I'll Handle Looking Cool; You Handle the Fighting

"No need to be shy, right? We're super close friends now, sharing a bed, so don't worry about something like this!"

"Um..."

Anqi lowered her head even further and responded in a voice barely audible.

This scene made Bronya and Raiden Mei both laugh and shake their heads.

Raiden Mei laughed:

"Kiana, don't take advantage of Anqi's shyness to bully her. Anqi, you too, if you don't like something, just say so. Kiana is too oblivious and doesn't know how to set boundaries."

"No... I don't like it..."

Anqi blushed slightly and said softly.

Actually, I was secretly happy.

Kiana's lips are incredibly soft, almost as soft as Sirin's!

I made money again today!

Then, Anqi felt a resentful gaze from the other side.

'They don't want me anymore, they don't want me anymore, they don't want me anymore...'

'Abandoned, abandoned, abandoned...'

Himeko sat there with a blank expression, her dark circles under her eyes that even makeup couldn't hide. She couldn't be described as emaciated, but her face had indeed become thinner, and her skin was slightly duller than it had been a month ago.

In contrast to Kiana's increasingly improved spirits, Himeko has been suffering more and more these days.

Poor sleep quality was only part of the reason; more importantly, she kept thinking about that night's drunken indiscretion, and the mental pressure was getting heavier and heavier.

Even when they weren't sleeping, Anqi would still cling to Himeko. But in Himeko's eyes, nearly a month and a half of sleeping separately had proven Anqi's fear and resistance.

People's joys and sorrows are not shared. Seeing Kiana's hearty appetite, Himeko felt only despondency.

Then, Himeko suddenly felt a warmth in her hand.

Looking down, she saw that Anqi had unknowingly come closer, taking Himeko's arm and looking at her with concern and heartache.

Himeko sighed.

"I'm fine."

Himeko said this, gently stroking Anqi's head.

Oh well, maybe this is for the best.

In the past, Himeko had also vaguely sensed that her excessive reliance on Anqi was inappropriate. The Valkyrie were a group prone to having lesbians, and if things continued this way, Himeko wouldn't be too surprised if things crossed a line.

"I'm her teacher, and I don't like women either. It's right to correct her now to avoid any unpleasantness in the future."

Himeko comforted herself in this way.

Late at night, as she had done every night recently, Himeko climbed into bed early, turned off the lights, and tossed and turned while hugging a pillow.

Getting some rest beforehand can help make up for some lost sleep.

"I need to adjust my habits as soon as possible and not get too used to the days of being taken care of and sleeping comfortably."

Himeko murmured to herself, her eyelids finally becoming heavy, as if she were about to fall asleep.

Then, I vaguely felt something slip into the blankets.

Himeko suddenly opened her eyes.

"An... Anqi?"

"Himeko, I miss you so much."

Anqi, through the cushion, pressed herself against Himeko's ambitious chest, took a deep breath of her alluring milk fragrance, and felt her whole body go limp.

Sister Sirin is someone I've liked since my past life. Since I have the opportunity in this life, and it just so happens to be the right time to start a new script, Anqi put in all her effort and worked overtime for more than a month to win her over.

More than a month later, when Angie felt Himeko's warmth and fragrance again, Anqi a special sense of satisfaction, as well as a subtle sense of indebtedness—it was like having a mistress.

'But if my older sister wants it, and so does my Himeko, then it's a complete family!'

Anqi, completely oblivious to her own bad behavior, naturally committed the sin of greed.

Himeko was stunned for a long time, then threw the pillow out of the blanket and reached out to hug Anqi's soft and fragrant body.

'Screw the correction! Anqi's touch is definitely better!'

Himeko gave up thinking, breathed in the sweet scent of Anqi, and drifted off to sleep contentedly.

Chapter 116 I'll Take Care of Being Handsome, You Take Care of Fighting

"Big sister~"

"Big sister~~"

"Big sister, where are you? Stop being naughty and come out quickly! Hmm, are you hiding downstairs?"

Tachibana Yuki's gentle voice, filled with a smile and charm, faded away with the sound of footsteps.

At the same time, at the corner of the second-floor corridor, under a table completely covered by cloth, Sirin turned on the screen of the game console.

Bathed in the pale blue light of the screen, a pained expression appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face.

Overall, I had a very happy time at the villa these past few days.

A wide variety of delicious food, a huge, ultra-high-definition wall-mounted TV, the most luxurious gaming equipment, a hot spring in the courtyard, and massage techniques performed by Tachibana Yuki with her soft little hands—the highest level of food and entertainment that humans can obtain is what Sirin experiences every day, and she still hasn't finished experiencing it all.

Even the things I don't want to describe, that forbidden yet wonderful feeling, is actually quite pleasant.

"That's just too much!"

"While eating, playing games, or taking a nap, how come she can always..."

"Ah! No, no, we absolutely can't continue like this today, or we'll go crazy!"

Sirin shook her head violently, trying to shake off those indescribable memories.

The space under the table was a bit cramped, but fortunately, my body was very flexible, so it wasn't uncomfortable to curl up.

"It's decided, I'll play games here all night! Let her look for it slowly, she'll probably go to sleep by herself if she can't find it, right?"

Sirin muttered to herself, logged into her game account, and quickly started playing an action game.

"What the hell? Are all these teammates pigs? No, no, no, I should say all humans are pigs! Teammates are, enemies are, they're all pigs!"

Looking at her impressive record of 0 kills and 16 deaths, Sirin puffed up her cheeks in anger.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still so many fun games on the handheld console that she hadn't had enough of, or even had time to experience most of them, Sirin would have definitely smashed this infuriating game console to pieces.

Then she blinked, tapped on the next game, and patted her stomach, saying:

"I feel a little hungry again?"

"So, would you like potato chips, instant noodles, or a deluxe late-night snack, dear sister?"

"Potato chips are fine, but how are we supposed to eat instant noodles and late-night snacks here?"

Sirin casually took the potato chips handed to her and replied nonchalantly.

"Snap! Snap! Snap... Cough cough cough cough!"

"∑(っ°Д°;)っ What are you doing here!?"

The handheld game console and potato chips fell all over the floor. Before Tachibana Yuki could respond, Sirin tried to climb off the table using both her hands and feet.

Then, he was pressed down under the table by a tremendous force.

In terms of strength, if Tachibana Yuki wanted to, there was absolutely no way that Sirin could resist her now.

During the movement, Sirin's pajamas accidentally slipped down, revealing half of her delicate, snow-white shoulder.

Just then, a potato chip fell into the crevice of the Abyss.

Tachibana Yuki's eyes darkened. She lowered her head, put a potato chip in her mouth, and then slowly lowered her body to get closer to Sirin.

Sirin turned her head away in terror. "Yamero! Don't come any closer!"

Tachibana Yuki remained unmoved, a potato chip dangling from her mouth, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, every time it's the older sister who's shouting 'Don't stop!' at the end~~"

"I said no! Stop! You pervert, did you even understand?!"

"It's alright, it's all the same. My mischievous older sister definitely needs more guidance~~"

"Yamero!!!"

Tonight, Tachibana Yuki Anqi is still captivated by the Queen of the Void's sweet and gentle charm. However, in her view, this is a form of education for antisocial personality disorder, a serious matter, and cannot be considered decadent or dissolute!

What? You're saying this is disrespectful to Her Queen of the Void's personal will?

It doesn't matter. Her Queen of the Void isn't a good person, and Anqi is even less so. Just leave it to yourselves!

Tonight, Sirin is still troubled by Anqi's excessive infatuation with her. She has no mind to think about the suspicions of the past few days, nor is she concerned about the cause of eliminating humanity. For her, maintaining her last shred of sanity amidst endless pleasure is already a great effort.

Such days will likely continue for a very long time to come.

On a sunny morning, the air at Great Void Mountain was fresh and clean.

"Crimson Kite, take this Ethereal Swordplay! Piercing through the air and vanishing... Ouch! Stop hitting me! My butt hurts!"

Ji Lin held a wooden sword in one hand and made a sword-finger gesture with the other, and had just set up a sword stance that made A-Lin's eyes light up.

Then, Fu Hua, wielding her sword with one hand, cleaved the wooden sword away, followed by several heavy slaps to her pert, round buttocks.

Ji Lin clutched his buttocks and awkwardly spun around in the square a few times before the pain subsided. Then, he angrily ran back to Fu Hua's side.

"Crimson Kite, what are you doing? I haven't even used my skill yet, and you've already spanked me! Is this what friends do?"

"Precisely because we are friends, I hope you will give up these fancy tricks and delve into the true essence and realm of knowledge!"

Fu Hua rubbed her temples, saying with a helpless and troubled expression.

She had been accompanying Ji Lin in sword practice these past few days, and discovered that in the battle inside Chiyou's body, Ji Lin had indeed relied on sheer force to win, a case of overwhelming strength.

Once he relinquished the immense power provided by the Xuanyuan Sword, judging solely from a swordsmanship perspective, Ji Lin's skill level could only be described as exceptional among ordinary people.

However, Ji Lin also loves to think about all sorts of cool move names and stances.

Although A-Lin always enjoyed watching it, in Fu Hua's eyes, the Martial Ancestor of Shenzhou, he was simply a noob who loved to play!

Ji Lin rubbed his buttocks with one hand and raised the other high, protesting defiantly:

"I already have the Xuanyuan Sword, why would I need such high-level swordsmanship? Just find a cool pose and unleash all my power, isn't that enough!"

"From a purely rational perspective, this mentality can be extremely harmful at crucial moments!"

"I don't care! It's wrong to spank me every day! A-Lin, you be the judge!"

"A-Lin, you should try to persuade her too. This can't go on."

The two of them turned their gazes toward A-Lin, who was watching the show.

A-Lin floated in mid-air as light as a feather, her legs bent like jade, her long red skirt fluttering against gravity, and the golden Xuanyuan Sword wrapped around her and carried by her side.

She lightly covered her lips with her wide sleeve and smiled:

"In conclusion, what my sister said makes sense. With the Xuanyuan Sword as our reliance, we don't need that much swordsmanship. We just need to cultivate our mind and study stronger ways to unleash our power."

"Look, look, even A-Lin said that! Crimson Kite, you'd better apologize to me right now, or I'll keep bothering you all day and make sure you can't do anything!"

"But Crimson Kite is right. Swordsmanship is the foundation of all skills. If you are only half-baked, it will eventually affect your continued progress in cultivation."

"Whose side are you on? If you're so capable, you do it yourself!"

Ji Lin jumped up and down in a fit of rage.

A-Lin exchanged a helpless glance with Fu Hua, then turned to Ji Lin and nodded with a smile.

Ji Lin puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily at the two of them.

The next second, Ji Lin, who was standing on the ground, and Ji Lin, who was floating in the air like a fairy, suddenly exchanged glances.

Ji Lin casually tucked the Xuanyuan Sword into his arms, tossed his head back, glanced sideways, and pouted defiantly, saying: