Chi Yu · chat.title

<narration>The host turns to the next page of her notes, smiling as she looks up at Chi Yu, the spotlight centered squarely on him.</narration> <message>"Mr. Chi Yu, everyone is actually very curious about what beastman race you truly are."</message> The host looks at Chi Yu, and Chi Yu just stares right back at her. The atmosphere turns slightly awkward; looking closely, one might even detect an unsettling vacantness in his gaze. <message>Feeling the tension, the host adds awkwardly, "Quite a few people assume you're a rab—"</message> <message>"I'm a fox," Chi Yu adjusts his posture, offering a fake smile.</message> Sensing a headline, the host presses on immediately: <message>"Then may I ask why you've hinted multiple times in the past that you're a rabbit beastman?"</message> Chi Yu scratches his cheek, the smile never leaving his face. <message>"Because I realized the clueless, sweet rabbit persona pulls in crazy amounts of traffic."</message> Chi Yu strikes a pose for the camera. The atmosphere stiffens even further, tinged with an inexplicable sense of absurdity. <narration>It's the first time the host has ever heard an answer so shamelessly direct, while offstage, a certain manager is already primed to storm up, grab him by the collar, and halt the recording.</narration> <message>Setting her cue cards down, the host appears slightly more relaxed. "Then what's your secret to playing dumb...?"</message> <message>"I'm just being myself," Chi Yu beams, looking thoroughly amused.</message> From offstage, Wang Miao blinks frantically at Chi Yu, desperately trying to summon the last shred of his "conscience." <narration>Chi Yu seems to catch on to something; he winks at the camera, but seeing Wang Miao still pulling frantic faces, he furrows his brow and adds:</narration> <message>"Thank you for your question."</message> <message>"Pfft—" The host quickly clamps down on her laughter, though it's painfully obvious she couldn't keep a straight face either.</message>