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SM : [118] Another Loser?
🕑 Added 2024-06-01 16:00:14 +0000 UTCEnlightenment, transformation, and repayment... all completed in one go.
Reinhard had mentally prepared himself for this fox spirit encounter. After all, he was aware of the intense power his Pure Heart held, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon...
Was it because he had kept their mouths shut for too long, causing their power to stack up?
He initially thought it would take another two or three years of nurturing to raise a charming and cute fox-eared girl.
Reinhard, now nine years old, had been measured at a height of about one meter and a bit over. Although with the electric stimulation, his physique had already developed a solid foundation. But to handle this voluptuous fox... or rather, to be vigorously crushed by this fox, might it stunt his growth in the future?
Height had always been Reinhard’s sore point.
Alvin lived until eighteen but managed to reach 1.9 meters despite being continually drained by the witch since the age of twelve. Kratos lived until fifteen, and although born frail, he trained himself through magical enhancement into a muscular figure, though his height only reached 1.7 meters, often needing to stand on the bed to be intimate with the enchanting Hecate.
Now, the fox before him, nearly two meters tall, occupied almost the entire single bed, pushing him nearly off the edge with her abundant flesh.
The young boy's height just reached the fox girl's chest.
Whether or not she needed to lose weight was another matter. Reinhard had a preference for her plumpness, but... good grief, aside from bullying his witch in reality, it seemed he was always getting crushed by someone.
Despite his physique being stimulated by electricity, his current body was still the weakest among his three simulations, with his physical strength barely reaching a C. In a real fight, his sacred rod might be broken by this fox.
Better to develop more first, this battle is too early.
So... transform back and let me sleep properly.
Unfortunately, even though he ordered her to transform back...
The fox, curled up under the blanket, whimpered pitifully but didn’t comply, refusing to revert to the warm, soft, golden-edged, white-furred fox.
When will the fox plush stand up! She was determined to become the blanket that covered her young master!
“I... I don’t particularly like the name little fox, young master.” The fox-eared girl said, her golden eyes blinking as she lay close to him, their faces almost touching under the blanket.
The fox girl's fair shoulders were exposed, her skin warm and smooth, bathed in the pure moonlight. Her porcelain arms were as if embedded with gold, and the soft flesh between them quivered, making one think of the tantalizing wobble of cream, inviting and alluring.
Clearly, a nickname can sometimes be more fitting than a given name.
What a voluptuous fox!
“Why aren’t you wearing clothes...” Reinhard embraced and buried in her soft flesh, shook his head, his eyes dazzled by her frosty complexion.
“Foxes... foxes don’t wear clothes naturally.” The fox girl replied, biting her lower lip with a hint of grievance in her tone.
Despite her seductive demeanor, there was no blush of shyness on her face, only an open and sincere coquettishness mixed with innocence.
Her golden eyes narrowed slightly, her expression like a girl’s innocent smile, combining the raw allure of a temptress with youthful naivety and a touch of imperceptible regality.
Simply put: pure, with a wild beauty.
Not wearing fabric is natural for a fox, right? Isn’t the young master always rubbing my warm belly? That’s practically like not wearing anything...
“Aren’t you scared, young master?”
The fox girl extended her slender, white finger, tracing from the boy’s forehead, down his nose, and along his thin lips, finally stopping playfully at his chin.
“I touch you every day, what’s there to fear?” Reinhard shook his head, playing with her delicate fingers.
“I’m the greatest evil spirit, you know, aiming to drain your essence. Back in the temple, I scared away all those hungry spirits.”
“I know.”
“Really~?”
While driving through the fields, Reinhard often saw wandering ghosts in the wheat fields, their green, hollow eyes staring at him with envy. But with his exorcising lightning power technique, and his Pure Heart's awakening, no vengeful spirit dared approach him.
The fox’s hungry gaze was the same. Of course, Reinhard could see through it... what a smart fox. To put it bluntly, she was a monster.
The boy stroked her fluffy tail, eliciting a soft, thread-like whimper from the fox, and then he laughed.
“Even if you are a monster, you’re my monster, I said I’d take care of you, so I will.”
If a monster, then a monster... nothing less will do.
The fox, hearing his response, paused for a moment before laughing, her body shaking with laughter.
The soft flesh under the thin blanket jiggled like snow-covered branches, ready to be blown away by her bell-like laughter, revealing delicate, enticing blossoms.
“Interesting... interesting... young master, you are indeed an interesting person.”
The fox’s breath was like orchids, her voice sweetly childish, yet tinged with seductive allure, and she laughed heartily.
“Hehehe... hehehe... young master... slurp...”
The fox licked his face with her soft, barbed tongue, leaving a peculiar sensation and a trail of sticky saliva.
Such a tongue would be perfect for licking a certain rod, Reinhard thought involuntarily, feeling his blood start to waver.
“Enough.”
Reinhard raised his hand, pressing a finger against the alluring fox girl's ruby lips. Yet, his finger quickly became engulfed in the soft, crimson petals, gradually absorbing the luminescent glow of the moonlight.
The fox, cradling his hand, cautiously licked his finger, her delicate nose twitching as if savoring a rare confection. A faint blush of ambiguous shyness and excitement rose to her cheeks.
A true enchantress, her bewitching manner was indeed difficult to resist.
Reinhard tugged slightly at the fox's tail, running his hand down the fluffy, golden-edged fur, pressing into the base of her tail. Finally, the disobedient fox's soft body trembled uncontrollably.
“Eek~!”
The bed was mysteriously damp, soaked in sweat.
Reinhard lifted the blanket, revealing a sight of pristine beauty that seemed to outshine the frost and snow.
Her figure, tsk tsk, was almost comparable to a certain legendary voluminous fox.
The boy didn't hide his appreciative gaze, but the fox girl felt that his look contained no trace of lust... just pure admiration.
Such an interesting master, she had never seen a boy with such a composed heart.
“Better put something on.” Reinhard observed her overly voluptuous figure, feeling a bit troubled. “Or should I find something for you?”
There weren’t any clothes that big, at least tear some fabric and make do for now.
“Clothes and skirts can be conjured, but it's only an hour, young master, and it would waste my energy.”
The fox pouted, stretching lazily in a deliberately grand manner, trying to silence her master's concerns.
“Your energy is all drawn from me. Whatever you need, I’ll replenish it.” Reinhard waved his hand dismissively. “Put something on or transform back.”
Mainly, he didn't know where to look, talking like this felt strange, and he couldn’t concentrate.
The boy's tone took on a hint of authoritative command.
The fox seemed to respond well to firm orders, smiling dreamily, her slender fingers slowly tracing down her chest.
In an instant, a luxurious dress materialized on her body, its elegant patterns spreading across thin sleeves. Her loose, golden-tinged hair was swept up into a bun, exuding an aura of regal nobility, yet failing to conceal her ultimate allure.
Reinhard had expected a miko outfit or a modest skirt, but instead, the fox dressed up like an imperial queen, her grand elegance a bit over the top.
“This outfit...”
“Does the young master not like it?” The fox swayed her skirt, twirling on the bed, her round toes pressing into the mattress.
The noble gown was elegant yet not conservative, with bare shoulders and a thin luxurious dress seemingly clinging to her lush body, outlining full curves, making her appear both dignified and seductively excessive.
“Did you subconsciously create this attire?”
“Yes... hehe, does the young master think it's pretty?”
“Of course, it’s pretty, but judging by this outfit, you must have had a name before.” Reinhard nodded softly. “Since you can speak and transform now, you might as well tell me your original name.”
“...I don’t remember.”
“Don’t remember?”
“We hundreds of foxes, wandering in the mountains, gnawing on wandering souls and ghosts to survive. Compared to them, your spirit is like the moon compared to fireflies. The moment you appeared, you attracted all the foxes on the mountain.”
The fox girl spoke with lowered eyes, her noble demeanor tinged with a quiet serenity, yet her seductive charm was impossible to hide.
“Just being near you seems to enhance my power... Your essence and literary spirit spared me centuries of gradual transformation.”
“In that case, are you Tamamo-no-Mae or Daji?”
Reinhard listed several well-known foxes he knew, and the fox frowned slightly at the mention of the last one.
“I don’t know them, young master.” The fox gently rubbed her sharp teeth. “I only know that I have a grudge to settle.”
“What grudge? What hatred?”
“I don’t remember, I still need to increase my power.”
Hearing this, and considering her regal attire, Reinhard almost figured it out.
Is she a remnant Daji spirit shattered by that fisherman, dispersed and clinging to this land’s fox tribe, luckily gathered by him?
“Since you cannot remember, let the flowing time sever your ties with the past. I should give you a new name.”
Reinhard beckoned, and the plump fox girl sensibly moved her head closer, her soft cheek nuzzling into her master's palm with a sweet smile.
“Eek~!”
“Since your body is as warm and soft, and we met in this land, I named you Jade."
“How? Do you like it?”
“I like it, young master.” The fox-eared girl smiled and brought herself closer to the boy.
Her luxurious gown spread out before him like feathers.
The boy found himself pinned to the bed by the exuberant and voluptuous fox, feeling like he was about to suffocate under her ample form.
“Young master, just one hour. Let me savor you...”
“Transform back, can’t you let me sleep? Keep this up, and I won’t hug you.” Reinhard began worrying about his height.
“It’s fine, young master doesn’t need to hug me. I can hug you to sleep...”
The fox girl’s eyes misted with a dreamy haze, her breathy words like a breeze dispersing fog, stirring a tender affection in the boy’s heart.
A domesticated white fox with golden edges, seeking more than just affection, she wanted to be fully fed.
“Didn’t you say, however much energy I need, you would replenish it for me? Transforming does consume energy…”
It seems... I did say that.
Thinking of Yu Mei-ren, Reinhard recalled the icy silk stockings she wore on her feet.
Feeling a pang of jealousy, Jade flicked her hand under her skirt, and a thin fabric wove itself inch by inch along her legs, adorned with incomprehensible ancient script. It was exquisite and elegant rather than seductive, exuding a refined, hazy beauty.
“Hiss…”
The sight of white silk stockings, who could resist?
The fox girl’s cherry-colored hair was elegantly styled into a bun, adorned with a gold crown inlaid with gems, exuding a noble and graceful air unique to her.
The tips of her long cherry-colored hair were tinged with gold, cascading down like a waterfall, brushing against Reinhard’s collar, tickling his neck.
“I have selfish motives, young master. You are the most attractive boy I’ve ever seen. Cuddling up to you for warmth is just an excuse.
“I thought that would be the end of it, but not only did you not blame me, you even kindly gave us a seal of approval. Our entire clan has received your favor, and the constant caressing has made me restless…”
Her breathy, blush-tinged voice paused, her fluffy tail swaying continuously, her golden eyes blinked as she gazed seductively at the boy beneath her.
“That’s why I like you, young master.”
“So, you want to hear my reason?” Reinhard chuckled softly. “I’m just a lecher, who put his money to invest in this seductive form.”
“Then why are you reluctant to look? You insist I wear these elaborate robes.”
“Wearing them, half-concealed is more beautiful.”
“No! Eek~! You’re lying!”
The fox giggled, licking the boy playfully.
“I can taste lies. My tongue is very sensitive!”
“Because… a fox’s embrace feels very warm.” The boy murmured, lost in thought. “It reminds me of my mother.”
“Then let me hold you a little longer.”
Wrapped in a warm embrace, tightly entwined.
Reinhard raised his hand, his fingers gently tracing the beautiful curve of her back, slipping into her golden-tipped cherry hair, and gently removing her gold crown inlaid with gems, letting it fall to the ground with a soft clink.
Her cherry-colored hair cascaded down, draping over his white shoulders.
“Don’t overindulge.”
“Eek…”
The sounds in the bedroom dimmed, as if an invisible barrier separated them from the courtyard, and the rustling of clothes gradually grew louder.
Pale moonlight filtered through the window, falling precisely on the boy and the fox, illuminating their skin, allowing them to bask in each other's glow.
“How much is overindulging, young master?”
“Half an hour.”
“Even if I humbly beg you?”
“You’re my fox, where’s the dignity in that?”
“Heh, if you keep one, you have to feed it…”
Tender, expansive, and soft.
The fox opened her embrace, enveloping the boy in the snowy warmth.
...
Draped in a cloak of downy feathers and fluttering slightly in the night breeze.
Yu Mei-ren seated in the highest room of the Water Mirror Manor, delicately touched the strings of a harp, her serene expression exuding an air of dignified elegance.
Her waist was cinched tightly by a black sash, creating an alluring curve along with her hips and back.
The moonlight floated behind her, as if it wasn’t moving with time but being wholly absorbed by her. Xu Fu watched her, feeling a sense of infatuation.
“Young Master has agreed to join our mountain, giving hope for Xiang Yu’s resurrection. Why are you still troubled, my lady...”
“I want to drink his blood, Xu Fu.”
Xu Fu’s eyes flickered with a hint of shock and uncertainty, accentuated by the tear mole by her eyebrow.
“Why, my lady? You shouldn’t have any bloodthirsty urges.”
“But it’s different with this junior brother. I can hardly contain myself... ever since he held my hand, the urge to drink his blood has only grown stronger. That’s why I try to stay as far away from him as possible.”
Yu Mei-ren raised her fingers, touching her lips. Her sharp vampire fangs began to appear, and her crimson eyes glowed with a scarlet light.
It had nothing to do with anyone else, only him...
“... Zhang Jue has a quality that attracts me immensely. He feels like my kind.”
“You crave Young Master’s blood. In that case, there is a possibility... not only can he help revive Xiang Yu, but he might also cure your immortality.”
Yu Mei-ren looked up, startled.
Xu Fu’s lips curled into a slight smile.
“Instead of suppressing it, why not meet Young Master?”
The black-haired woman remained silent. She stood in the room of the Water Mirror Manor, gazing over the bustling city.
Among the myriad lights, there was a building draped in red silk.
It was a magnificent, splendid place, and from such a distance, Yu Mei-ren could see many intricately carved red-lacquered windows, some open, some closed, with beautifully dressed women leaning out, their laughter captivating. Faint music floated from the building, lingering in the air.
Following Yu Mei-ren’s gaze, Xu Fu looked at the largest brothel in this city and couldn’t help but laugh.
“My lady, why are you looking at that place?”
There was no need to ask. Xu Fu could roughly guess what her lady was thinking.
Her lady’s thoughts were in disarray...
“Why are they laughing so happily, Xu Fu?”
Yu Mei-ren couldn’t understand what those women saw that made them so joyous. The unrestrained laughter puzzled her even more. What was so enjoyable about pleasing men?
She detested humans, but curiosity had once driven her to want to enter one of those brothels to see what mysteries lay within, but Xu Fu had stopped her.
“If you went inside, you’d be so embarrassed you’d want to kill someone.”
“Why?”
“They’re doing bad things in there. Things that would make you embarrassed and angry.”
“What bad things? I dislike humans, but I wouldn’t kill indiscriminately.”
“It’s better not to go in. When you meet someone you like, you’ll understand.”
“What does it mean to like someone? Does my feeling for Xiang Yu count?”
“When you meet someone you like, you’ll feel nervous, unable to speak, thinking about them all day, and feeling foolish and lovesick. That’s liking someone.”
“Then I’m destined to only like Xiang Yu. I will never like any human.”
A prophecy fulfilled.
It’s well known that vows are meant to be broken.
Her mind was filled.
Xu Fu, observing her lady’s dazed look, smiled and bowed.
“My lady, you’re smiling quite happily now.”
Yu Mei-ren was startled.
She raised her hand slowly, touching the curve of her lips that had unknowingly lifted into a smile.
“Just thinking about meeting Young Master makes you smile unconsciously...”
“... Stop, stop talking!”
Yu Mei-ren snapped, flustered, her fingers plucking at the strings, producing a discordant melody.
The tune was disrupted, and so was her heart.
The thought of meeting that detestable junior brother... how could she possibly... possibly feel happy about it?
“You should beg me, pleading for me to give you a little mercy.”
The boy’s clear voice echoed in Yu Mei-ren’s mind. He seemed to stand high above, looking down at her with those beautiful eyes.
“So, come serve me as a maid.”
No... no way...
To think he would make her a maid, make an Incarnated Elemental serve him as a maid!
If not for needing his help to revive Xiang Yu, she wouldn’t have bothered with such an arrogant fellow!
Her thoughts wavered.
Then, more images floated into Yu Mei-ren’s mind.
The boy confidently speaking on the platform, even though she understood nothing, his lecturing was quite charming.
The boy asking fellow disciples to help the world, though she found him foolish, there was something gallant about it.
The boy teaching the rules of the game at the table, losing all his money, his face flushed with frustration... so silly, yet slightly endearing.
Finally, Yu Mei-ren’s memory settled on the moment he held her hand.
She remembered him smiling as he spoke.
"Senior sister, you wouldn't want Xiang Yu to remain unrepaired, right?"
"Mm-hmm..."
In the room, Yu Mei-ren bit her lips, letting out a delicate hum that was as soft as spun silk.
Time passed like the moon's caress, across the world.
What could the junior brother be doing now?
Was he asleep? Or was he deeply engrossed in his studies?
He usually stayed up late, likely still toiling over his dialectical texts.
Ha... He said I should be his maid, yet he hasn't even called on me to warm his bed or bathe him.
In the end, aside from fanning him during lectures, I've done nothing to serve him. The nerve of that cowardly fellow!
Though only a few days had passed, they felt longer than years atop the mountain to Yu Mei-ren.
"Help me dress up a bit, Xu Fu. I don't want the junior brother to find me coarse and unrefined."
Facing her lady's delicate, almost girlish demeanor, Xu Fu smiled subtly, finding it quite curious.
Young Master is truly a remarkable person.
Yu Mei-ren lifted her long hair, revealing her smooth, fair neck.
The black-haired maid with a gentle smile, carefully pinned a golden hairpin into her lady's elegant coiffure.
The moonlight rouge was cool, the beauty delayed her adornment.
Yu Mei-ren, with her ethereal grace, seemed soft and boneless. Her crimson eyes were so captivating, like rich blood. She curved her lips into an alluring smile, one she had diligently practiced under the maid's careful guidance.
Her heart fluttered, her mind still adrift.
Visiting so late at night... would the junior brother assign me maid duties?
Given his penchant for humiliating her, he likely would.
Yu Mei-ren bowed her head, biting her lips, her breathing erratic and excited. Certain suggestive phrases from poetry floated in her mind, shattering her cool demeanor, leaving her longing to drink the junior brother's blood.
"Lady, you look truly beautiful."
Xu Fu sincerely praised.
Master and maid slowly rose, glancing towards Zhang Jue's residance.
Silently, Yu Mei-ren glided through the corridors of the Water Mirror Manor, entering the courtyard of the junior brother's residance. Moonlight shimmered faintly, casting bamboo shadows across the courtyard. With her keen vampiric senses, she could tell the junior brother was still awake.
Why was there a soundproof bounded field? Was he practicing?
However, the bedroom was unlit.
There were only sounds of water, rustling clothes, and somewhat heavy breathing...
Was he exhausted?
Was the junior brother sweating, practicing some arduous technique?
Xu Fu, blushing slightly, paused, feeling it inappropriate to speak. She reached to hold her lady's sleeve.
But Yu Mei-ren had already stepped forward, raising her hand to knock on the junior brother's door.
Then she heard it...
In the dim, silent room, there was a rhythmic clapping sound, like applause for a storyteller.
A melodious voice resonated, short and lingering, with a trembling end note.
A woman...
Why was there a woman in the junior brother's room?
Yu Mei-ren's hand halted, and Xu Fu quickly caught up, fortunately pulling her lady's sleeve, making a hushing gesture.
"Leave, leave, lady..."
"Leave... Why should I leave?"
"!!!"
Just as Yu Mei-ren voiced her confusion, a high-pitched wail came from inside the room, then fell silent as if a candle had been snuffed out.
Click.
Holding a thoroughly drenched fox, the junior brother sighed slightly, opening the door.
"Senior sister, do you need something?"
"Ah... Ah, junior brother... "
Yu Mei-ren's crimson eyes rippled with emotion, her fair skin glowing like moonlight. She shyly twisted her hair, standing like a celestial maiden under the moon or a poppy blooming atop a mountain.
"I... I came to see you... "
The room... had an intriguing... pleasant scent.
Yu Mei-ren felt her bloodlust growing hotter.
However...
Slam.
The door in front of her was shut, and that peculiar, continuous clapping sound resumed quickly.
"???"
The tall, voluptuous fox tried to stifle her voice, but soon found it unnecessary, as her mouth was otherwise occupied.
"Lady, let's go..."
"What is he doing?"
"Don't... don't disturb Young Master."
"Why not? Is he that busy? He seemed to be sweating profusely. I was just concerned about him!"
Knock Knock Knock
"Open up, Junior brother! What kind of technique are you studying? Maybe I can help you!"
Click.
Holding the thoroughly soaked fox in his arms, the disheveled junior brother opened the door, sighed deeply, and gazed speechlessly at the meticulously dressed Yu Mei-ren.
Are you here to stop us or what?
"Xu Fu, manage your lady."
"Lady..." Xu Fu sheepishly tugged at Yu Mei-ren's sleeve. In matters like these, her lady truly was uneducated.
As an Incarnated Elemental, she didn't even experience relatives visiting.
"What technique are you studying, Junior brother?"
"Bedroom Arts."
"What are Bedroom Arts? Sounds interesting."
As usual, Yu Mei-ren's conversational skills took a turn towards awkwardness. Strangely, she felt a fire igniting in her chest, and as she looked at the junior brother's fair neck, she couldn't help but lick her lips.
"...You read so many books."
"I never read books, I only hold them to observe people better."
"..."
"I... I can't take it anymore... "
In Yu Mei-ren's dazed expression, the large, wet fox in Reinhard's arms transformed into a nearly two-meter-tall, fox-eared woman. With a heart much broader and deeper than her own, she fiercely embraced the junior brother, whom she adored, and kissed him.
"???"
The Incarnated Elemental, having lived for four hundred years, felt an unusual, indescribable shyness. Her thoughts refused to linger on them, yet her gaze, as if glued, remained on their joined lips.
Their bodies pressed together, perfectly aligned.
Her junior brother was enveloped by the large fox.
In the courtyard, the green leaves swayed in the night breeze, resembling cups holding the moon's essence, or silent books recording her bewilderment.
Slam.
The door closed again in front of Yu Mei-ren.
Yet this bounded field could not conceal anything from the Incarnated Elemental, she had merely refrained from eavesdropping out of courtesy.
At such close proximity, she could hear every sound from the room if she wished...
It was clearly an autumn night.
Yet the junior brother, holding the fox, was enjoying a performance.
On the windowsill, the desk, the floor, the bed... they utilized every available space in the room, producing enthusiastic applause.
The door in front of her resounded as if something soft kept hitting it.
"So, do you still want to go in, Lady?"
The black-haired maid stepped up, gently patting her lady's shoulder. Now, all the meticulous dressing up seemed futile.
"Young Master has been devoured tonight."
Yu Mei-ren's face flushed crimson.
She hesitated, wondering whether to knock on the door and tell her junior brother to stop hurting that annoying fox.
Who should he be hitting then?
She quickly found the answer but only let out a coquettish hum before turning to leave.
As Yu Mei-ren walked away, her lips pressed tightly together.
In her usually indifferent crimson eyes, a fleeting, radiant glow of emotion appeared, unnoticed by anyone.
At least, she believed no one would notice.
