Buzzz-
Lynn's eyes instantly went blank.
News this explosive and terrifying was like a nuclear bomb tossed into a fishpond, blasting out countless radioactive grilled fish.
This wasn't information an apprentice was supposed to know, was it?!
Was it?!
Was it?!
(ΩДΩ)!!
Master! I swear, I really didn't find out on purpose!
You've always been a strong, invincible man in my eyes!
"Wait, let me get this straight first!"
Lynn held out a hand, quickly forcing himself to regain his composure and trying to calm his expression.
He immediately called up the solutions the system had provided for those symptoms in his mind.
"Emotions... peak... blank... suppression..."
Lynn picked out those key words.
He frowned, brainstorming.
"Madam, let me ask one more question. Have you ever considered that lifting the curse inside you might not necessarily require sex, but simply an emotional outburst? Do you think that's possible?"
Madam Doll sat down, folded her arms across her chest, and closed her eyes.
"Of course I've considered that, but it's not as simple as you think. To tell you the truth, before I met your master, my original body was a wooden puppet plagued by a curse."
Lynn froze.
"And dolls have no emotions. No morals, no shame, no joy, and no sorrow. Or rather, it isn't that we have none, just that they're very difficult to awaken."
She opened her eyes, her voice softening.
"Our lineage chose the gentlest method: finding a flesh-and-blood creature we can trust, gradually forming a bond with them, then awakening our emotions little by little as we spend time together. Finally, during sex, those emotions erupt completely, allowing us to transform."
Her gaze was deep.
"There are other methods besides this one, but they're all far too cruel."
For example, through immense torture, a doll