The blood moon hung high in the sky.
A faint, spectral fog drifted over St. Freya High School, situated on its artificial island.
In a third-floor classroom, the Holy Vestment danced and swirled. Mana surged, weaving together to form a thick, turbid space that seemed to have been severed from the world, creating an independent, demonic domain.
"Wonderful, just wonderful. As expected of Hanabi, you're as skilled as a professional."
"Ha… haha… Ever since I was a child, my goal has been to [Bury] you…"
"Really? How cool. I'm truly honored."
"Hah… You, what's wrong with you… How is your… your mana… actually increasing! I was clearly… [Burying] it… Eek! It's overflowing! Damn it!"
The silhouette of the divine silver cross on Hanabi's chest swayed in the dim, demonic classroom. The Holy Shroud flew through the air, tracing a taut curve.
The Battle Nun's eyes widened.
To her horror, she realized she had underestimated the demon beneath her.
This battle… she might lose.
At this thought, a deep fear surged within the nun's heart.
But she quickly sensed that something was wrong.
Hanabi was drenched in fragrant sweat, the warm vapor of her breath steaming in the cold winter night. She propped herself up on Ye Feng's firm chest with both hands, sweat pooling on her chin and reflecting the crystalline moonlight.
She was thinking, contemplating, why was she afraid?
Victory or defeat, both were merely "nutrients" for elation.
Hanabi did not fear death.
A boring life was her greatest enemy.
And the "unknown" that would follow defeat should have been exciting…
A lost look appeared in Hanabi's eyes.
Ye Feng wondered if he should release the hypnosis at this moment.
But behind him, unnoticed by anyone in the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes glowed with a scarlet light.
Luna Kindred watched, her hand gripping the wall so tightly that her pale, tender fingers sank into the structure.
Ye Feng lowered his hand. Now was not the best time to break Hanabi's hypnosis.
He turned his head, and just as his gaze met Luna Kindred's, she turned her face away with a look of contempt and quickly ran off…
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The castle.
Although she often went to the school, the castle under the blood moon was the vampire's true home.
"…"
In the luxurious and spacious living room, Luna Kindred was beating up a doll with a look of utter annoyance.
If one looked closely, the doll bore a slight resemblance to Ye Feng.
It wasn't until late at night that Ye Feng slowly arrived.
Seeing him, Luna Kindred grew even angrier.
"…You human, you're truly a worthless beast!"
"What's wrong? So suddenly."
Ye Feng was as dense as a light novel protagonist, looking at Luna Kindred with a perplexed expression.
Luna Kindred, in turn, gave him a look one would reserve for trash. "You perverted, lolicon demon king."
"Don't say such things. Hanabi isn't a loli. She's a proper young woman who has lived for who knows how long."
"Hmph!"
That wasn't what Luna Kindred cared about. "As long as it's a beautiful girl, anyone will do, right? You sadistic monster!"
"What?"
Ye Feng once again became as dense as a light novel protagonist.
This only infuriated Luna Kindred more. She clenched her fists. "Don't play dumb with me! …In the classroom… with that girl! Weren't you having a great time? The way you were drooling like a cat, no one could stand to watch!"
Ye Feng looked at Luna Kindred with a pained expression. "You saw?"
"Wh-what about it!"
Luna Kindred felt that Ye Feng's expression was off, and she couldn't help but hesitate.
"I was being bullied by that nun, and you didn't even come to help me."
"Hah?"
Luna Kindred wasn't a little girl anymore; she wasn't that easy to fool.
"Bullied? You were clearly enjoying yourself."
"Oh, I see."
A look of realization dawned on Ye Feng's face as he looked at Luna Kindred.
"You're jealous, aren't you?"
Luna Kindred's body stiffened for a moment, then she shouted with a voice that seemed to want to pierce the heavens.
"I am not!! How could I be! You, you, you, you bastard, you hentai!!!"
…
…
Arc City.
The city's skyscrapers stood silent in the afterglow of the sunset.
The orange evening sun gently bathed the city's streets and alleys, softly sprinkling light into every corner.
Returning from the castle, Ye Feng couldn't help but rub the space between his eyebrows.
That Luna Kindred, when she got angry, was just like a frantic little kitten.
If it had been Kiana, Ye Feng would have just used sleep persuasion on her, but with Luna Kindred, he had to comfort her gently…
Well, that was also part of the fun.
Beep, beep, beep.
With the sound of an electronic lock disengaging, the door slowly pushed open.
Big Duck Duck, with her long, silvery hair, walked in. She closed the door and steadied herself against the shoe rack in the entrance hall, slowly lifting a leg to take off her high heels.
"Big Duck Duck, you look a little tired. Where have you been?"
Big Duck Duck glanced at Ye Feng, her face expressionless.
"I was just wandering around outside…"
She seemed to want to say more but stopped herself.
She lightly tapped the sole of her shoe, looking down as if searching for something. When she couldn't find it, she couldn't help but look up.
"Don't just stand there watching. Come and help Bronya."
Ye Feng walked over and subconsciously reached for her shoe.
Big Duck Duck paused. "What Bronya meant was… help me find my slippers. I'm sure I left them here, but now they're gone."
"Ah, I misunderstood. But, it's fine if I just help you take your shoes off directly, right?"
Ye Feng didn't stop his hands, continuing to help Big Duck Duck remove her shoes.
Big Duck Duck looked up, her silvery eyes meeting Ye Feng's. She didn't refuse, allowing him to hold her small foot.
Suddenly, a faint, elusive fragrance wafted over. Big Duck Duck's nose twitched.
"You have the scent of a woman on you? Who was it this time?"
"Can't you tell, Big Duck Duck? Identifying people by their scent is a very basic skill, you know."
Big Duck Duck shot Ye Feng an annoyed look. "Bronya is not you."
With that, she sat down on the bench between the cabinets in the foyer and began to look for her slippers again.
"Since I'm idle anyway, how about I give you a massage?" Ye Feng asked. He was still holding Big Duck Duck's leg and had squatted down along with it.
Big Duck Duck nodded. Ye Feng's fingers began to deftly press into the sole of her black-stockinged foot.
Soft, tender, and fragrant. Like smooth, silky chocolate.
"Do you want me to help you take off your stockings?" Ye Feng asked again.
Big Duck Duck leaned back against the wall relaxedly, tilting her head slightly, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
She knew that Ye Feng liked her best when she was wearing her black pantyhose.
But now, he was holding her leg and slowly peeling them off.
The texture of the stockings shimmered with a soft luster in the twilight glow. As Ye Feng moved, Big Duck Duck's ankle appeared even more slender and elegant.
Big Duck Duck sat quietly, watching her husband massage her. A peaceful moment, a relaxing daily routine, a unique kind of warmth. She said softly, "…Moments of leisure like this are truly rare… Mmm, wait a moment… that's ticklish… Kyaa."
Ye Feng had touched a ticklish spot on the silver-haired beauty's sole. Her pale, tender foot tried to dodge like a slippery fish.
But it was too late.