Night, Wendy returned to the dorm.
He had just returned from the library, but found no one there.
The “Laxana” who should have been waiting for him and helping him with his creation was nowhere to be seen.
He was a bit worried, concerned that something might have happened to her, so he went straight back to the dorm.
Strange to say, ever since the morning class at the Military Branch, the atmosphere of the entire Central Academy had become tense.
The number of guards had more than doubled, and on the streets patrols were rushing everywhere.
Even the classrooms were barged into and inspected three times by different groups within a single morning, causing chaos.
During lunch, not only was Laxana nowhere to be seen, but even Astreia, who had been sulking with him that morning, didn’t show up.
The dining hall was sparse; the number of students was less than half of usual.
So strange.
Wendy, with a hint of unease, walked to his dorm door and pushed it open.
The room was dark.
He casually turned on the magic lamp, illuminating the entire room.
The moment the light illuminated, Wendy’s breath stopped.
Not far away, on the sofa, a graceful figure was lying on her side.
She was wearing a thin, translucent purple gauze dress, her snow-white, delicate skin faintly visible through the fabric.
Her long, straight legs were crossed, outlining a breathtaking curve.
It was a head of bright blonde hair spread like a waterfall on the sofa, making her stunningly beautiful face even more exquisite.
It was Laxana.
When she saw Wendy, she lazily raised her arm and curled her finger at him.
Her violet eyes shimmered with a hint of perfect seduction.
“I’ve been waiting for you a long time~”
Her voice was seductive to the bone, with just the right touch of laziness and coquettishness.
Wendy’s mind went, “Buzz.”
This scene… this scene… so familiar.
As if he had personally experienced this scene on a certain night not long ago.
But in his memory, wasn’t it her who accompanied him in the Library Secret Chamber last night?
Why… why was there a strong sense of conflict?
It was as if two completely different memories, yet pointing to the same person, were fighting in his mind.
“What’s wrong, Classmate Wendy?”
Laxana saw him standing foolishly at the door and parted her rosy lips.
“Why stand so far away?
Could it be… you’re afraid I’ll eat you?”
As she spoke, she even stuck out the tip of her tongue and lightly licked her own lips.
Classmate Wendy?
That address made Wendy’s heart jump suddenly.
That’s right, last night… “she” had called him that!
So it wasn’t an illusion!
All the confusion and sense of fragmentation were completely overwhelmed by passionate affection at that moment.
The Prince’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he quickly walked over, crouched in front of the sofa, and looked up at this charming “lover” before him.
“Nana, you… are really beautiful today.”
As Laxana heard his praise, an unparalleled sense of pride rose in her heart.
‘It’s working! Astreia, do you see this! Who says I can’t act it out!’
To get one over on that woman, she locked herself in her dorm this afternoon, painstakingly studied the Forbidden Spell Notebook left by Xi Ya, and finally found a spell that could be called a bug.
[Persona Overwrite].
This was the most suitable spell for the current situation that she found in the Forbidden Spell Notebook left by Xi Ya.
By touching the target’s items or memory fragments, it temporarily overwrites one’s own personality with the target’s personality pattern.
To activate this spell, she had to repeatedly play back in her mind those shameful scenes she had “seen” through the empathic link yesterday, deeply imprinting Xi Ya’s every movement and tone in her own mind.
Now, from her thought patterns to her speaking tone, down to every subtle movement, she was exactly the same as the seductive “Xi Ya” from last night!
“Just beautiful?”
Laxana extended her slender fingers, gently hooked Wendy’s chin, and slowly rubbed her finger pad over the Prince’s smooth skin.
“More than that, I want to know… have you missed me?”
Wendy, teased by the “succubus” lady, felt his body numb.
He caught the mischievous hand, brought it to his lips for a light kiss, his eyes burning with sincerity.
“Yes, every moment.”
Laxana’s smile deepened at the corners of her mouth.
With a gentle pull, she lifted Wendy from the ground and let him fall toward her.
Caught off guard, Wendy fell into that soft and bouncy embrace.
The familiar violet flower fragrance mixed with the girl’s unique body scent instantly enveloped him, even sweeter than in his memory.
Laxana laughed softly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and her warm breath brushed against his ear, sending a shiver through him.
“What’s the rush?
The night is still long.”
She didn’t rush into it like usual, but instead, as if savoring the most delicious dish, she gently kissed the Prince’s forehead, eyebrows, nose, and so on…
Every movement contained patience and teasing.
Wendy felt like he was about to melt.
The fire in his body was ignited bit by bit, yet subtly controlled by her, always remaining in a state of smoldering—the most tormenting state.
He couldn’t help but let out a whimpering murmur.
“Nana… I…”
Like a kitten being petted to the extreme, meowing uncontrollably.
This was exactly the effect Laxana wanted to see.
But her own state was not as calm as it appeared.
‘Damn empathic link!’
Every bit of teasing she applied to Wendy fed back to her at double intensity.
She now realized how malicious Astreia’s plan was.
The [Persona Overwrite] spell forcibly maintained her rationality and “acting.”
She felt her body had turned into a puddle of spring water, held up solely by [Persona Overwrite].
‘How was this testing Wendy?
This was clearly torturing herself!
No, can’t let her look down on me!
Even more, can’t lose to a demon!’
Resolving fiercely in her heart, Laxana actively increased her offensive.
The sofa could no longer serve as a stage for her “acting.”
With a flip, she pinned Wendy beneath her and then whispered in his ear, her breath sweet as orchid.
“We… let’s change places and continue the unfinished work from last night, okay?”
Wendy was already lost in passion; upon hearing this, he just nodded dazedly.
Laxana smiled in satisfaction.
She lifted Wendy by the waist, walking gracefully as if carrying a rare treasure, step by step toward the wide bed in the room.
As the two fell together onto the soft mattress, the temperature in the room suddenly rose.
The purple gauze dress was casually discarded; on the wall, two figures tightly embraced.
Laxana completely let herself go, giving full play to all the “theoretical knowledge” she had learned from those drawing books, combined with Xi Ya’s personality template.
She was sometimes gentle as water, sometimes passionate as fire, perfectly controlling the rhythm of the whole process.
She wanted to prove that she was the best!
She was the one who understood Wendy the most!
The Prince’s defenses crumbled inch by inch under the assault, ultimately completely intoxicated in this false land of tenderness, unable to extricate himself.
Just as the atmosphere in the room reached its peak.
Outside the dorm window, in the shadow just a wall away.
Astreia stood silently, enjoying the vivid, sensual scene in the room.
She watched Laxana inside, who was completely different from usual, doing her utmost to be gentle and charming.
She watched Wendy, completely indulged beneath Laxana, his face full of happiness.
On Astreia’s face, there was not the slightest trace of jealousy or anger.
Not even a ripple.
She just watched quietly, starlight shifting in her emerald green eyes.
For a long time.
The Princess Royal’s lips suddenly curled into a meaningful smile.
In that smile, there was a hint of understanding, a touch of mockery, and a trace of barely concealed excitement.
“Really… getting more and more interesting~”