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An unfamiliar set of lips brought a unique fragrance, accompanied by warm breath softly fanning the other's face.
Scathach's eyes showed a hint of surprise, her gaze fixed on Asher. Her soft lips were pressed tightly against his. Her calm mind, at that moment, fell into a brief disarray, causing her to hesitate in pushing him away.
She had considered many possibilities, even knowing Asher's feelings from long ago, but she never imagined this guy would dare to suddenly kiss his Shishou after only leaving the Land of Shadows for so long. Although, this seemed to be due to her earlier lowering of her head, which led to a misunderstanding.
Howeverāno matter how you look at itāto dare to look her in the eye while doing such a thing, he truly had grown up.
Scathach gazed into Asher's dark eyes, which were returning her stare, feeling a slight sigh of emotion in her heart. In the beginning, let alone during a kissāeven during their nightly chatsāher disciple wouldn't dare to stare at her like this.
Asher's arms were wrapped around Scathach's neck. His mind snapped awake from the recent confusion, his heart thumping like a startled deer about to crash. His gaze directly met Scathach's, never shifting away.
It wasn't courage that sustained him, but rather he had no idea what to do. If he were to shift his gaze now, he felt as if time would restartāand then he would likely face his Shishou's reprimand.
She would definitely be very disappointed, he thought. A disciple she had raised for over five years, on the night of the ball, had kissed his Shishou out of lust. Even if his Shishou said nothing, she would probably be deeply disappointed.
Although no emotion could be discerned from her eyes now, this was probably just her surprise at her disciple doing such a thing to his Shishou.
So... what should I do now? Urgent, waiting online!
It seemed this posture had been maintained for a while, as Scathach moved slightly, and this movement broke the silence.
What to do? What on earth to do?!
Asher subconsciously wanted to release his hands, but his movements suddenly paused as he stared into Scathach's eyes.
Wait, what if Shishou doesn't dislike this?
If she truly hated it, she would have pushed me away immediatelyāEven if not immediately, after so long, there shouldn't have been no reaction at all.
Could it be that she also likes me?
Asher suddenly experienced one of life's three great illusions.
But he quickly inwardly denied this thought.
No, how could that be? Even if it's love, it must be only the love between Shishou and disciple. Otherwise, Shishou wouldn't have agreed to my marriage with Uathach back then.
But what if it is love...
Upon considering this possibility, Asher's heart, which had just barely calmed down, quietly sped up again. Gazing into Scathach's eyes, his fingers slowly moved down from her neck and finally embraced her waist.
Seeing that Scathach still didn't make a sound, Asher placed his other hand on her shoulder. With his lips still pressed against his Shishou's, he pushed her onto the soft, large bed.
Asher was nearly sixteen now. Although he wasn't as tall as Scathach, when she wasn't wearing high heels, the height difference wasn't too significant.
Asher's body was about to press down on Scathach. She had changed into a ball gown for the dance today, and as Asher pressed down, her fair and full breasts became slightly deformed from the pressure.
He wasn't trying to take advantage; he simply wanted to continue to kiss his Shishou, to vent the longing he had felt for all these years.
But when Asher tried to slip his tongue into Scathach's mouth, his shoulders were pressed down.
Sure enoughā
Looking at Scathach's calm red eyes, Asher's previously inflamed emotions cooled considerably, and his eyes showed a hint of disappointment.
It seems Shishou was just trying not to directly hurt me and was thinking about how to refuse me just now?
"Too soon," Scathach said softly, as if she had seen through what the boy pressed against her was thinking. She raised her hand and stroked his head. "If this continues, I probably won't be able to control myself either. If it really reaches that point, it truly won't be salvageable."
That's true. If it continued like this, it would be impossible to say whether he could control himself later.
Seeing Asher fall into silence, Scathach gazed at his face. That face, which had once seemed a bit childish, now appeared much more mature.
Was keeping him "locked away" in the Land of Shadows always the wrong approach?
Scathach sighed inwardly.
At that time, what she prioritized wasn't how to cultivate an excellent disciple, but rather how to keep her disciple by her sideāalthough she hadn't consciously thought that way, her actions at the time amounted to exactly that.
In other words, from very early on, her intention wasn't to train Asher into a truly strong individual, but rather to keep him by her sideāwhile this was also Asher's own wish, failing to guide him properly onto the path of a strong individual was indeed a dereliction of duty as a Shishou.
"Do you regret it? What just happened?" Scathach asked Asher, who had moved off her.
The young man, huddled in a corner, stiffened and nodded honestly.
"Regret."
"Is that so..." A trace of disappointment flashed in Scathach's eyes, but she didn't show it.
So, her disciple's actions were purely because her face was right in front of him, and he couldn't resist?
As Scathach thought this, she saw Asher bravely turn his head to look at her. "I should have confessed first before doing something like that. It was too disrespectful to Shishou. If that was Shishou's first kiss, it should have been given to someone she loves."
A trace of helpless amusement flickered in Scathach's eyes.
After doing something like this, saying "respect for Shishou" now sounds a bit strange, doesn't it?
"You regret not confessing first?" Scathach gazed at Asher.
"Then what about your sister? Have you thought about what she should do?"
This sentence, like a clap of thunder, jolted Asher awake. He then heard Scathach continue, "I understand your meaning. So now I ask you again, do you love your sister, or do you love me?"
Asher fell silent again.
He had never considered such a thing before. Now that Scathach had directly thrown the question in front of him, he had no idea how to answer.
"Can't give an answer?" Scathach smiled and shook her head.
"That's true, this should have been something for you to consider three years from now, but now you've brought it forward yourself."
Asher was stunned.
I should consider this three years from now?
"So, Shishou has long known about my lov... about my feelings?" His voice was somewhat stuttering, wanting to say "love," but the word got stuck in his throat.
Scathach's gaze towards Asher held a hint of playfulness. Her finger lightly tapped her delicate lips. "Not very long ago. At first, I just thought you liked your Shishou. But after adopting you for a few months, I noticed you started finding more and more excuses to come to my room, and your gaze when looking at me often seemed strange. I probably figured out the reason."
Asher silently covered his face.
So, that means his thoughts were already guessed long ago, and in such a situation, he still took every opportunity to cozy up to his Shishou?!
Seeing her disciple's extremely embarrassed expression, Scathach's eyes showed a hint of amusement. Since Asher had already brought into the open what should have been kept hidden, she no longer needed to hide her true personality.
She had originally intended to project the image of a calm and strict Shishou to Asher, but now, upon reflection, it seemed entirely unnecessary.
"If I had guided you in a different way much earlier, it probably wouldn't have turned out like this now," Scathach said, shaking her head helplessly at the end.
But unfortunately, as a Shishou, even she has moments of confusion.
Asher hesitated slightly, then raised his head and glanced at Scathach. "Actually, I think even if Shishou had used another approach, I would still like Shishou."
"Oh?" A hint of surprise appeared in Scathach's eyes.
"That's only natural, isn't it? Shishou is super charming, whether in battle or when teaching others, and even when guiding other disciples, she's very captivating. It's precisely because she's so perfect that I always dared not speak the truth," Asher said, lowering his gaze at the end.
"Because you dared not speak the truth, you liked to come and cling to me every night whenever you had the chance?" Scathach said in a teasing tone.
A trace of embarrassment flitted across Asher's face, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer her.
By now, he was already past the point of caring; anyway, he had already done this much, and any explanation now would seem weak and pale. It's not like he could say he was sleepwalking just now, right?
No one would believe such a foolish excuse, even if he said it.
Moreover, he now felt a sense of relief after saying it.
He had been suppressing his feelings, fearing that if discovered, he wouldn't even be able to maintain their Shishou-disciple relationship, or that he would be deliberately alienated. So, he had never dared to express these feelings. Now that he had truly made a gesture akin to a confession, he felt a burden lifted from his heart.
However, just as Shishou said, if he had to choose between Shishou and sister, how would he choose?
No, no, what in the world am I thinking?! Shishou said "if," "if"! She wasn't really asking me to choose!
Asher shook his head vigorously to regain his composure.
Scathach silently watched Asher's reaction, then glanced again at the lip print on his neck. That lip print was too obvious, almost a bit of an eyesore.
She said in a calm yet slightly stirring voice, "Come sit over here."
Asher was startled, but obeying his Shishou's words wasn't difficult for him, so he sat down beside her.
"Close your eyes... You've confessed to your Shishou; you should have prepared for the consequences, right?"
"I'm willing to accept punishment." Asher closed his eyes. He had already prepared himself for this moment.
Scathach looked at Asher with his eyes closed, gazing at his still somewhat youthful face for a moment. His expression looked rather tragic, as if he thought his Shishou intended to kill her disciple.
Scathach shook her head helplessly.
What kind of Shishou do you take me for?
She placed her hands on Asher's head, her beautiful face slowly approaching. Her small lips pressed against Asher's.
And it wasn't just that; Scathach's kiss didn't end there. Her lips closed, licking, playing for a while, her tongue intertwining, slowly embracing each other.
No way? Shishou actually...
Is this the consequence of confessing to Shishou? If so, I'll confess every day from now on...
Asher slowly opened his eyes, but immediately met those dignified red eyes. She gazed intently at him, then released her hands, their lips parting.
"This is my answer," Scathach said, stroking Asher's face with her right hand. "But don't get too happy too soon. Until you can give me the correct answer, I will not accept your feelings."
The correct answer?
Asher was stunned, looking at the woman before him.
So what exactly is the correct answer Shishou is talking about?
She can't possibly want me to abandon my sister, can she? If I did that, she would probably be truly angry.
After all, given Shishou's personality, she would never betray her own daughter.
Then what does she mean? She kissed me again voluntarily; does that count as a response to my confession?
It counts as a response to my confession...
"Your cheek is a bit warm... Are you shy at this level?" Scathach quickly felt the slight warmth on her right hand, and a playful smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
"When you did such a thing just now, you should have been prepared for it."
"Shishou, what is the correct answer you're talking about?" Asher looked at Scathach, whose eyes now held a hint of teasing.
"Have you ever seen a student ask their teacher for the correct answer during an exam?" Scathach pointed at Asher's head.
"Think hard, then give me the answer."
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