Night fell like a giant black curtain, gradually enveloping everything. Countless stars, like dazzling gems, were set in the vast night sky, shimmering with a faint yet enchanting light.

The rhythmic sounds of chopping vegetables and the crisp clanging of spatulas against iron pots emanated from the villa's kitchen, accompanied by a gradually spreading, enticing aroma.

In the yard, the white dove seemed to have gradually adapted to its new environment. It carefully spread its wings and strolled around lightly, exploring this unfamiliar world.

Time slipped away quietly in this warm atmosphere, and everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.

Meanwhile, in the basement of the villa, a thrilling and frantic battle had just come to an end.

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the place; the walls bore the marks of a battle, and scattered items littered the floor.

With a satisfied and relaxed expression, Yuu Nan sat back down in his chair, reached out his right hand, and gently stroked Kuroba Chikage's short purple hair as she cleaned up the battlefield.

"Madam, don't worry, I'll take care of the arrest warrant for your son."

Yuzuru narrowed his eyes, his voice laced with languor and confidence, savoring the afterglow.

Kuroba Chikage paused slightly, her actions of clearing the battlefield also briefly halted, before she continued what she was doing.

"The police will still arrest him without firing a shot, just like before, and he can continue playing his phantom thief game."

After finishing, Yuzuru's entire demeanor softened, and his tone even carried a hint of soothing.

It was as if the violent boy from just now wasn't him at all.

Kuroba Chikage slightly raised her head, a barely perceptible glint of something unusual flashing in her watery eyes, but she quickly concealed it and returned to calm.

"I see."

Because she had something in her mouth, her voice sounded somewhat muffled.

“Actually, Madam…” Yu Shengnan thought of something and said softly, “At your age, you can still maintain such good skin. Why not open a beauty salon to teach people how to take care of their skin, and then use the money you earn to help those in need? Wouldn’t that be more righteous than the so-called phantom thief?”

No one can imagine how crazy a woman can be in order to slow down the passage of time on her face.

Having personally experienced the feel of Kuroba Chikage's well-maintained skin, Yuu Nan can guarantee that as long as she teaches her even half of her own skincare routine...

Those crazy women could take her beauty salon public.

In their eyes, membership fees are not money at all, but a stepping stone to beauty.

This is much easier and more efficient than their whole family working themselves to the bone to steal money.

There's a saying that goes, "Women and children's money is the easiest to earn!"

This is a universally acknowledged truth in the business world.

In a sense, Ai embodies both qualities; she is both a woman and a child.

Therefore, Yuzuru Hanyu usually spends the most money in her family.

Whenever she sees a new bag in a magazine, she drags Yuzuru Hanyu along to buy it as soon as school is over.

The room in the house that's used to store her bags is almost overflowing.

Of course, Yuzuru also enjoyed it, because Ai was most obedient after each bag purchase, doing whatever she was told and playing however she was told, as well as being as docile as a kitten.

You don't understand!

After finishing her work, Kuroba Chikage expressionlessly wiped a white stain from the corner of her mouth. "The phantom thief's actions are not as simple as you think, and the meaning behind them is beyond your comprehension."

"Suit yourself." Yu Sheng Nan opened his eyes and looked down at Kuroba Chikage.

All that could be seen was that her once fair and delicate skin was now covered with various irregular blue and red handprints.

The handprints, like abrupt marks, contrasted sharply with her originally smooth skin, telling the story of the intense scene that had just unfolded there.

"It seems Ai was right after all; Kuroba Chikage really does have a hidden special attribute..."

After the fight, he realized that the more violent his actions and the more insulting his words, the more sweat the beautiful woman beneath him was producing.

That's where things get interesting.

No wonder Ai is having so much fun; the fun of training this kind of attribute is truly immense.

"Ding, an item around the host has been randomly enhanced. Please select the direction of enhancement."

A sudden notification interrupted Yuzuru's thoughts.

[Random Item: A bottle of ink from the host's villa basement.]

Yu Shengnan glanced at it, then naturally instructed, "Madam, make sure to clean up the other places you've dirtied too!"

Upon hearing this, Kuroba Chikage, who had been sitting numbly on the ground, wanted to loudly refuse this humiliating request, but her body had already involuntarily lowered itself and began to do as she was asked.

"Good boy!" Yu Shengnan praised, then turned his gaze back to the system panel.

Enhancement Direction 1: This is a bottle of indelible ink meticulously researched by heretics from another world to ensure the continuation of their faith during the cleansing campaign. Words written with this ink will endure forever, just like their undying faith. (Can be replenished by consuming spiritual energy.)

(Faith never dies, the spirit is eternal!)

This option consumes 1 point of spiritual energy.

Enhancement Direction Two: This is an ink bomb developed by an assassin from another world to complete assassination missions. Words written with this ink will explode after one hour; the more words written, the greater the explosion. (It can be replenished by consuming spiritual energy.)

(Killer ×, Scientist √)

This option requires 5 points of spiritual energy.

"I can see that now, it's really hard to find a job these days!"

Upon seeing the second option, Yuzuru Hanyu couldn't help but sigh.

A ruthless and cold-blooded assassin was forced to become a great inventor in order to complete his mission.

What is meant by "professional"?

That's what you call professional!

In comparison, Pu Siqinglan's talent in garment making was ultimately slightly inferior.

Enhancement Direction Three: This is a poisonous ink magic weapon created by a weapon refiner from a cultivation world on a whim. Simply write the recipient's real name on a piece of paper, and within three days, the recipient will bleed from all seven orifices and die from the poison. (Friendly reminder: The magic weapon can only be used successfully when the recipient's cultivation level is the same as or lower than the user's.) (Spiritual energy can be consumed to replenish it.)

(Brother, what's your surname?)

This option requires 10 points of spiritual energy.

"Tsk, a causal-level artifact!"

Just by reading the description, Yuzuru Hanyu can imagine how perverted it is.