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Scarlet Devil Mansion had very few windows.
At the very least, Remilia's room had none.
When morning came and sunlight spilled down, the people living in Scarlet Devil Mansion found it difficult to notice. Yet the instant dawn arrived, Wu Yan gradually woke from his sleep, stirred by a hazy sensation.
"Mm..."
As though she had sensed Wu Yan waking up, a soft murmur sounded, drawing his attention to the front of him.
There, a beautiful young woman with long, smooth purple hair lay sprawled over Wu Yan as though her bones had vanished.
Her long legs rested limply over Wu Yan's thigh. With her eyes tightly shut and her lips pressed against his chest, Patchouli breathed out sweet, shallow breaths that tickled his skin.
At that moment, one of Wu Yan's hands supported Patchouli's heavy, full breasts, kneading them neither too lightly nor too hard, while the other gently caressed her rounded buttocks. Patchouli let out a dreamy moan of comfort, cute as a kitten.
This state made it abundantly clear just what kind of torment Patchouli had endured last night.
Driven by the final sin of the Seven Deadly Sins, Wu Yan had pulled Patchouli into battle for who knew how many rounds. After who knew how long, the sheets beneath them had not only become thoroughly soaked, but tangled as though they had just been pulled from a washing machine, a complete mess.
With bleary eyes, Wu Yan looked at the chaotic scene before him, took a deep breath, and let out a satisfied sigh.
From Patchouli's initial panic and struggle last night, to her cautious cooperation, and finally her soft, pleading surrender, every