TAISS – Chapter 26

Yan Su knew her actions could be considered offensive.

Even though Lin Jianheng was good enough, Yan Su was taking a huge risk by doing this.

She adopted an all-or-nothing attitude, throwing caution to the wind.

If she truly made Lin Jianheng hate her, she would lock away all her feelings from then on.

No more leaks, buried until they decomposed.

Then she would properly atone for her sins, no matter what Lin Jianheng wanted from her.

Even if she were thrown out, she would crawl back to Lin Jianheng’s home again and again, kneeling at the door and waiting for her best master to show mercy.

She already loved her master with all her heart.

Her master possessed her emotions.

It was time for her master to possess her physically as well.

At that moment, Lin Jianheng groggily opened her eyes.

The room was pitch black; even the moonlight that occasionally peeked through the gaps in the curtains had hidden itself away.

There was no light in Lin Jianheng’s eyes, nor was there any clarity.

She thought she was still dreaming.

Yan Su was in the dream too. They were huddled together in an apartment on a low-tech, single-planet world, watching dramas arm in arm.

Yan Su was like her best friend, someone who would never betray her.

The atmosphere in the dream was like a vast, warm rain, bright and gentle.

But one day, Lin Jianheng discovered that Yan Su had suddenly started ignoring her, had made other friends, and had even betrayed her.

The Lin Jianheng in the dream didn’t understand how a friend could betray someone.

Before the tears could fall, the real Yan Su came and gently shook her awake.

The touch was so light that Lin Jianheng looked at Yan Su as if she were looking at a dreamscape.

“Yan… Sister?” Lin Jianheng asked in confusion, her mouth not feeling like a mouth, her words not sounding like words.

Not a single movement took shape, scattering all over the floor, lying in pieces beside Yan Su.

Yan Su picked them up one by one, as if gathering jewels.

“Master.” The cloth on Yan Su’s body was about to tear completely.

“Master, Master. My dear Master…” She lowered her head without hesitation and burrowed down.

Delivering herself into Lin Jianheng’s hands.

Clothes, flesh and blood, bones, organs…

There was nothing Lin Jianheng couldn’t possess.

As soon as Lin Jianheng touched her, she would know how thirsty and hot she was.

Yan Su thought Lin Jianheng was awake.

And so, the two of them, separated by a boundary between reality and the illusory shadows of a dream, danced together.

“Could you… help me with a health check?” Yan Su thought. It was normal for Lin Jianheng to be groggy after being woken up.

It was also normal for her to have no strength, for her palms to be cold.

She could guide Lin Jianheng to tear off her clothes. More importantly, she had to use herself to warm Lin Jianheng’s hands.

Slender, jade-like fingers, a steady palm, a graceful arm…

Yan Su wanted everything about Lin Jianheng.

Madly, she wanted to kiss her, be intimate with her, let her defile her.

The succubus’s tail glowed with a pink light in the rich darkness of the night. It shimmered brightly, the only moon in the darkness.

The pink moon confused Lin Jianheng, but her hand had already touched Yan Su’s tattoo.

The feel of the tattoo was faint and elusive. It was as if there was a layer of something in between, making it hard to truly feel.

Lin Jianheng was led by Yan Su to that corner where the earth had cracked open.

Is she apologizing to me?

Lin Jianheng thought dazedly, as if she were the one who had been anesthetized.

She remained in her safe, warm dream, yet she had torn off the fig leaf of reality.

The succubus’s entirety was exposed in the night, painted with the deep, cold black of the darkness.

Lin Jianheng could still see that sliver of moon-white, paired with the deep black and red tattoo, dazzling her eyes.

This seemed to be her succubus, her little kitten.

So Lin Jianheng really did make a move, but it wasn’t to pinch.

Her fingertips touched lightly, tracing the direction of the tattoo.

As if she were as practiced as when she had first imprinted this tattoo.

A hook and a dot formed a petal; a stroke and a line formed the stem.

Yan Su controlled the pace of her breathing, waiting for Lin Jianheng’s next move.

She was very happy that her master hadn’t criticized her, let alone rejected her.

Instead, she had unhesitatingly pierced through the gauze she used to feign reluctance, giving her the touch she had longed for countless times.

Although the movements were very slow.

Yan Su was still heated to the extreme by the sensation of being traced.

She had been completely summoned, fully prepared.

Whether it was her gland, or her wings, ears, and tail.

Or…

Tonight, there was only one goal. To conquer her master.

She had placed Lin Jianheng in the position of the active aggressor, but in reality, she was the one guiding everything.

She was the prey, but her lying there was in itself an ambiguous temptation.

She was the one who made Lin Jianheng do this.

No… she was the one who begged Lin Jianheng to do this.

Yan Su exhaled a hot breath, a white mist that ignited the darkness filling the room on this autumn night.

Lin Jianheng’s vision was blurred, and she closed her eyes in a daze.

She couldn’t see clearly. She couldn’t understand.

Just like in the dreams from her first few days here, where she met Yan Su frankly and accepted her guidance.

Right now, this must also be a dream.

Lin Jianheng didn’t speak; her eyes said it all.

“Yes, yes… that’s it.” A pink fire flashed in Yan Su’s eyes.

So Lin Jianheng could understand what she meant.

This was her beloved master. Yan Su could forgive—no, she could only accept. She was an obedient pet; how could she talk of forgiving her master?

Of course, she could accept her master’s neglect, her cold shoulder, her seeing what she wanted but not giving it.

Everything could be according to her master’s wishes.

Yan Su had already surrendered, propping herself up on her hands in front of Lin Jianheng, looking just like a little kitten.

Her wings were already out, yet they were obediently furled so as not to hurt her beloved master.

Her ears were already transparent, showing the color of the night, painted with the red of blood.

“Master must test the poison for me properly.” Yan Su took a single step forward.

The apricot-pink color rippled gently in the light and shadow, spreading out in layers of fine ripples.

The subtle tremor seemed to consciously respond to her approach.

Like a gravitational pull growing tacitly in the silence.

“This piece of pastry… is sometimes sour, sometimes numbing. It’s so spicy it seems poisonous.”

Yan Su simply pressed down on Lin Jianheng, as if correcting some kind of hesitant gentleness, personally initiating the response that had been set aside.

“Master, my dearest Master, look, are they sick?” Yan Su’s voice was also different from usual.

Lin Jianheng tilted her head, thinking, still unable to escape the dream.

“It seems… a little.” The Lin Jianheng in the dream was also kneading Yan Su, but she was kneading her face.

Could a face be so dense, supple, occasionally turning to mud, and then suddenly smooth again?

How strange.

Is her little kitten sick?

“Are you really sick?” Lin Jianheng asked with concern, her voice becoming a little clearer.

The sensation was still hazy. Lin Jianheng couldn’t help but use a little more force.

Still so soft and glutinous. Was this really a cheek? How did Yan Su’s skin grow to be so delectable?

“I don’t know either, Master… Do you want to keep checking for me?” Yan Su said, holding her breath.

Lin Jianheng’s force was a bit strong, but it still made Yan Su incredibly excited.

“Every part needs to be checked properly, in case I’m really sick… Will Master help me?”

Yan Su sat up again, bringing Lin Jianheng up with her.

Lin Jianheng stared at the pink, fluffy flower, still pondering Yan Su’s words.

“Of course, I’ll help you. You’ve already called me Master.”

The dream scene seemed to switch. Lin Jianheng looked down and saw a hot, surprisingly smooth towel in her palm.

Yan Su didn’t expect her to get straight to the point. The frequency of her tail’s wagging was gradually becoming uncontrollable.

“Then Master must help me take a good look…”

Lin Jianheng didn’t react, just casually, then grabbed onto Yan Su’s arm again after a moment.

“You’re not sick, are you?” How could she tell? She wasn’t clear-headed. She instinctively felt uncomfortable and pulled away.

It wasn’t because Yan Su felt unwell that she asked Lin Jianheng to check.

“I don’t know, Master. I’m so hot right now.” The feeling of a fever was exceptionally clear.

Yan Su’s body temperature had climbed to an unbearable peak, in urgent need of a release.

“Master, look.” Yan Su thought, her master might be a little inexperienced.

It was okay, she could continue to guide her master.

“The ears you like, aren’t they very hot right now?” First, the transparent ears, the hottest part of Yan Su at this moment.

A succubus’s ears have a very special structure. Especially after being aroused, they become transparent, and then turn red when filled with blood.

All the nerves would be mobilized and concentrated. She couldn’t bear the slightest disturbance.

It would bring a shiver.

Not to mention, under Yan Su’s guidance, Lin Jianheng was pinching the tip of her ear.

Carrying the warmth from the recent profanity.

To avoid scaring Lin Jianheng away, Yan Su did her best to suppress her trembling.

“You, you see. The moment you touch me, I tremble… and I’m very hot.” Her breath was also hot.

It puffed against Lin Jianheng’s palm, bringing her a moment of clarity.

“It is very hot.” Lin Jianheng gave the most primitive reaction and withdrew her hand.

But her wrist was still held by Yan Su, so she had no choice but to let it slide down.

A gentle touch drifted past Yan Su’s ear.

Yan Su couldn’t help but tilt her head to press against it. “Master… am I sick?”

Lin Jianheng frowned and squeezed her shoulder. “Let me check again. Where else do you feel sick?”

Truly like a serious and responsible master, or rather, a monarch.

She was giving an order.

Yan Su gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and threw away all her shame.

She had intended to offer herself to her master anyway.

There was nothing wrong with her taking the initiative.

“Here?”

“Yes, does it seem like it’s sick?” Yan Su clenched her jaw.

“It is strange, how could it be like this?” Lin Jianheng was describing the facts.

But Yan Su’s neck turned red from her directness.

Now her whole body was red. Ears, neck, wings, tail.

Even her skin had a faint pink hue.

“Help me, Master… I beg you to save me.” Yan Su suppressed a low sob, squeezing Lin Jianheng’s hand.

Leading her…

“Will this make it better?” Lin Jianheng felt uncomfortable.

Very sticky and very hot.

For some reason, she also started to feel hot.

Her brain uncontrollably auto-completed the strange images and scenarios for her.

She seemed to be tracing a porcelain vase custom-made for Yan Su, her movements slow and focused, as if responding to some unspoken hint.

The paintbrush became her fingers.

But Yan Su was leading her to do this.

She was the master; of course, she had to satisfy her little kitten’s request.

Cats, after all, are always mischievous.

She had to be more tolerant.

“…” Yan Su’s words almost broke into breathy sounds.

She was now holding her breath, spending several dozen seconds in suffocation.

The ticking of the clock hands and the frequency of the stirring converged.

“Then let me help you.” Lin Jianheng leaned over and responded in a low voice.

Yan Su clenched her jaw and bit her own palm.

Then she switched to biting her own tail.

…

Spilled all over the floor.

Lin Jianheng looked at the strange scene and fell into deep thought.

Logically, this was a dream… so, she could just ignore it, right?

Meanwhile, Yan Su barely recovered, holding Lin Jianheng’s hand and helping her clean up.

Of course, she was using the tongue that Lin Jianheng had just inspected.

“…What a little kitten.” Lin Jianheng groggily saw Yan Su’s actions and let out a soft laugh.

“The little kitten belongs to Master.” Yan Su looked up, her eyes and brows curving slightly at Lin Jianheng.

She usually didn’t smile, and today’s smile was also icy.

Faint, yet incomparably different.

Her eyes were like the surface of a long-silent lake finally stirred by the wind, revealing an azure blue under the sun, with the world at the bottom of the lake faintly visible.

“Yes, you’re mine.” Lin Jianheng couldn’t resist scratching the cat’s chin with her still-unclean hand.

“…And you can only be mine.” Her subconscious led her, connecting to the panic of the night.

Lin Jianheng grabbed Yan Su’s collar.

“Remember that?” She could have avoided saying this threat. They both understood.

Speaking it aloud meant insecurity.

Yan Su’s mouth opened slightly, not expecting her to state it so clearly.

Originally, tonight, Yan Su had been tense about their relationship because of her identity and origins.

So much so that she had to barge into Lin Jianheng’s room at night, begging for a bit of pity, a sense of complete and utter security.

Just two minutes ago, that sense of security was still on her body.

As the heat faded, it left with it.

It slowly faded away.

Yan Su suddenly felt a chill.

It was an autumn night. The room was temperature-controlled, with plenty of heating.

Her ears were still red, her neck still held by Lin Jianheng.

How could she feel cold again?

Did she need to kneel before Lin Jianheng and once again implore her goddess to descend upon her?

Or should she switch sides, present herself before Lin Jianheng, and entice her to develop the desire to explore?

Whichever it was, Yan Su wanted it badly.

But she was no longer the her from two months ago, who had nothing and understood nothing.

Back then, she would have mistaken this feeling for a masochistic desire.

But at this moment, she understood that she wanted to have a conversation with Lin Jianheng even more.

Aided by their… frankness after being honest with each other.

“Master.” Yan Su obediently moved closer.

Lin Jianheng’s grip on the collar was not gentle.

Only Yan Su would find it sweet, even if her throat felt choked and the pressure on her arteries made them numb and dull.

She would also sit properly in front of Lin Jianheng, the most obedient puppy, wagging her tail and begging for pity.

This was exactly what she was doing now.

Her posture was incredibly wretched.

It was a mess made by Lin Jianheng’s lack of restraint, from the kneading, and even the condensation from her breath.

She was kneeling, the sticky feeling not yet faded, her body mottled with hot red patches. The succubus’s most hidden wings and ears were on full display before Lin Jianheng.

But her eyes were clear and bright, so flawless that they brought Lin Jianheng a moment of clarity.

Maybe… I’m not in a dream?

Did I really help Yan Su with a check-up…?

Not with spiritual power, not across time and space.

Everything she had just seen, heard, and felt was real.

Lin Jianheng met Yan Su’s eyes, which held a hidden expectation.

But the question Yan Su asked was not so pleasant.

“If, and I’m just saying if,” Yan Su said, her head tilted up.

Her lifeline, her neck, her collar, were still in Lin Jianheng’s hand.

The back of Lin Jianheng’s fingers rested against the brand on her neck, brushing against the two characters “Jian Heng” with every breath.

It would only take a moment.

Yan Su thought, her eyes lowered.

Lin Jianheng could make her wish for death.

But that’s also what she deserved, isn’t it? Yan Su’s lips curled as she continued her treasonous words.

“If I was sent to your side by someone, what would you do?”

Would she be thrown out?

Would she be killed by an angry Lin Jianheng?

Yan Su sneered at herself, a clear tear shimmering in her eye, trembling with her shuddering breaths.

“I would kill that person.” But Lin Jianheng simply pulled her closer.

Disregarding her pain and discomfort, her eyes pierced into Yan Su’s gaze, penetrating her heart.

But, it did not bring her a death sentence.

A heavy cleaver fell, narrowly missing Yan Su.

The tip of Yan Su’s nose touched Lin Jianheng’s as she heard the sound of another person’s head hitting the floor.

So… Master likes me this much too.

Yan Su almost cried with joy. She had thought she was the only one who felt such a monumental love for her master.

It turned out her master loved her too, and was willing to kill the mastermind controlling her for her sake.

“Then if, and I’m really just saying if,” Yan Su began, her lips trembling.

She felt as uncomfortable as if Lin Jianheng were holding her by the throat, and yet… as ecstatic as if Lin Jianheng were squeezing her.

She could no longer tell the difference; she just wanted to ask clearly.

Consider it her way of confirming this love.

“If I betrayed you, what would you do?” Yan Su prayed that this time, it would be a death sentence.

“…I would eat you.” Lin Jianheng released the collar and grabbed Yan Su’s neck.

“Starting from where you betrayed me, bit by bit. You’d better not have such thoughts, my little kitten.”

For a moment, she was as ruthless as a long-reigning monarch, looking down on the world, allowing no argument.

The next moment, she returned to her familiar gentleness, her grip changing to a light caress.

Stroking Yan Su’s face.

“Be my good little kitten, okay? I will satisfy your every request.”

Even if this was a dream, Lin Jianheng could not accept Yan Su’s betrayal.

“Okay.” A tear slid across Lin Jianheng’s palm.

Yan Su held her hand, feeling utterly exhilarated.

This was the first time she had been so delighted by someone threatening her life.

This was the food warning she had asked for.

She deserved it… she had won it.

Her beloved master had given her the promise to eat her.

So if one day, she was really controlled by someone and betrayed Lin Jianheng.

She wouldn’t have to worry about hurting Lin Jianheng.

She would become one with Lin Jianheng, happily becoming her blood and flesh.

Forever and ever.

Remaining inside Lin Jianheng’s body.

She would become a part of Lin Jianheng.

That was enough.

Yan Su closed her eyes, quietly.

And kissed the space between Lin Jianheng’s eyebrows.

When Lin Jianheng fully awoke from her dream, Yan Su was curled up beside her.

Sleeping soundly in a kitten-like posture, looking very tired.

Lin Jianheng recalled the events, and the memory of their nighttime frolic jumped into her mind.

Lin Jianheng sat there, stunned.

She hadn’t actually… given Yan Su a physical examination, had she?

Such a strange, messy method of examination.

Lin Jianheng didn’t actually remember it very clearly; right now, she only remembered the sticky feeling on her hands.

She opened her hands and looked; they were clean.

She glanced at the bed again; there was nothing.

So it really was just an illusion.

Lin Jianheng breathed a sigh of relief, dismissing the thing her subconscious had deemed bad.

It was indeed just a dream at most, like when she had first arrived and dreamed that Yan Su had guided her to mark her.

Then, the vows from the “dream” occupied all of Lin Jianheng’s thoughts, gradually becoming clearer.

As if she had really said those words, and Yan Su had really asked her those questions.

The feelings from that moment grew clearer and clearer.

The pain, it had truly acted upon Lin Jianheng, like a dull knife grinding against flesh, finally becoming sharp enough to shave away her wishful thinking.

It had sliced open the bloody facts, forcing her to open her eyes and see clearly.

An unavoidable question, placed before Lin Jianheng by Yan Su.

If her approach had ulterior motives, if her identity wasn’t clean, if she ultimately betrayed Lin Jianheng.

And Lin Jianheng had answered with her instincts.

She would kill Yan Su’s original “master,” the person controlling her, and give Yan Su her freedom—the freedom to stay by her side.

She would devour this pitiful traitor, fulfilling her long-cherished wish.

Lin Jianheng slowly exhaled.

This was also enough.

At least… she understood what she should do thanks to this “dream.”

Lin Jianheng felt a little less lost. She turned her head and saw her little kitten—she didn’t know when she had arrived, but aren’t all cats like that?

Yan Su wasn’t even covered by the blanket. Her wings had come out at some point, and one was shielding her from the cold.

Don’t you ever let me catch you betraying me.

Lin Jianheng made a ruthless threat in her heart, but her actions were exceptionally gentle.

She pulled the blanket open and gently covered Yan Su’s back.

She also ruffled Yan Su’s hair and adjusted the position of her wings.

Lin Jianheng was about to tiptoe out of bed, but Yan Su pinched the corner of her clothes.

“Master?” Yan Su’s voice was still a bit hazy.

Yan Su didn’t expect Lin Jianheng to change anything because of this one time.

But the promise they made in the latter half of the night truly made Yan Su’s heart pound.

She had been intimately cleaning up beside Lin Jianheng for a long time and had accidentally fallen asleep from exhaustion.

“Morning, Sister Yan.” Lin Jianheng’s attitude indeed hadn’t changed.

Yan Su slowly scooted over. Lin Jianheng was still waiting for her and wrapped her arms around her.

“I think I have to go to my sister’s company today.” She delivered this bad news to Yan Su before the day began.

“Oh…” Yan Su was inevitably disappointed, thinking she could spend the whole day with Lin Jianheng again like before.

But, she was a kitten, after all, her master’s pet.

It was also very normal to be left at home by her master, with nothing to do all day but wait for her master to return.

She had to get used to it. Yan Su pressed down on the affection that was about to overflow from her heart.

It was impossible for her to become Lin Jianheng’s lover.

So, she would be her good pet.

“I will miss Master.” Yan Su hugged Lin Jianheng’s waist, pressing against her back.

They had already been so intimate; it should be fine to press a little closer, right?

“I’ll miss you very, very much too~” Lin Jianheng, of course, had no objection. She directly picked Yan Su up, spun her around once, and then caught her.

The sudden feeling of being airborne made Yan Su instinctively curl up in fear. The rational realization that she was in her master’s hands allowed her to regain her sense of security.

Since her master was the one who tossed her, her master would definitely catch her.

It didn’t matter if she wasn’t caught. She could do anything for her master.

“Good kitty, good sister.” Lin Jianheng buried her face in Yan Su’s chest and took a deep breath.

Savoring the reassuring scent of her little kitten.

The scent on Yan Su’s body seemed to have an extra hint of honey pear compared to yesterday.

It was her pheromones.

Last night… they didn’t do anything, did they?

Lin Jianheng was dazed for a moment, still pondering the line between dream and reality.

Yan Su’s hand was already resting on Lin Jianheng’s hair.

A very gentle caress, like sunlight spilling down.

It came from the heart, and it was also an intimacy learned from Lin Jianheng.

“Master…” Yan Su, like a little kitten, kept wagging her tail.

Lin Jianheng stopped thinking, laughed out loud, and pulled her along. “Alright, we should go wash up and eat breakfast. Otherwise, my sister is going to scold me.”

To her, Jian Lingxuan was more like a real sister than a real sister.

She had even less restraint than a real sister and only knew how to pick on her.

“Sister is mean.” Yan Su followed Lin Jianheng in calling her “sister,” and then her mouth felt like it had exploded with the title, crackling and popping.

“Exactly, she’s very, very mean.” Lin Jianheng put her arm around Yan Su and entered the bathroom.

The unpleasantness from last night was gone.

Come to think of it, this time it was Yan Su who took the initiative.

The little kitten actively stayed close to her master, even without being ordered.

That was enough to prove her sincerity.

Lin Jianheng didn’t dwell on it anymore.

“Shall I help Master get ready?” Yan Su even took the initiative to take on the task of serving her master.

This time, it was truly serving.

After confirming several times, Lin Jianheng tiptoed to the toilet on the side and drew the curtain.

She… had realized something was wrong when she woke up.

At first, she thought it was her period. She didn’t know when her original body’s cycle was and was a little nervous.

She didn’t know if her period would be painful in this world. In her original world, Lin Jianheng was always in agony, needing medication to relieve the pain.

In middle school, she wanted to take leave from morning exercises due to menstrual cramps, but her head teacher called her pretentious, said she lacked a sense of collectivism, and was deliberately avoiding hardship, forcing her to finish the run in pain.

She went to the infirmary right after the run. Later, her best friend took her to get a doctor’s note for sick leave. Lin Jianheng used that note to skip morning exercises for three years, skipping at least three days every month.

She remembered that head teacher later tried to be sarcastic about it, but Lin Jianheng went directly to the student council, and his face turned black.

Later, when she started working, her boss was even less understanding, so Lin Jianheng started taking medicine constantly; otherwise, she couldn’t even get out of bed.

Back to reality, Lin Jianheng checked but saw no trace of blood.

Only a layer of… an indescribable lightness.

Lin Jianheng frowned and leaned over.

Strange, she had never seen this kind of thing before.

Lin Jianheng’s eyebrows were very expressive, twitching one moment, furrowing the next.

She still couldn’t figure out what this stuff was.

She even took the pair off, held it up to the light, and secretly touched it. It had the texture of papaya pulp, but she still didn’t understand.

Could it be discharge?

What was her physiological cycle like, anyway?

Lin Jianheng sat there, contemplating life.

Yan Su’s voice came from outside the curtain. “Master, are you alright? It’s been ten minutes.”

“Do you need my help?”

Lin Jianheng subconsciously covered herself, then sighed in relief.

“Uh, I, I’m fine…” Speaking of which, Yan Su was a resident of the Empire; she should understand what this is better than her, right?

Lin Jianheng wavered between asking Yan Su for help and just ignoring it since it didn’t seem to be a problem.

“Are you sure you’re okay? I can help you.” Yan Su was a little worried.

She didn’t know if last night counted as her master’s first time.

After all, they hadn’t marked each other at the same time. What if something was wrong with her master?

Her gland, her body…

If her master needed her help to soothe her, she could do that too.

“Um… then come in.” Lin Jianheng finally decided not to drag it out.

She couldn’t tell on her own. What if this phenomenon was serious?

Not just on her underwear, Lin Jianheng could feel that something was not quite right with herself either.

Yan Su poked her head in and saw Lin Jianheng waving at her.

Yan Su walked in, relieved, only to see Lin Jianheng holding the pair of underwear, her eyes clear and helpless.

“Help me, help me take a look…” Lin Jianheng covered her face and handed the item over.

“It’s just, I felt a little strange when I got up, so, um, I took them off to look, but I don’t understand what this is.”

Lin Jianheng had thought she wouldn’t be affected by these words.

She and Yan Su were good sisters; they had seen every part of each other.

Looking at a pair of underwear was no big deal.

Lin Jianheng tried hard to see Yan Su as her best friend.

She was just asking her best friend to help her check something. In her original world, she talked about periods and such with Xu Yuantong every day. Occasionally, Xu Yuantong would even mention masturbation, sex toys, and the like, but Lin Jianheng wasn’t very interested in desire, so she just watched Xu Yuantong buy them.

Why was it that with Yan Su, she became so shy?

In the end, Lin Jianheng didn’t understand.

What was she shy about?

She even wanted to cover herself, even though Yan Su wasn’t even looking.

That’s not right… they were both girls; they were the same.

A few days ago, she had dared to look freely.

Lin Jianheng took a deep breath, her face turning red, but she stopped being coy.

Yan Su was even hotter than Lin Jianheng, but because of what happened during the night, she wasn’t as shy.

Yan Su thought there was really something strange and observed it seriously for a moment.

Then, she realized with a delay.

Lin Jianheng had.

…come.

It wasn’t discharge or anything else.

It was just very simply.

…that she had come.

Yan Su’s mind spun where she stood, ascending to the cosmos.

She was now a little afraid that this was a trap, that her master actually wanted to do more with her, or wanted to tease her.

She didn’t at all consider the possibility that Lin Jianheng had never seen or experienced such a thing, and had even dismissed their nighttime frolics as a dream she couldn’t fully remember.

“So, how is it?” Lin Jianheng barely managed to steady her nerves.

“What is it? Is it discharge?” Lin Jianheng hoped it was just her own lack of knowledge.

“…It’s nothing, Master.” Yan Su decided to wait and see what Lin Jianheng meant.

“This shows that your body is very healthy.” To have come after their pre-marking could only mean that Lin Jianheng was a normal, functioning adult with desires.

“This… counts as pheromones, I guess.” Yan Su thought for a moment. She couldn’t possibly tell Lin Jianheng directly that she had…

However, that kind of fluid did indeed contain a lot of pheromones, one of the best supplements for a succubus.

Yan Su kind of wanted to…

Lick it.

Lin Jianheng let out a huge sigh of relief.

So it was pheromones. No wonder.

Only her body in this world would produce pheromones, so it was normal that she hadn’t seen it before.

“That’s good, you scared me to death…”

Lin Jianheng reached out to take it back. Since it was just pheromones, it should be fine after a while, and she still needed to wear them.

Or she could change into a new pair. As long as she wasn’t sick, it was fine.

A voice echoed in her mind, constantly begging her to check if she was sick. It was this voice that made her produce these… pheromones.

Lin Jianheng decided to avoid it completely, pretending she hadn’t heard.

However, Lin Jianheng’s hand met empty air.

Yan Su had put away the pair soiled by the pheromones.

“Yan, Sister Yan?” Had her little kitten evolved to the point of playing with her underwear?!

Although cats do exhibit this kind of behavior, Yan Su was a person!

“Master, this pair is already dirty. You should change into a new one and wipe yourself clean.” Yan Su lied with a straight face.

“I can help you.” She put the dirty pair into her own pocket.

Then, abruptly, she knelt at Lin Jianheng’s feet.

Looking up at her.

Lin Jianheng followed her movement and looked down, having a bad feeling.

This “wiping” of Yan Su’s, was it with paper? With her hand?

Or…

Lin Jianheng was startled by her own guess.

She subconsciously covered herself.

“…Is it not needed? Master.” Yan Su, however, acted “completely oblivious,” staring at Lin Jianheng without blinking, as if Lin Jianheng was the one overthinking things.

There was a noticeable movement in Lin Jianheng’s throat.

The act of swallowing saliva usually comes from nervousness, fear, or…

Arousal.

Which one was her master?

Yan Su was genuinely curious, but she couldn’t possibly overstep her bounds and do something Lin Jianheng was unwilling to do.

She just knelt there, devout and humble.

At this moment, she was not a mischievous kitten, but her master’s most loyal servant.

Desperately wanting to serve her master, to give her master the best of everything.

Lin Jianheng leaned forward slightly.

It didn’t look like she was shrinking back.

Does this movement mean Master is interested in this? Yan Su thought.

After last night’s events, their relationship had indeed taken a step forward.

But the next second, Lin Jianheng patted her.

On the head.

“Mischievous!” A single word turned Yan Su back into an unruly little kitten.

If only Yan Su were really a kitten, Lin Jianheng wouldn’t have become so embarrassed.

“I, I can handle it myself. Why would I need Sister’s help? What are you saying…” Lin Jianheng tried her best to suppress the panic in her words.

Yan Su covered her head, barely managing to lift her eyelashes, her eyes teary as she looked pitifully at Lin Jianheng. “I just wanted to help Master. That kind of thing is hard to clean up…”

“Anyway, anyway, Sister, you should go out and wait for me. I can do it myself!” Lin Jianheng shooed her away.

Yan Su obediently agreed and retreated.

Without returning the pair of underwear to Lin Jianheng.

After Yan Su left, Lin Jianheng let out a long breath.

Her heart, which had suddenly sped up, slowly returned to normal.

Sweat dripped from her forehead to her leg, causing an inadvertent shiver.

Lin Jianheng buried her head and took a deep breath to calm her emotions.

Yan Su would never know.

For a fleeting moment, she had really wanted to let Yan Su.

Wipe her clean.

Lin Jianheng did indeed dawdle behind the curtain for a long time.

After all, these weren’t ordinary pheromones.

Lin Jianheng didn’t know what they were for, so she just kept using paper and water.

She even regretted not letting Yan Su help.

What’s there to be shy about? Yan Su probably has this kind of thing too.

Yan Su is my little kitten, so it’s not a big deal to let her help.

What on earth… am I so embarrassed about?

Something wasn’t quite right.

When she finally emerged from behind the curtain, Lin Jianheng looked as disheveled as if she’d been in a fight.

She splashed water on her face, finally calming down, but then felt a strange friction as she walked and had to go back to her room to get a new pair.

Meanwhile, Yan Su had already heated up breakfast and was waiting for her in the living room.

“Master, is everything taken care of?” She stood up and moved closer to Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng hooked her chin and slid her finger away.

“Naughty.” Why did she keep asking her that question? Couldn’t she see how awkward she was?

“How can I be good? Master, I want to be good.”

Yan Su’s tail swayed slightly as she asked Lin Jianheng this question, a blush still on her face.

As if becoming Lin Jianheng’s good pet was the happiest thing in the world.

Lin Jianheng bit her tongue.

It wasn’t just her who was acting strange today. Yan Su was very strange too.

“Oh, I’m just teasing you.” Lin Jianheng couldn’t bring herself to explain why she was so embarrassed.

“You’re the best, most well-behaved sister, my good little kitten.” She could only change the subject and ruffle Yan Su’s hair.

“You even made breakfast for me. Come on, let’s eat together.” Lin Jianheng linked her arm with Yan Su’s, her shoulder brushing against hers.

It was the same intimacy as always. But in the air, there was an added layer of unspoken ambiguity.

Yan Su didn’t press the issue.

Some questions didn’t need an answer.

Lin Jianheng didn’t think she was “naughty,” but was rather shy about their recent conversation, a kind of self-exposure.

This was a good sign, Yan Su thought after Lin Jianheng left.

At least in the future, Lin Jianheng would slowly learn.

Even between good friends, you don’t just casually show each other your naked body.

And her feelings for Lin Jianheng were not limited to just friends or master and pet.

Jian Lingxuan looked up, wondering why Lin Jianheng was in her office again.

She remembered that Lin Jianheng had her own independent, oversized, luxurious office—one that Lin Jianheng had insisted on building when she was fourteen.

“Well, well, if it isn’t little Jian Heng. What ill wind blew you in here? Not satisfied with your massive, open-plan, work-from-home office?” Jian Lingxuan rolled her eyes at the memory.

The Jian Heng of the past had been full of ambition, saying she wanted to do great things with Jian Corporation and bring it into the royal family’s domain.

The Lin Jianheng of today was as lazy as a fish; if you threw her into a frying pan, she’d only flop once.

“That one feels too much like home. The moment I think of it as an office, I feel like a pitiful office worker forced to work from home and put in twelve hours of overtime a day,” Lin Jianheng said casually, lounging even more casually.

She was leaning against the guest sofa in Jian Lingxuan’s office, with self-serve snacks and desserts beside her.

“…If you’ve got the guts, go hang out in someone else’s office. Let me remind you, you have quite a few romantic debts in our company,” she said, her words full of gleeful amusement.

“…I was wrong, Sis, completely wrong. I’ll leave right now, I won’t bother your eyes. I’ll go back to my work-from-home office and lie down to play games.”

Lin Jianheng’s surrender was remarkably fast.

Oh, heavens.

She was already a straight woman, celibate, asexual, and platonic.

Don’t throw past romantic debts that she had no memory of at her.

How was she supposed to deal with that?

Besides, she wanted to be sweet with her Sister Yan.

Adding Li Zhaoge wouldn’t be impossible either; they could form a big family.

As for the rest, she would have to politely decline. She had social anxiety and didn’t want to live with people she didn’t know well.

Actually, the social anxiety was a lie. She was just afraid they would all kiss her.

That wouldn’t be fun. Or maybe they could line up and let her kiss them one by one.

“Get back here.” Jian Lingxuan’s mouth twitched. She was just short of extending an extra-long arm to grab Lin Jianheng and pull her over.

“Sis, you’re the one who told me to leave. I’m going to go cuddle with my bunch of good sisters right now, and then I’ll send it to your wife to see.”

Lin Jianheng was embarrassed to admit that she had read a few more chapters of a trashy CEO novel on her way here.

Question Lu Yuanchen, understand Lu Yuanchen.

“Wait, when did she tell you about her niche hobbies?” Jian Lingxuan’s jaw dropped.

“No, wait, when did you see her again?”

Hearing this, Lin Jianheng thought, Oops.

“She didn’t tell you?” The conflict was immediately shifted. Lin Jianheng prepared to make a grand escape while Jian Lingxuan was questioning Lu Yuanchen.

Lin Jianheng fiddled with her fingers, looking all nervous and awkward, while inwardly waiting to watch the battle between her sister and sister-in-law.

Jian Lingxuan took a deep breath, almost fainting.

“Forget it, I’ll talk about her later. I have something to discuss with you.” Unexpectedly, she composed herself in a second.

Now Lin Jianheng wore an expression of someone who had seen through life and death.

“What you mentioned before, about the traitor in the company.” Jian Lingxuan patted the chair next to her.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jianheng was still the same carefree, unrestrained, domineering CEO, plopping down on the armrest of Jian Lingxuan’s chair.

“…Get down.”

“I won’t.”

“Get down!”

“Then I won’t listen.”

Jian Lingxuan tossed her pen—a stylus from the interstellar era, which also had a projection function.

Lin Jianheng saw her chat history with Lu Yuanchen accidentally pulled up.

A pile of adult topics unfolded before Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng had avoided the gland exercise list from Lu Yuanchen and the “study materials” from Jian Lingxuan, only to fall into Jian Lingxuan’s hands in the end.

This was her first time seeing a lesbian—no, this was her first time seeing the chat history of adults in a relationship.

Yes, it was a pity. Although her best friend was beautiful and cute, no gay girl thought she was one of them; they all treated her as straight. As a result, Xu Yuantong was still single when Lin Jianheng died in her previous life.

Lin Jianheng took one look and immediately closed her eyes. “I was wrong, Sis, hurry up and put it away. A kid can’t handle this kind of stimulation.”

“…You’ve already had a marking experience, and you’re still a kid?” Jian Lingxuan couldn’t be bothered to retort.

Mainly because this wasn’t the first time Lin Jianheng had snooped on her and Lu Yuanchen’s chat history.

A sister’s life is hard; a sister is used to it.

“So what? I’m still a kid.” Seeing that the chat history was gone, Lin Jianheng said arrogantly, the tips of her ears red.

Jian Lingxuan had no choice but to pick up the stylus and tap Lin Jianheng with it.

She didn’t even hit her.

Although Lin Jianheng had no memories, she still had the muscle memory of interacting with Jian Lingxuan and dodged quickly.

“Why are you still the same as when you were a kid?” Jian Lingxuan muttered, finally giving up on the idea of chasing Lin Jianheng off the armrest and opening the database.

“Is it okay for you to talk to me about this here?” Lin Jianheng also ended her provocation. She had won this round handily and had temporarily reached a peace treaty with her sister.

“…It doesn’t matter. Jian Corporation’s internal network has never been secure.” They and the Mechanical Lifeforms had basically reached a consensus of non-interference.

They knew of the existence of these things, and the other side knew that they knew.

“Then why is it still internal?” Lin Jianheng gave Jian Lingxuan a curious look and slowly scrolled through the pile of data.

To be honest, she didn’t really understand it.

“It’s much more secure than the Q Net, but some things can’t be blocked.”

If a being could learn the language of machines, possess human-like thinking, have an independent consciousness, and even have matching hacking abilities…

Things would become very terrifying. Even the most powerful defense system wouldn’t be able to withstand its attacks.

Two years ago… that was the kind of existence they had encountered.

“So you guys just gave up.” Lin Jianheng didn’t phrase it as a question; she could see Jian Lingxuan hinting at it.

Even if they were slacking off on the surface, putting on a show for the Mechanical Lifeforms, it was impossible that they were actually doing nothing.

Just looking at that huge underground facility was enough to know. The royal family must have been preparing to eliminate the Mechanical Lifeforms all along.

She had really transmigrated into a “good identity.”

A huge mess was left for her, the quasi-king, to clean up. Good thing she didn’t need to succeed the throne now.

Her maternal cousin whom she had never met, the current King Jingyuan, I’m counting on you.

“Pretty much.” Jian Lingxuan pressed a few buttons as she spoke.

Lin Jianheng followed her into a dim, cold, secret passage.

The passage was very long. Along the way, there were places that required Jian Lingxuan to deal with them to open the path.

Lin Jianheng glanced at it briefly and found that it seemed to be something like solving a Klotski puzzle, and it was changing in real-time.

This was really to prevent others from getting in or out. It wouldn’t lock her inside too, would it?

Lin Jianheng had followed her in out of trust for Jian Lingxuan, as well as curiosity about how these people would handle things given the traitor in the company and the problems with the Jian Corporation’s network.

Lin Jianheng thought her curiosity was really too strong; she could be curious about anything.

In her previous life, she had been completely suppressed by life and society. Now that she was back in her original line of work, some parts of her personality couldn’t be hidden.

Of course, she wasn’t the least bit curious about adult matters.

She absolutely did not memorize her sister and sister-in-law’s chat history.

Nor had she opened the “study materials” Jian Lingxuan gave her. She hadn’t looked at the gland development issue again after reading the first line last time.

Jian Lingxuan led Lin Jianheng for a total of fifteen minutes, and the two finally arrived at the secret room.

It was probably also underground. Lin Jianheng felt that she had walked a considerable distance downwards.

“Here, this is where our core secrets are kept.” Although Jian Lingxuan said so, Lin Jianheng didn’t think that what was displayed in this data room were the secrets of Jian Corporation.

Of course, she had guessed it. In an era where technology couldn’t be trusted, the only way to store true secrets was through paper documents.

After all, even in the era of Lin Jianheng’s previous life, such situations were common.

If it were her, she might not have been able to think of a better way either.

Lin Jianheng took the documents Jian Lingxuan gave her and looked at them.

They were still in internally encrypted text. She couldn’t read a thing.

“These few people.” Jian Lingxuan pointed, as if she were reporting to a superior.

She also gave Lin Jianheng a password conversion table.

“…You trust me this much?” Lin Jianheng took the password table, realizing Jian Lingxuan’s attitude and her intention to let her decide how to handle it, and suddenly let out a soft sneer.

She could tell. The reason those five people didn’t tell her about the transmigration and her body was because they still didn’t trust her.

Of course, it was possible they really hadn’t figured everything out yet.

It was all human nature. After all, Lin Jianheng had no past memories.

She hadn’t expected Jian Lingxuan to bring her to the company’s most secret place just like that.

“I don’t have any memories. And I’ve hidden a lot of things from you all too.”

For example, the situation in her previous life, the original plot she had heard, and the recorder Meng Qinyi had given her.

Lin Jianheng had always believed in quid pro quo (Something for something).

Only when they showed more sincerity, such as telling her what was going on with Canglin Zhixian, who was lying in her friend request list. Or explaining to her what was causing the traffic congestion and overflowing hospitals in the Empire these past few days.

Only then would she exchange information of equal value.

Lin Jianheng had no memories; the only person she could trust was herself.

…And, her little kitten.

Regardless of Yan Su’s origins, Lin Jianheng had decided to trust her, purely out of a reckless, selfish impulse.

“It doesn’t matter.” Jian Lingxuan said frankly, taking down a book.

Lin Jianheng glanced over and saw a photo of herself and Jian Lingxuan, along with their mother and mommy.

“I’m your sister. I’m not Canglin Lingxuan.” Jian Lingxuan didn’t care about Lin Jianheng’s attitude towards the Empire or this era.

“As long as you are Jian Heng, Lin Jianheng, my younger sister… that’s enough.” As she spoke, she handed the photo album to Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng took it, her movements unconsciously softening.

She gently stroked the photograph.

In the interstellar era, things like photographs were quite precious. Most image data had no physical form and was purely digital.

People now had too many ways to record things, including projections, sounds, images…

Most of them were more restorative than photos, better able to pull people into that moment.

But Lin Jianheng only had memories of her previous life.

She was still moved by this one photograph.

In the photo, the four of them looked like a real family.

The two mothers were gentle or indifferent, but their eyes were filled with love.

Jian Lingxuan had been tackled by Jian Heng and had to grit her teeth to catch her heavy younger sister.

At the moment the photo was taken, Jian Heng was only ten years old.

Flipping forwards or backwards, the entire album was filled with such family photos, until it came to an abrupt end two years ago.

“…Thank you.” Lin Jianheng exhaled, and a part of her heart relaxed.

The tension of not being able to find a way out, the defensiveness of having no one to confide in, the suspicion of those who should have been trustworthy…

All of it slowly, at this moment, was let go.

Perhaps, those three who suspected her wouldn’t have any effect on her. No need to care.

As long as there were people who trusted her, that was enough.

Jian Lingxuan didn’t say anything, just rested a hand on Lin Jianheng’s shoulder.

It landed heavily, then patted lightly.

“I will support you. No matter what.” From beginning to end, Jian Lingxuan had only wanted her sister to live, even with amnesia.

Lin Jianheng closed the album, a playful look on her face as she put it away and handed it back to Jian Lingxuan.

“I’ll take another look.” Lin Jianheng decided that she would personally execute this group of traitors.

She was Jian Heng. This was her family’s business.

They were people who had betrayed her, people who should not exist.

Lin Jianheng had no mercy for traitors.

There was only one person in the world who could get a good death after betraying her.

Her little kitten.

If Yan Su was the traitor, Lin Jianheng would not execute her.

She would just, bit by bit, eat her.

That way, they would still be one, as if Yan Su had never betrayed her.

…

After leaving the secret room, they walked for another fifteen minutes.

Lin Jianheng was in front, Jian Lingxuan behind.

Lin Jianheng was still thinking.

The information Jian Lingxuan had given her included not only who these people were, their family and interpersonal relationships, and their weaknesses.

It also included their factional relationships.

If she moved against one, a whole group would attack her.

Especially since she had no status in the company, being a vase who could casually interrupt meetings without anyone paying her any mind.

This was really difficult.

“Now you understand why I gave you that proposal before, right?” Jian Lingxuan was particularly eager to show off her foresight.

Lin Jianheng was speechless, her brow slightly furrowed as her gaze swept from the file to the person. “If you knew it was me, why did you give me such a simple one? A waste of time.”

Jian Lingxuan leaned back in her chair, a smile playing on her lips, but her eyes held a hint of innocence. “Wasn’t it because a certain someone didn’t trust me and messed up the difficult one?”

Lin Jianheng thought for a moment and didn’t refute it. “Was that a case study or a real one?”

“A real one. The bidding is next month.” Jian Lingxuan’s original intention was for Lin Jianheng to use that to establish a foothold.

A sister was a sister; she had paved the way for Lin Jianheng before she even realized it.

“Alright, I’ll give you a copy in the next two days.” Lin Jianheng thought of the one she had worked on seriously.

Now that she understood the political landscape of the Empire, there were still many places that needed revision. She still had to do some research.

After walking out of the secret passage, Lin Jianheng reconnected her spiritual power and returned to the Star Net.

In other words, this secret passage had the support of the Empire.

No wonder they said the Jian family was very close to the royal family. The technology was probably similar to that of the underground facility.

Lin Jianheng went to her spiritual space to check. Her trip with Jian Lingxuan had taken about two hours.

What was rare was that Yan Su hadn’t contacted her.

Could something have happened?

Lin Jianheng returned to her office, sank into her spiritual space, and went to find Yan Su.