"Huh?"

Chloe found herself bewildered.

Every time Miseria's gaze met his, it would involuntarily shift away.

Chloe slightly got up and said:

"So-sorry, I've rested enough, I should be leaving now."

But Miseria suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Chloe turned around and saw Miseria slightly bowing her head, not daring to look at him.

Yet her hand remained firmly holding onto him.

"Where are you going?"

"Don't go, okay? Stay with me a bit longer."

Chloe could sense the difficulty in Miseria's voice as she asked him to stay.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and squatted in front of her.

"Senior, we've both had too much to drink today. You should lie down and rest. Let's talk tomorrow, okay?"

Chloe didn't want Miseria to do something she'd regret.

But Miseria gently shook her head and said:

"No, I know I've drunk a lot, so stay with me, please.

Keep me company today, and you can still be with me tomorrow, junior, can't you?"

"Senior, admitting you're drunk doesn't mean you can do whatever you want; you're being very sly."

However, Miseria reached out again and hugged Chloe, saying:

"Yes, I am that sly."

Chloe could smell the faint fragrance from Miseria's hair.

Tonight, the senior was particularly clingy.

Or perhaps, she was always this kind of girl.

For some reason, she had always hidden her delicacy behind a mask.

The mask of a senior, the mask of a noble lady, and the mask of a vice president.

But today, perhaps because of the alcohol, or maybe the moon being drunk too, she finally revealed a small glimpse of herself.

"This is me, sly and annoying, overthinking and never letting go of my pride, so..."

She slightly raised her head, her moist eyes with a hint of pleading:

"While I'm drunk and daring enough to speak up, don't leave me, okay?"

Chloe was silent.

This senior, so childish.

She was trying hard to get closer to him, Chloe could even smell the faint scent of alcohol mixed with her fragrance.

He stood up and sat beside Miseria.

Seeing that he hadn't left, the pitiful Miseria let out a silly smile.

Chloe sighed and said:

"Senior, do you know my first impression of you wasn't great?"

"Mm."

Remembering the past, Miseria felt a bit embarrassed.

Strictly speaking.

When the two met back then, it could be considered a conflict.

For Miseria, who always adhered to the rules, recruitment had already stopped, and then Lilith suddenly, using her president's privilege, said she wanted to bring someone in.

This made her very vexed.

Senior Lilith had always been a capricious person.

She was used to everything revolving around her.

Even if she proclaimed, "Because I am with The Stars, hence all worlds revolve for me," she would think that's entirely normal.

Miseria didn't dislike Lilith's personality.

But she believed that the wild Lilith needed someone to restrain her.

In fact, Lilith didn't deny this.

In mutual restriction, achieving a balance, to develop the Fantasy Association in an orderly and better direction.

This is what Lilith told her when she was basically appointed as the next vice president.

"I wasn't targeting you at that time."

Miseria turned her head to lean on his shoulder and said.

Chloe smiled and said:

"I know."

He didn't dare say he fully understood Lilith's character, but he knew a part of it.

Nicely put, she was imaginative; bluntly put, she was unruly.

Yet, the rules so many people criticized, in large part, guaranteed order.

You could say they needed improvement, that they sometimes were inevitably cumbersome, but you couldn't say they shouldn't exist.

Chloe always believed that those who thought rules shouldn't exist mostly just felt rules couldn't grant them special privileges.

Once rules could give them the privileges they wanted, they would turn around and become staunch supporters of the rules.

That's human nature.

"So, I didn't think you were being unreasonable then," Chloe whispered, like a feather landing on Miseria's heart, "It's just that senior looked quite displeased then."

Miseria let out a small humph.

How could she look happy?

Facing someone who trampled on the rules, it's a good thing she didn't scare him with wide eyes.

"I must have looked quite cross then."

"Absolutely, the way you stared at me, as if wishing you could eat me."

"Mm."

"At the time, I wondered why you were so unfriendly to newcomers."

"That's just me, I'd do the same to anyone else; very bad, right?"

"Then when I met other seniors, they all said the vice president privately praised me as a competent actor."

"..."

"I thought then, was it really a compliment, you had such a hard expression, this senior is quite odd."

"..."

"And then when I actually interacted with you, I realized you weren't targeting me, you just took your work very seriously."

"..."

"Senior, won't fall asleep, right?"

Chloe tilted his head and found Miseria staring at him intently.

He found it hard to describe Miseria's expression now.

He instinctively thought of Xu Zhimo's "Goodbye Cambridge Again."

Thinking of the line "The gentlest bow, like a lotus flower too shy for the cool breeze."

He suddenly let out a long breath.

Damn.

His heartbeat seemed... a bit faster.

Gently, Miseria said:

"I'm not asleep."

"Haha, I thought you'd be tired after drinking so much."

"Not tired."

If I were tired, I wouldn't be able to hear you speak.

She clasped Chloe's hands tightly, placing them on her lap.

Normally so dignified and graceful, she would never make such a move.

But today it didn't matter.

—After all, she was drunk.

Yes.

Drunk people are unreasonable.

She was even delighted to see him stop moving after a few struggles.

"But I kind of want to go back and rest now."

Seeing that Miseria still hadn't let go, he gently persuaded.

However, Miseria held his palm up.

Her fair face gently nuzzled against his palm, like a cat waiting for its owner to scratch its chin.

"But my heart is beating so fast now, I don't want to sleep at all."

"Uh."

"Are boys' palms always this warm?"

"It's just that your body temperature is too low, senior."

Miseria grabbed his palm, slowly opened her mouth, and lightly licked it with her rosy tongue, then casually grazed his knuckles with her canine teeth.

Chloe's face turned red and his heart raced from Miseria's teasing actions.

Then he heard the senior quietly say:

"Want to give it a try?"

"Huh?"

"My body temperature isn't low."

Miseria held his hand against her chest.

Through her fair skin, Chloe could feel her racing heartbeat.

Miseria smiled bashfully:

"Can you feel it? It's beating non-stop because of you."

Seeing Chloe's gaze soften, she cupped his cheeks and kissed him again.

"The junior is shy, so cute."

"Senior, you really are..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I was just going to say, that's not how you kiss."

Miseria chuckled foolishly:

"What, is our star going to show off the skills honed during rehearsals?"

Chloe coughed.

Why bring that up again?

Technically speaking, rehearsing kissing wasn't exactly all brand new.

After all, he was already well-practiced elsewhere.

"I've only kissed you, so I don't know, junior, will you teach me?" she said tenderly, "If you teach me, I'll learn quickly..."

The next moment.

Chloe kissed her.

He never pretended to be a gentleman.

Faced with Miseria's shy but sincere request, he was indeed tempted.

Following his urge, thinking about dealing with it later, quickly, under his skilled touch, Miseria began to breathe unevenly.

"Ha~ ha~"

The vice president's exquisite dress spread out like unfurled petals.

"I don't know when it started, but being with the junior makes me feel at ease."

Chloe slowly used his teeth to undo the scarf wrapped around her neck.

"It's so pleasant with you, I want to stay together, don't want to let you leave... I don't know what's gotten into me, but stay the night."

Miseria was pressed down onto the bed by Chloe, his deep gaze conveying a beast-like intensity.

"Senior, this might make things awkward for us later."

"It's fine, whether it's awkward or not is for me to decide."

"I mean... if you want to regret it later, it's too late."

The outer layer of the dress was undone.

As the straps widened, the girl's graceful figure was subtly revealed.

Miseria was made light-headed by his gentle actions.

Not resisting much, she cooperatively removed her clothing.

Then the specially chosen lingerie to match the dress was unhooked with a single hand.

"You're, like, better at unhooking these than I am."

"I don't know."

"Don't kiss there, I-I haven't bathed yet."

"Is this the time to say that?"

"Junior, has anyone told you you're like a little baby?"

"I can do things no baby can do."

"Wait, don't fool around, I haven't bathed, there'll be a smell."

With a slight force, Chloe dismantled Miseria's resistance.

Seeming to sense something that would be very embarrassing for her.

Miseria's struggles intensified.

However, the next moment, Chloe looked up and said:

"Senior, do you know in our world, magic is very useful?"

"W-why are you saying this now?"

"I mean, the awakened talent of the Child of the Ocean is very handy."

UR Talent, Child of the Ocean activated.

Water generated out of thin air, sweeping across both of them.

Instantly, it washed away sweat and dirt.

He gently blew, and Miseria shivered slightly.

Then Chloe said:

"Now, senior, you have nothing to worry about."

Miseria let out a faint cry, the strength in her legs weakened.

In a spree of madness and worries.

Chloe only felt the sound the senior made was so soft.

Especially after he tore open her stockings, Miseria let out a panicked sound.

"W-why did you tear my stockings?"

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