On the Second Day of My Transformation, I Cheated on the Leader

“Shh… can we talk this out?”

Cold sweat dripped from my forehead as Qin Dai pulled my hidden food and water from the secret compartment.

How? I’d hidden them so carefully—perfectly disguised.

Yet she found them.

Before me, Qin Dai wore a faint, mocking smile—half-amused, half-cruel—watching me squirm, my palms slick with fear.

“Miss Qin Yue, do you remember what you said? If you find them, I’ll let you do whatever you want with me.”

I was shoved onto the bed with terrifying ease.

Clutching the stuffed bear—some forgotten gift from a past victim—I peeked at her.

It can’t be that bad… right?

I’m technically the leader’s girlfriend now. She wouldn’t let anything too terrible happen to me.

But then I remembered—I stole her lover.

And people are emotional. When feelings are involved, even the coldest hearts can lose control.

“…Go to Yueyue’s grave. Apologize. Pick a time.”

After a brief silence, Qin Dai finally spoke, pulling out a camera from the pile of overturned crates.

Relief flooded through me. That’s it? Just an apology at a grave?

But… why is she setting up a camera beside the bed? And where the hell did she even get that camera? I didn’t see her carrying it when she arrived. Did she pull it from a four-dimensional pocket or something?

“It was in the crates you knocked over.”

As if reading my mind, she answered quietly, then sat on the edge of the bed, slowly prying my fingers off the bear.

Unease coiled in my chest.

“Look, I’ll go tomorrow—apologize to your Yueyue. Can you just… leave now? We’re both Qins, right? Don’t make it hard on a fellow Qin.”

One by one, she pried my fingers open.

Then she grabbed the bear’s leg and hurled it across the room.

I’m sorry, Big Bear. It’s not that I didn’t want to protect you… but this woman’s aura is terrifying.

In my heart, I mourned the bear.

If things kept going like this, soon I’d be the one needing a eulogy.

“You know… I wanted to kill you. But that would be too kind. I want you to live—without dignity. As low as you can go.”

She tilted my chin up, her face inches from mine.

Seriously? Stop saying such scary things.

Dignity? That’s worthless to me.

But “living the lowest possible life”? That’s going too far.

She closed her eyes—and kissed me.

No, not a kiss. A bite.

It hurt.

……

“So… I couldn’t escape being bullied after all.”

Sitting alone on the bed, I gently touched the faint marks on my skin.

Thankfully, she wasn’t completely cruel—these bruises would fade quickly.

“You wouldn’t want the leader to see these, would you?”

Those were her parting words.

I sighed.

Now, on top of pleasing the leader, I have another person to appease.

“Five o’clock…”

I checked my wristwatch.

Time to head to the leader’s mansion and serve that sadistic warlord.

What a miserable life.

I dressed slowly, wincing at the ache in my waist and legs, then stepped off the bed.

“Sigh…”

Sometimes, life is like being raped.

If you can’t fight back… you might as well try to enjoy it.

Muttering to myself, I stepped outside and began walking toward the center of the camp—the leader’s mansion.

Thankfully, the marks Qin Dai left were faint.

After a shower, they were nearly gone.

The walk to the mansion took time—by the time I arrived, any trace of what happened would be long vanished.

The leader forbids infidelity.

No more tricking girls for supplies.

My days ahead would be tough.

Maybe I could try to please her—see if I could get a small plot of farmland?

I didn’t want to scavenge. Too exhausting. Too dangerous.

With my weak body, if I ran into a mutant, I wouldn’t stand a chance.

Along the way, every passerby pointed and whispered.

Can’t blame them.

I was wearing oversized men’s clothes, my hair still damp, looking disheveled and strange.

But what could I do?

My closet only had a few sets of old male clothes.

Not a single piece of women’s wear.

I just hoped the leader wouldn’t reject me for looking like this.

I hadn’t eaten dinner.

My stomach was empty.

Maybe… just maybe… I could scavenge a meal from the leader’s table?

Holding onto that delusion, I finally reached the mansion’s entrance.

Its pristine white walls stood absurdly clean in this ruined world.

Several cars—ancient relics—were parked outside.

And at the front door stood the very woman who had just recorded my humiliation.

“Miss Qin Yue, you’re quite dedicated. The leader is resting in her bedroom. Go on in.”

Qin Dai’s expression was unreadable as she led me into the mansion—luxurious by apocalypse standards.

We climbed to the third floor, stopping at a room at the end of the hall.

“The leader is inside. She’s in a bad mood today. Be careful.”

She gave my shoulder a pat—seemingly innocent, but laced with warning—then turned and walked away, leaving me trembling at the door.

Honestly, this mansion wouldn’t have been impressive a few years ago.

I shouldn’t be this nervous.

But my legs wouldn’t stop shaking.

Who would’ve thought a scum like me could feel guilt… for cheating on someone.