If you want to conquer the beast, you must first conquer her tail.

Early morning.

Lin Feng stretched lazily, looking around to find no one beside him, making his heart feel somewhat empty.

Waking up without Emily in his arms was one of life's great regrets.

Just as Lin Feng was about to get dressed, the door suddenly opened.

Emily peeked into the room, wearing nothing but a negligee, seemingly unconcerned about the alluring glimpse of her chest it revealed.

"You're awake?" She tiptoed back to the bed and snuggled into Lin Feng's arms.

"Yes, I was just looking for you," said Lin Feng, sniffing her neck. She always had this intoxicating scent about her.

"The others are still asleep. We got up nice and early," Emily raised her eyebrows suggestively at Lin Feng.

She left the rest unsaid, expecting him to understand.

"Are you hinting at something?"

"Shall we?" Emily narrowed her eyes slightly, rather eager to get frisky.

After all, sleeping had rekindled her desires.

Plus, the Ylang Ylang was still having its effect, leaving her hot and bothered.

She desperately needed to cool down.

"You're hopeless," Lin Feng gave her a roguish smile.

Emily obediently tossed her negligee aside and closed her eyes.

...

"The soundproofing in your room isn't great," said Kandis, resting her chin in her hand as she watched Lin Feng.

Just minutes ago, he had been passionately entwined with his bunny wife.

Now that Emily was off maintaining her gear, Kandis finally had a chance to tease Lin Feng.

"I've done my best. I'll get a bigger place soon," Lin Feng said awkwardly, gazing out the window.

He had discussed it with Emily before.

But when that girl got frisky, nothing else mattered except getting frisky.

As long as she was happy, things like noise got tossed aside.

In short, she didn't like sneaky, covert fun - she liked being loud and proud.

"How long have you two been together?"

Lin Feng counted on his fingers and answered, "Living together for about two months, officially together for less than a month."

"Not bad, you got her that quickly. Got some skills," Kandis remarked.

"Skills? What skills? Sincerity was my trump card!" Lin Feng argued earnestly, "I won her over with my sincerity."

Well, the system helped a tiny bit too.

Kandis rested her chin on her hand, looking at Lin Feng. "I don't believe you. Must be like when we were together - she didn't know anything and you took advantage."

"I was quite excited getting your letter at first, thought you wanted to travel the world with me. Didn't expect you just wanted me as a wingman," Kandis walked over to the window, observing the little red flowers Yu Li had planted on the ledge.

"I'll pay you a wage, don't worry," Lin Feng said.

"Keep your money. But agree to one condition for me."

What!

Money for nothing?

"Let Yuna come with me in future."

Without hesitation, Lin Feng refused, "No deal. I can't bear to part with her."

He had the meat right at his lips. How could he let it go?

Plus that Yuna was pretty interesting. Just looking at her made him happy. He wanted to tease her more.

If she left, he would truly miss her.

Kandis sighed. "You two are really in love. He can't bear to let her go, and she doesn't want to leave."

Yuna doesn't want to leave?

Probably still feels she hasn't fully repaid him, so wants to stay longer.

Just then, Yu Li walked past the living room, immediately attracting Kandis's attention. Kandis grabbed at her.

A chase ensued until Kandis finally caught the struggling Yu Li.

"W-What are you doing!" Yu Li cried out as she was lifted into the air.

"Let's go, I'll test how solid your foundations are."

"Don't hold me like this! Wahhh..."

Seeing how much Kandis liked Yu Li, and how Yu Li seemed to be just playing hard to get, Lin Feng felt reassured leaving her in Kandis's hands.

"Save me, big brother!" Yu Li reached out to Lin Feng.

"Sorry Yu Li, I need to talk to your sister. Gotta run!" Lin Feng promptly fled.

Finally alone, he had to ask Yuna what was going on.

After searching the house, he finally found Yuna crouched in the storage room, sadly wiping down her battered greatsword.

"Master... the sword is ruined. I forgot to maintain it after coming home yesterday. The residual slime acid corroded the blade..." Yuna hugged the sword, looking upset.

Lin Feng examined it closely. The sword was indeed ready for retirement. The edges were curled and the hilt was twisted to one side.

To be honest, it was a miracle Yuna had gotten two months use out of it.

Mass produced weapons like these usually lasted no more than one battle.

If not for Yuna's discerning eye in selecting a slightly better one, and her care in maintaining it, the greatsword would have shattered long ago.

"No worries. We can just replace it. These weapons aren't meant to last," Lin Feng stroked Yuna's ear, gently rubbing the soft fur inside.

Might as well just get Yuna some better equipment.

That would save her the endless cycle of replacing and mourning.

After all, she would be his wife in future. Spending a bit more on her was nothing.

Most importantly, it would make his wife happy.

Yuna sighed, her ears drooping. "But that will cost a lot again."

"Just petty cash," Lin Feng said casually with a wave.

"I'm supposed to be earning money for you, but I just keep owing more and more." Yuna looked ready to cry.

"Don't fuss over debts. You'll be mine sooner or later anyway," Lin Feng whispered into her ear.

"Eek! You're blowing in my ear again," Yuna jerked away, flustered. "I-I mean, even between lovers who share a bed, I don't want to owe anyone anything."

Lin Feng hugged her again, sniffing at her neck.

Sniff sniff... sniff sniff sniff... mmhmm...

So fragrant!

"W-Why are you acting strange again, Master?" Yuna looked at him warily.

"Want to play tail-pulling game?"

Before she could react, Lin Feng grabbed her tail by the base.

"Wait!" Yuna seized his wrist, quickly glancing around. Then her voice suddenly turned cutesy. "Must it be here?"

Whenever Lin Feng got frisky, Yuna could only whimper and beg for mercy.

"C-Can we go to the bedroom?"

"No way. I might not want to touch your tail anymore if we do." Lin Feng directly refused.

With a light pat, Yuna reflexively raised her tail.

Bracing herself against the shelf, she looked back at Lin Feng bashfully.

Seeing him unmoving, Yuna grew anxious.

She couldn't help it. She was addicted. After all, her tail was connected to her spine, an extremely sensitive weak point.

"Master..." Yuna called softly.

The next moment, her tail was stroked from base to tip, sending tingling electric sensations throughout her body. Yuna let out an involuntary moan.

"Like it?"

"It feels so strange... But I really love this feeling," Yuna had a dazed look, speaking hazily.

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