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I Cultivate Through a Madman's Asylum

"Passers by, don't miss out! Second-hand ladies' underwear, cough cough..." Ivan yelled at the entrance of his small shop, which specialized in selling second-hand ladies' underwear exclusively for men's service. In this era where superpowers were prevalent across the entire Earth, Ivan chose the path of cultivation. How dare these mere superhumans have the audacity to challenge the mighty cultivator? And to top it off, at the start, he occasionally encountered a beautiful girl having fun alone in the dance studio...

Holyshit · Urban
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26 Chs

Chapter 10: Leg Fetish is also a Psychological Disorder

Ivan's body stiffened, and his mind went blank.

"No way! I had my face covered so well yesterday. How could anyone recognize me?"

At that moment, Charline seemed to realize something. She sat back down and looked at Ivan.

"What I mean is, why would someone who injured people yesterday want to join the psychology club?" Charline asked, puzzled.

In fact, when Charline saw Ivan, she felt a strange familiarity. She subconsciously associated him with the person from last night. But it was just a subconscious thought.

After realizing this, Charline remembered that she had tested Ivan yesterday, and he didn't possess any supernatural powers.

The person from last night was very powerful, definitely not Ivan.

So, Charline had no choice but to sit back down without showing any change in expression.

Upon hearing her question, Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had been discovered.

"I joined the psychology club mainly to help people with mental illnesses," he replied, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

These words were true. He indeed intended to help the people in the madman's asylum.

Charline nodded gently and made a few notes on Ivan's form. "Your intentions are good. You can join the club starting from tomorrow."

She placed the form on the left corner of the desk, reserved for those who passed the interview.

"Also..."

Just as Ivan was about to get up and leave, Charline's melodious voice reached his ears like wind chimes.

Ivan sat back in his seat and saw Charline raising her head. There was a hint of coldness in her beautiful glass-like eyes.

"Don't always stare at other people's legs. Leg fetish... is also a psychological disorder."

Upon hearing these words, Ivan was momentarily stunned.

The next moment, he took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He had just been thinking about how much money Charline's high-heeled shoes could sell for. Who would have thought she would say something like that?

Fine! Then don't blame me!

"By the way, I encountered an interesting case last time. I want to share it with you." 

"Go ahead!" 

Charline's stunning face remained cold, as if what she had said earlier was just an ordinary thing.

"I had a friend before, a woman. But what's strange is that she appears cold on the surface, yet secretly wears shameful clothes and fantasizes about being punished by a master in deserted places."

Upon hearing this, Charline's delicate body trembled, and her legs involuntarily tightened.

She looked up at Ivan, but all she saw was his serious expression, with no signs of anything amiss.

For a moment, Charline even doubted Ivan again.

But she quickly dismissed the idea.

It was impossible. Ivan didn't possess any supernatural powers, and he couldn't have run so fast that night.

"Well... I think this is more of a personal preference issue and shouldn't be considered a psychological problem." Charline hesitated for a few seconds before raising her head and saying.

"If that's the case, then isn't leg fetish also just a personal preference issue?" Ivan replied directly.

"...," Charline fell silent once again. After about half a minute, she nodded. "You have a point."

"So, can I openly indulge in my preference?" Ivan asked.

"OK..."

After the interview ended, Ivan left the room. He couldn't believe that Charline, the president of the psychology club, turned out to be Charline!

Even now, he could hardly believe what he saw that night...

Who would have thought that such a cold and seemingly excellent person would go alone to such a place to have fun.

But it's still fine. This feeling of konwing someone's secret is comfortable, and I can easily turn the tables from being passive to being proactive!

However, I need to be more careful. In this situation, a single mistake could lead to irreversible consequences.

Although I don't know Charline's background, it is said that she comes from a powerful family.

Just based on her S-level ability, Black Thunder.

This ability is ranked on the Ability Rankings, and I've seen it mentioned in textbooks before.

Due to the secrecy surrounding abilities, it's impossible to know the true extent of Black Thunder's power.

"Ivan! Over here!" At that moment, Leonard, who had already come out, waved at Ivan from the aisle.

Before Ivan could react, Leonard ran towards him.

"How did it go? Did you get the interview results?"

"I passed," Ivan replied with a slight smile.

Now that he has passed the club interview, he will be able to share and resolve the symptoms of the patients from the madman's asylum through the psychology club.

"What? Why didn't I pass? That girl inside even said that my staring at her legs was a psychological problem..."

Huh?

This is almost the exact same explanation. Then why did Ivan pass?

After hearing this, Ivan raised an eyebrow and felt somewhat puzzled.

"By the way, what was your reason for applying to join the club?"

"What a silly question! Of course, it's to find a cute girl for procreation!" Leonard exclaimed.

???

"I think you really do have psychological issues," Ivan rolled his eyes at Leonard and then walked towards the hallway.

"What do you mean? Isn't that normal psychology? Hey, wait for me..."

Time passed quickly, and after school, Ivan immediately headed towards the small warehouse next to his house.

The high heels and the lingerie haven't been sold yet, and he can't afford to lose his source of income now!

Especially since he's currently in the spotlight, it's best to avoid too much contact with Charline.

Once this matter settles down, he can sell the black high heels.

So, he arrived at the small warehouse once again, changed into a black hoodie and a pair of floral undershorts, and continued his sales pitch:

"Passers by, don't miss out. Dirt cheap, ten dollars per pound, ten dollars per pound!"

It's now 8 o'clock in the evening, and the Sun has almost set behind the mountains.

The streetlights around have also turned on.

On this Qingyu Street, apart from Ivan's shop, there are no other storefronts.

The reason is that opening a shop here doesn't make much money.

And Ivan is broke, and this business doesn't suit crowded areas either.

On the dimly lit signboard, there are a few large characters: "This store specializes in serving men, second-hand women's lingerie, ten dollar per pound."

Usually, if you turn off the lights on the signboard, you can't see anything, so there's no need to worry about being reported.

However, it is at this moment that Ivan suddenly sees a beautiful girl walking towards him.

Charline!!

How did she come to this place!?