The pure white space was utterly silent.
Rita's face was flushed. She felt that this black sphere was being rather improper.
The punishments were either stripping off clothes or adding an "aphrodisiac" status effect.
If this continued...
"There is no need to worry. My self-control is quite strong."
A voice, as pleasant as a spring breeze, spoke.
Ye Feng, who had turned his body to the side, said this.
Rita raised her eyes to look again. Seen from the side, against the pure white background... the towering black shadow was all the more conspicuous.
No, it was practically dazzling.
"I..."
Rita's face still held a calm and composed smile. "Yes, I naturally trust in Lord Ye Feng's character."
As expected of Rita, she always offered the perfect amount of consideration.
At the same time, her sense of distance was managed with extreme skill.
She was neither too distant nor did she make one feel there was an opportunity to be taken.
If someone were to truly harbor unrealistic thoughts, Rita would appropriately display a bit of her strength, and the other party would know to back down.
Ever since becoming Schicksal's "maid," Rita had always been like this.
Perhaps only when facing Durandal was the smile on her face truly from the bottom of her heart... No, perhaps Theresa as well.
At this moment, Ye Feng also smiled. "You trust me so much after we've only just met?"
Rita looked at Ye Feng, a smile playing on her lips as she nodded lightly.
Of course, she didn't trust Ye Feng; she trusted in her own strength.
Strength was the foundation of confidence.
Although their current situation was a little strange—one wearing only black silk pantyhose on their lower half, the other standing at full attention—Rita folded her hands, holding her folded skirt to cover the area below her abdomen.
"Lord Ye Feng, this space is rather strange. Do you think... it possesses a consciousness? Or rather, that there might be some consciousness manipulating things from behind the scenes."
Rita naturally changed the subject, proactively searching for a solution.
"Indeed."
Ye Feng nodded.
A thoughtful look appeared in Rita's eyes. "If there is, then what is the purpose of this existence?"
"Hard to say."
Ye Feng's purpose had always been very clear.
If it were up to him, the current Rita would already be rolling her eyes back and giving him the middle finger.
But with Mobius in control, Ye Feng couldn't be sure.
Rita actually had some guesses in her heart, but it wasn't appropriate to voice them.
Before they could discuss it further, text appeared on the black sphere once again.
The game was still going...
---o---
During this period, not only did Ye Feng's [Love Potion] stack, but Rita also continued to be disarmed, until finally, only a single pair of black silk pantyhose remained.
At the same time, she too had been afflicted.
Her fair, tender, and smooth skin was flushed an alluring pink. From a distance, it seemed to be radiating waves of scorching heat.
Coupled with Rita's enchanting posture and coquettish charm, any ordinary person would probably "throw all their decency to the wind" and pounce on her without a shred of reason.
What's more, both of them had the [Love Potion] buff stacked on them, with clothes strewn all over the floor...
In this lust-filled atmosphere, even Rita wanted to pounce.
No, to be precise, if not for the black sphere's rule "forbidding physical contact between the two," Rita, whose sanity was about to evaporate, might have already pinned Ye Feng to the ground...
The Rita of this moment looked as if she had just been fished out of water, her entire body drenched in fragrant sweat.
The black silk pantyhose, soaked with perspiration, clung tightly to her skin, glistening with a seductive dampness.
"Lord... Lord Ye Feng... I... Please... knock me out... I'm begging you..."
Rita's eyes were practically shooting fire as she looked at Ye Feng.
Before, Rita had believed her will was like steel, but when her entire body began to burn, her rationality became limited.
"Even if I wanted to, the rules don't allow it. We'll be electrocuted if we get close... Rest assured, under these rules, we can't do anything."
Indeed, the two of them couldn't do anything together.
But one person could.
Rita's entire body tensed. She was worried she wouldn't be able to stop herself from doing something indecent, or even disgraceful.
Fortunately, just as the last shred of her consciousness was about to be devoured by the flames, Rita woke up in her bed in the Valkyrie dorms at St. Freya Academy.
Wearing a black mesh nightgown, Rita sat up with a convulsive jolt.
She turned her head to look out the window. The sky was a dark blue, and on the eastern horizon, the fiery glow of dawn was just beginning to appear.
"Was that... a dream just now?"
No, that's not right.
That was the "special world" mentioned in the mission reports!
Ye Feng, that name...
Rita picked up the terminal on her bedside table and checked the detailed report. Her pupils shrank violently.
"As I thought, it's him."
The name "Ye Feng" had once appeared with high frequency in the St. Freya Principal's conversations.
As for why those conversations were intercepted, one had to mention the Far East Branch's ironclad defense system...
But that wasn't the point.
"It seems I really did come into contact with that world."
Rita rubbed her temples. But why hadn't she remembered it at the time?
In the descriptions provided by Theresa and the others, the existence of [Ye Feng] should be that of a sage, similar to a "prophet."
How was he also trapped in that pure white space?
Did something go wrong with that world?
However, that level of endurance was indeed worthy of a "sage."
Rita felt a sense of admiration from the bottom of her heart.
To remain so composed under those circumstances was truly incredible.
First, I'll take a shower, then I'll go find Kiana and the others to ask for more details.
---o---
After Rita left, Mobius appeared, her body swaying.
"So, how was it, Little White Mouse? Did you have fun?"
"What do you think?"
Ye Feng gestured downwards.
Mobius giggled.
"Who's to blame but you for looking like you wanted to eat someone? Do you like that woman that much?"
"So, Mobius, you decided to let me 'look but not touch'? How mean-spirited."
Mobius's mouth twitched.
What else was she supposed to do?
Let the two of them really go at it right here?
Although Mobius was dressed in green, she had no habit of cuckolding herself.
If such an unbearable burden had to be borne, it was better to give it to some bishop out there.
Mobius coiled around him like a snake.
She was only tall enough to reach Ye Feng's chest, her vertical snake-like pupils staring up at him.
"That's right, Little White Mouse. I'm just this mean-spirited. What are you going to do about it?"
"In that case, don't blame me for not being gentle."
Ye Feng's hands wrapped around Mobius's waist, lifting her up in a tight embrace like a vise.
Mobius let out a soft cry. Her smooth, fair, slender feet, wrapped in black silk, slowly rose onto their tips before leaving the ground entirely, dangling in the air.
"Hm?"
Feeling Ye Feng's actions, Mobius froze for a moment.
"You're not going to do it just like this, are you?"
She was still wearing the "irremovable" black silk bodysuit.
"It's fine. This works too."