Watching the Grand Archbishop attempt to communicate with my cssmates was filled with cringe, particurly when they thought that they successfully communicated something, but in actuality the transtion was totally wrong. For example, my cssmates frequently relied on hand gestures like thumbs up and crossing their arms in the shape of an X, but these signs were completely misinterpreted by the Archbishop.
Specifically, a thumbs up meant 'more' in Galuterican culture, and an X was typically used to mark 'yes' on paperwork.
In essence, my cssmates would cross their arms and shake their head back and forth, but the Archbishop would interpret their refusal as an affirmative response.
As you might imagine, this was the root cause for dozens of various misunderstandings, which had only continued to magnify the longer they attempted to negotiate with each other. Apparently, they had been going at this for over an hour, but not much progress had been made. It was becoming visibly apparent that the newly arrived heroes were getting tired, which was why the Prime Minister had quietly called for the attendants to bring the guests to their rooms.
The dies-in-waiting and I had all lined up at the front of the hall, but no one knew how to expin to the Otherworlders that we would take them to their rooms.
Of course... if I simply transted for everyone, we wouldn't have this issue at all... but revealing my fluency in both Mandarin and Galuterican was unquestionably a bad idea. It would raise too many questions, and I would be promptly interrogated about my suspicious ability. Furthermore, my cssmates might catch on that I was actually Zhang Guiyu in disguise.
Anyhow, negotiations had already fallen to a stalemate.
When I scanned through the group of my cssmates, I slightly taken aback to realize that several of my cssmates looked different from their original appearance. For instance, Sha Guadi (the nose-picker who sits in front of me) was now 190cm tall with a chiseled warrior's torso, a handsome face, and silver hair. He looked like an RPG character from World of Warcraft, although it was still rather obvious that he was fundamentally the same person. Some of my other cssmates had cat ears or angel wings, but Sha Guadi stood out like a sore thumb compared to everyone else.
Obviously, the change in appearance was reted to the wishes that each of my cssmates made.
While I didn't know the specifics, I could guess that Sha Guadi asked to become some kind of super-strong warrior.
Sha was unquestionably the most eye-catching member in my css, and the Grand Archbishop seemed to think that he was the de facto leader. The Archbishop addressed most of his statements to Sha Guadi, who in turn seemed quite content to act out the role of a knight in shining armor. Sha Guadi's rolepy was actually quite horrendous to look at, which was exacerbated by the nguage barrier that existed between both sides.
Incidentally, our real css president, Kang Jiesu, was rgely ignored by the Grand Archbishop. Kang was uncharacteristically quiet, and he stayed in the background while Sha Guadi and other some others uselessly attempted to break the nonsensical nguage barrier. He seemed to be troubled by something, and the expression on face was filled with worry. Kang would periodically crane his head and look around the room, as if he was searching for someone.
It ter occurred to me that Kang was probably bothered by the fact that half of the css was missing.
Kang Jiesu was a model css president and straight A student, and he always spent a lot of effort trying to include everyone in css social events. As a matter of fact, I hated him a lot, because he would force the loners to interact with everyone else. In high school, I never ate lunch alone because Kang would drag me along to eat with his friends. One time, I didn't show up at school for a week, and Kang freakishly showed up at my house every single day to give my mother the school handouts that I missed. In my school, Kang Jiesu was well liked by pretty much everyone, but in truth, I always hated guys like him the most.
I don't trust anyone who smiles so brightly at everyone.
At some point, it has to be fake.
Kang is a rotten social riajuu with a weaponized smile.
Making eye contact with him is dangerous.
As a matter of fact—
Oh shit.
I averted my eyes in a panic.
For a brief moment, Kang Jiesu looked this way, and our gaze almost met.
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