Sure enough, after Victor found no movement on this side, he tossed and turned for a moment before finally falling completely silent.
True sleepiness finally triumphed over his restless anticipation.
When the first ray of morning light filtered through the glass, Victor was awakened by an extremely subtle yet unignorable rustling sound.
It wasn't an alarm, nor Enid's soft breathing, but more like... the rustling of paper rubbing together?
He snapped his eyes open, his heart pounding with a certain premonition. The first thing he saw was Wednesday's figure, already fully dressed.
She was sitting in an armchair by the window, the backlight outlining her calm silhouette, while her fingertips carelessly flipped through a book spread across her lap—
That familiar texture and color made Victor hold his breath instantly.
It was the book, "the succubus cultivation guide: great han orthodox edition."
"Good morning, Victor."
Wednesday looked up, her dark eyes precisely catching his startled gaze.
Her tone was flat and rippleless, yet it was like a pebble thrown into the lake of Victor's heart.
"It seems you barely passed the 'boundary test'."
Victor practically bounced off the bed, his movement so fast it stirred a gust of wind.
"Surprise! Where's my surprise?"
He looked at Wednesday expectantly, the light in those peach blossom eyes shining brighter than the morning star.
Wednesday didn't answer directly, but instead turned her gaze to Enid, who had also been woken up and was rubbing her eyes.
"Enid, what do you think is the most effective reward mechanism for a creature with 'excessive energy and blurred boundaries'?"
Enid blinked her bleary eyes, and seeing Victor's look of wanting to wag his tail, she giggled:
"Uh... give him what he wants most, but doesn't usually get easily?"
"Exactly, give him what he wants but cannot easily obtain."
Wednesday's voice was cold, yet it felt like it had hooks, precisely snagging Victor's entire mind.
She slowly walked toward Victor without a sound.
The sunlight cast a long shadow behind her, making her pale face appear even deeper.
That aura of mixed danger and temptation was indeed very much like Lady Morticia—
Like a black rose blooming at midnight, possessing a fatal attraction.
Victor swallowed unconsciously, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
He watched Wednesday approach, those peach blossom eyes that were always flighty and unruly now wide and round, reflecting Wednesday's figure and a mix of expectation, tension, and a bit of bewildered innocence.
Wednesday stopped by the bed, looking down at Victor, who sat on the edge of the bed looking up at her.
She didn't move immediately, just gazed at him silently, as if inspecting a possession that was about to belong to her.
This silent stare was more oppressive than any words, and it made Victor's heart beat faster and faster.
"Wed... Wednesday?"
Victor's voice carried an imperceptible tremor, like a probe, yet also like an invitation.
Wednesday didn't answer.
She just slowly leaned down, her cold fingers lightly lifting Victor's chin, forcing him to meet her gaze more clearly.
Then, under Victor's breathless gaze, her cool lips, carrying a unique fragrance, pressed against his.
This kiss was initially just a tentative touch, like a snowflake landing on skin, carrying a standoffish chill.
But soon, Wednesday deepened the kiss.
She was no longer the one passively receiving or simply responding, but had completely taken command.
Her kiss carried an unquestionable predatory and... pedagogical quality?
Victor's brain just went "buzz," as if fireworks had exploded inside his skull.
All thoughts and all perceptions were drowned by this sudden deep kiss initiated by Wednesday.
He received it passively, feeling that unique coldness gradually take on his own temperature, and feeling Wednesday's fingertips tracing the line of his jaw in a faint, lingering caress.
He seemed to taste the faint scent between her lips, like ancient scrolls mixed with some kind of cold plant.
This feeling... was completely different from his previous playful, spoiled kisses.
It was deeper, more... spine-tingling.
A few minutes later, Wednesday straightened up, ending the kiss.
Her expression remained haughty, even carrying a hint of calmness as if she had completed some kind of experiment.
Only her slightly glistening lips and her breathing, which was a fraction faster than usual, betrayed that what had just happened wasn't entirely without effect.
She casually brushed her thumb across the corner of her mouth, an elegant yet slightly nonchalant and alluring gesture, as if she were merely brushing away a non-existent speck of dust.
Then, without looking back at Victor, whose eyes were completely dazed, she turned and walked out of the dormitory door with composed steps.
Silence filled the dormitory.
Victor sat on the bed dizzily, his eyes bleary and unfocused, his cheeks flushed.
He subconsciously reached up to touch his lips, where the sensation and scent of Wednesday seemed to still linger.
"The esoteric chapter..." he murmured unconsciously, his voice dreamily drifting, "so terrifyingly powerful..."
He finally experienced firsthand how the so-called "union of soul and flesh" and "controlling emotion with the heart" from that guide were so... incredibly potent under Wednesday's practice.
And Enid, who had been curled up on the bed, half-covering her face with the quilt while peeking through the whole process, was now so embarrassed she felt like she might faint.
Her azure eyes were wide open, filled with shock, curiosity, and a hint of...palpitations that she couldn't quite understand herself.
So... a kiss could be like this?
Not like Victor's sunny, direct way with a hint of acting spoiled, but like Wednesday's... like a calm storm, an elegant conquest, a kind of... control that made one willingly indulge?
She looked at Victor's soul-departed state, then thought back to Wednesday's ease just now, as if she were completing a precision operation.
It felt like a kitten's paw had lightly scratched her heart, itchy and yet somehow... enviable?
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