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Upon hearing this, a ripple disturbed the placid, well-like surface of Aponia's eyes.
She had never expected Mobius to go this far.
Mobius had always been so resistant.
The three of them had only been together with Ye Feng once, and even then, it was a reluctant submission under his forceful methods.
Afterward, Mobius had soaked in the bath for an entire day, nearly washing herself to the point of "shedding her skin."
At the time, Aponia had even lamented mournfully, Am I truly that sullied?
But today, Mobius, who had been so repulsed by the idea, had actually proposed it herself.
"Heehee."
Seeing the surprise in Aponia's eyes, Mobius smiled seductively.
"Aponia, it seems you don't know everything and can't predict everything after all. In the future, don't always use that 'I know everything' posture when you speak to me. I don't like that attitude."
"..."
The nun stood silently where she was, her eyelids slightly lowered, her hands folded gracefully in front of her skirt.
Elysia was still collapsed on the floor, her pure white wedding dress spread out like flowing clouds.
The elven maiden lifted her head, looking at Mobius with displeasure, her cheeks puffed out.
"You've gone too far!"
Elysia always spoke so gently that even when she was angry, it sounded like she was pouting coquettishly.
This only brought Mobius more delight. "Too far? There are things that go even further, Elysia."
"!!"
Elysia was stunned.
"Wait, you can't be serious, are you? What you just said…"
How could someone as proud and arrogant as Mobius possibly share a husband with someone else…
"Hehe, and why is it not possible?"
Elysia's gaze shot towards Aponia. The nun had the most curvaceous and alluring figure, seemingly the most mature of peaches.
But Elysia knew that Aponia was purer than anyone, and also more easily embarrassed than anyone.
Aponia and Mobius together? Elysia couldn't even imagine such a scene.
Because it was simply imposs… eh?
With a rustle of fabric, the nun's habit slid down her smooth, bare torso, pooling around her calves.
The church was solemn and holy, and flower petals danced silently in the air.
Elysia's pupils contracted, reflecting the nun's graceful torso, exposed to the air and radiating a holy light.
Her exposed shoulders were delicate and straight. Her entire being looked elegant and noble, carrying an untouchable sense of distance.
Remoteness and sanctity were made manifest in Aponia's form.
She was the very embodiment of 'to be admired from afar, but not to be defiled.'
Aponia was just that ascetic, that holy, with the added compassion of a Madonna.
However, such an Aponia would soon be defiled by Mr. Ye Feng, painted with his colors…
At this thought, an indescribable emotion rose within Elysia.
She had known this for a long time, but to witness it with her own eyes was a different feeling altogether.
Elysia couldn't quite explain the sensation, but if asked whether she was willing to see Aponia ravaged by Ye Feng, the answer was, of course, no!
"…Aponia."
Elysia raised her head, seemingly wanting to persuade her.
Aponia squatted down and cupped Elysia's face, her eyes gentle yet filled with guilt.
"I'm sorry, Elysia. It's already… too late. I wasn't able to change anything, and perhaps it will always be this way in this world. But, I will not run away… Ngh?"
Swoosh—
A snake-like shadow coiled around Aponia's ankle, dragging her away from Elysia's side before hoisting her into the air in a humiliating, inverted position.
"Aponia, the one who is with you is me, not Elysia!"
Snake-Snake strode forward, her vertical pupils shining with a brilliant light as she stared intently at the nun.
With one foot bound, Aponia didn't know what to do with the other. It swayed like a blade of grass in a storm…
She could break free from the restraint at any moment, but since Ye Feng hadn't said anything to stop it, Aponia understood that Little Feng enjoyed this.
At the very least, Mobius's current methods were very much to his liking.
Although Aponia wasn't quite used to this… rhythm, for Little Feng's sake, she could endure it.
Aponia was now facing away from Elysia. The lines of her back were soft, her spine a clear spring flowing downwards. Her slightly protruding shoulder blades on either side added a touch of cold beauty.
"..."
"..."
Amidst the silence, Mobius shot a sideways glance at Elysia on the floor.
Then, she raised a slender hand and gently brushed it across Aponia's cheek. Her fingers were slim and long, and their light movements conveyed a silent elegance and confidence.
"Elysia. You stay right here. Watch closely, and learn."
Elysia was about to say something, but she found that her body was completely unable to move.
She couldn't even close her eyes, let alone fall asleep.
Yes, at this moment, Elysia was like a camera, forced to 'record' everything with wide-open eyes.
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…
St. Freya High School.
It was a rare sunny day. The wind was gentle, and the clouds were soft.
The white gauze curtains by the window swayed lightly, and sunlight spilled onto the desk.
Bronya could feel the Core of Reason within her body. It was an exceptionally good fit, almost as if it had been made for her from birth.
The Core of Reason, or rather, the ability of the Herrscher of Reason, was: after fully understanding the "explanation" of a thing, one could then reproduce that thing with one's own power.
In other words, Bronya could immediately solve the leg problem that had plagued her for so long.
But after obtaining the Core of Reason, Bronya didn't do so right away.
Her thoughts were completely focused on "how to use the Core of Reason to travel to her husband's world."
"Is it the 'door' that Mobius mentioned?"
"Or do I need to go to the Imaginary Tree? Mobius said that it contains everything, that any answer can be found there."
"How exactly do I use the Core of Reason?"
Bronya gritted her teeth, her fists clenching subconsciously.
She had a premonition that she had to get to her husband's side as soon as possible.
Otherwise…
"Bronya? You've already got the Core of Reason, so why do you still look so down?"
Chong Chong suddenly appeared with her hands behind her back, craning her neck to peer at her.
"Bronya is not down… Bronya is just thinking about something."
"Oh? What is it? Tell this lady so I can have a good laugh… Ahem, I mean, if you say it out loud, we can all think of a solution together."
"Idiot Kiana…"
Bronya muttered the retort, but she still explained her troubles.
"Haha, is that all?"
Kiana patted Bronya's shoulder, puffed out her chest, and tilted her chin up.
"And you're always calling me an idiot. You're the real idiot, Bronya. For something like this, you just need to go to sleep."
"? …What do you mean, go to sleep?"
"It means returning to your husband's world. That's how we all do it," Kiana said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.