After a long while, the force at the tip of her tail loosened.
She timidly looked up, only to see him staring blankly at her tail, lost in thought.
Seeing that he made no further move, she slowly steadied herself by the game console, her legs still weak.
“The game… is still going on, Prince…”
She curved her seductive eyes, her tone soft, her voice trembling slightly as she softly reminded the distracted man.
But she didn’t notice that, when she was thrashing on the bed earlier, her school uniform buttons were half undone, revealing a glaring cleavage.
She wasn’t wearing a skirt, and the top was already very short, not even covering the top of her thighs.
Even more, she hadn’t noticed that, under the stress, she had accidentally activated her seduction skill—Succubus Whisper.
Rumor has it that this was the skill the village chief liked to use most on drunk men in the alleyways.
That aside, the skill’s power was considerable.
Most male demons who fell under its influence would end up half-paralyzed, or even lose a leg.
‘No!!’
‘My happiness~~’
Realizing belatedly, her head, which had been as hazy as if drunk, was suddenly doused with cold water.
Then, she calmed down.
Considering the Prince’s own strength, she thought she was overestimating herself and gave up.
“I lost the game. There’s no point in continuing.”
“But why is my body so hot? What did you do?”
“Ah-ha, nothing.”
Playing dumb, but the tail behind her was in danger—that finger was almost folding it.
She had no choice but to tell the truth.
Her survival instincts were on high alert.
Facing the Prince in this form, she didn’t dare take a gamble.
What if, in a moment of carelessness, he actually killed her and kept her as a collectible?
“I’m sorry! I accidentally seduced you! Truly, it was an accident!”
“An accident?”
“A boring trick.”
The reddened tail was released.
But those abyss-like eyes made it impossible to read his emotions.
Ye Lu sighed in relief and gently stretched her tail.
Just as she turned around, the man picked her up horizontally.
Huh?
The position was terrible—her legs pressed against his cheek, like an unruly kitten.
Before she could even feel shame or struggle, the next second, he opened the door and threw her outside.
Huh?
She collapsed onto a pile of cardboard boxes, staring dumbly at the door that slammed shut right in front of her.
Punishment?
Was she just thrown out like that?
But she was very obedient.
She didn’t go anywhere—she just slept on the cardboard boxes, curled up, her eyes fixed on the door handle.
Soon, the sound of rummaging and crashing came from inside.
Probably… toys or something being smashed?
Then, the sound of the wardrobe being moved?
Rustling sounds…
She wondered if he was struggling to suppress his desires.
Ye Lu sat up abruptly, her curious expression turning to worry.
Or maybe, she had made him angry, and instead of choking her again to hurt her, he was taking out his violence on the furniture?
What a pain, really.
Actually, like this, if she bit herself and let him drink her blood, couldn’t the violence be turned into another way?
Thinking this, she got down on all fours and crawled to the door like a kitten.
It would hurt, but she could take it.
Just then, the door opened—gently.
“Hm?”
Who?
At first glance, she didn’t recognize him.
Standing at a height, looking down at her, was… Teacher?
The aura was just right—a desolate gaze, hair naturally falling over his shoulders, holding a book in his hands.
“Ye Lu, come in for extra lessons.”
“Huh?”
And so it went.
At the desk in the room.
Ye Lu gripped her pen and scribbled furiously in her notebook.
The homework assigned today was surprisingly heavy—too much to finish.
It had been half an hour, and the man who had suddenly turned serious sat across from her, supervising, occasionally correcting a mistake and verbally belittling her.
Not enough—he wouldn’t stop until he made her cry.
To avoid making the Prince angry, she could only write each character more seriously.
Not wearing pants, her thighs pressed against the wooden stool, cold and icy.
Halfway through writing, she suddenly got hungry.
He was unmoved.
Shouldn’t she call him Teacher?
She put on a pleading look, staring at “Teacher” pitifully, but the other party had no reaction.
His willpower had also strengthened a lot.
She wondered how the Prince could switch so smoothly.
She couldn’t help letting her mind wander.
If, at this moment, she were to be fed…
What kind of expression, what kind of action, what kind of gaze, what kind of attitude would this “Teacher” treat her with?
As thoughts surged, she silently bit her slender wrist with her sharp teeth.
Her teeth were very sharp—she could easily break the skin.
But just as she started, a ruler came down heavily on her head.
Ye Lu covered her head, on the verge of tears.
“Sorry…”
“Call me Teacher.”
“Teacher.”
So proper—unbearably proper.
A complete teacher’s demeanor.
When she had come in earlier, he had dragged her to point out the mess on the bed, and she had wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
He was so calm and indifferent, it made her feel a bit bored.
Sleepiness gradually crept in.
Her eyes fell on the book, but her mind had wandered somewhere else.
Feeling… loved.
She looked up pitifully—the person she wanted was right within reach, but he was as distant as a stone.
Huh?
Where did the Prince go?
The seat across was empty.
Hearing a clatter from the wardrobe behind her ear, she looked over.
He was in front of the wardrobe, holding a soft maid-style mini dress.
A moment later, he tossed it over.
“Your school uniform is soaking wet. What kind of conduct is that? Put this on.”
Ye Lu pulled the dress off her head, looked at the dress, then stared blankly at him.
“As a student, do I need to say it a second time?”
“Yes, Teacher.”
So good…
Was this the feeling of being dominated?
But when did this attribute awaken?
She didn’t remember having it before.
Could it be that during the two meals yesterday, her body automatically “added points” to it?
But seeing this maid dress, she almost forgot that she might have one too.
She had bought one with Xiao Ye at the mall before, but unfortunately had never worn it.
Before the break, she had asked Xiao Ye to keep it in the dormitory.
Next time, she definitely had to bring it.
After all, the salesperson had said that this dress could make a man love you more deeply at night.
Ah, what a pity.
Now, faced with this dress, Ye Lu looked at the Prince, not understanding what he was thinking.
He wanted her to wear it…
But first, he could leave the room.
Though, watching him watch wasn’t impossible?
It was just a bit embarrassing.
“Why aren’t you putting it on?”
“If you make me angry, there will be severe punishment. The worst might even escalate to spanking. Ye Lu, you wouldn’t want to be spanked, would you?”
“…”
“S-spanked?”
Ye Lu savored the words.
Looking at him.
She silently tossed the maid dress onto the bed.
For a long time, neither moved.
“Idiot, what’s with that expectant look?”
“I take it back. Even if punishment is needed, I won’t spank you. Just… make you write an extra essay?”
“Then forget it.”
But the Prince still had no intention of leaving the room.
She obediently picked up the maid dress again and held it up to her body.
“Prince… do you want to watch me change?”
“I do.”
“Oh…”
“Then… then watch.”
She muttered softly:
“I’m taking it off.”