Andrew: "!!" I only just agreed to participate! The clothes have already been made for me!?
Especially when the despondent Andrew saw the comments section, he felt even more hopeless—
【Andrew! That's right, a single spark can start a prairie fire! You are that star who might be cannon fodder every time, but is absolutely indispensable!】
You guys are the Iron Triangle for life! You three little hamsters must stay together forever! Yes, I'm talking about you, Andrew Steve Hamster—you better not fall behind! It wasn't easy for everyone to work together to pull you up!
[This is killing me! Andrew, you are the brightest star among the STEVEs.]
【The title of the shining star of the hamster world belongs to you alone. Why do we love watching you being forced to dance so much? Hahaha!】
[Cheer loudly! Let's go, the new STAR!]
[Production Team: Keep making those wishes! If I don't make them come true, you can call me a loser!]
【Suddenly moved [wiping tears. gif], is this the moment democracy triumphs over capital?】
The Tragic Reality of Andrew: ".." Andrew's life was being toyed with in the palm of netizens' hands.
"Didn't you say you weren't going to participate?" Peter couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the powerless Andrew.
Expressionless Andrew: ".." You know very well that netizens call me a [Modern Death Eater].
—What do you mean by [Modern Suicide Squad]?
—That means if Young Master Finn wants you to suffer a social death, you must dive into it without hesitation.
Everything had been arranged by Finn Osborn, so Andrew could only don the brand-new Hamster Mascot suit and start dancing with Peter and Finn. By comparison, his movements appeared exceptionally clumsy and weak; the harder he tried, the more heartbreaking it looked.
Beside them, Steve Montgomery and Matt struggled to hold back their laughter throughout the entire process.
Can you guys leave?" Andrew looked at his two troublesome friends, sweating profusely. His tone toward Steve Montgomery and Matt was exceptionally casual, even carrying a hint of displaced anger, "I don't need to film this kind of behind-the-scenes footage. Even if you do film it, I will absolutely, positively never release it.
It doesn't matter. Just consider it a commemoration of my dear cousin breaking through his limits once again," Matt said with an indifferent smile. "I think saving a video like this would be very meaningful.
As soon as he heard Matt deliberately say [dear cousin], Andrew got goosebumps all over.
We're not in sync either." Andrew watched the playback Matt had filmed and said dejectedly, "I'm clearly the one dragging you down.
What does it matter? It's all about that 'two drags one' vibe," Montgomery said understandingly. "It's not like anyone said every single hamster has to be lively and full of energy. Who knows, maybe modern people can relate more to a 'lying flat' rat like you, who just wants to stay still but is forced to get up and perform for business.
Besides, gap moe is all the rage right now." Matt also nodded quickly, pointing his finger at the two hamsters belonging to Peter and Finn, who were dancing with boundless energy, then pointed at Andrew's hamster, which was so clumsy it was always a beat behind. "It's all about that visible contrast. Just keep maintaining your own style.
Andrew Damon, who repeatedly braves the track of social death: ".." Thanks, I don't feel comforted at all.
"It's getting late, so let's end today's line dance practice here." Harry said indifferently, standing at the entrance of the dance studio.
Alright." Finn nodded, also slightly out of breath, "Actually, we've practiced enough for today.
"You guys should head back early too." Harry then looked at Peter, who had barely used any energy, Andrew, who was on the verge of collapsing to the ground.
Who exactly are you telling to go home early?" Andrew leaned in and whispered into Peter's ear, "It's so hard to guess.
Peter: ".." Andrew, you've even learned how to be sarcastic now.
Montgomery and Matt, who also knew that Finn and Peter were dating, watched from the side, snickering to themselves.
Ever since he was caught coming out of Finn's room by Harry that day, Spider-Man had clearly felt—
Harry was like a shadow now, watching him every night to make sure he came home early.
Harry did indeed say that he wouldn't interfere in the romantic lives of his brother and his best friend.
But—
Under the pressure of this cold gaze, Peter didn't even dare to enter Finn's room.
But where there are policies, the little Spider-Man has his counter-strategies.
When night fell, Peter still secretly climbed through the window to find Finn, for kisses, hugs, being lifted high.
Their breaths intertwined, so sticky they simply couldn't be separated.
Finn was right; the term of their contract relationship was only one month. Peter had even gone to the trouble of playing a little trick, intentionally calculating 31 days instead of 30, thinking he could steal one more day this way.
But even so, every day they spend together is one day less.
The two had just entered a relationship and were in the height of their passionate romance, wishing they could stick together twenty-four hours a day and couldn't bear to be apart for even a moment. Moreover, their physical attraction was met with physical satisfaction; they were passionate, compatible, full of a desire to explore one another.
The joy in his heart collided with his physical longing; the closer they got, the less he wanted to let go.
Secretly meeting through the window behind her boyfriend's brother's back—
Young people are just like that; the more taboo, the more exciting, the more addictive it is.
Peter really felt that Finn possessed a kind of magic that made him addicted.
He would feel that Finn was soft, sweet, fragrant; Peter always loved holding him, his nose brushing against his soft hair, warm cheeks, delicate neck.
He especially loved the way Finn leaned in with a smile, his eyes curving into crescents, his blue eyes brimming with shimmering light, as he tilted his head back without reservation to kiss his lips—a kiss that was gentle yet passionate, direct and open.
Finn had always maintained an attitude of curiosity and anticipation toward "negative distance relationships" in romance, Peter was more than happy to try things out bit by bit with Finn. Although Finn's physical condition and stamina couldn't last "all night long," Peter was happy to follow Finn's rhythm, finding ways to satisfy his beloved's requests—
If they couldn't go "all night long," then they would go "every single night."
Moreover, there was progress every day.
Peter also quietly discovered a little secret that only he knew:
Although Finn doesn't blush or feel shy, his thoughts are straightforward, his outward expression is equally candid and direct.
But the young man's skin was so fair it was almost translucent, under the intimate touch, a faint shade of crimson would rise.
It attracted Peter to tenderly kiss every inch of his skin—his neck, collarbone, waist, the tops of his thighs..
Especially on Finn's smooth and slender back, where two scars remained from the genetic intervention surgery, Peter would always be exceptionally gentle, his kisses falling slowly from top to bottom. Spider-Man's slightly rough fingertips lightly brushed the edges of the scars; every touch would cause Finn's back to tremble slightly, like the fluttering of butterfly wings, delicate and sensitive.
Furthermore, Peter also discovered a strange streak of stubbornness in Finn:
Even when he was screaming in pain in his heart, he always stubbornly insisted on being tough and refused to say anything.
"Just say if it hurts," Peter couldn't help but urge him. He didn't need Finn's people-pleasing personality to be used in a situation like this.
You're so slow," Finn said, frowning. "It's not like I can't endure it.
"It's because you're so slow every single time that I can't hold out for long." Then, Finn added with a hint of dissatisfaction, his tone even carrying a touch of righteous complaining.
Peter Parker, barely holding it together: "??" Who am I doing all this for!?
Finn remained uninhibited, even taking the initiative to reach out and hook his arms around Peter's neck, kissing the corner of his lips as a flush spread across his bare skin. Yet those emerald eyes, bright as gemstones, gazed at Peter with blunt intensity, he even gave Peter's lower back a gentle nudge with his heel, urging him with excitement, "Hurry up, a little more, I can do this."
Peter looked at his candid and eager appearance, feeling both exasperated and amused.
Only one precise adjective popped into his mind—[both incompetent and addicted to the thrill].
.. You'd better remember what you're saying right now.
Peter, who had been teased to the limit, took a deep breath and straightened his back, his hands gripping Finn's waist, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.
So, in a corner that was no longer being watched—
Every single night being blocked—System PP: [..]
System PP suddenly gained a profound understanding of Finn's previous words regarding the personal experience of being blocked every single night in the Little White Room.
—Is this also the system's fate?
Whenever Finn was around, the world was always noisy, vibrant, lively.
Now that it suddenly couldn't hear the Host's voice, System PP actually felt a bit out of place.
However, System PP wanted to follow what his host, Finn, had said—that this should be something he must get used to as a system, after all, this was only the first step in his career as a rookie system.
System PP actually felt a bit sorry for his noisy Host.
He clearly loves excitement, yet since his creation, he has only been able to have one-on-one conversations with a hundred different hosts. If he spent even half his time locked in the Little White Room, he would have been driven crazy by boredom.
System PP thought of Finn's experience of being locked in the Little White Room by a hundred hosts; it was no wonder he wanted to get revenge on his system now, but—
[Host, are you crying??]
Having been released from the Little White Room, System PP looked in disbelief at Finn, who was brushing his teeth in the mirror with red-rimmed eyes.
“Huh? No, I didn't,” Finn immediately countered reflexively, looking a bit like he was trying to cover his tracks.
"If Peter Parker gets out of line, you must firmly speak up to stop him. Peter Parker is only eighteen; he is young and lacks a sense of gravity." System PP spoke up immediately, even inwardly sneering at Peter.
"But.. I asked for it myself," Finn said softly after a brief hesitation.
System PP: 【..】 Host, you really are bad at this yet still love the thrill.
"Host, you should maintain a proper distance from Peter Parker." System PP finally couldn't help but remind him.
Why?" Finn asked curiously. "Aren't we dating?
[Host, you are in a contracted romantic relationship. Do you still want to have a peaceful breakup with Peter in a month?] System PP maintained an exceptionally clear logic; he could clearly sense that the Host had already fallen too deep into this relationship.
Finn fell silent; he couldn't answer that question either.
Because both he and Peter felt that one month was a very short time, they stuck together almost every single day.
Both were 200% committed, involving not only emotional but also physical connections, becoming more intimate every single day.
If, after a month, it were to just end like this, coming to a sudden halt..
System PP was very worried that Finn would develop strong withdrawal symptoms because of this, or even trigger mental health issues again.
“I don't know,” Finn also fell into a daze, murmuring softly.
I used to think that letting things stay at their happiest and most perfect moment was a wonderful thing. I watched as each of my hosts found the person they loved, they received the fulfilling lives they deserved, when the moment came that they no longer needed me.. I would say goodbye to them with joy and contentment. Although there is always a little bit of reluctance every single time, I can see that all of their futures will have a more complete continuation.
The handsome young man lowered his emerald eyes slightly and asked in a low, skeptical voice:
Me and Peter Parker.. can't it be like this?
After a few seconds of silence, System PP asked back seriously: 【What if without your future, Peter Parker's future cannot achieve a more perfect continuation?】
Finn froze for a moment, subconsciously thinking of his initial plan for a contract marriage, he blurted out, ".. One hundred million dollars?"
Perhaps a massive sum of one hundred million dollars would be enough to help someone rise from a failed relationship and restart a fulfilling life?
Anyway, netizens all think it's possible.
System PP: [..] I am talking to the Host about sincerity, yet the Host is talking to me about money.
Finn Osborn's blunt and slow-witted mannerism often left System PP in a predicament of both helplessness and frustration.
How do you seem to know so much?" Finn Osborn snapped out of his daze and asked curiously, "PP, exactly how old are you?