The contrast provided by the [Ji Lin - Magical Girl] attire immensely stimulated Ye Feng's appetite.
He changed his methods, tormenting the dignified and elegant beauty in myriad ways.
Ye Feng did not use [Recovery] on Ji Lin. Old Ye had recently discovered that he particularly enjoyed seeing girls so exhausted, utterly boneless and pliable like soft mud, after being thoroughly fucked.
"The madam looks very tired. Would you like me to summon your husband to help shoulder some of the burden?"
Ye Feng asked with a cheerful laugh.
The sensation provided by the Madam was truly unique.
"Lin... N-No, there's no need."
Ji Lin replied, her voice frail as a gossamer thread.
Ye Feng pinched Ji Lin's cheek. "The madam likes me that much, huh? Unwilling to share even with your most beloved husband?"
"..."
A flash of shame and indignation crossed Ji Lin's indifferent and weary face, but it quickly subsided. She calmly parted her cherry lips.
"We... Red Kite and I are only husband and wife in name. Furthermore, we are both women... Master need not be so excited..."
"Heh, well, nothing can escape the sharp intellect of the madam, can it? However, two beautiful girls together—isn't that even better?"
Ji Lin felt a wave of irritation and involuntarily closed her eyes.
Fine. She should never debate this point with Master.
"Ah Lin didn't deny the part about 'liking me that much.' So, you like me?"
"Haha, Master must be joking."
Ji Lin's tone was flat, carrying a subtle hint of disdain.
"Hmm, I just love that expression of yours."
Ye Feng gave a wicked smile.
"..."
Ji Lin was starting to feel lost.
Does he like every single expression I make?
A storm was brewing, and the low pressure made the air heavy and suffocating.
Ji Lin felt like a fragile new sprout breaking through the soil of a vast plain, subject to the endless rain and wind of the human world.
---o---
The moon climbed the branches, and the room fell silent.
Ji Lin had finally sunk into a deep sleep.
Thump thump thump~
A very polite knock sounded on the door.
Ye Feng helped Ji Lin sit up.
Ji Lin was so utterly boneless that she seemed to lack any structure. Her head fell weakly backward, her dark hair cascading down like a waterfall, an utterly beautiful sight.
Ji Lin possessed the perfect, petite figure of an Oriental woman, and when paired with the magical girl attire, it created a bizarre aesthetic beauty. As Ye Feng walked, her silk-clad feet dangled.
The delicate, pure white silken feet were exquisite. Through the faint sheen of the stockings, one could vaguely glimpse the segments of her white, jade-like toes and the gaps between them.
Ye Feng simply carried Ji Lin toward the door.
He opened the door, and a slender, verdant figure stood gracefully before him.
"Little White Mouse, you seem to be having a lot of fun."
Mobius sauntered in, her seductive waist swaying.
Ye Feng, holding Ji Lin, couldn't help but say, "If Snakey would join in, I'd be even happier."
"Keep dreaming."
Mobius fluttered her fair little hand in front of her nose, looking at Ye Feng's glistening, seemingly waxed forearm.
"Don't look at me like this, I have my standards too. You're filthy right now."
Filthy with Ji Lin's scent.
Then Mobius smiled seductively. "If we were playing with Elysia together, it might be acceptable."
"Oh~ Snakey really likes Elysia, doesn't she?"
"No. I merely want to see her cry, to see her wronged, to see her helpless and miserable little expression."
Ye Feng said, "That is liking her, Snakey."
"..."
Mobius's expression suddenly turned cold, her vertical pupils staring chillingly at Ye Feng. "Little White Mouse, even from you, if you keep saying such annoying things, I will get angry."
"Alright, alright. Snakey, you came here specifically at this time. If you're not joining, what is it you want?"
Ye Feng tossed the delicate, pliable curves of Ji Lin slightly in his hands.
"Tch."
Mobius clicked her tongue, clearly displeased by the sight.
"Do you think I wanted to come? You've been tormenting her for so long; I've run out of patience waiting."
"Apologies, apologies. Next time, Snakey's matters will take priority. So, what is it?"
"The Herrscher of Erosion, she listens to you, right? Call her to the Elysian Realm. I need to go out for a while."
Go out?
Ye Feng wasn't surprised by this.
Mobius's memory avatar had two goals: to become the true Mobius and to leave the Elysian Realm.
However, Ye Feng was curious.
"Why are you only saying this now? Is it because you were having too much fun here and forgot?"
"Heh, how could I forget? I previously thought that if I simply interacted with Elysia more in the outside world, she would soon enter here as well..."
Ye Feng had given Mobius partial authorization to help her analyze the "reasons people from the outside world enter."
One method was "opening a map."
But people within the same "map," such as Kiana and Mei, or Mobius and Aponia, only arrived one after another after making contact.
So, Mobius decided to experiment with Elysia.
"I tried to interact and converse with Elysia as much as possible. As you can see, it seems ineffective. However, 'contact' must be one of the inducements for entering, but are there other conditions? I've been pondering this for days, but I have no results. So, I plan to go outside and clear my head."
"Haha."
"What's so funny?"
Mobius frowned.
"I was just thinking. If Elysia really does enter because of you, she's definitely going to look at you like, 'It was you who let the devil into the village!'"
Mobius stared intensely at Ye Feng and said, "This is the most important reason I came, Little White Mouse. You must not go and bully Elysia by yourself."
"Why can you bully her, but I can't? Is yours one of those relationships where 'only I am allowed to bully the other party'?"
Mobius stepped forward, her nimble fingers gripping the small section of Ye Feng's forearm that was exposed. She looked up at him.
"Heh heh. Is what you do 'bullying' them? You just lust after their bodies."
"Well, while that is certainly true..."
"In short, you must not bully Elysia or any of the other Flame-Chasers if they enter. Of course, if they are willing, I have no objection. This is also Aponia's request. Can you promise me this, Father Darling?"
The two gazed into each other's eyes. Just at that moment—
"Lord Ye Feng."
Rita, clad in [Black Stockings + High Heels], appeared at the doorway with a dignified posture.
Even without her maid uniform, one could sense her unique maid aura from her stance.
Acting as if she hadn't noticed Ji Lin hanging onto Ye Feng like a sloth, Rita clasped her hands together and then turned to look at Mobius.
"Lord Ye Mei."
"Ah, it's Rita. Please come in."
Mobius separated from Ye Feng, and their discussion was temporarily shelved.
"Excuse the intrusion."
Rita walked into the dishevelled room. A thick, stale odor permeated the air.
It was, after all, summer.
Ye Feng had deliberately not turned on the air conditioning. Even with the windows open, the cramped room was filled with a mix of sweat, tears, and certain other liquids.
Stepping into the room, one could even sense a distinct increase in the density of the confined air.
Rita subtly wrinkled her nose—she should have felt something was wrong—but she sat down in the single armchair as if nothing had happened.
Her full, black-stockinged beautiful legs were gently pressed together, and her back was held perfectly straight.
"Would you like some hot milk?"
"Ah, no need to be so polite, thank you."