"Even a Chong Chong who has thrown her brain away is still capable of wisdom."
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up, and he stepped forward, intending to deliver a head-pat.
Kiana looked at his glistening forearm, scrambled back two steps, and dodged away in disgust.
Her heel landed in a muddy puddle, and she nearly slipped.
But a knight of House Kaslana possessed a lower body that was stable, strong, and powerful. With a firm clench of her toes, she rooted herself to the ground, even able to flex up and down, ready to counterattack at any moment.
"Don't you come near me, you reek of other women... This young lady finds it filthy."
Seeing Chong Chong dodge like that, Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh. "What if it were Mei's scent?" he added.
"How can that be the same!?" Kiana shouted.
"How is it not the same? It's all the tears, sweat, and... juices of a beautiful girl."
"Huh?"
Kiana paused.
"Hey, don't you dare look like you're convinced, you bug!"
"...N-No, I'm not! I wasn't imagining anything, and I'm not convinced."
Kiana's eyes darted away, her index fingers tapping against each other. "Besides, besides, they aren't even young girls, are they? They're fifty thousand years old."
"What's wrong with fifty thousand years? Kiana, in the future, you'll also be ageless and immortal, but you'll be forever young."
"Eh? Is this young lady really that amazing?"
"But of course. Chong Chong is quite amazing indeed."
Ye Feng finished getting dressed and walked forward, brushing past Kiana.
The girl had just prepared to dodge, but when she realized Ye Feng wasn't making a move, her body froze for a moment, and she subconsciously reached forward.
But Chong Chong immediately realized how embarrassing that gesture was and violently swung her arm down.
Smack—
She hit the corner of a desk.
"Hiss~~"
So painful!!
Tears welled up in the corners of Kiana's eyes.
Mainly out of frustration.
Ye Feng had originally intended to continue teasing his little cat-bug; for instance, by arousing her emotions but never actually doing her.
Or, for instance, by making Chong Chong watch him and Mei being intimate, but still not doing her. Or... basically, just never doing her.
But because of someone else's appearance, Ye Feng decided to let the silly, yet number one super cutest white-haired fluffball in the universe off the hook for now.
"Bronya Zaychik."
Ah, Little Duck Duck.
Ye Feng truly had very little interest in her.
Little Duck Duck sat at the same table as Fu Hua.
If there were a ranking chart, those two would definitely be in the sewer tier.
They were even less appealing to Ye Feng than the glasses-wearing adjutant in the black-stockinged military uniform who was always by Theresa's side.
However, the artwork for Danzhu's model—Chiyuan—was fantastic.
Just like Little Duck Duck's ultimate evolution, Big Duck Duck, who was practically a dance on top of Ye Feng's sexual preferences.
Not to mention her ultimate form, even her Herrscher of Reason appearance was very much to Ye Feng's liking.
The feeling was like watching the plain girl in class transform into a trendy beauty; the intense visual impact brought by the contrast was a major bonus.
Therefore,
"I just need to put Little Duck Duck's consciousness into Big Duck Duck's body."
Ye Feng once again summoned his loyal lackey—Ji Lin.
Alright, perhaps she wasn't that loyal.
But she was certainly very obedient.
Then came Yae Sakura, Higokumaru, and Cangxuan.
"I plan to play a role-playing game. And for games, the more the merrier. These are your [Scripts]."
As Ye Feng handed out the [Scripts], he said, as if suddenly remembering something, "Oh, you can also refuse to participate."
"..."
"..."
Everyone watched Ye Feng in silence.
After a long moment, Yae Sakura was the first to reply. "I understand, Benefactor."
Mm, as expected, Yae Sakura is the most loyal lackey.
---o---
...
Early morning.
Dazzling sunlight pierced through the narrow gap in the tightly drawn curtains.
A small bird, perched on a treetop by the window, chirped, announcing the time.
The scent of morning.
The darkness and cold of the night vanished as if they had been a lie. The day that should have been "tomorrow" before sleep had arrived in the form of "today."
"Ugh~~"
Rubbing her somewhat heavy eyelids, Bronya, nestled in the soft bed, felt her consciousness was like a wisp of mist, waiting to gather and return to her.
Sunlight. Birds chirping.
Although it wasn't an unpleasant morning atmosphere, which should have been refreshing and comfortable.
She still felt a sense of disharmony.
Bronya's body felt so heavy, and every part of her ached, as if it were about to fall apart...
So exhausting.
It was just like the feeling of utter collapse after being mired in a swamp and using every last ounce of strength to barely crawl out.
"Good morning, my dear wife."
"Morning... huh?"
Bronya, lying on her side on the white pillow, snapped her eyes open. Her silver-gray pupils contracted abruptly, her clear eyes reflecting Ye Feng's gentle face.
A man!?!
Alarm bells screamed in Bronya's mind. She subconsciously tried to summon Project Bunny and use its assault mode to bestow divine retribution upon this strange man who had crawled into her bed!
"—!!?"
But she failed.
She couldn't sense Project Bunny, which was practically connected to her by blood!
Bronya's panic lasted only a moment before she immediately adjusted her strategy.
She was proficient in close-quarters combat; whether it was grappling or killing techniques, they were all at her fingertips.
But just as Bronya twisted her waist, Ye Feng grabbed her hands, lifted them, and pinned them against the headboard.
"?"
She was subdued so easily.
But the main reason was that this body was simply too weak.
"You want more already? Such a demanding little minx," the man said.
Bronya narrowed her eyes slightly. "Who are you?"
"The role-playing game ended last night. We're not the Demon King Inquisitor and the Saintess of the Holy Church anymore. Well, if Big Duck Duck wants to play again, we can continue tonight. But for now, it's time to get ready for work."
"?"
A confused expression appeared on Bronya's face.
What was he talking about?
What was he planning to do to her?
As Bronya's thoughts raced while she was restrained, the strange man suddenly let her go.
"Alright, wife, time to get up. I'll go to the kitchen first and make you some noodles to eat."¹
Ye Feng got out of bed.
Bronya stared blankly at the well-proportioned lines of his muscles, only then realizing that they had both been lying naked in the bed.
"..."
Bronya looked at Ye Feng, bewildered and a little panicked.
But his every move was natural, kind, and filled with a gentle warmth.
He pulled open the curtains, and sunlight eagerly flooded in, instantly filling the room.
Then Ye Feng opened the window, and a refreshing breeze carrying the scent of autumn drifted in, invigorating the senses.
He then turned back and said, "Wife, you should hurry up and get washed, or we'll really be late for work."
It wasn't until Ye Feng walked out of the bedroom that Bronya finally snapped back to her senses.
"...What's going on?"
Did he just call Bronya... wife?
Bronya's mind was a tangled mess. She clutched the blanket and sat up dazedly, her smooth, rounded, snow-white shoulders reflecting a pearlescent glow.
"...So heavy."
Bronya felt as if two barbells were hanging from her chest. She couldn't help but look down.
Eh?
Ehhhhh!!
¹Translator's Note: The phrase "make you some noodles to eat" (下面给你吃 - xiàmiàn gěi nǐ chī) is a famous Chinese internet pun. The word 下面 (xiàmiàn) can mean both "noodles" and "the part down below," you can guess ;)