Watching Su Yun remain motionless, Mo Qingqing stood up and grabbed her by the neck, tossing her onto the bed.
“Kh-kh… M-Mistress?” Su Yun looked at Mo Qingqing in terror as she began to undress and tie up her hair, drawing steadily closer.
What’s happening?
What on earth is happening?
Is she really going to…?
But—but she’s a witch!
Why…
As Su Yun’s thoughts spiraled, Mo Qingqing was already right in front of her.
The scent of violet instantly invaded Su Yun’s nose.
A wave of warmth swept over her, enveloping her completely.
If she were still eighteen in her previous life, maybe she would have been excited.
But now…
Fear. Panic.
Su Yun felt her body slip from her control; no matter how she tried to move, her body wouldn’t respond at all.
Her will was like a stone thrown into the sea.
Though, in the end, it didn’t really matter.
Long, slender fingers traced gently over Su Yun’s delicate left leg, then lifted it high.
Mo Qingqing saw everything clearly.
“Huu…” Mo Qingqing’s breathing grew a bit ragged.
At this point, though, she began to hesitate.
But the hesitation vanished quickly.
They’d come this far.
Why stop now?
“Mm…”
*****
Three hours later.
Mo Qingqing walked out from the hot spring on the second floor, looking thoroughly refreshed.
Su Yun, on the other hand, was sprawled in the corner of the spring as if dead.
She’d been passive the whole time.
But with her senses heightened, her body still reacted intensely.
For more than two hours, her voice never ceased.
She’d begged for mercy, but Mo Qingqing had taken it as flirting.
And became even rougher.
But perhaps because Mo Qingqing was a pure novice at this…
The two of them had only skimmed the surface of what could be done.
Even so, after everything, Mo Qingqing still felt invigorated and utterly at ease.
It was as if her meridians had been opened.
Though in essence, it was just venting and absorbing life force.
But…
Wasn’t this starting to go off track?
Su Yun stared blankly at the ceiling.
She couldn’t quite understand how things had turned out this way.
But she was painfully aware—
Her situation hadn’t improved at all.
If anything, it might have gotten worse.
Because… she could clearly feel that, when she cried and begged, Mo Qingqing only grew more excited.
That meant…
Mo Qingqing was a bona fide sadist.
Maybe she hadn’t fully awakened to it yet, but it would only get worse over time.
Especially since Su Yun possessed such intense life force.
Basically, she couldn’t be played to death.
But…
It didn’t matter.
None of it mattered.
This was her bargaining chip for survival.
The key to changing her relationship with Mo Qingqing.
Even if she hated it.
Even if it was hard to endure. Still, it was fine.
As long as she lived…
She could do anything.
Su Yun quickly regained her composure.
She washed herself lightly and left the spring, then started cleaning the hot spring pool.
But before she finished, Mo Qingqing called her downstairs.
Mo Qingqing flicked away the water droplets still clinging to her, then patted the space in front of her.
“…Yes…”
Su Yun hesitated for a moment, then lay down lightly in front of her.
Mo Qingqing immediately pulled her into her arms, clamping Su Yun between her legs as if she were nothing more than a body pillow.
Mo Qingqing rubbed her cheek against Su Yun’s fluffy tail.
So soft and comfortable.
Though Su Yun felt uncomfortable, her exhaustion quickly overwhelmed her, and she drifted into a deep sleep.
*****
Hours later.
Su Yun woke up from being crushed.
Opening her eyes, she saw Mo Qingqing sprawled atop her.
Nothing unusual.
It was just…
She was simply being used as a pillow, pinned underneath.
Mo Qingqing herself was sleeping soundly.
Su Yun: “…..”
That’s it.
So much for ever getting a good night’s sleep again.
*****
“Ah…ha…” Mo Qingqing stretched lazily as she woke up.
She rubbed her eyes and pressed down with her hand.
Soft and fluffy.
“Hm? How did you end up under me?”
Seeing Su Yun curled into a little ball, Mo Qingqing felt a bit puzzled.
“…I’m very sorry, my sleeping posture is poor.” Su Yun answered softly.
She was used to sleeping in fear anyway.
This barely even bothered her.
Mo Qingqing pinched Su Yun’s cheeks and ears before slowly getting out of bed and putting on her pajamas.
“Go make breakfast. Remember to bring Su Qiuyue over—Room 233.”
“Yes…”
Su Yun quickly got up, put on her maid uniform, and began her duties.
Of course, she carefully carried Su Qiuyue over.
Though Mo Qingqing spoke casually, Su Yun didn’t dare to actually drag a witch…
After breakfast, she gave Mo Qingqing some more blood and was then allowed to meditate.
That night, Mo Qingqing didn’t do anything else to her—she just used her as a pillow.
Time flew, and soon, the date Lin Mo had mentioned arrived.
After much thought, Mo Qingqing decided to bring Su Yun along.
Since there was no teleportation gate over there, the only way was by vehicle.
The round trip alone would take several days.
And that wasn’t even counting the time spent at the venue.
Bringing Su Yun along would be entertaining.
So cute, so well-behaved.
And that broken look of hers… truly…
Mo Qingqing stopped her train of thought.
She never regarded commoners as equals, but… she had a vague feeling Su Yun was a little different.
But she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Perhaps… too calm?
Or maybe—
Dragon Phoenix…
Mo Qingqing’s gaze shifted slightly.
Even after so long among witches, she’d never heard of something so novel.
She wanted to meet a real one and see what made them different.
She’d have to ask her teacher about it sometime.
Maybe there was a chance to visit the other continents.
If only there were witches and sorcerers on those continents too.
Then they could band together.
*****
“So slow.” Lin Mo pushed open the door and walked in.
She was dressed as usual, but after a bath, she had a lingering fragrance.
Doing as she pleased, free from constraints—that was the greatest difference between witches and elementalist followers.
“Hurry up, or we’ll miss out on golden pancakes on the way.” She fiddled with the button beside the door.
When she opened it again, the outside had become a garage.
That’s right—a garage.
Su Yun, who came over with her backpack, was stunned.
Was this for real?
Wasn’t this supposed to be a fantasy world?
What was up with this sports car?
And that off-road vehicle?
Her expression didn’t escape Mo Qingqing’s notice.
But she took it as surprise at seeing something new.
Commoners were commoners—they’d never seen the world.
Mo Qingqing felt a trace of superiority.
This was a creation of a sorcerer from thirty years ago.
Just swap in an Orn or other magic crystal, and it would speed across the wilderness.
Nowadays, if you inserted two or more Orns, it could teleport three times.
A miracle for travel and escape.
Ordinary witches and sorcerers couldn’t afford one.
“If the road isn’t too smooth… we should probably use this, right?” Lin Mo scratched her head and walked over to the off-road convertible.
Su Yun opened her mouth, then quickly shut it.
Her experience told her: the less she spoke, the better.
“You’ve seen one before?”
But Mo Qingqing wasn’t about to let her off so easily.
“Yes, when I was escaping disaster, I once saw a witch drive one of those big things over mountains…” Su Yun replied smoothly, not missing a beat.
Neither of the other two doubted her and both climbed into the off-road vehicle.