"This one," Leon declared, placing a photo on the table with a flourish. "A masterpiece!"
He slapped down another. "This one, tsk tsk, a rare find."
"And this one," he said, laying down a third with finality. "I would call it—the ultimate art!"
With each photo Leon placed on the table, Rossweise's face grew darker.
By the time he reached the last one, she snatched a random photo from the pile and incinerated it to ash with a flicker of dragon flame.
Leon didn't seem to care at all.
Go ahead, burn them. What difference does it make?
He had plenty more.
Seeing his calm demeanor, Rossweise knew he had to have more than just these copies.
When… when on earth did he sneak in and take so many of these unbearable bunny girl photos!
And there were group photos too!
Slap—
Leon put his hand on Rossweise's shoulder, teasing the mother dragon who was on the verge of exploding from a mix of humiliation and rage.
"You must be wondering when I took these, aren't you?"
Her silver dragon eyes stared intensely at him. Under normal circumstances, Leon would already be groveling at her feet, begging for mercy.
But since he could casually lay out these photos without fear of immediate retaliation, Rossweise was sure he had an ace up his sleeve. She couldn't act recklessly. She had to see how many cards he was still holding.
Seeing her glaring in silent, embarrassed fury, Leon continued.
"Do you remember the last time you used the Blood Enchantment on me for revenge?"
At that moment, Rossweise understood everything.
She should have guessed it sooner.
During the days she was unconscious, that scoundrel Leon wouldn't have just sat around waiting for her to wake up.
Besides snooping around the back of the Silver Dragon Temple, he must have been busy with… this!
She never expected it to be… something so shameless!
Leon happily watched Rossweise's expression. She looked like a pufferfish about to explode from anger.
But unfortunately for her, Leon held her fatal weakness in his hands. No matter how much she puffed up, she simply couldn't pop.
So this is what it feels like to hold someone's fate in your hands?
It was even more satisfying than the resonance of their dragon marks!
Rossweise bit her lip, her eyes darting to the photos on the table. "Are you planning to use these to threaten me?"
Leon shook his head. "No, no, no, I never said I would threaten you. It was you who said that if you put on the bunny girl outfit, you would let me do as I pleased, wasn't it?"
"You…!"
She had spoken too soon.
She had walked right into his trap.
To be fair, Rossweise had no real obligation to keep her word to her prisoner. She could easily go back on it, just as she had forced Leon many times before. Opposing his will was a torment in itself for him.
But this time was different.
Not only had she said "let you do as you please," but more importantly, Leon now had the leverage to utterly ruin her.
As the saying goes, your own words can become a trap… For now, she could only… let him have his way.
"So, what exactly do you want me to do?" Rossweise asked through gritted teeth.
Leon pretended to ponder for a moment. "You said you would never wear a bunny girl outfit for me in your lifetime. These photos were taken while you were unconscious."
"Knowing your personality, you're definitely not happy about it. So, how about this? You put on the bunny girl outfit for me again. Right now."
Rossweise listened to his nonsense with a stony face. What did he mean, "knowing your personality"? He just wanted to see her in the outfit and had made up this flimsy excuse!
"What if I refuse?" She needed to test his bottom line, to see how far he would go with these photos.
"Refuse? No problem at all," Leon said cheerfully. "It's just that next time we visit your sister, she might find these bunny girl photos displayed as a centerpiece. We could all enjoy them together as a family."
"…Well done, Cosmodeous. Well done indeed," Rossweise thought, her heart sinking. Not only was he socially destroying her, but he was making her sister the executioner. He was truly ruthless!
If Isha saw these photos, Rossweise wouldn't be able to face her for at least two hundred years.
Leon's move had hit its mark perfectly, leaving her with no room to maneuver.
Though filled with indignation, Rossweise had to accept her fate.
"I… I don't have a bunny girl outfit," she said, hugging herself and lowering her gaze.
"Is that so? Well, I can be reasonable," Leon replied.
Rossweise looked up. Was he… going to let her off? Could he actually be that kind?
"Since you don't have the outfit, I'll give you an hour to get one. Isn't that generous enough?" Leon said.
"Leon, you…" Rossweise began.
Leon looked at the clock on the wall. "It's 5:50 PM. I'll round it up and give you an extra ten minutes. By 7 o'clock tonight, I'll come to your room to inspect the result."
He leaned in close to Rossweise, their breaths mingling. He could feel the heat radiating from her flushed cheeks.
"Be good now, okay?" he whispered teasingly. "You wouldn't want your sister to find out about your bunny girl side, would you?"
"Shut up. I'll go get the outfit," Rossweise snapped, pushing him away and swiftly leaving the room, her high heels clicking sharply on the floor.
Bang—
The door slammed shut with indignant force.
Leon chuckled. "Finally, it's my turn to be in charge."
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An hour later, Leon arrived at Rossweise's room. He found her sitting on the edge of her bed, looking like a reluctant bride, draped from head to toe in a long black coat. The blush on her cheeks hadn't faded, giving her a strangely alluring look.
"I… I couldn't find the bunny ears," Rossweise said, looking up at him and speaking softly.
"Why couldn't you find them?" Leon asked.
In truth, when Leon took those photos, there hadn't been any bunny ears either. He had improvised by styling Rossweise's own hair into a pair.
So he knew exactly why she couldn't find them now. He just wanted to tease her a little more, to let her taste a bit of the frustration he had so often endured!
Rossweise lightly bit her red lips. Using the softest, most innocent tone to deliver the hardest of words, she said, "I couldn't find them… there's no reason why."
Leon adopted a magnanimous air. "Alright, since it's your first time, I'll relax the requirements a little."
He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and pointed at her coat. "So, underneath that coat is…?"
Rossweise didn't answer immediately. Instead, she asked, "If I cooperate with you… if I let you do as you please… will you destroy these photos? And any other backups? Everything?"
"That depends on my mood," Leon replied, not showing all his cards.
It sounded like there were indeed backups.
Rossweise turned to look at him. "How many backups did you make in total?"
Leon's mind twitched. "Two," he said.
Even with the upper hand, it's wise to show a little weakness to the enemy. When dealing with this mother dragon, I can't afford to be careless.
Rossweise took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "Please, don't let me find those backups, Leon. Or else—"
Leon shrugged indifferently. "That's a problem for the future. You know me, life is short, so let's enjoy the present. Now, don't waste any more time, Your Bunny Majesty. Take off the coat."
Rossweise closed her eyes and reluctantly let the coat fall away.
Underneath, she was indeed wearing a bunny girl outfit. Black stockings sheathed her graceful legs, while a low-cut bodysuit generously displayed her alluring figure.
Her ample bosom was snugly held by the tight fabric, with part of her dragon mark tattoo visible above the neckline, trailing down into her cleavage.
Unable to find bunny ears or a tail, her own silver dragon tail emerged from the opening in the outfit's back.
Strangely, it didn't look out of place at all. Instead, it added a unique charm. Bunny girl + dragon girl—a wonderful fusion of Leon's favorite and least favorite creatures!
Her expression was awkward and constrained. Her legs were pressed tightly together, and the tip of her tail drooped nervously by her feet, looking entirely uncomfortable.
It was precisely this shy and awkward demeanor that would deeply appeal to any bunny girl enthusiast.
"Have you seen enough yet?" the dragon girl asked, her blush deepening.
Her voice was laced with impatience. "What are we going to do next?"
Leon nodded in satisfaction. Then, he retrieved the mini whip from when Rossweise had played the teacher with him before.
"Ahem, Miss Melkvey," he said, adopting a formal tone. "Please lie down immediately. Because we're about to… begin our lesson."
Rossweise: …
Damn dragon slayer, you better pray you never fall into my hands again!