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Chapter 23 Part 1 Barbecue Decision and Yiyi's Prayer
"Sir, Miss, here's your barbecue. Please enjoy!"
It was nearly 9 p.m. at the restaurant beneath our office. The server set down a tray of grilled skewers; before it had fully landed, Yiyi had already reached for one.
"Wait, not so fast it's still hot!" I grabbed a sizzling, oil‑dripping skewer, blew on it, and handed it to her. She practically glowed with anticipation.
"Thanks, Yayi. Maybe I was just too hungry, and this barbecue smells so good… haha, I couldn't wait." She popped it straight into her mouth.
"If you were hungry, you could've said so earlier. I'd have brought you down sooner." Watching her eat, a little distractedly, I smiled and poured her a beer.
"You were working. I didn't want to bother you," she said, already picking up a second skewer.
"Doing it after we eat is the same. Besides, a few people from other companies may come down after work; I'll have a couple more to play with."
Yiyi didn't answer, just smiled and kept eating.
"By the way, how's your dad? I think we should go visit him sometime. It doesn't feel right if I don't."
Her father's condition had been deteriorating; he'd been in the hospital for over a month.
"Eh, my dad's an old case. Honestly, I'm not that worried. The doctor says he'll stay like this not better, not much worse. You're so busy; it doesn't really matter if you come or not." Her eyes flickered as she spoke.
Truthfully, her father's illness made me uneasy. If I didn't visit, I felt guilty; if I did, I'd be pulled in deeper.
But both emotion and reason said I should go.
"Don't say that. All right, I'm tied up tomorrow; how about the afternoon the day after? I'll buy some things beforehand."
"Mm, okay. But you'll have to wait for me after work and pick me up. Oh who was that call from earlier?"
"Just a business partner. We need to discuss a few things."
We ate in silence for a while. I kept noticing Yiyi's expression she clearly had something on her mind, a few times almost spoke, then swallowed it.
"Yiyi."
"Hm?"
"Just say what you're thinking. There's nothing we can't talk about."
"It's nothing, just… Yayi, I want to quit my job."
"What?" The skewer almost slipped from my hand. "Quit, just like that? I thought you were up for a team leader spot. You could be a department manager in a few years you've always done well at the hotel. Is someone bullying you?"
Of course I already knew why she wanted to quit, but I still went through the motions, hiding my own thoughts so I didn't seem too clear‑sighted.
"No, everyone's good to me. I just don't want to keep working at the hotel. You know it's far; it's inconvenient for seeing you or my dad."
"So what's your plan?" Naturally, I already knew.
We looked at each other for a moment before she said, "What plan? Miss Lin said the other day, as long as I look after you, she'll be at ease."
I fell silent. She'd wanted to tie me down ever since the opening ceremony, when she'd given me that brooch.
After a while, I said carefully, "Yiyi, you don't have to quit so soon. My business has just started. Wait until things stabilize."
We sat quietly. She forced a smile and nodded. "Fine, I'll listen to you."
We both understood the real situation, but it wasn't time to say it out loud.
I was hesitating; Yiyi was scared.
"Oh, Yayi, I need to go to the Gen Grounds tonight to pray for luck for my dad and for the company."
Gen Root Mountain was where the chief master was; smaller temples dotted the city, and there was one near our office.
Plenty of worshipers came. Yiyi, who used to barely believe in Gen Root, had become devout since her father was hospitalized.
I knew she wasn't just going to "offer herself" symbolically before the root; she wanted the highest‑level prayer ritual.
As with old‑world religions, the Gen Grounds ran charities. Everyone knew it was their way of spreading faith, but when you were desperate, you didn't care. Saying "thank you, Gen Root's blessing" was enough.
Besides basic food and shelter, Gen Root also offered sexual charity to the truly vulnerable: the elderly, the sick, and those with intellectual disabilities. For the gravely ill, nurses handled things; for others, the "Sexual Gen Exchange" wing waited for those in need.
Who volunteered? Naturally not the gender‑neutral acolytes.
"Yayi, I'm about to begin. Hold my clothes for me, okay?"
It was my first time at the main hall at night. Curiously, it was busier after dark Gen Root was said to be most effective then.
I stood at the back, holding Yiyi's clothes, watching her walk up naked, adjust her hair, and kneel on the front mat, her butt slightly raised. It made me smile despite myself.
Then came Yiyi's prayer to the Gen Root:
"Gen Root above, your believer Yuan Yiyi comes to ask two things. First: please let my father recover his health. Please don't leave him suffering on a sickbed. The doctors can do nothing; I have no other way. Gen Root, if you are merciful, let my parents live out their days in peace."
She bowed again.
"Second, for my boyfriend, Chen Yayi. Gen Root, I know what he does is disrespectful to you. I'm powerless and can't stop him. I beg you, please don't be angry. If you must send calamity, let it fall on me, not on Yayi. Let me carry all his misfortune. I swear on all that's true Gen Root, witness my prayer."
A buzzing filled my ears; I nearly lost my balance. Everything after that blurred only a tangle of feelings remained.
When she finished praying, Yiyi rose and bowed to the gray‑clad acolytes, who returned the gesture, as did a few nearby worshipers not all nude, but all aware from her nakedness which ritual she was headed for.
An acolyte led her away; I hurried after.
"Yiyi… do you really have to…"
She paused and turned. "Yayi, wait here. I'll be about an hour."
"But… you… you really don't have to…"
She didn't reply, just turned forward again. The acolyte bowed to me, then walked on with her.
I stood there, watching them enter the "Sexual Gen Exchange" room.
Inside sat three men: two old and one disabled.
Naked Yiyi appeared; all three visibly brightened. She climbed onto the bed, closed her eyes, and offered herself in prayer a ritual that veiled sexual service.
She didn't regret it. She'd made her choice.
"Sir, are you her boyfriend?" asked the acolyte who had led her in.
I nodded. "Yes."
"Sir, you are fortunate in love. I heard her prayers. With her devotion and her willingness to use her body to help the poor, her wishes will be fulfilled." He made a stroking gesture and chanted.
The old men sat on either side of Yiyi, greedy hands grabbing her breasts. She winced, but kept quiet, her body swaying under their eager fondling like a lamb among wolves.
"Gen Root's blessing! Rare to have such a beautiful lady tonight. Sister, thank you for comforting us. Gen Root will reward you," they said.
"We don't know what you asked Gen Root for, but since you've given us your lovely pussy, surely your wish will be granted."
"Mm… come, I'm here for Gen Root tonight. So fuck me I'll take it as Gen Root fucking me," Yiyi said.
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