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Inside the Seclusion Zone, the monitors of the laboratory flickered with the cold data of life-science experiments. The constant, high-pitched hum of high-precision machinery filled the air—a sound that usually signaled the beginning of a breakthrough, but today, it heralded a desperate confrontation.
On the smooth, clinical metal floor, the stunning Ruan Mei had Hiroshi pinned beneath her. Her emerald qipao was slightly disheveled, revealing the pale, porcelain skin that usually remained hidden behind her aloof demeanor. Her figure was a testament to biological perfection, and as she hovered over him, the excitement on her face became increasingly unhinged.
The proximity was triggering Hiroshi's passive ability with a vengeance. Ruan Mei felt her cognitive functions and physical vitality skyrocketing. To a scientist who lived for the sensation of discovery, this "boost" was a drug more potent than any she had ever synthesized. She was becoming addicted to him in real-time.
A sickly, infatuated smile replaced her usual indifference. She discarded her ink-blue detached sleeves, her slender, bare hands wandering boldly over Hiroshi's face as if mapping out a new territory.
"What a beautiful, perfect specimen," she whispered, her voice trembling with a morbid hunger. "You are the most delicious secret in the universe, and I want to swallow you whole."
Hiroshi glared up at her, his voice tight with fury. "Aren't you afraid Madam Herta will find out?"
Ruan Mei didn't even blink. "She won't know. And you won't have the chance to tell her. The pastry you ate... it doesn't just compel the truth. It will ensure you forget every second of what happens next. You will simply find yourself returning to me whenever Herta isn't looking, like a faithful puppet."
She leaned down, her lips brushing against his neck, inhaling the aura that was currently supercharging her cells.
Hiroshi clenched his fists, forcing himself to stay still. Wait for it, he told himself. One chance. I have to wait until she thinks I've broken. He forced his muscles to go limp, his gaze drifting away as if he had finally surrendered to her will.
"Oh?" Ruan Mei paused, a flash of triumph in her eyes. "Resigned to your fate? A wise choice, dear. As a reward for your cooperation, I'll show you how much better I can be than Herta."
She pressed him into a suffocating embrace, her attention entirely consumed by the intoxicating "high" of his presence. As an Emanator of Erudition, Ruan Mei was physically and mentally superior to any ordinary human, but she had made the one mistake a predator can never afford: she had underestimated her prey's sting.
Now.
In a blur of motion, the Parasitic Tentacle—the dark, shimmering slug-like item from the System—appeared in Hiroshi's palm. Before she could react, he slammed it against her.
Ruan Mei stiffened instantly. Her sapphire-like pupils dilated until the blue was almost gone. A strangled gasp escaped her throat. "You... what have you..."
"Retribution," Hiroshi hissed, shoving her off him.
The great scientist collapsed onto the floor, clutching her abdomen as her body began to tremble. She rolled across the metal plating, her motor functions failing as the System's conceptual item overrode her brain's control.
Hiroshi stood over her, his chest heaving. He looked at her with a complicated mix of pity and cold satisfaction. Not even an Emanator can resist a System product, he thought. He quickly shoved his fingers down his throat, gagging until he successfully spat out the remains of the drugged pastry.
"Cough... that should stop the memory loss." He wiped his mouth, glancing at the monitors. Ruan Mei had already wiped the security footage to hide her own tracks; she had inadvertently helped him erase his involvement.
He picked up Asta's phone from the workbench, gathered his discarded belongings, and strode toward the exit of the Seclusion Zone. He assumed Ruan Mei would be a broken, vegetable-like shell—too incapacitated to ever harm anyone again.
Once I return Asta's phone, this nightmare is over, he thought, reaching the edge of the zone.
Suddenly, a familiar, fragrant breeze drifted past him. Two soft, slender arms wrapped around his waist from behind, pulling him into a firm embrace.
Hiroshi froze, his heart nearly stopping. No. It's impossible. She couldn't have broken free already! He squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for her to tear him apart in a fit of rage.
"Mas-ter~"
The voice wasn't cold, clinical, or threatening. It was a gentle, melodic coo—sweet and utterly submissive.
Hiroshi turned his head slowly, only to see Ruan Mei leaning her chin on his shoulder, her eyes wide and sparkling with a terrifying, devoted light. The "Parasitic Tentacle" hadn't just subdued her; it had rewired the very core of her obsession.
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