The soft, furry gray rabbit ears pressed tightly against Su Mu’s back gently brushed against her cheek, tickling her sensitive skin.
Su Mu struggled with all her might, hoping to break free from the ribbons binding her even a little, but only succeeded in working up a drenching sweat.
The thin fabric, along with the ribbons, became damp and clung to her body.
The gray-haired girl, while teasingly recounting a story from a dream, entangled herself even tighter around Su Mu.
Her petite body was as soft and pliant as mochi.
Su Mu’s vision blurred, and fragmented, indistinct memories began to surface under Tang Nai’s guidance.
Tang Nai’s slender fingers traced lightly from Su Mu’s cheek down to her collarbone.
“Do you remember what I told you? The weaknesses of the Hole Rabbits.”
As if sensing Su Mu’s renewed struggle, the smiling gray-haired girl held her even tighter.
Su Mu let out a gasp, writhing incessantly like a butterfly trapped in a cocoon.
“They may be cunning, but they are weak. They’re not good at fighting, their bodies are fragile. They can die if their vital spots are injured, or from excessive blood loss. They are very sensitive to pain and fall into extreme agony when tortured. Even though they are enemies, I hope you can be gentle with them. When necessary, just act decisively.”
Su Mu, being manipulated freely under Tang Nai’s restraint, felt increasingly flustered and annoyed recalling these words, especially the memory of Tang Nai holding her hand, teaching her how to circulate the Magic Power within her body.
“I didn’t tell you the second part back then,” Tang Nai continued, her voice a soft murmur, “And that is… all of the above weaknesses—are completely inapplicable to the Queen of the Nai Rabbits.”
Seeing that Su Mu’s endurance was nearing its limit, Tang Nai finally decided to unwrap this exquisite ‘gift’.
She gently bit through the ribbon tied over Su Mu’s lips with her pearly teeth, followed immediately by a kiss that was not deep—like a dragonfly skimming the water, the warm, soft sensation fleeting, causing Su Mu’s pupils to contract.
Her cherry lips parted, speechless.
The crimson lips made her appear even more vivid.
Then, Tang Nai slowly began pulling the ribbon down along Su Mu’s graceful swan-like neck, all the while whispering teasing words.
“After the weaknesses, we should talk about what makes the Hole Rabbits troublesome. They are born bewitching, skilled at manipulating a maiden’s heart. Although their bodies are fragile, their flexibility is surprisingly good. Like cotton candy, soft and sweet.”
Tang Nai extended her pink tongue to lick her lips.
“They need to consume a large amount of liquid every day, and they never waste it. They always share a cup with the girl they fancy. In their customs, this is called ‘you are in me, and I am in you.'”
Su Mu gulped, swallowing her saliva.
By now, the upper half of her body was gradually being freed, with only her hands still bound separately to the headboard.
But after struggling for so long, she was already weak and limp.
Being soothed with such a gentle tone, she lost both the stamina and the will to contend with Tang Nai.
Like a pink chipmunk held in someone’s palm, she was at their mercy.
She shyly averted her almond-shaped eyes, now brimming with moisture.
Within her azure-blue pupils, glimpses of the past seemed to flicker faintly as Tang Nai spoke.
A tear drop blossomed unhelpfully on the ribbon.
‘Tang Nai, you jerk!’
“Being cautious when dealing with them is meaningless. From the moment you start talking to them, you’ve already fallen into their trap. No matter how vigilant you are, there will come a time when you unconsciously let your guard down, allowing them to seize the opportunity and gradually lead you into the arena they excel in most. Once you’re under the covers, it’s too late for anything. Besides giving up resistance and peacefully enjoying it, there’s no need to think of anything else.”
“Similarly,” Tang Nai’s voice dropped to a whisper near Su Mu’s ear, “the above does not apply to the Nai Rabbit Queen, because she disdains deception. And when she sets her sights on you, resistance will only fuel her mischievous inclinations.”
A pretty bow was tied right at the center of Su Mu’s collarbone.
Now, Tang Nai gently took it between her teeth and pulled it loose.
The taut ribbons snapped open like broken strings, springing apart to both sides, revealing the delicate skin beneath, glowing with a tender pink hue.
Seeing Su Mu hastily turn over, trying to burrow into the bedding to hide, Tang Nai immediately pressed down on her slippery shoulder, stopping her restless fidgeting and timidity.
“Fun fact: Tang Nai likes rabbits. So, no running away.”
Hearing that familiar self-reference from the other, Su Mu’s memories of reality were reawakened, and her sense of shame intensified.
‘She’s not even pretending anymore, is she!’
If this were merely as Irina, the defeated guinea pig warrior, being captured and humiliated by her mentor and the great Demon King, Tang Nai, she might have been able to endure it somewhat.
After all, within this fantastical worldview, she had long prepared herself mentally for the possibility of losing to Tang Nai.
The problem was that Tang Nai would intentionally or unintentionally remind her of reality, forcing the shame in her heart to be exposed time and again from beneath the veil of the Dream World.
Tang Nai deliberately constructed this Dream World, so similar to reality, precisely to make Su Mu clearly perceive both Tang Nai’s feelings and her own.
Tang Nai maintained her dominance; her possessiveness was stronger than anyone else’s.
But she could also be very gentle, so gentle that Su Mu couldn’t refuse her.
The moment the bindings were undone, Tang Nai relaxed her restraint on Su Mu.
But the pink-haired girl couldn’t push away the petite, light figure, nor even put up any decent resistance—which was proof enough of her ‘tsundere’ nature.
“Little Su Mu, I will slowly tell you all those stories you don’t know, one by one. This process will be long, but I want you to look at me.”
Tang Nai gazed intently into Su Mu’s glistening azure-blue eyes, her own bronze-colored pupils revealing a trace of something irresistible.
‘How is that even possible!’
Su Mu grumbled inwardly, but after locking eyes with the gray-haired girl’s exquisite, flawless face, she found she couldn’t look away.
‘Ugh, why? She’s clearly a jerk of a Witch, yet she has a face like an angel’s.’
“Angels aren’t this beautiful.”
For some reason, Tang Nai seemed able to see through Su Mu’s thoughts.
Perhaps because Su Mu always wore her heart on her sleeve, or perhaps, in front of Tang Nai who had watched her grow up since childhood, she had no secrets left.
“Speaking of which, Little Su Mu, I actually feel unconsciously afraid when facing you too,” Tang Nai said with a radiant smile.
“Af-afraid of what?”
“I think… it’s a good thing I’ve always hidden it well and never exposed it. Otherwise, when I’m bullying you, if you were to call me ‘dad,’ I’d probably cry from heartache.”
A rosy blush spread across Su Mu’s lovely face.
Even though Tang Nai was the one playing the role of “dad,” she certainly didn’t want Su Mu to see her that way.
Yet, it was Su Mu herself who felt ashamed.
“Even if you say that, I could never actually call you that out loud!”
“In that case… how about calling me ‘Big Sister Tang Nai’ again?”
“Get lost!”
“Alright, then let’s get lost!”
Tang Nai leaned in for another kiss.
This time, the intent to claim was far more pronounced than the last.
It was like a flower blooming wantonly, drawing moisture from the soil, then reciprocating with amorous fallen petals, back and forth, until they lost all sense of time and place.
In the long night that followed, Su Mu and Tang Nai stayed awake for a long time.
As for Su Ya, she simply couldn’t fall asleep at all.
The thought that tomorrow, when Su Mu got up, she would have to pretend to know nothing and help her change the bedsheets made Su Ya feel short of breath.
She vaguely remembered having similar wild times herself, but upon closer reflection, the memories were hazy.
‘No way. Tomorrow, they can clean up after themselves!’