Asta's boudoir

Following Arlan, Lin Feng arrived at the door of a sleeping chamber named B134, somewhere in the Base Cabin.

Looking at where he had been brought, Lin Feng felt a little surprised.

Weren't we supposed to discuss Herta Space Station's defenses? Why arrange the meeting in the residential area?

It's working hours. Shouldn't the ever-diligent Asta be handling administrative duties in the Central Control Zone?

A host of tantalizing scenes surfaced in his mind, leaving Lin Feng both apprehensive and expectant.

What is Asta up to? Could she be...

"Station Manager Asta, Mr. Lin Feng is here..."

Standing before the chamber's terminal panel, Arlan bowed slightly and spoke with a serious expression.

"Understood... I've unlocked the door. Let him in..."

Asta's voice was lovely, but her calm, detached tone betrayed little emotion.

"Lin Feng... please come in. Station Manager Asta is waiting for you."

Arlan turned to address Lin Feng, his expression respectful.

"Oh... Arlan, aren't you coming in too?"

"If we're discussing Herta Space Station's defenses, you ought to be there as head of the Security Department..."

Lin Feng spoke slowly, his expression calm.

"Uh... well... I just remembered! I still need to supervise the repairs in the Support Cabin!"

"Oh no, how could I forget something so important? Lin Feng, in that case... please excuse me!"

Before Lin Feng could reply, Arlan immediately turned and left.

"Huh... why run so fast? It's not like this place is a death trap."

Watching Arlan hurry away, Lin Feng was rather puzzled.

According to his previous experience in the Path Simulation, Arlan was a personal guard who had followed Asta since her days with her family.

Even if this was Asta's boudoir, surely he didn't need to be so frightened?

At that moment, in a corridor around a corner not far from Asta's room, Arlan let out a long breath.

"Milady always says I'm too rigid and don't know how to read the situation. I didn't make a mistake this time, did I?"

"Thank goodness. At least next month's pay is safe."

"Looks like I guessed right. Milady's feelings for Lin Feng..."

When he had barged into her room that morning, Miss Asta had given him a thorough dressing-down, and he had lost his pay as well.

With that lesson still fresh in his mind, Arlan had no desire whatsoever to go back there.

As for whether Lady Asta and Lin Feng had something going on, Arlan wasn't about to meddle.

To him, Lin Feng was both his benefactor and his idol. Even if Lin Feng wanted to marry his lady, he would wholeheartedly approve.

Passing through the thick alloy door and entering Asta's boudoir, Lin Feng was greeted by a waft of delicate fragrance.

The room was spacious, decorated in a girlish pink palette. The furniture and other belongings were neatly arranged, and the white bookshelves were filled to capacity.

On the soft, snow-white bed, a graceful figure drew his gaze all the more.

Her long pink hair was meticulously styled, with an exquisite gold hair clip beside her left-swept bangs.

Her beautiful lake-blue eyes were like clear waters, reflecting tiny, sparkling ripples.

Beneath her dainty nose, her delicate lips were as lovely as cherry blossom petals in spring.

Unlike the astronomical uniform she wore at work, Asta was dressed today in an elegant white lace dress.

The soft, fitted fabric perfectly outlined the curves of her bust. A white bow at her slender, swanlike neck gathered the dress's neckline together.

The snowy skin of her exposed shoulders and collarbones looked especially radiant beneath the lights.

The dress's hem was very short, barely covering the tops of her thighs. White lace garters pressed slightly into her skin, revealing the softness and suppleness of her pale thighs.

Below the garters, exquisite pure-white stockings wrapped Asta's long, snowy legs, adding a distinctive allure.

The Asta before him was truly beautiful.

Her elegance held a touch of cuteness, and that cuteness held a touch of temptation.

After briefly looking her over, Lin Feng feigned an utterly tranquil expression, despite the heat stirring within him.

Of course, he knew how alluring Asta's figure was. He had already become intimately acquainted with it.

Still, what had happened late that night had only come about because he had cleverly played his cards, treating Asta as March 7th.

As far as the normal course of events went, however, he and Asta had only just met.

So, if he was going to act, Lin Feng first had to play his role properly.

As the saying went, rushing things wouldn't win him a wife; it could leave him capsizing in shallow waters instead.

"You're here, Mr. Lin Feng."

Sitting up on the snow-white bed, Asta curved her lips into a faint smile and extended her right hand to Lin Feng.

"Yes... it's a pleasure to meet you, Station Manager Asta."

Lin Feng nodded quietly and shook Asta's hand without hesitation.

"May I ask what you wished to discuss with me, Station Manager Asta?"

"Arlan said it seemed to concern Herta Space Station's defenses?"

"Although I don't know much about such matters, I'd be happy to discuss them with you."

Lin Feng spoke slowly, his face composed.

Acting was something he excelled at. With the purple talent Love Master, his ability to play along was first-rate.

"Yes... yes, that's right! Um... Mr. Lin Feng, what do you think of that Star Destroyer?"

As she spoke, a few unusual expressions flickered across Asta's pretty face.

Oh no. When I contacted Arlan earlier, I just made up an excuse. I didn't think it through at all.

She had been so occupied with choosing her clothes and dressing up that she had forgotten this crucial detail.

Seeing Lin Feng's utterly serious expression, Asta grew a little flustered. Perhaps this was what it meant to lose one's composure when one cared too much.

So she seized on a topic at random. She didn't want Lin Feng to suspect her motives for inviting him.

"Do you mean the Giant Peak? It looks very powerful, with extraordinary suppressive firepower."

"If the Giant Peak hadn't warped in to help in time, I probably wouldn't be standing here in one piece."

"In that case, I owe you my thanks as well, Station Manager Asta. Your wisdom and quick thinking turned the tide at the critical moment."

Mentioning the Giant Peak made Lin Feng want to laugh, but he held himself firmly in check and maintained a calm expression.

Asta really dares to dream and act on it. What kind of name is Giant Peak? It's far too easy to get the wrong idea.

"You're too kind, Mr. Lin Feng. I was merely fulfilling my duties as manager of Herta Space Station."

"If you hadn't stepped forward, the station would probably have fallen apart before the Star Destroyer arrived."

"So, if anyone should be thanking anyone, I should be thanking you..."

With a faint smile on her lips, Asta spoke with a serious expression as well.