, her pink minidress clinging to her like a jealous lover. The fabric accentuated every curve, highlighting her long, toned legs.

Unlike Biyu, she might actually wear this outside.

Jin Shu frowned. That would be a problem. In a modern society, it wouldn’t matter. But here? In a world ruled by the strong—especially this close to the southern region—it was never wise to draw undue attention.

His thoughts scattered the moment Tian Li stepped through the doorway.

She moved like a goddess descended to earth.

Her deep-red qipao wrapped around her like a second skin, embroidered with fairies and soaring phoenixes that seemed to dance with each step. The high slit along her leg offered teasing glimpses of smooth, porcelain skin, making even the air around her take on an almost ethereal glow.

Jin Shu could stand here all day just watching her.

And he would have—if not for his two other selves urging him to move.

It didn’t take long before they arrived at Chen Ai Yun’s residence. They made their way to her study, where she and Sun Mei’er were teaching Yin’er.

As they stepped inside, the three turned to stare at them with varying expressions.

Chen Ai Yun looked mildly confused. Yin’er’s face lit up with joy at seeing her dad. And Sun Mei’er—

Sun Mei’er burst into laughter.

“Ahaha!” She doubled over, clutching her stomach. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes as she struggled to breathe. “What are you wearing?!”

Jin Shu faked a cough, doing his best to mask his embarrassment.

“They’re women’s clothes,” he explained, adjusting his outfit. “I wanted to explore the sect without drawing attention.”

Sun Mei’er wiped at her eyes. “I’ve never seen that style before, but I like it.”

“It’s the fashion he’s been teaching Tian Li about,” Chen Ai Yun supplied helpfully.

“Oh.” Sun Mei’er nodded in understanding before smirking. “But wouldn’t a simple robe and veil attract far less attention?”

Jin Shu blinked.

She blinked back.

“…You didn’t think of that, did you?” she asked.

“…No,” he admitted.

She grinned. “And now you’re too embarrassed to change?”

He refused to answer. Instead, he turned to Chen Ai Yun. “Aunt Chen, could you help with my makeup? I need to look more feminine.”

“Wasn’t Tian Li handling that?”

“She’s… a much better designer than a makeup artist.”

Chen Ai Yun tilted her head curiously.

“She’s terrible at applying makeup,” Li Xue chimed in, earning a sharp glare from Tian Li. She merely shrugged and pulled out a smooth white jade. “Look at this!”

The jade flickered with soft light before an image appeared on its surface—Jin Shu, with white cheeks, a pink forehead, and black streaks running down his eyes.

Sun Mei’er howled with laughter. Chen Ai Yun covered her mouth but failed to suppress her amusement. Even Yin’er climbed onto her chair to peek at the image, then at her dad, then back at the image.

“…That ugly person is my Daddy?” she asked innocently.

That sent everyone—except Jin Shu—into another fit of laughter.

Jin Shu swore he even heard a faint, robotic chuckle inside himself. But when he focused, the sound was gone.

Meanwhile, Li Xue grinned and wrapped her arms around Sun Mei’er in an exaggerated hug. “Thank you for giving me this, Momma!”

Then, as if she thought no one was watching, she not-so-discreetly handed Sun Mei’er two other white jades.

Jin Shu considered asking what they were.

Then he thought better of it.

He really didn’t want to know.

Sun Mei’er hugged Li Xue back, running a hand over her head like she was petting a small kitten.

“Anything for my adorable little daughter,” she cooed.

Li Xue leaned into the touch, rubbing her head against Sun Mei’er’s hand with the contentment of a well-fed cat.

Jin Shu half expected her to start purring.

“How was it?” Sun Mei’er asked, still stroking Li Xue’s hair. “Did you three make any progress?”

Li Xue nodded—then shook her head.

Before Jin Shu could listen in, Chen Ai Yun stepped up beside him.

“Come with me,” she said. “I’ll apply some techniques to make you look more feminine. Unless you’d rather take your mother’s advice and wear a veil?”

Jin Shu sighed. “This is the first and last time I’ll dress up as a woman—so let’s go all out.”

Chen Ai Yun nodded approvingly and led him out, leaving the other women to their conversation.

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