Chapter 116: Bringing Zhizhi Into the Room

In the banquet hall, there was a restroom located in a relatively secluded area.

At this moment, inside the restroom—

“Ugh… Lord Herrera!”

“Kula, if you don’t hold it in properly, someone might hear you, even if they come in unexpectedly.”

This strange sound continued for over half an hour.

Finally, the prolonged sound of the toilet flushing—lasting more than ten seconds—marked the end.

Sharna, her face flushed red, leaned against the wall as she walked out, her legs pressed tightly together.

Anyone who frequently reads such stories would know exactly what had happened to her inside.

Of course, she had just had an intense session of flushing the toilet to her satisfaction!

Even when the restroom cleaner came by, they could only look at the spotless toilet, having nothing to do.

Luoyou then emerged from the restroom, having thoroughly fixed the misbehaving flush button.

“Remember to come to this room tonight.”

“Eh…? I-Is it not over yet?”

Sharna panted and collapsed down.

“There’s no way it would be over in just half an hour. Use some common sense, will you? For someone from a noble family, you sure don’t understand much.”

Luoyou hooked a finger under her chin.

“Remember to come, or else… huhu~!”

Though she said “tonight,” it was already late, almost deep into the night.

It was currently nine in the evening, and as long as Luoyou wished, the party could start at any time.

As they walked, Luoyou suddenly stopped in her tracks and said, “Ah, big sister, have you been staring at me this whole time?”

Broken-Winged Butterfly stepped out from the shadows.

“Could it be that you want to join in the toilet…”

“Don’t be ridiculous, no way!”

Broken-Winged Butterfly retorted coldly, though her cheeks betrayed her, blushing slightly.

These two had actually been flushing the toilet so fervently in there!

How shameless!

“Well… whatever.”

Luoyou put away her teasing mood and said, “Though I don’t know what you’re scheming by staring at me like that, since I’m kind-hearted, feel free to watch—no need to hide.”

“I wasn’t staring at you.”

“Uh-huh, let’s just say that’s the case. Tonight, remember to come. I’ve already reserved the room. If you stand me up, your dear little sister will have to bear the consequences.”

Indeed, Bailing Wu was Broken-Winged Butterfly’s weak spot.

After that, Broken-Winged Butterfly couldn’t muster even a slightly harsh response and could only glare indifferently as Lord Herrera left.

[Huff… I feel like there’s something creepy happening behind my back… or is it just my imagination?]

As Luoyou reached the corner, a chill ran down her spine, a cold feeling creeping up her back.

Was big sister plotting something?

This unease undoubtedly came from Broken-Winged Butterfly’s surveillance, and Luoyou could easily guess why she was tailing her so closely.

“Besides big sister, many others are watching me too…”

Wherever there were people, there were always eyes on her.

Among these gazes, a few stood out, filled with hostility and vigilance.

Luoyou suspected it was “that group.”

The people connected to the depths of the Realm Sea.

Having killed three of their powerful partners, Luoyou was bound to attract extra attention from them.

But whether it was Broken-Winged Butterfly or that group, Luoyou didn’t think any of them posed a real threat to her.

“Surely big sister hasn’t awakened and plans to massacre me in bed?”

Pfft~

Luoyou burst out laughing.

No way, no way~~

Big sister’s hair techniques were formidable, but not to the point of wiping me out~

She directly used Hikari Tenran to shake off all the tails and returned to the hotel she had booked earlier.

Just as she was about to shower and prepare to be at her best for the upcoming challenge, the phone rang.

“Zhizhi? Again? Could she want to duel?”

Luoyou hesitated but knew that ignoring it would just mean more calls every few minutes.

So, she answered.

“Hello? Youyou! Where are you? I came to your place but no one was home!”

“Zhizhi, don’t you have anything better to do?”

“Useless! Just tell me where you are! Are you out somewhere messing around?”

The accusing tone was unmistakably familiar.

She couldn’t exactly admit she was preparing for the Silver Party in the northwest, so she said, “Zhizhi, shouldn’t you spend some time with your own family? Clinging to me all day will only make them feel lonely.”

“…Useless! I just won’t let you run away after winning! I’m going to stick to you! Now tell me, where are you?”

Zhizhi’s reasoning was simple — at this stage, it was impossible to defeat this top-class succubus-like little demon directly.

To win against your enemy, you must first understand her! Analyze her every move and daily life.

How many times does she drink water each day?

When does she get up?

What’s her toothbrushing style?

How often does she reward herself each week?

How does she match her clothes?

And how does she treat her daughter…

While things were relatively calm, Zhizhi intended to observe as much as possible.

“Uh, I’m out of town now. Zhizhi, bear with it a little.”

“Where?”

“Can’t say.”

“Then I’m staying at your place while you’re gone.”

Ah, well.

No problem… right?

There wasn’t anything embarrassing lying around in her own room.

But Luozining, that rebellious woman, was another matter.

Zhizhi had cleared out all the BL game figures from her room before—who knew if new ones had appeared.

Oh well, in the end, it would be Luozining facing social death, not her.

“Whatever.”

“You said it!”

“Zhizhi, you should know some manners, right? Don’t mess up my place, okay?”

“Look at you talking! I’m Zhizhi-sama; I would never do that.”

Zhizhi hung up confidently.

***

Phew!

She looked around inside Luoyou’s home and felt as though she could sense every little detail.

The air itself carried a scent of “home.”

“Wow… so much gym equipment! Youyou works out like this, but how come there’s not a single muscle showing anywhere?”

Zhizhi immediately rushed into Luoyou’s room and stared at the dazzling array of gym gear—so many that it was intimidating.

This kind of setup was something she’d only seen in movies featuring muscle-bound truck drivers.

“Emmm… no naughty books, no suspicious props.”

Zhizhi nodded seriously.

This meant Luoyou was a disciplined person, not indulging in excess.

Contrasting sharply with the gym gear was the wardrobe, filled with stockings that radiated heat just by looking at them.

“So many…”

Zhizhi pulled out a few, as if she could smell Luoyou’s scent on them.

No, no, no! Impossible! It must be a hallucination!

Having found nothing else of interest in Luoyou’s room, Zhizhi went out to inspect the living room, and suddenly her eyes landed on Luozining’s door.

The sign read — No Entry for Old Dad.

“Calling your foster mother ‘Old Dad,’ that’s really rude.”

Zhizhi frowned but soon felt a pang of sadness.

For her to call her mother that way, their mother-daughter relationship must have reached a certain depth.

“Luozining really seems used to it, even enjoys it? I’m so jealous.”

Zhizhi touched the door handle and lingered there for a long moment.

Mother… for her, how distant a word that had become.