"It was her fault." "It was my fault!"
Ash and Vishy hurriedly spoke up, while Philly quickly went over and pulled Meng Si back to her seat, shoving the suitcase back in. After much coaxing, she finally got Rose to give Ash one more chance. Vishy helped Ash back into his wheelchair, and Ash seized the chance to grab her wrist. Internal communication. Strictly not to be shared.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Once we're back in the bedroom, I'll repay you properly." Vishy feigned shyness. "Master, your waist isn't in good shape right now. I'll be a good Female Knight."
"I'm only temporarily leaving the feather with you. As long as I want to, I can take it away at any time." Ash said seriously, "Not only does this not mean I trust you—on the contrary, I'll only be watching you with even harsher eyes. Once you make a mistake I can't tolerate, the punishment won't be peeling grapes anymore, Vishy."
Vishy stared at Ash for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his hand and said earnestly, "Ash, I won't let down your expectations. I know that whether it's my reputation or the things I've done, there's no way you can believe in me. In fact, after all these years, I've long since gotten used to living in the mire of suspicion."
"And I don't think you did anything wrong. If our roles were reversed, I would only have been crueler than you. But even for someone like me, you were still willing to give me a chance to prove myself, willing to regard me as a sorcerer with personhood rather than a tool to be used and discarded. I'll never become a good person, but under your restraint, perhaps I really can, can..."
By the end, Vishy was