obviously

"I am Handsome indeed"

Luke spoke in delight as he glanced at his face from different angles, the more he looked the more he liked. His long white hair, combined with his smooth white skin with a perfectly carved face. His red eyes had a unique shine within them. His sword-like eyebrows, thin nose and sharp jawline made his face immortal-like even though it was a little bruised.

"With this face, combined with this frail-looking body, I am indeed the best quality gigolo anyone can ever have! I have to work hard to find a customer worthy of me."

Luke nodded to himself but then, he furrowed his brows.

'But why am I bruised? Was I beaten up by someone?' He started thinking.

After his transmigration, nothing was going according to the fiction he read, he didn't get his cheat, and neither did he have his predecessor's memory.

'Were they jealous of my overly handsome face? Hmm, that should be the case… Hmph! Losers! Wait till I find a good sugar mommy, I'll have my revenge then. Hmph! Hmph!' Luke snorted inwardly as he hypothesised.

*Growl"

Just as he was thinking about his revenge, he heard his stomach growling, only then did he realise that he was very hungry. He looked around and found some apple-like fruits on his table.

'It should not be poisonous since it is in my house…'

Thinking that, he quickly took a bite. They tasted like red apples, finding them delicious, he devoured them all without wasting any time.

"Ughh... I need some more..." he groaned.

Though that little amount of fruits could not satisfy his hunger completely, it was not as bad as before.

What he didn't know was that what he ate just now was a 3-day meal of his predecessor. His predecessor would have puked blood if he had heard what he said.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

*Smash*

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door but just as he was about to answer, the door was slammed open and 3 rough-looking guys came in.

'Why did you even bother knocking if you wanted to slam open the door…' Luke thought inwardly but he knew it was not the time to ask questions like these.

He then glanced at the 3 men in front of him with a wary look on his face.

"Have you decided to come with us?" the scar-faced man, who Luke presumed was the leader of this group questioned.

"…"

Luke took a deep breath as he glared at them without saying anything, surprisingly, there was no trace of fear on his face.

The leader frowned as he glanced at his subordinates and once he noticed the same confused expression on their faces, he turned back to Luke and raised his left eyebrow.

"I will ask again, have you decided to come with us?" He asked again, this time, his tone a little heavier than before.

"isn't obvious I will not like have choice in this matter isn't it right.