Thousand-Person Ruler's Personal Opinion

"Huh? Who is it?"

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!"

"...Damn it!"

Himeko put down her wine glass, got up, and stepped out of the bathroom. She casually grabbed a bath towel to cover her chest, not caring about the water dripping from her body and hair, and strode to the door.

"You better give me a good reason... Oh, it's you, kid. What do you need?"

Facing the newcomer who had just checked in today, Himeko's anger subsided slightly, and she softened her tone.

Anqi had maintained a poker face, but the moment Himeko opened the door, her eyes were met with a vast expanse of white skin and forbidden allure dotted with water droplets. This instantly sent a rush of blood through her, causing her cheeks to flush red all the way to her earlobes.

Anqi hugged her pillow, covering half her face, and mumbled:

"I can't sleep..."

"If you can't sleep, go for a walk. Why are you looking for me... Oh, could it be that you're lonely and want to sleep with me? Wow, I didn't know you were so bold, kid! How long have we known each other? Hahaha!"

Himeko quickly understood Anqi's intention. Seeing her instantly flushed earlobes, the anger from being disturbed completely vanished, replaced by amusement and playfulness.

Anqi, meanwhile, had fallen completely silent.

She had intended to leverage her "introverted" persona to gain some advantage. After all, dependent introversion is still introversion!

However, she hadn't expected things to get so intense right from the start!

'Sister, I can't handle this!'

'Her figure is too amazing!'

'Not bad for a waifu from a 2D game, ehehehe!'

'Come on, me!'

'Whether everyone can eat their fill tonight depends on you!'

In the theater, Anqi's inner self was already cheering and howling.

In reality, Anqi hugged her pillow, steam starting to rise from her head.

It could only be said that even though it was the same person, different environments truly brought out different personalities.

"Pfft! We're both girls, what are you so shy about? Come on in."

Himeko casually patted Anqi's head, stepped aside, and watched as Anqi mechanically walked in before closing the door.

"Oh right, did you shower?"

"No. I'm not dirty, and I'm not used to it. I don't want to."

"Perfect then, drop the pillow, I'll wash you!"

"...Eh!?"

By the time Anqi came to her senses, she was already sitting by the bathtub, with Himeko scrubbing her hair. Foam mixed with warm water flowed over her body.

Anqi short-circuited again.

She dazedly cooperated with Himeko to finish showering, then dazedly sat in the bathtub. She lay on Himeko, her back supported by an indescribably soft touch.

'Ah, my two lives have been worth it…'

'Hey, snap out of it! We haven't lived enough yet!'

'Disperse, everyone! Think about it, if it were you, would you still have the consciousness to bother with us now?'

'Tsk! Such great benefits, wasted! Why are you so spineless?'

'As if she isn't you.'

Finally, Anqi, who was bubbling with happiness, was led out of the bathroom by Himeko like a manipulated doll. She eventually fell asleep blissfully in Himeko's fragrant and soft embrace.

"Tsk, I can't count on that one anymore. The save point plan will ultimately have to rely on me!"

In the dead of night, by the side of a quiet road, Anqi, dressed in a black hoodie and wearing a mask, was prone in the grass devoid of any light source.

After waiting for a long time, a jeep slowly drove over.

Anqi's eyes lit up, a faint golden glow appearing in them.

The Thousand-Person Ruler did not possess ultimate destructive power, but other than that, Anqi's abilities were extremely versatile. The so-called Ruler of Domination was a Herrscher that disrupted civilization from within humanity, naturally possessing many skills suitable for control rather than mere killing.

For example, puppet strings that could control puppets, dolls, or other inanimate objects.

For example, illusions and hypnosis targeting humans. Even Herrschers could be interfered with, and dealing with ordinary people was effortless. In a sense, it was a weakened version of the Herrscher of Reason.

There was also the ability to transform puppets, dolls, corpses, and even living humans into clones, which was the Thousand-Person Ruler's original specialty.

And then there was the Theater of Domination, capable of spatial transfer, and even possessing the power to seize other authorities.

Currently, Anqi had used her hypnotic control ability to make the jeep driver stop, and then quickly got into the back seat.

The vehicle continued to drive, and Anqi looked around the back seat, finding only the driver and no other passengers. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Does this car have any surveillance?"

"No."

"Where is your destination?"

"The outskirts."

"Going to the outskirts at this hour, alone? What for?"

Anqi frowned, suddenly feeling something was off.

Then she heard the driver's vacant reply:

"To dispose of a body."

"???" ×29

Anqi sighed, resting her forehead on her hand. She hadn't expected to run into an unusual event right after leaving. Was this good luck or bad luck?

However, after the driver recounted the details of the incident, Anqi's eyes grew brighter and brighter. She was certain: this was absolutely unparalleled good fortune!

Chapter 12: Anqi's "Pain" and "Endurance"

"Young Miss? You… what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"I… uh… the family just received a ransom note from kidnappers, and Madam is currently gathering cash. We thought…"

"Huh? What kidnappers? I was just going out for some fresh air. Didn't you get scammed? Never mind that, I'm tired. I'm going to take a bath. Prepare dinner."

Amidst the respectful posture of the dignified maid, Anqi, wearing the guise of a beautiful and graceful young lady with a voluptuous figure, leisurely strolled into the quiet and elegant manor.

This was the body found in the back of the jeep. It was a bit cold, but that didn't prevent the Thousand-Person Ruler's core from taking root. So, Anqi decisively overcame her psychological barriers and gave herself a new identity.

'A fake succession battle, masters clashing, no bloodshed, top-tier games, dazzling.'

'The real succession battle: as long as all siblings are dead, I'm the heir.'

'But this is truly our Lucky day!'

'I didn't expect to gain a legitimate and influential identity so quickly. Ah, Miss Heaven, thank you!'

'So, how should I repay her?'

'Of course, by sending her enemies to meet her and apologize in person!'

'Anyway, judging from the Young Miss's memories, this family isn't good people. I'll just be carrying out justice.'

'Hehehe!'

In the Theater of Domination, Anqi and her other selves clapped each other on the shoulders, letting out comical, supervillain-like laughter in unison.

"Snap!"

Anqi stopped midway, as if remembering something, and snapped her fingers to summon the maid behind her.

"Oh right, acquire that apparel company on West Xia Walking Street. I quite like their clothes; they have great taste!"

"Yes, Young Miss."

"Pfft!"

One morning at St. Freya, Anqi, clutching Himeko's sleeve, followed her step-by-step towards the living room, just like the night before. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.

Himeko turned back as she walked.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You snored last night."

"What? Impossible! No, did I really? Are you kidding me?"

"Pfft!"

Anqi's expression was blank, but she laughed out loud again. Whether Himeko snored or not, Anqi naturally didn't know, as she had slept so soundly. But unexpected windfalls like this—it was hard not to be happy enough to laugh, wasn't it?

But Himeko believed her.

Her expression was a little dazed, and she couldn't help but touch her face. It was still smooth and fair, but under the immense blow, she felt the illusion of her beauty fading with age.

"I'm already getting older, I love drinking, and I'm busy with work. Now I even snore. Doesn't that mean…"

Doesn't that mean no one will want me even more?

The little person in Himeko's heart gnawed on her handkerchief. Even though in her heart of hearts she had long accepted that her end would be on the battlefield, as a woman, the idea of being unwanted was simply unbearable.

Anqi tugged at Himeko's sleeve at that moment and said blankly:

"I don't mind."

"Hm?"

"Even if you snore, I won't mind."

Anqi spoke word by word, appearing exceptionally sincere, and in fact, it was from the bottom of her heart. After all, Himeko's bed was so warm and comfortable; Anqi loved it!

'I've decided. Tonight, I'll go find big sister and share her blanket again.'

Himeko, completely unaware of Anqi's various little thoughts, felt that the child was increasingly trusting and relying on her. Her desolate heart was greatly healed by Anqi's serious little expression.

"Such a good girl."

Himeko smiled and ruffled Anqi's little head.

They had arrived in the living room by this time, and Kiana suddenly peeked out from beside Himeko.

"Huh? Your relationship seems to have suddenly gotten super good?"

Anqi stayed close to Himeko, moving to the other side and separating herself from Kiana.

Himeko looked at Anqi beside her, then at Kiana on the other side, and said with a smile:

"This little one couldn't sleep alone in the middle of the night, so she came to me with her pillow to share my blanket. What do you think?"

"I just felt that you are someone I can trust."

Anqi lowered her head, re-emphasizing her current attitude—Yeah, I actually trust all of you quite a bit, so my trusting Himeko is absolutely the honest truth.

To all my wives, I'm not lying!

Kiana tilted her head, slowly blinking her big, watery blue eyes.

"Saying that, doesn't that make you just like a little kid? Hey, I think I suddenly get your cute appeal, Anqi!"

"You're the little kid!"

"Hahaha, don't be shy! We'll be classmates living in the same house from now on, let's be friends!"

Kiana walked around Himeko, trying to reach out to Anqi.

However, Anqi instantly dodged to the nearby corner, sticking out half her head. With a blank expression, she warily stared at Kiana, clearly indicating that she would continue to hide if Kiana dared to approach.

Kiana blinked again, looking at her hand, and said blankly:

"Why? Is it because we fought before? But I've already forgiven you, can't you be a little more forgiving like me?"