Honkai Impact 3rd, but I have too many mods.

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This is no longer the time to argue about who is the pervert.

It's simpler: whoever backs down loses first.

Liu Bai casually accepted it.

It felt warm to the touch—that's natural, after all, it's "freshly made".

There was no dampness, and no stains—which is even more normal; Rita's personal hygiene is impeccable.

...How about we braid a flower rope?

Although he hadn't played with rope in a long time, it seemed like he could easily make one on the spot.

“It’s your turn to savor it, Mr. Liu Bai,” Rita urged with a smile.

—This guy has really turned evil!

They've completely disregarded their own personal belongings!

"I think someone as perverted as you would definitely put it in their mouth, right?"

Didn't you say you were the kind of person I imagined who "would pick up personal items from the trash to show off his taste"?

So this is how I imagine you now—Rita persistently exerts pressure on Liu Bai with a smile.

—Is it going to be this difficult right from the start?

Liu Bai rubbed the fabric in his hand as if by accident.

The cleanliness is not a problem.

The scent... a slight hormonal smell and a youthful body fragrance.

...In terms of cleanliness, it does seem edible.

"...Rita, would you be happy if I really put it in my mouth?"

Liu Bai used his tried-and-true rhetoric.

"Happy, of course I'm happy." Rita was now practically trying to force Liu Bai to put this thing in his mouth.

If Rita were a shameless woman, this wouldn't be a big deal at all.

But it's clear that Rita cares about her reputation.

The same applies to Liu Bai. If Liu Bai were a shameless man, this wouldn't be a problem.

However, Liu Bai also had some sense of shame.

Two people, both concerned about their reputation, are pressuring each other to do shameless things.

There's something strange about this whole thing.

But—once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

Rita has already done something shameless, despite feeling ashamed.

Now it's Liu Baigan's turn to do something shameless.

"...Rita, shouldn't we think about why things turned out this way?"

"eat."

"Uh, I mean..."

"You just need to be a pervert," Rita's dark smile continued to exert pressure. "Or perhaps..."

"I give up, I was just kidding."

Liu Bai can't be shameless, but he can still be shameless.

"..."

Rita's dark smile gradually faded.

"...So, you chose the rogue over the pervert, right?"

"Yes." Bai nodded.

So what if he's a rogue?

If Rita doesn't believe him, he'll bring Xiao Guizi over right now to do some shady things.

Upon hearing this, Rita looked at the fabric that had been crumpled into a ball in Liu Bai's hand and could no longer laugh.

"..."

Am I at a huge disadvantage?

Rita suddenly remembered a scene from a comedy movie.

—A protagonist and a minor character compete for a servant's position in their pursuit of a woman. They try to outdo each other by playing the victim, and in the end, the minor character mutilates himself to the point of near death. Seeing this, the protagonist can only admit his inferiority.

—Then the extra really died. Since the dead can't work, the protagonist naturally entered the mansion and became a servant.

Rita now feels like she's just an extra.

Did they win or not?

Liu Bai admitted defeat, saying he had won.

But is it meaningful?

...It seems not.

This doesn't even count as a fight of pride.

We won in name only, but actually lost a lot of money.

A young woman in the prime of her life, personally taking off her underwear and handing it to a man...

Okay, it might be a bit shameless for her to call herself a "flowering girl" at 22, but she is indeed a virgin and a beautiful young woman.

In short, I lost everything.

"...Then can you...give it back to me now?" Rita glanced at her crumpled underwear and said expressionlessly.

"I'll return it to you, of course." Bai gave a quick shake with one hand—a gesture that made Rita's eyelids twitch.

This unintentional action was a devastating blow to her sense of shame.

I'll burn it. I'll burn this when I get back.

Rita secretly hardened her heart while taking back what belonged to her.

Upon touching it, Rita immediately felt the warmth of a man's hand.

...It's probably better not to wear it after all.

Feeling slightly ashamed, Rita simply folded it up and put it in her pocket.

"...Rita, you really are a very competent maid."

Liu Bai felt a little uneasy seeing Rita not smiling at all, so he tried to comfort her.

She was just a temporary maid, but she took her clothes off without hesitation—even though she had stirred things up herself.

Liu Bai's sudden, even somewhat sarcastic, praise startled Rita, who then gave a helpless smile.

“You are definitely a troublesome owner… I’m giving this to you.”

Rita took out the small piece of fabric she had just folded and threw it directly onto Liu Bai's bed.

"Good night, may you have an unparalleled nightmare, master."

The maid left with a broom and dustpan, uttering a rather vicious curse.

"Just kidding, sweet dreams, Mr. Liu Bai who sexually harassed the maid."

From this angle... there's really no way to refute it.

Rita revealed that her embarrassing past had been documented.

...Tonight, it should be considered a draw, right?

Liu Bai stared at the triangular piece of fabric on the bed, his thoughts wandering.

Does this count as getting a new eye mask?

...An interesting woman.

—This domineering CEO's feelings seem a bit off, don't they?

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The next day.

Last night was Christmas Eve.

"Dominator, did no one come last night?"

No one came for two consecutive nights, which made Liu Bai, who had become somewhat accustomed to Huang Quan's influence, feel a little neglected.

"Lord Huangquan and Lord Liuying each came once."

"?"

Liu Bai lifted the blanket and took a look.

There's no one inside.

I feel very energetic.

"...They were all persuaded to leave by Miss Rita," the Herrscher of Domination said quietly.

To be honest, I think my prince should just start living with Rita.

"Rita... you managed to get her to leave?"

“Yes, they were persuaded to leave.” The Herrscher of Domination nodded.

But Liu Bai rubbed his temples.

Can Rita persuade these two people to leave?

“Miss Rita has excellent social skills.” The Herrscher of Domination seemed to have seen through Liu Bai’s thoughts and explained.

The Herrschers all wanted Rita to join them.

That mouth of hers is truly something else.

"...It's probably because both Huang Quan and Liu Ying are very reasonable."

After thinking about it for a moment, Liu Bai felt that it wasn't impossible.

Huang Quan has recovered from his state of hunger and thirst.

Speaking of Ling's reasoning, it is normal for those in a normal state to be in the Yellow Springs, who are among the abnormal people.

He's neither fanatical nor obsessed; his values ​​are generally universal, but he's rather indifferent to emotions.

In terms of interpersonal relationships, he could even be described as a good person.

Huang Quan was assigned to the category of abnormal people because he had a simple physical ailment, not a mental problem.

It is perfectly possible to communicate with a normal person in the underworld.

But Rita is really bold...

Being able to communicate and daring to communicate are two different things.

Huang Quan usually doesn't need a second strike to kill someone. He's too lazy to remember people's names or faces. Even though he doesn't have face blindness, he usually acts like one, and no one can say anything about it.

Even fireflies know not to provoke the Yellow Springs unless absolutely necessary, and to yield whenever possible.

Rita, who had witnessed Huang Quan Wushuang's power, still dared to strike up a conversation?

...Perhaps it's because he witnessed the unparalleled power of the Yellow Springs?

In any case, Huang Quan's bloodlust is not strong.

Yeah, that's a really annoying point. Huang Quan can pretty much tell whether someone deserves to die with just a glance, but he doesn't bother to remember their name or face.

Frankly speaking, this behavior is just like picking a fight... but probably no one would want to pick a fight with Huang Quan.

The Herrscher of Domination offered no comment on Liu Bai's words and silently retreated into the shadows.

A moment later, Rita knocked on the door—but instead of Liu Bai opening it, Rita used Kafka's "secretary's card" to open the door.