"Lord Hongzi..."
Yuu Nan looked down at the panicked witch in her arms. Her smile was innocent and naive, but the words she uttered sent chills down Yuu Nan's spine:
"It's lunch break time! As your most loyal... um... servant? Of course I have to 'serve' you well during your lunch break~ It's a servant's duty~"
"What do you mean, 'take a nap'?! I don't need a nap! Put me down right now! Or I'll get angry! I'll blast you with magic!"
Koizumi Akako was truly panicked; her voice even sounded like she was about to cry.
She just wanted a powerful and good-looking servant/research subject/potential father for her future children; she never imagined she would get herself completely involved so quickly.
Isn't this progress a little too fast?
Isn't this potion a bit too potent...? And why does it come with a mandatory lunch break...?
Hanyu Nan seemed not to hear her threat. Holding her, he walked steadily toward the spiral staircase leading from the studio to the upstairs bedroom.
"Yusuke! Let me go! I don't want to take a nap! Help! Puppet butler! Someone come quick!" Koizumi Akako finally realized the seriousness of the situation and began to cry for help incoherently.
However, the ancient castle was silent.
Her only listener and strategist—the talkative magic mirror—is now lying quietly in the corner in fragments, unable to offer her any more "advice" or "complaints."
Koizumi Akako was on the verge of tears.
Would you say she brought this on herself?
Yuzuru, carrying the completely panicked, incoherent Koizumi Akako, whose little fists were weakly pounding his chest, walked into the bedroom, which was filled with the witch's personal style, covered with dark velvet and hung with heavy curtains, and gently closed the door with his foot.
"Click".
A soft sound shut out everything from the outside world.
All that remained were the witch's panicked sobs and someone's gentle yet undeniable whispers.
"Lord Hongzi, good afternoon~"
...
evening.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the stained glass windows, casting warm and dappled light and shadow on the floor covered with dark velvet carpet.
The bedroom was quiet.
A small, fair foot with slender ankle suddenly emerged from the edge of the messy silk quilt. The toes curled up weakly for a moment, then slowly relaxed, revealing a faint pink hue.
Koizumi Akako stared blankly at the intricate classical carvings on the ceiling, her face reflecting a mixture of post-coital confusion, shame, resentment, and a hint of...
A feeling of utter exhaustion and disorientation.
Her body felt like it had been disassembled and reassembled, so sore and weak that it didn't feel like her own. Her lips and tongue, in particular, still lingered with a clear, tingling, stinging sensation, reminding her of how... thrilling and uncontrollable that afternoon's "lunch break" had been.
Although she wasn't completely taken advantage of, and for some reason he spared her the final step, apart from that...
Almost every place that should and shouldn't be touched, every place that should and shouldn't be kissed, was explored by that bastard under the guise of "expressing fervent love," euphemistically called "the servant's full service."
Although Miss Witch had a wealth of theoretical experience, she had absolutely no practical experience. She was no match for Yuzuru's seemingly gentle but actually relentlessly aggressive "service" and was quickly routed, suffering defeat after defeat.
In the end, it can only soften into a puddle of spring water, completely at the mercy of others.
At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.
Yuzuru had already stood up.
He was facing away from her, slowly and methodically putting on his clothes.
The setting sun outlined his tall and slender back, his movements carrying a sense of languid contentment and ease.
He straightened his shirt collar, turned around, and saw a pair of red eyes staring at him from the bed, their gazes filled with complex emotions. He couldn't help but smile, looking quite pleased with himself.
He walked to the bedside, leaned down, and very naturally placed a gentle kiss on Hongzi's smooth forehead.
"Awake? How are you feeling, my dear Lady Hongzi? Did you enjoy your afternoon nap?"
The address "Lord Hongzi" sounded utterly ironic at that moment.
But to Akako Koizumi at this moment, this "gentleness" was nothing short of a devil's smile, or a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken.
Koizumi Akako abruptly turned her head away from his kiss, her teeth clenched, and she forced out a tearful accusation: "You...you weren't affected by the potion at all! You've been lying to me all along!"
All that pink light in his eyes, all that deep affection, all that irresistible love—it was all acting. He deserves ten Oscars.
That damn, despicable, and incredibly skilled bastard!
Upon hearing this, Yuzuru Hanyu, a student of international film star Yukiko Fujimine, showed just the right amount of surprise and grievance on his face, and blinked:
"How could that be? The potion works really well! I feel like I love Lady Hongzi so much now, and I wish I could be with Lady Hongzi all the time~ Otherwise, why would I have been 'serving' you for so long?"
As he spoke, he even tried to reach out and pinch her puffed-up cheeks.
"Get out of my way!"
Koizumi Akako, furious, grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, her voice trembling with tears, "You're kidding me! If you were really affected by the potion, how could you... how could you..."
She couldn't continue; her cheeks were flushed red.
If he were truly affected by the potion, how could he possibly "bully" her so cruelly!
He was perfectly lucid!
Rebellion?
That feeble resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, ruthlessly suppressed, which only added a unique charm to the situation.
Yuzuru easily caught the pillow, looked at the witch in front of him who was so angry she looked like a red kitten with its fur standing on end, wanting to scratch him to death but lacking the strength, and chuckled softly.
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