Bab 250: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable [250] [100 PS]
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When Luo Qing didn't respond, Theresa couldn't hold back any longer. Her hands clasped around his neck, and she leaned in to kiss him.
In the darkened living room, the two on the sofa moved closer together under the shared blanket, their intimacy palpable.
"Master..."
After a moment of kissing, Theresa, her face flushed, pulled back slightly and burrowed deeper into the blanket. Her voice came out muffled.
"Master, you're... still full of energy, aren't you?"
"..."
Feeling Theresa's movements beneath the blanket, Luo Qing was at a loss for words.
Where had she learned these advanced techniques?
Ever since she started hanging around Makoto, her skills had become... suspiciously refined.
Theresa's teasing stoked a fire in him, and Luo Qing could hardly contain himself anymore. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he was just about to sit up and engage her in an "all-night duel" when the sound of a key turning in the doorlock startled them both.
The two froze. Luo Qing quickly feigned sleep, while Theresa dove under the blanket, burying herself completely to avoid being seen.
The door opened quietly.
A girl in a sky-blue uniform stepped into the room—Kamisato Ayaka.
Having chosen to skip the wild strip poker session earlier in favor of learning dance from Nilou, Ayaka had spent the entire evening practicing.
Exhausted after hours of training, she decided to sneak back into the house and teleport home via the "portal toilet."
She glanced at Luo Qing, noting his closed eyes.
Good, I didn't wake him.
Relieved, Ayaka opted not to turn on the lights, stepping lightly in her shoes to avoid making any noise.
But as she passed the sofa where Luo Qing "slept," she paused.
Ayaka hesitated, stealing a look at his peaceful face. Then she glanced toward the stairs.
After a moment's indecision, she took a step closer to him.
Beneath the blanket, Luo Qing's heart raced.
Did she notice us?!
He fought to remain still, subtly tightening his grip on Theresa beneath the blanket to warn her not to move.
The seconds dragged on. Something felt off.
Why wasn't Ayaka making a sound?
Feigning grogginess, Luo Qing cracked open his eyes.
What he saw shocked him.
Ayaka was crouching by his side, propping her face up with her hands. Her gentle smile was sweet enough to melt hearts.
Before he could react, she leaned in, closing her eyes, aiming a kiss at his forehead.
"Ayaka, you—"
"Luo Qing?! You're awake?!"
Startled, Ayaka jerked back, falling onto the floor in a flustered heap.
In the past, Ayaka had always left the house at night to sleep in her own room via teleportation, returning only the next morning. She'd never seen Luo Qing asleep before.
Curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she couldn't resist taking a closer look.
But her plan for a cheeky goodnight kiss had been thwarted by his sudden awakening.
"I-I..." Ayaka stammered, her face turning crimson.
"Ayaka, why are you back so late?" Luo Qing asked as he sat up, raising his knees just enough to create a small barrier under the blanket. Thankfully, Theresa's petite frame made her easier to hide.
If it had been Makoto instead... hiding her would've been impossible.
"I, uh, went to spend some time with Miss Nilou," Ayaka said, her tone evasive.
She wanted to surprise Luo Qing, so she decided not to reveal that she'd been learning to dance.
"Alright, but make sure you come back earlier next time, okay?"
"Mm-hmm, I will," Ayaka replied obediently, nodding.
"Now, it's late. You should get some rest," Luo Qing said gently, patting her on the head.
Life is all about acting, he thought to himself.
With his warm, caring demeanor, no one could have guessed there was someone hiding under the blanket, let alone that the situation had almost escalated into a full-blown battle.
Letting Ayaka go to bed was critical. The longer she stayed, the greater the risk of being discovered.
"Mm..."
Ayaka nodded but didn't make any move to leave. Instead, her gaze softened, lingering on him.
"Luo Qing... um..."
"Yes?" Luo Qing asked, forcing himself to stay calm.
"I, uh..." Ayaka's face turned redder, her voice barely above a whisper.
Oh no, she wants a goodnight kiss, Luo Qing realized.
"Of course," he said, feigning composure.
He cupped Ayaka's face gently and leaned in for a kiss.
Unlike their earlier encounters, Ayaka was no longer as shy. Within moments, she matched his pace, deepening the kiss with surprising confidence.
After a few minutes, they finally parted.
"Goodnight, Ayaka. Get some rest," Luo Qing said with a soft smile.
But instead of leaving, Ayaka blushed and hesitated.
"Um, Luo Qing..."
"Yes?"
"I... I'd like... one more kiss."
"..."
[Frustration Points from Luo Qing: +1]
"Alright..." he sighed internally.
As their kissing grew more passionate, Theresa's movements under the blanket became more restless. Luo Qing felt like he was being torn apart.
This is torture!
"Okay, but this is the last one," he said.
"Mm..." Ayaka nodded, leaning in once more.
Their second kiss lasted even longer than the first.
"Goodnight, Ayaka. Now, back to bed, okay?" Luo Qing said gently.
But Ayaka had other ideas.
"Luo Qing, can I sit with you for a while?"
Her hopeful gaze betrayed her desire to stay close, to cuddle and share sweet nothings.
"Uh..."
[Frustration Points from Luo Qing: +1]
Luo Qing was starting to panic. Theresa's movements were growing louder, and any more delays could spell disaster.
Just as he was scrambling for an excuse, the hallway lights flicked on.
Both of them turned toward the stairs, where Makoto stood, her arms crossed.
Dressed in a dark purple silk nightgown, her eyes glimmered faintly with violet light, her presence radiating authority.
"Ayaka, that's enough for tonight. It's time for bed."
"Ah, yes... Sister Makoto..."
Though reluctant, Ayaka had no choice but to obey. She cast one last longing glance at Luo Qing before following Makoto upstairs.
As they ascended, Makoto glanced back at the sofa.
Her piercing gaze seemed to cut through the leather and see straight to the hidden Theresa beneath the blanket.
"You shouldn't stay up too late, Luo Qing," she said softly, her tone laden with meaning. "We have an early morning tomorrow."
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Bab 251: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable [251] [200 PS]
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Her timely intervention to get Ayaka to leave had him feeling so moved, he nearly teared up.
Did I save the universe in my past life to deserve someone so kind and capable?
But then Makoto had once casually mentioned that there were three more women just like her.
Tsk...
Once Makoto led Ayaka away, Luo Qing could no longer hold back. He flipped open the blanket and swiftly dealt with Theresa's mischief, punishing her thoroughly for the way she'd been teasing him earlier.
By the time he was finished, Theresa was left red-faced and exhausted, clutching her stomach as she staggered upstairs, using the wall for support.
Feeling immensely better, Luo Qing settled down on the sofa, donned his Akasha Terminal, and drifted off to sleep.
Tonight was the Sabzeruz Festival, and, according to the timeline, it would also be the night when Azar initiated the Endless Dream project, using the collective wisdom of Sumeru's citizens to further the god-creation plan.
To ensure his wives didn't get caught up in the mess, Luo Qing had Makoto remind everyone to remove their Akasha Terminals before bed.
As for Luo Qing himself, his top-level Akasha access rendered him immune to the terminal's data-extraction protocols.
With a thought, Luo Qing's consciousness entered the Akasha Network.
The dream had already begun. Wasting no time, Luo Qing dove into the fabricated dreamscape, searching for Lumine.
The familiar scene of the Grand Bazaar unfolded before him. Lumine and her companions were chatting with Dunyarzad, just as they had been during the day. And there he was, too—dream-Luo Qing, surrounded by his six "wives."
Seeing himself from an outsider's perspective, Luo Qing couldn't help but admit the sight was striking.
To the average person, just having one of these women would be a dream come true. But six at once?
Maybe I am a little scummy...
As the dream reset and looped back to the beginning, everything seemed unchanged—same people, same conversations.
The only one who seemed to notice something was off was Lumine, though her realization had nothing to do with Luo Qing.
He wasn't here to guide her, anyway. He was here to find Nahida.
It had been some time since Luo Qing last encountered Nahida. The vivid dreamscape he had initially used to draw her attention was no longer functioning as bait.
Worse, his Godhood Exchange privileges had been revoked after Azar blacklisted him.
Locating Nahida took only a moment, her presence like a beacon within the dream.
The little Dendro Archon was wandering the Grand Bazaar, seemingly unnoticed by all. Her subtle aura ensured no one could perceive her unless she allowed it.
With a thought, Luo Qing materialized next to her.
"Long time no see, Nahida," he greeted casually.
"Eh?"
Nahida turned around, startled. She had been eyeing the desserts at a nearby stall but was now met with the sight of Luo Qing smiling at her.
"Luo Qing? What are you doing here?"
"I live in Sumeru. Why wouldn't I be here?" Luo Qing chuckled, reaching out to ruffle her hair.
There was just something uniquely satisfying about patting a silver-haired, green-eyed loli on the head.
"That's not what I meant..." Nahida muttered, shaking her head. Her eyes filled with suspicion.
"Wait... you're not part of this dream, are you? You're the real Luo Qing!"
"Why, have you met a fake me before?"
"Well... no, but how are you here?"
Nahida was genuinely puzzled.
Everyone else in the dream should have been a mere projection of their real selves, their consciousness extracted through the Akasha. Yet Luo Qing, like her, seemed to exist independently of the dream's constructs.
"It's because I'm special," Luo Qing teased with a grin, continuing to tousle her soft hair.
"Anyway, what brings you here, Nahida? Looking to chat with Lumine, perhaps?"
"Um..."
Nahida looked down, embarrassed. Her silence confirmed his guess.
"It seems our little Dendro God is finally ready to return to Sumeru, huh?" Luo Qing said playfully.
"Luo Qing, I haven't thought that far yet!" Nahida protested, her cheeks puffing slightly.
"No rush. One step at a time," Luo Qing replied, patting her head once more. "Alright, I have other things to take care of. You go on ahead, and I'll catch up later."
"Wait—"
Before Nahida could finish, Luo Qing's projection vanished.
"How did he..."
Nahida stood frozen, a hint of awe in her expression.
How does he have higher Akasha permissions than I do?
As the Archon of Wisdom, Nahida should have been the system's highest authority. Even Azar, for all his scheming, could have his access revoked by her at any moment.
But somehow, Luo Qing—a foreigner from Snezhnaya—had obtained permissions that surpassed even hers.
The only way for someone to achieve higher authority than me would be if they possessed the Heart of the Dendro God... or if they had some connection to the previous Archon.
"Is it... her?"
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Meanwhile, in the Akasha Network
Luo Qing shifted his focus, pinpointing Azar's location.
That smug Grand Sage had ruined the festival earlier and had even fabricated Luo Qing and his wives into the dreamscape. It was time to teach him a lesson.
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Elsewhere
Azar was in the Sumeru Ceremonial Workshop, collaborating with Dottore to deconstruct Ei's Gnosis and fuse it with Scaramouche.
Suddenly, Azar stiffened, his expression blank, before collapsing onto the control panel.
"What is this?"
Dottore frowned, motioning for one of his assistants to check on him.
"What happened to him?"
"Doctor, it seems the Grand Sage has fallen asleep..."
"Asleep?"
Dottore's frown deepened.
How could anyone sleep at such a critical juncture in the god-creation project?
"Wake him up."
"Yes, sir."
The assistant shook Azar, but there was no response.
"Doctor, he's... sleeping very soundly."
"Slap him awake, then."
The assistant hesitated but complied, delivering two sharp slaps.
Azar remained unresponsive.
"Doctor, he still won't wake up..."
"..."
"Forget it. Move him aside. I'll handle the directives."
"Yes, sir."
Unbeknownst to the workshop team, Azar's consciousness had been dragged into a surreal dreamscape.
On an endless grassland, a desperate and terrified Azar was being chased by a pack of beastmen.
This time, however, it wasn't just female beastmen pursuing him. Towering male beastmen—each standing several meters tall—had joined the hunt.
One wrong step, and he'd be... utterly devoured.
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