"I never expected... that our so-called 'aloof and mysterious' thief lady also has physical needs? And I think I've figured it out now, you're not really after the magical world, you're just after me, right?"
Trillian blushed, rested her chin on her hand, and stared intently at Draco: "I admit I just want to be close to you."
"It's no use you liking me, because my first time is reserved for Hermione." Draco's lips curled into a smile.
"I didn't expect you to be so... innocent?"
"That's called principle," Draco corrected.
"Anyway, Hermione doesn't know if it's your first time or not, so what are you afraid of?" Trillian leaned closer with a mischievous smile.
"There is a kind of magic that can reveal this."
"Oh~" Trillian drawled, then suddenly realized, "So you didn't want to, you were just afraid of being discovered..."
"No," Draco denied. "If I had such thoughts, no one could stop me. I'm just being chaste."
"It's fine if I don't lose my virginity," Trillian pouted, insisting, "I can help you in other ways too~"
"The five-fingered girl is very dangerous."
"I understand, you still have a mouth, don't you? Young master, I don't mind~" Trillian whispered in his ear.
Pressed relentlessly, Draco cut to the chase. "I noticed throughout the entire conversation. You're not interested in the magical world; you're here for me."
This time, Trillian didn't hide anything, saying, "Yes! I want to be your woman! Then I can use you... cough, I mean, that way I can get in touch with magic, right?"
"There is no shortcut." Draco shattered her illusions. "There is no technology for Muggle to become wizards through external means."
"I believe you..." Trillian's eyes were misty. "After all, you've been really good to Hermione; those eyes don't lie."
"You know all that..." Draco chuckled.
"You can restrain yourself while holding your beautiful young wife every day, and you still say you're not good to Hermione?" Trillian retorted.
"That's true," Draco readily admitted.
Just then, Trillian suddenly did something that shocked Draco: she squatted down and reached out to unbutton Draco's pants!
"What are you doing?!" Draco exclaimed, clutching his trousers in fright.
"I'll help you!" Trillian tilted her head back and hinted with her eyes.
"You're crazy, in public!"
Draco lowered his voice and berated him angrily.
"Young Master, don't you find it exciting?" Trillian persisted, "Don't you have any means to shield yourself from the outside world?"
"What are you trying to provoke?!" Draco moved back a little. "I have a sense of shame too! This kind of thing should be done behind closed doors, otherwise what's the difference between us and animals?"
"Shall we go to my room?" Trillian asked with a smile.
"You're acting like a complete madwoman!" Draco cursed helplessly, while forcefully pulling Trillian out from under the table.
Despite being scolded, Trillian wasn't angry. Instead, she sat on Draco's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and clung to him, saying coquettishly, "As long as you're happy, young master~"
"I'll keep an eye out for ways to become a wizard," Draco sighed, deciding to use a mutually beneficial arrangement to get rid of her. "Don't do anything reckless, you hear me?"
"Thank you, young master~" Trillian's eyes lit up, she rubbed against him, and said sweetly, "I knew young master was the best~"
Draco covered his face, thinking to himself: This woman is really... When she's covered in hair, she's as clever as a monkey; when she's hairless, she's as slippery as an eel.
"Don't say I didn't warn you, Hermione can also Apparition. If she suddenly checks up on you and accidentally kills you, I won't be responsible." Draco's expression turned serious again.
" Apparition?" Trillian was taken aback, her joy vanishing as she anxiously pressed, "It means appearing beside you without any warning?"
"That's right." Draco looked at her with a mocking smile.
"Young Master, why didn't you say so earlier? Do you want to get your little thief killed?" Trillian sprang to her feet, hurriedly sat back in her chair opposite her, and patted her chest with lingering fear.
"Now you know fear?" Draco's smile widened.
"What should I do then?" Trillian frowned, looking at him pitifully, her heart filled with entanglement and grievance.
"What are you thinking about...?" Draco rolled his eyes.
"I need to take care of my physiological needs too..." Trillian muttered aggrievedly, "I can't just be left to suffocate, can I?"
"Go to the restaurant and get yourself a cucumber," Draco said expressionlessly, taking a sip of his coffee. "Or something else, whatever you like."
"... Young Master, you're so heartless..."
Trillian gritted her teeth and spoke through gritted teeth.
"I'm not an animal driven by my lower instincts," Draco said elegantly, wiping his mouth. "I have my principles."
"You're so good to your wife..." Trillian said enviously.
"Of course~" Draco's languid expression instantly softened with tenderness at the mention of Hermione, and even his voice became gentler.
"Sigh!" Trillian sighed softly, "I also want to be your woman, but I'm afraid that's a long and arduous journey..."
"Just think about it."
Trillian pouted and looked at him resentfully.
"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going back." Draco said, straightening his collar which had been rumpled by Trillian.
"Why go back?" Trillian reached out to stop her.
"Going back and disturbing Hermione's reading?"
"I've been to most places on the cruise ship, there's not much left to do," Draco yawned lazily. "Going back to sleep, or maybe watching Hermione, is fine too."
"Have you been to the spa?" Trillian suggested. "I heard the therapists there have excellent services. Or I could help you."
"My wife won't let me go," Draco shook his head in refusal.
"What about the gym?" Trillian asked again.
"I don't need to work out."
"What man doesn't need to work out and tone his body? Wouldn't having smooth, firm muscle lines attract Hermione's attention and make her even more interested?" Trillian persuaded.
"Overworking muscles can put a strain on the body and cause injury, and besides, I already have muscles," Draco explained.
"Really?" Trillian moved closer naturally, and taking Draco by surprise, lifted the hem of his Draco.
Upon seeing his muscular physique, Trillian exclaimed in amazement, "My God, those muscles are so beautiful!"
As she spoke, she placed her palm on his firm, flat stomach, tracing the contours of his abdominal muscles. "This feel! You're being too unfair! Hermione would be smitten!"
" Hermione's already head over heels in love, although... but..." Draco grabbed her restless hand, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "Aren't you pushing your luck a bit too far, woman?"