She had no idea when she’d dug this thing out from under the bed again, but she was certain of one thing—her cheeks immediately flushed a deep red as she saw the reflective camera lens.
She had absolutely and completely lost face in front of Tang Nai just now.
Su Mu violently threw away the “Holy Grail.”
She had zero recollection of when she had taken this thing out.
Tang Nai’s teasing voice came from beside her: “What are you mumbling about? Look over here.”
“Naitu… no, Tang Nai, you… I…”
Su Mu made a move to pounce on the camera, simultaneously trying to steal it away with her threads: “Don’t film! Delete it now…”
But such a petty scheme was something Tang Nai could easily see through.
She decisively copied the memory card several times, put the camera away, and with just a wave of her hand, provocatively tossed the saved footage from the camera into the air.
“Backups like this, I can make hundreds of them easily. Don’t think you can delete them all.”
“Little Su Mu, you’re still too green.”
Su Mu slumped onto the bed in a daze, landing right on the Holy Grail.
Its soft texture constantly reminded her that she had just been planning to attack Tang Nai with this thing, which was softer than a child’s toy bat.
How could something like this possibly defeat the Great Demon King Tang Nai?
‘Could it be she could only let her be defiled… Ah, pah! What nonsense! What kind of stuff has Tang Nai stuffed into my head?’
Su Mu tried to shake those strange thoughts out of her head, but she felt as if she had truly lived a lifetime as a hero in that world where mice and rabbits were distinct.
Everything felt so real, not easily forgotten.
“Want to relive it again, good girl? Since that’s the case, I’ll grant your wish…”
The moment she heard “good girl,” Su Mu felt dizzy, as if her consciousness was being pulled, about to be stuffed into a bubble heading for that strange world.
She quickly bit the tip of her tongue, the pain almost making her cry out, which kept her lucid.
“If you keep this up, I’m calling the police!”
Su Mu stood on the bed, her clothes disheveled, only her upper pajama top pulled down to the top of her thighs, hiding the alluring scenery beneath.
Her long, shapely legs were completely exposed, not to mention the thin pajama top clung very suggestively to her skin, perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure.
This pose wasn’t threatening; it was more like tempting a villain, or perhaps she had already tempted one.
“Little Su Mu, has anyone ever told you that you look good in a nightgown, or even like this? Sleep pants are just too superfluous.”
Tang Nai gave a mischievous smile, thoughtfully sizing up Su Mu, as if measuring her fiancée’s figure with her eyes.
Su Mu hurriedly clutched her clothes tighter, her face burning, turning her back to Tang Nai.
“Superfluous my foot! Where are my sleep pants?”
Now that she thought about it, besides Tang Nai, someone had said that to her.
Luo Jialan had mentioned it, and Ye Wanqing had even gifted her some, but Su Mu had refused.
What convenience?
That was clearly dangerous!
“You took them off yourself, you know.” Tang Nai spread her hands innocently.
“They couldn’t have disappeared just from me taking them off.”
“Ah, right, I did hide them for you. Want to see the evidence? I have the recording right here…”
“I’m not watching!”
Blushing with shame and annoyance, Su Mu wrapped herself in her little blanket, trying to weave herself another set of clothes with her threads.
It was then she unexpectedly noticed that the threads available for manipulation on her gloves had become unprecedentedly numerous and dense, almost ten times the previous amount, and finer, almost imperceptible.
Moreover, now she could basically extend threads directly from the back of her hand without summoning the gloves, greatly increasing the convenience of thread manipulation.
However, when she gave an order to the threads, she felt a subtle resistance.
Put in human terms, it was probably: “Master, that’s not suitable for you~”
The only culprit Su Mu could think of was that gray-haired girl holding the camera.
Lifting her gaze, sure enough, the other was staring at her with that familiar, triumphant smirk.
“You did a lot of strange things, huh.”
“Weren’t you supposed to help me absorb Xu Ye Youzi? I feel like you’ve done… hmm, everything you should and shouldn’t have done.” Tang Nai answered vaguely, changing the subject, “By the way, aren’t you curious about the changes in your strength? Your thread manipulation speed just now even surprised me.”
“I was always this fast.” Su Mu stubbornly insisted while secretly astonished.
‘So many, so strong, so resilient… Are these still my threads?’
The changes weren’t just in the threads.
Su Mu’s magic power had almost increased tenfold.
Such explosive growth should have been hard to adapt to, but Su Mu felt she could wield it with ease, as if this power had been hers for a long time.
“You forgot, just now on the road to subdue me, you mercilessly beat up Little Mo…”
Su Mu suddenly realized.
In the dream just now, she had manipulated the magic power within her body more than once.
Come to think of it, in the dream world, she had often wondered why her strength was increasing so quickly, even vaguely developing the illusion that if this continued, she could easily kick away the Great Demon King Tang Nai.
“But, what about the Authority?”
Looking at the five neatly arranged conceptual forms in the dream, Su Mu felt puzzled.
Those five figures were only extremely similar to Su Mu in form, but none had clear facial features, as if they were still missing a crucial part.
“As for the Authority, you’ll need to find that yourself. You’re in a peculiar state right now. Most people need a long period of tempering to step into B-rank. The process of accumulating magic power is very long, so often by the time they come to their senses…”
Tang Nai had already found an opening and slipped under the covers.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together within the warm little nest, and by the time Su Mu wanted to struggle, it was already too late.
Tang Nai was like an octopus, her body quite soft, almost completely entwined around Su Mu, enjoying the ample warmth and softness.
“Mmm, you can talk, but stop tickling me…”
Su Mu struggled hard, while Tang Nai’s slender little finger kept intentionally or unintentionally brushing against Su Mu’s earlobe, as if issuing some strong invitation.
“As you are now, you can barely flee from a B-rank without being slapped to death. With Lemon’s help, you can briefly grasp an Authority that surpasses your level, perhaps exchange a few moves with that Witch. But to win, you must awaken your own Authority.”
“Ah, let go, mice and rabbits are different…”
Under the dual influence of Tang Nai interfering with her mind and applying hypnosis, Su Mu’s eyes gradually grew hazy, her resistance weakened, and before she knew it, she had returned to that warm, comfortable Rabbit Palace.
Seeing her own graceful figure tightly bound by pink satin ribbons, Su Mu struggled in a panic.
She could clearly recall everything in reality now; this seemed to be a deliberate flaw left by Tang Nai.
But no matter how she called upon the magic power within her body, those seemingly fragile yet tenacious ribbons remained unmoved, binding her tightly from head to toe like an exquisite gift awaiting unwrapping.
To put it in more realistic terms, that would be—confidential shipping.
“Mmph—”
Su Mu tried to speak, but her cherry lips were also bound by the ribbon.
She could barely breathe, but couldn’t form words, and as her breathing grew rapid, the ribbon seemed to be gradually getting damp.
The Holy Grail was placed on the table nearby.
The moment she saw it, Su Mu almost thought she had found hope, but she quickly realized—that wasn’t a holy artifact; it was something the Great Demon King Tang Nai had deliberately displayed to humiliate her.
Just then, Su Mu suddenly felt a soft body press against her from behind, breathing steadily, sleeping soundly, startling her into trying to struggle again.
However, her struggling movements were still too big, and they woke Tang Nai.
That slender little leg also rested on Su Mu’s abdomen, as if fiercely loving a newly purchased large body pillow.
Rubbing her sleepy gray eyes, she then hugged Su Mu even tighter, putting all her strength into it… really wishing she could use all her body’s strength, wrapping her arms tightly, clamping her legs, trying to knead the entire pillow into her own body.
But Tang Nai’s physique was, after all, petite, making it hard to exert much force.
What she brought Su Mu wasn’t a suffocating sense of oppression, but rather extreme shame.
‘Great Demon King Tang Nai, don’t think that just because you’ve captured me, I’ll submit! I am the hero of the guinea pig tribe, having undergone tolerance training for hole rabbit bodily fluids! I will never open my heart to you!’
Su Mu suddenly understood.
In this strange worldview, the reason love across species was so difficult was largely due to the difference in pheromones between different races.
Even with a fragrant, soft jade in one’s arms, if the wavelengths didn’t match, one could only remain pure-hearted, without a single stirring thought.
But there was one exception: the so-called hole rabbits.
Their bodily fluids perfectly matched the needs of every race, capable of turning impossible unions into possibilities.
Moreover, because it was forbidden love, this moistening could transform the barriers between them into even more alluring affection, allowing them to completely accept each other.
This was why, in the dream, Motes and Edma defected—because only hole rabbits could make them become one, you within me, me within you.
And to prevent the heroes setting out to subdue the Great Demon King Tang Nai from being seduced, heroes underwent rigorous training, especially tolerance training for hole rabbit bodily fluids.
To complete it, Irina needed…
Recalling up to this point, Su Mu’s body suddenly stiffened, because Tang Nai had already brought her exquisite, pretty face close, looking at her teasingly.
“Do you remember how you completed your training? Who taught you hand-in-hand how to deal with hole rabbits~”
Su Mu’s eyes grew misty, biting tightly on the satin ribbon between her lips.
It was her master, that petite girl with gray eyes who always hid herself in a cloak.
It was she who guided Su Mu hand-in-hand through everything.
Looking at it now, what master?
That was the damnable Tang Nai!