"A familiar ceiling..."
Opening her eyes, the first thing that came into her hazy vision was the ceiling she saw every day. The luxurious decorations on the dome were no different from her memory.
The perilous experience in the Planetary Catalog was far behind her, as if the monsters that had endangered her life were just illusions she had encountered in a dream.
But!
She pulled back the covers.
Looked down.
"..." Theresa rubbed her eyes. "It must be a hallucination!"
She closed her eyes, opened them, and looked again.
"It hasn't changed... I've really grown up!"
Her excitement was palpable. She had finally shed that legal loli's cute figure and become a mature and reliable adult.
But...
"Why am I not wearing any clothes?"
While Theresa was trying hard to figure things out, an elegant maid placed a carefully prepared lunch within Theresa's sight, along with her favorite bitter melon juice.
"Lord Bishop, since you're awake, you might as well get up and have some breakfast."
The maid who entered the bedroom wore an elegant smile.
Although this person was as elegant and polite as ever, the look of disappointment and anticipation in her eyes further confirmed to Theresa that this was not a dream; she had indeed grown up overnight.
Excellent! She was finally no longer the silly loli that anyone could just pat whenever they wanted.
"Rita, what on earth happened? Why have I become like this?" she asked.
Theresa still hadn't figured out what had happened, and the shameful lolicon maid was her primary source of information.
"Lady Theresa, although I would very much like to be of service to you." A meaningful smile appeared on Rita's face, her direct gaze almost making Theresa think that she had rewritten her Kinks/Fetishes system and become a shameful Theresa-con.
"However, I am not the one who woke you from your slumber. It would be best for him to explain the specifics."
She stepped aside, clearing the line of sight.
The silver-haired, blue-eyed girl finally saw the third person in her bedroom and subconsciously said, "Smells so good!"
Bro, you smell so good!
Undignified saliva almost dripped from the corner of Theresa's mouth. The black-haired youth suddenly held an unimaginable attraction in her eyes, making her want to take a big bite out of him, a bite every single day.
At this moment...
"Lord Bishop, you're not dressed yet?"
Clothes? What clothes?
Dressing is not as important as eating!
This thought collided with the cool sensation on her body, and in an instant, Theresa gasped, sobered up by the cold air.
At some point, she had already crawled out of her soft, warm bed and was now on all fours on the thick carpet.
And on her body...
"Lord Bishop, there's no need to be shy. As a patient, avoiding the doctor out of fear is a bad habit."
The kind maid draped a piece of clothing over Theresa's body. The silver-haired girl knelt on the thick carpet with her head down, utterly ashamed.
Theresa knew she had a problem now and didn't intend to hide it, but she couldn't stand the shameless look on a certain someone's face.
"Lord Bishop, you actually used your body to violate my eyes. Don't you feel the slightest bit of guilt? Are you planning to just let this matter slide?"
This man unfurled his map of the state of Yan and began his charge!
He was clearly the one who had taken countless advantages, yet he was turning the tables on her.
Simply detestable!
But thanks to his shameless words, Theresa had also figured it out.
Since he had already seen everything, there was no point in continuing to be coy.
As long as she wasn't embarrassed, the one who was embarrassed wouldn't be her!
She stood up and sat down opposite Brian with great composure, as if nothing had just happened, and as if this revealing attire was just her usual way of life.
The loyal maid reacted to Theresa's movements, standing by her side and slightly behind her.
From Rita's angle, looking down, she could get a perfect view of Theresa's current figure.
Yes, the size and shape are both excellent. It seems little Theresa won't go hungry.
After these few days in the Planetary Catalog, her Lord Bishop had matured overnight, becoming a grown woman.
Not only did she have large breasts, long legs, and a slim waist, but even her style of doing things had become more mature.
Wonderful. It seems the day of little Theresa's birth is not far off.
Unaware of the wicked thoughts in her subordinate's mind, Theresa crossed her legs in a way that no normal man could ever manage.
Then she asked, "What exactly is going on? How did you rescue me, and why have I become like this?"
"Lord Bishop, we can take our time explaining." The big thunder on Theresa's body was like a dark elf's black hole grenade, filled with an unimaginable attraction.
And Theresa was acting so uninhibited right now, the wild aura making the big thunder full of freedom.
It was truly a super-amplified attraction.
"After we returned from the moon, we learned about your situation from Dr. Changguang; then Kiana and I broke into the Stigma Project's Planetary Catalog and saw you being besieged."
"At that time, you had already activated Vishnu's power. In your berserk state, you devoured countless Imaginary monsters. Not only did you grow from a child into an adult, but you were also in an irrational state, constantly trying to bite me."
"I used some methods to calm you down."
Theresa: "..."
The methods to calm her down... she had a bad feeling about this.
She looked down.
A faintly glowing pink Honeysuckle Crest appeared on the delicate skin of her lower abdomen at her will. She could almost imagine herself, after losing her mind, being held down by this guy, her whole body convulsing until she was completely powerless and unable to resist any longer.
The only saving grace was that she had no shameful memories of this experience and could pretend that she knew nothing at all.
"Is that so? Thank you so much." The clever Lord Bishop did not dwell on this issue, because she knew that saying even a few more words would be her own execution time.
"You're welcome. After all, you are Kiana's great aunt. I have to protect you no matter what."
"..." Her heart softened, and Theresa suddenly felt that there was true affection in the world.
If one didn't consider the lewd methods this guy used on her, he was actually a reliable junior.
But this guy was a lolicon with ill intentions towards her!
"Thoughtful of you." Surrounded by people with ill intentions towards her, Theresa felt that even as the supreme Schicksal Overseer, she was full of troubles.
She raised a small hand. Having not eaten for who knows how long, Theresa was about to pick up a piece of pastry made by Rita to fill her stomach.
Distracted, she didn't notice Brian's hand was just a stone's throw away, causing their bodies to touch.
The feeling that had been suppressed just a short while ago gave rise to a sincere craving in Theresa again, leaving her with only one thought in her mind...
Smells so good!
Really smells so good.
Bro, you really smell so good!
But she couldn't. She was the supreme Schicksal Overseer; she couldn't lose face in front of her subordinates and juniors.
Forcibly suppressing the desire to pounce on this guy and take a bite, Theresa turned around and pulled Rita's slender hand to her nose, sniffing lightly.
No feeling.
The elegant and dignified maid blinked, a blush appearing on her exquisite face: "Lord Bishop, if you need to do something improper to Rita, although Rita feels a little sorry for him, she can only endure the bitterness in her heart and serve you."
"Who wants you to warm their bed!?" Disgusted.
Swatting Rita's hand away, Theresa turned back: "I'm asking you, why do you smell so fragrant to me?"
Her blue eyes were shining brightly. Theresa's cheeks chewed nonstop on the pastries Rita had prepared, but it couldn't suppress the appetite in her body at all.
I want it! I really want it!
But she still held back.
Intellect controlling desire is wisdom; desire controlling intellect is wildness.
She was human, the Schicksal Overseer leading humanity against the Honkai, not some beast that wanted to devour everything.
"It's the End," Brian gave the answer.
"The End? What did you experience on the moon?" Theresa lowered her head, letting the food crumbs from the corner of her mouth fall onto her big thunder, rolling into the ravine below with the trembling of her body.
She didn't even dare to look at this guy now, for fear that her aroused desires would make her pounce on him and tear him apart.
Of course, she was also well aware that the consequence of pouncing on him now would most likely be the activation of the Honeysuckle Crest on her stomach, causing her, the Schicksal Overseer, to completely lose all her dignity.
But...
So hungry! Smells so good! I want it so much!
Brian: "After the Stigma Project began, we were transferred into the Sea of Quanta, where we absorbed the power of the End's remains."
"And as far as I know, Honkai Beasts don't feel pain."
"All Honkai Beasts are extensions of the End, one of the tentacles that the End extends into the Real World."
"In other words, to the Vishnu in you, Theresa, the power of the End is like the power from a mother, making you feel close."
"It's not you who desires me; it's the Vishnu in you that desires the power of the End in me."
Headpats, vigorous headpats!
The hand that messed up her snow-white hair soothed Theresa's craving for the power of the End.
It felt good, but she wanted more!
A beast roared within the girl's body, seemingly wanting to devour the man right in front of her.
With a sliver of clarity remaining, Theresa used her powerful willpower to push away the man's hand.
"You better get it straight, you bastard. I'm your superior, not someone you can touch whenever you want!"
Rita delivered a critical hit: "Lady Theresa, don't worry about it. You've already been seen naked several times anyway. Even if something a bit more excessive happens, everyone will forgive you."
"..."
You shameful lolicon maid, how dare you be so disrespectful to me!
She bared her teeth, grinding them...
"Rita, how dare you not take me, your Lord Bishop, seriously."
She grabbed casually.
Rip—!
The sound of tearing cloth rang out. The maid who had been openly snickering just a moment ago was instantly transformed into a little woman being bullied by a tyrant, the tattered maid outfit on her body creating a pitifully beautiful aesthetic.
Symbolically covering the pale skin on her body, Rita's expression was full of innocence: "Lord Bishop, even though this is your bedroom, you can't bully me in front of my boyfriend."
As she spoke, this wicked woman even threw a flirtatious wink, enraging Theresa.
This damn lolicon was getting out of hand; if it weren't for the threat of the Stigma Project right now, a critical moment when they needed all the strength they could get, she would definitely teach this wicked woman a lesson.
Theresa turned back: "Is there any way to solve this problem?"
"No. Your craving for me is just a superficial phenomenon. The real crux of the problem lies in the desire for evolution of the Vishnu within you."
"In the past, you had Judah to suppress Vishnu's power. Now that this power has been unleashed, it's impossible to stuff it back in."
Theresa frowned: "Get to the point."
"My suggestion is to let the Vishnu power in you be satisfied to a certain extent, and then use technical means to calm this restlessness."
"After all..." The two met each other's gaze.
"Theresa, you are also aware that now is a critical moment in the fight against the Stigma Project. You need to have stronger power to protect yourself."
"..." Her heart warmed, and Theresa felt that Kiana had found a pretty good partner.
Aside from being extremely lecherous and having a very strong libido, he was almost flawless.
Young and full of seed, powerful, and exceptionally capable...
In a sense, he was indeed a prime choice for a partner.
Suddenly...
Theresa felt a wave of heat wash over her. The places stared at by those eyes felt exceptionally hot.
A wave of shyness welled up!
"You little brat, where are you looking? Be careful, or I'll poke your eyes out!"
Her expression was fierce like a kitten's, completely lacking in deterrent power, and even made one want to take a picture.
Brian: "Sorry, Great Aunt, you are simply too beautiful. I couldn't help myself."
"You bastard..." Theresa tugged at the thin clothes on her body, as if to cover her springtime splendor, yet it seemed as if she did nothing at all.
She thought she could reduce the exposed area on her body, but this half-covered, half-hidden appearance, coupled with her almost-nude body......
It was enough to make a man's flag rise in excitement!
"First option, you go ahead and unleash the power of Vishnu. Leave the rest to me."
Theresa pointed to the Honeysuckle Crest on her body: "Using this?"
"Second option, you absorb the power of the End from me."
Theresa's hand pointed downwards: "Using this directly?"
"If you don't mind, eating it is also an option."
"Heh." Theresa, who had long been aware of this fellow's rebellious intentions, sneered. "You, your mind is full of such things."
"I really don't know what Kiana saw in you in the first place!"
A body of one hundred and twenty catties, with one hundred catties of rebellious bones, and twenty catties of white jizz.
She, Theresa, was the supreme Schicksal Overseer. She had eaten more salt than Kiana had eaten shocks. With one look, she could see this man's treacherous heart!
"I'm putting my foot down today. I would rather die, rather jump from Schicksal's floating island, than ever lie in the same bed as Kiana!"
The exasperated Schicksal Overseer made a violent movement, causing not only the single layer of clothing on her body to ripple, but also her snow-white hair to move without any wind, making one want to tease the young lady.
This movement, this performance...
It didn't look like disagreement at all. Instead, it was more like the inherent characteristic of women—I don't... want it!
It was time to act.
The Schicksal Overseer, who had just been speaking righteously, suddenly felt the world spin. The aura enveloping her once again aroused the craving of the Vishnu power within her body.
Want it! Want to eat! Want to eat more!
"You... let go of me!" She struggled, but it was just a small fuss.
It only made his flag rise even more!
"Great Aunt, your body and your mouth are not in agreement," the Inner World Protagonist said leisurely, making Theresa's small face blush even more.
"That... that's all your scheming against me!" A pink glow shone on her lower abdomen.
The inherently evil lolicon added insult to injury: "Lord Bishop, do you need me to prepare a garter loaded with rubber for you? Although I don't think you need it."
"RI! TA!"