Reborn as an Evolving Space Monster: Harem Of Otherworldly Beauties Chapter 362: The Way To The Banquet

"Clean yourself up."

Those were the last words Cero uttered in Rekka's presence.

She was, however, too tired and depleted to act on them and ended up falling asleep like that, slathered in sweat and other fluids.

Leaving her room, Cero looked at Roka's door for a mont before stepping into the living room.

He stared at the sofa on which he had been sleeping. The sofa on which he and Roka had been sitting so nights ago, discussing all kinds of things for hours… The sofa on which Rekka gave him the most intense blowjob while he was sleep.

Unwilling to spend more ti there, and nervous about the next morning when he would have to face Roka and Rekka in the sa room, Cero decided to leave.

***

"How do I look?" He asked, pulling lightly on his tie.

Lith smiled mischievously, her chin resting in the palm of her hand. She was lying on her bed, the drape only her legs and part of her butt.

Despite the fact that they had just showered and rid themselves of the proof of their effort, Lith felt the urge to get sweaty again.

Still, she knew it wasn't the ti.

"Uwa!" Lith exclaid as she lightly pulled down on the right side of Cero's suit coat, adjusting it. "Uwo!" She added after taking a step back.

"Right?" Cero chuckled, lowering his gaze towards his own outfit. "I still find it strange that suits are the gender-neutral piece of clothing on Wor… Well, won wear suits too. Still, suits are kind of manly, aren't they?" He scratched the back of his head with a sigh. "Guess it proves that things here aren't symtrically opposite to how they are on Earth."

Cero's gaze went back to Lith and, before he knew it, she was fully dressed.

"Gonna walk out, huh?" He chuckled, extending a hand.

Lith took his hand, and the two walked towards the exit.

The only piece of the outfit left was the tallic face mask. It hid the lower portion of one's face while also going up to the ears.

'It's also used to communicate. Pretty interesting. Depending on the range, we should get so later.'

They walked through the spaceship, Cero talking and Lith nodding.

Eventually, they made it to the exit.

Cero brought the mask to his face. A click resonated, and small clouds of smoke poured out of the vents.

Lith found that incredibly hot.

"One month." He said, bringing his hand over hers. "Don't cause too much trouble. Actually, scratch that. Give them hell."

"Uwa!" Lith exclaid with a chuckle as she hugged him tightly.

The two parted ways so ti later, with no tears or crying.

Her mate had things to do. Getting in the way of that was not worthy of the First Wife.

***

"Should be around here…" Cero whispered, arriving at the eting spot.

He raised his gaze towards the sky montarily.

'As much as I'd like to say the opposite, I did want her to cry a bit.' Cero sighed. 'Well, guess Lith is more mature than I am-'

His thought was interrupted as a long truck stopped right in front of him.

The doors opened at once.

"Get in."

No Hellos or How-are-yous were necessary. The mask on his face told everyone who he was. Or rather, that he was one of them.

"Right." Cero nodded as he hopped on.

***

Three dozen filled the seats all around him.

'Hm…' Cero looked around. 'First ti in a while I'm surrounded by so many guys.'

Indeed, the Pri Minister had decided to employ males exclusively.

This way, Cero wouldn't stick out too much. This was, after all, made so that he, Roka, and the other mbers of the mission could leave swiftly and secretly.

"Hm?" Cero raised an eyebrow, noticing the passenger by his side looking him up and down.

"Ah, sorry." He apologized with a chuckle. "Caught staring."

"It's fine." Cero muttered, his gaze stuck on the scaly skin that covered the passenger's hands.

He focused on the hands because the face was weirder.

"Not to be rude but… Where are you from?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Yeah, I guess that's always a rude thing to ask. It's just… You're huge! And your skin is-"

"You're being even more rude now." The passenger seated behind them whispered. "In the first place, the least you can do when asking a question about soone is to answer it first."

The scaly passenger by Cero's side turned around with a confused face.

"If I knew the answer, I wouldn't be asking though…?"

The murmurs and whispers through the large truck slowly died down.

Stifled laughter exited Cero's mouth as he massaged his face with both hands. The goal was for no one to rember him at all, but this much should be fine.

"Answering the question in this instance ans saying where you're from." He explained.

"Oh. Oh, yeah, that makes sense! That's smart." The scaly passenger nodded repeatedly.

"How the fucks did you get the job?" The passenger behind them asked in an exasperated whisper.

"Huh? I don't know. I just received an offer for a job and…"

His words trailed off as Cero laid a hand on his.

"You don't need to answer that. It's a rhetorical question."

"A what question?

"..."

Cero scratched his head, and decided to get ahead of the laughter and other sarcastic questions he could already see coming.

"So what's your na? Where are you from?" Cero asked.

The scaly passenger stared for a mont. His hand moved towards his own chin.

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"Shouldn't you answer that first, then? Since it's a rude question?"

"..." Cero decided to give up.

"Who got the retard a job?"

"Quotas, dude."

"Fucking hell. Reptilians, ey?"

Racist remarks about the intelligence of Reptilians were thrown left and right.

To make sure Cero doesn't stick out, the Pri Minister had also employed foreigners exclusively.

While the Reptilian got depressed and the other passengers laughed out loud, Cero scratched his chin as he looked out the tinted window by his side.

On the way to Jin, there was a particular Planet he wanted to see.

And on that Planet, the plan was…

"Alright, can everyone stop laughing at ? I don't get it? What's the joke?"

Cero sighed internally.

'If all Reptilians are this dumb, I won't feel bad about eating so.'

That was obviously a lie. There were all kinds of Reptilians, after all.

"You know this is all your fault, right?"

"What's your na?" Cero asked, ignoring the accusation.

"Remi." The Reptilian mumbled.

"That's a cool na." Cero lied.

"Really?! You think so?!" Remi's eyes imdiately started shining.

"Uh… Sure. Hey, can I ask you sothing?'"

"Yes! Anything!"

"There's sothing I would like you to show ."

"...?"

The ability for which Cero wants to target Reptilians is…