"Where's Ilya?"
After returning home and gazing at the empty seat at the dining table, Fangzheng couldn't help but ask in a daze.
Upon hearing Fangzheng's question, Tina and Ling exchanged looks with each other. Then, Ling answered.
"When we were setting up the satellite network today, Little Black and Ilya seemed to have quarreled … Then, Ilya locked herself in her room and didn't come out …"
"Little Black?"
Fangzheng narrowed his eyes and gazed at Little Black. The latter curled her lips.
"I didn't say anything. It's just like any other day."
"Sigh …"
Looking at Little Black's reaction, Fangzheng shook his head helplessly. Frankly speaking, he liked Little Black more among the sisters. But this didn't mean that Fangzheng was biased toward Little Black. In Fangzheng's opinion, Little Black was great in everything, except for the fact that she liked to scold others. On the other hand, Ilya wasn't a troublemaker, so there would always be friction between the two of them. Of course, this was also related to the fact that they were always competing for the older sister. But usually, they would just end their quarrels. This was the first time that Fangzheng saw someone not coming home for dinner because of a quarrel with Little Black.
Could it be that the sisters said something that they shouldn't have?
"I did call Miss Ilya for dinner, but she said that she wasn't feeling well …"
At this moment, Angie spoke up.
"Alright, I'll ask Ilya what's going on tomorrow."
Fangzheng shook his head helplessly. What a joke. How can a heroic spirit be feeling unwell? It was apparent that this little girl suffered internal injuries from Little Black's scolding.
Perhaps Fangzheng should be more concerned about Ilya. After all, she had been with him for a long time and had always been hardworking and never complained about anything. Of course, perhaps it was because Ilya was too obedient that Fangzheng was sometimes very assured about her. And the opposite of being assured was not caring … This was the downside of being too obedient. There were many times when Fangzheng neglected to observe and care for Ilya because she was too sensible and obedient. From a certain perspective, Fangzheng also had to take the blame for this situation.
After all, Ilya was the one who opened the dimensional channel and came here. Besides, their arrival did help Fangzheng a lot. Yes, judging from this point of view … Fangzheng also felt that he seemed to have let his guard down around Ilya too.
After dinner, he sent the little ones back to their rooms to rest. Fangzheng came to Ilya's room and knocked on the door.
"Ilya? It's me. "
"…"
"I don't want to give any excuses. If you're interested, you can look for me anytime. Yes … I hope you have good dreams."
Upon hearing no response from the other side of the door, Fangzheng shook his head, turned around, and returned to his room.
"Sigh … This is such a headache."
Laying on the bed and gazing at the ceiling, Fangzheng heaved a long sigh of relief.
Frankly speaking, as Fangzheng had more and more young ladies around him, Fangzheng also considered getting along with them. This wasn't like the Paperman Wife in the mobile game, where you could become a warehouse manager once you reached max level, max skills, and max favorability. Even though Fangzheng managed to distribute his time evenly, there was still a difference between those who were close to him and those who were distant.
Of course, the young ladies who were close to Fangzheng belonged to the first level, while those who were close to him belonged to the second level, while the rest belonged to the third level.
But Ilya's situation was actually a little different.
Because she was a heroic spirit summoned by Fangzheng.
Logically speaking, as a heroic spirit and master, Ilya should be on the first level. But as a matter of fact, Fangzheng placed her on the second level. Of course, it wouldn't be a problem if that was all. But the problem was that Fangzheng placed Little Black on the first level.
As the saying went, 'Don't worry about scarcity, but worry about uneven distribution'. Both of them were heroic spirits summoned by Fangzheng, but Fangzheng doted on Little Black more than Ilya, so it was only natural that Ilya would have some thoughts about this.
Just like this time, both of them came to Fangzheng. In the end, Fangzheng treated Little Black warmly, but not as warmly toward Ilya. Yes, this made sense from a certain perspective. After all, Little Black could help Rhode solve some of his problems, while Ilya wouldn't do the same, right?
Ilya does have feelings for Rhode. Yes … But she doesn't seem to like doing such things. What should I do …?
After pondering for a while, Fangzheng closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In his dream, he felt like he had turned into a speeding train, crossing plains, valleys, and tunnels, breaking through layers of obstacles. It also felt like a pumping machine that pumped up and down into the ground. Then, turbid, viscous crude oil spurted out of the holes … straight into the sky …
"…"
Fangzheng opened his eyes abruptly.
It was late at night and the bedroom was silent under the moonlight. But even without the moonlight, Fangzheng saw a petite, dark figure sitting on top of him, staring at him.
"Ah ha … Master … You're awake? … "
"Little Black … No, Ilya?"
Upon hearing this sweet, lovable, and adorable voice, Fangzheng couldn't help but be taken aback. Under the moonlight, Ilya sat on top of him and looked at him with a grin. But unlike her usual innocent smile, Ilya's smile appeared somewhat flirtatious. Not only that, but her attire was also very strange.
At this moment, Ilya was not wearing her usual attire. Instead, she was wearing the attire she would wear after transforming into a magical girl. But, unlike her usual pink and white attire, which was adorable and joyous, the attire that Ilya was wearing was pitch-black and deep purple. It was attire filled with a sort of evil sensation.
Not only that, but the ribbon on her head was also no longer pink, but black instead. Even the twin ponytails that were like a symbol of her transformation had turned into side ponytails tied by black ribbons.
In other words, Ilya didn't look like the magical girl who brought love and dreams to everyone. Instead, she looked more like a black witch who had fallen from grace.
Not only that …
"Wait, what are you doing?"
Upon sensing the familiar yet unfamiliar sensation below, Fangzheng asked hurriedly. Facing Fangzheng's question, Ilya chuckled, extended her hand, and caressed Fangzheng's lips.
"Replenishing my magical power, of course, Master. I'm also your servant, so I need to replenish my magical power, right? It hurts, but it doesn't hurt as time goes by. You see, I'm really patient, Master. But this isn't enough … "
As she spoke, Ilya stretched out her hand and pressed it against Fangzheng's chest. At the same time, her slender waist began to sway. At that moment, the innocent and romantic young lady seemed to have turned into a greedy little devil who couldn't be satisfied, biting her prey tightly.
"Ilya, I want more. More … Master, I'm not done yet. Huhuhu, I know that you've always wanted to do this with me, right? Besides, I'm the older sister, so how can I let the younger sister do it first? Right? Master … "
Ilya's sweet voice echoed in Fangzheng's ears. Her voice was usually filled with innocence and joy, but at that moment, it carried a scorching aura that could burn one's brain. At the same time, her scarlet eyes emanated a dazzling radiance. At that moment, the young lady was like a thirsty vampire as though she wanted to squeeze every drop of blood from her target.
"Ilya? What's wrong with you? "
No matter how slow one was, one could tell that something was definitely wrong with this young lady. Of course, Fangzheng wasn't that foolish. In fact, he also sensed a different type of power burning in Ilya's body. If the power in Ilya's body was like a warm bonfire, the power in her body now felt like scorching magma spewing out from the mouth of a volcano, almost merging with her.
"I've figured it out."
Upon hearing Fangzheng's question, Ilya extended her arms and cupped Fangzheng's cheeks. Her scarlet eyes glinted in a strange glint.
"In the past, I was too stupid, which was why Little Black got ahead of me. But now, I'm different, Master. I'm no longer who I used to be. Now, I'm going to become a brand new me … "
Gazing at Ilya's seductive expression, Fangzheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Looking at this scene, Ilya chuckled.
"Huhuhu. Still not enough? MASTER？ The night is still long … "
Just like that, under the silver moonlight, the pitch-black little devil revealed a sly, seductive smile … She stared at Fangzheng with an expression as though watching a prey falling into a trap.
But … the hunter would eventually become the hunted.
At the next moment, Fangzheng flipped over and pinned Ilya beneath him.
"Ahh! MASTER！ Why are you so impatient? "
"I admit that it's my fault for making you unhappy. That's why in order to make you feel better, I will work hard."
Gazing at Ilya's adorable, tender face, the corners of Fangzheng's mouth perked up slightly.
"I promise to make it up to you. And it will be double."
"Huhuhu … That's what you said, Master. It won't do if you don't satisfy me, okay?"
"Don't worry, Ilya."
Facing Ilya's answer, Fangzheng smiled.
"I promise to make you satisfied."
Of course, using words to express his apology was far from enough for Fangzheng. Since he wanted to make it up to her, he wouldn't just say it. Shortly after, Fangzheng started to put his actions into action … Shortly after, a brand new chaotic battle began.
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