"Butterfly Tail Dance" — the technique referred to moving one's body with the graceful, fluttering rhythm of a butterfly's tail.
For a human, that naturally translated into the constant, seductive movement of her hips and ass.
Shinobu focused intently, tightening her core as much as she could. Using the enhanced control granted by her Breathing Technique, she began to move her plump, soft ass in a mesmerizing, rhythmic motion. She rolled and swirled her hips in smooth, continuous circles, then switched to short, rapid bounces, desperately trying to bring Li Ke to climax while she could still maintain the technique.
For Li Ke, the sensation was overwhelming.
"Sugoi…!" he groaned in Japanese, his eyes widening in pure bliss.
This time, he truly felt like he was caught inside a living hydraulic press — incredibly tight, powerful, and relentless.
Every time Shinobu lowered herself, her layered, velvety inner folds greeted him one by one, wrapping around his cock like countless soft petals embracing him. And every time she rose, those same folds clung desperately, sucking and pulling at him as if reluctant to let him go. The constant alternating pressure created an addictive, milking sensation that made his toes curl.
Even though Shinobu's body was fragile, the perfection and lewdness of her pussy was top-tier. The way her tight walls fluttered and squeezed around him with such skill and eagerness was an incredible experience.
Li Ke couldn't help but think — he really did love the Infinite Worlds the most.
Li Ke couldn't wait any longer. The moment he thought of how perfect this felt, he let out a low growl and flipped Shinobu onto her back, pinning her small body beneath him.
"Li Ke-sama! Wait—"
Shinobu's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could finish speaking, Li Ke's mouth crashed down on hers, swallowing her words in a deep, possessive kiss.
Then came the intense, relentless attack.
He thrust into her with powerful, deep strokes, each one driving him to the very depths of her tight, fluttering core. Her layered, petal-like inner walls felt like a sea of soft flowers wrapping around him. He was like a hungry bee greedily drinking nectar from the center of a blooming garden.
Shinobu could only moan helplessly into his mouth as her body was rocked by his strong thrusts. When the pleasure once again pushed her to the edge and her heart felt like it might stop, Li Ke roared and buried himself as deep as possible.
With a powerful groan, he released everything inside her.
Thick, scorching hot jets of cum flooded her womb in heavy spurts, filling her completely. The burning sensation of his seed pouring into her most sacred place overwhelmed Shinobu. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth fell open in a silent cry, and her mind went completely blank.
Although they didn't climax at the exact same time, the moment Li Ke filled her with his "life flame," Shinobu finally understood something with crystal clarity.
She now completely belonged to Li Ke.
She was going to become the mother of his child.
This was a wish she had buried deep in her heart ever since losing her parents and sister — a desire she had never dared to hope for again. And now, that wish was being fulfilled.
The intense heat inside her nearly drove her insane. Her body responded instinctively, her inner walls squeezing and milking him desperately as she clung to him.
Li Ke didn't stop. Even after releasing so much, he continued thrusting into her cum-filled pussy, stirring their mixed fluids with wet, obscene sounds.
He had truly come to appreciate the miracle of Breathing Techniques. Thanks to "Butterfly Tail Dance," Shinobu's endurance had increased dramatically. She was now able to handle much more than before.
Unfortunately, Li Ke's own stamina had its limits. Maintaining both his Blood Qi Secret Art and Magic Reinforcement at the same time was already taxing. Adding a third layer like her Breathing Technique was simply too much for now.
In game terms, while others only needed one buff before a fight, he needed two.
The risk was actually quite high.
Unless these abilities became as natural as breathing to him, pushing himself this hard carried real danger.
Though… he was getting close to achieving that.
But unfortunately, except for those moments where he was driven by intense focus, he really struggled to maintain that level of presence at any other time.
However, while Li Ke was occupied with his own affairs, on the other side of the wall—
"Do these two have no intention of resting at all?"
Mai Shiranui pressed a pillow against her head, unable to stop a frustrated sigh from escaping. Yet, she found her body tense and restless. Listening to the muffled voices of Shinobu and Li Ke through the thin partition, she couldn't help but reflect on her past experiences in the "7 Days to Die" world.
It had been similar then; the constant proximity to Li Ke always brought about a strange tension, leaving her with memories she desperately tried to organize but could never fully resolve.
"What a frustrating individual..."
Mai lay on the tatami mats, eventually pushing away her blankets to let the cool night air help calm her racing thoughts. Her hand rested over her heart as a difficult question took root in her mind.
If Li Ke had been more decisive in his actions toward her, would she have finally found a clear path forward? Perhaps if he had been a true villain, she could have simply focused on resentment or revenge. That clarity would have been much easier to handle than her current state of confusion.
Instead, she was trapped in an agonizing paradox—mourning the life she once knew while feeling completely lost regarding her future. She wouldn't have to face such painful introspection if things were more black and white.
But why did he hesitate?
As the voices next door continued, Mai bit her lip, her thoughts spinning. She recognized the weight of Li Ke's gaze and knew how he viewed her, but his refusal to simply take what he wanted left her in a state of perpetual uncertainty.
No, no...
Why was she even considering such things?
Her mind was in chaos, and the sounds of the night only made her toss and turn more relentlessly. Despite the chill in the room, she felt a suffocating, indescribable restlessness. A small, involuntary sound escaped her, and she immediately covered her mouth in shock.
The weight of reality hit her suddenly, replacing her frustration with a terrifying realization about her own internal state.
"Am I losing sight of who I am?"
That question echoed in her mind. Meanwhile, the conversation in the next room remained steady, a constant reminder of the life unfolding around her. As she lay there in the quiet, the blunt words Li Ke had spoken earlier began to replay in her memory with striking clarity.
"What exactly do you take ninjas for?"
"I would never want someone I care for to be exposed like that in public."
"The future of the Shiranui clan needs to change... it should be about more than just tradition..."
...
Li Ke's voice kept echoing in Mai Shiranui's mind. His blunt analysis practically trampled all over the sacred heritage of her Shiranui clan. Yet, in the cold light of reality, she knew all too well that shinobi had never historically been a noble profession. She...
She was completely at a loss.
She couldn't even define what kind of person she was anymore.
"What am I supposed to do... Grandfather..."
Mai buried her face in her hands, weeping silently. As time marched on, the sun slowly crested the horizon, casting the first brilliant rays of dawn directly across her face.
But she kept her eyes covered, completely shielding herself from the radiant morning light.
Nearby, Li Ke and Shinobu were adjusting to the quiet aftermath of their new bond.
While the emotional connection was profound, the physical toll on Shinobu was evident. Her petite frame and the rigorous demands of her life as a Demon Slayer meant that finding a balance between her duties and her new personal life was a delicate challenge. Even with her mastery of Breathing Styles, she found herself physically drained by the intensity of the previous evening.
Li Ke, noting her fatigue and the strain on her pulse, had ensured she rested properly. It was a rare moment of stillness for both of them, a temporary departure from the violence of their typical lives.
When the new day arrived, the morning light filled the room.
"I apologize... I was not awake in time to prepare your breakfast," Shinobu said softly.
Her face carried a touch of red as she assisted Li Ke with his morning routine. Her upbringing in the Taisho era had instilled in her a deep sense of traditional duty regarding the role of a devoted partner—expectations of rising early to manage the household and care for her companion. However, her life as a warrior often clashed with these domestic ideals.
She felt a complex swirl of emotions. For years, her identity had been defined solely by the blade and the hunt for demons. Now, experiencing the quiet domesticity of a shared morning, she felt a pull toward a life she had once thought impossible—one defined by peace and family rather than poison and swords. Though she knew the risks her lifestyle posed to any future she might build, the desire to find happiness as a woman, rather than just a soldier, was becoming harder to ignore.
But unfortunately.
She simply couldn't do it. She was acutely aware of her own critical physiological condition, her near-zero probability of conceiving, and the stark limitation of her remaining lifespan. No matter how deeply she yearned for it, it was mathematically impossible for her to ever become an ordinary, blissfully peaceful housewife.
She might not even possess the biological capability to cultivate new life.
The realization cast a heavy, suffocating shadow over her heart. In the bleak past, she wouldn't have spared a single thought for these domestic tragedies, but now that she had tasted the warmth of his embrace, she could no longer remain indifferent.
Yet, she ultimately had to look reality dead in the eye.
She couldn't permanently shed her armor to become "Shinobu Li"—the completely sheltered, pampered bride of Li Ke. But she could resolutely remain Shinobu Kocho. She could still stand tall as that fiercely elegant, razor-sharp swordswoman who systematically eradicated demons with the lethal venom of wisteria.
Her life's journey was destined to reach its definitive conclusion right on the front lines, fighting to uphold absolute human justice.
As far as leveraging Li Ke's miraculous sorcery to resurrect herself down the line...
She knew his reality-bending mechanics carried strict limitations, which was the exact reason she had never once considered burning those precious resources on her own flesh. She wanted him to save those vital lifespans for far more strategically critical objectives.
"I am truly sorry, Lord Li Ke," Shinobu murmured under her breath, staring intensely at his tall, remarkably robust back as a definitive resolution solidified within her soul.
"I will make it my mission to track down much better, healthier wives for you."
She made the silent vow in her heart, but the vivid, sensory memories of Li Ke's dominant passion from the previous evening suddenly rushed back, making her cheeks instantly burn crimson. Wrestling with a heavy mix of personal guilt and absolute devotion, she appended one final detail to her internal blueprint.
"...In fact, probably more than just one."