200. Exusiai: Heaven Above, Please Don't Disturb
"You don't seem to have discussed this with me?"
"How do you plan to solve the Oripathy problem?"
Inside the bathroom.
Lemuen slowly unbuttoned her clothes, her skirt slipping down until she was completely exposed, standing in the center of the bathroom.
Warm water from the shower gently cascaded over Remian's body, and she closed her eyes comfortably.
Xiling sat at his desk, casually playing with his phone. Hearing Lemuen's question, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"I think you definitely knew I would do this."
"Yes, I know," Lemuen's voice was misty with moisture, "So what do you plan to do?"
"Well..." Xiling's fingertips twitched slightly, and an Originium appeared out of thin air in his hand. He weighed the sharply defined crystal in his hand.
"The Oripathy problem can be easily solved for me now. The difficulty lies only in the Originium itself."
"Oh?" A voice tinged with amusement came from behind.
"Is there anything that can stump you?"
"A whole bunch," Xiling said irritably.
"I'm not omnipotent."
"So, what's your plan?"
"A deal," a barely perceptible silver glint appeared in Xiling's eyes. The small Originium in his hand seemed to be catalyzed by an invisible force, its size rapidly expanding.
"With the executor of the Originium Project."
"Will she agree?"
"Who knows? But probably," the basketball-sized Originium spun in his hand.
"I can make her plan execute faster."
Xiling casually tossed it away, and the enormous Originium vanished silently, returning to its original position.
"When do we make our move?" Lemuen began to dry herself.
Xiling picked up his phone again:
"I need to investigate some things; it'll take some time."
He had a crucial hypothesis about Originium: it witnesses and records everything, containing everything within its body as an ocean of information.
Xiling tried to retrieve information from it, but repeatedly failed, like stones sinking into the sea.
"Is my hypothesis off track... or..." he pondered, "...someone blocked my connections?"
Of all the people Xiling knew, only—Priestess—could do that.
"...Never mind, we'll meet sooner or later, no rush."
Just then, the bathroom door opened.
Lemuen looked at Xiling, who had his back to her, seemingly still deep in thought. A sly smile flickered across her face as she stepped closer, her footsteps clearly audible. Xiling, however, didn't turn around, still contemplating the details of the future transaction.
Suddenly, a pair of arms, still warm and damp from a shower, wrapped around his neck. Lemuen's lips brushed against his ear, her voice as soft as a feather:
"I'm done showering."
"Lemuen...are you really going to do it here? Now?" Xiling's voice held a hint of hesitation.
"It's too late to back out now, isn't it?" Lemuen abruptly turned Xiling's body upright, then straddled his lap, the two instantly facing each other.
"Are you sure I won't get shot three times in the back and end up committing suicide?" He had only recently gotten along with his sister-in-law; what if Lemuel's supposed prank went too far, and the weapon he'd given her ended up aimed at him...that ending was absolutely unacceptable!
"Don't worry," Lemuen chuckled, hooking her arms around his neck and closing her eyes slightly, "Lemuel wouldn't care about that kind of thing."
...Now that things had come to this, backing down would be a joke.
Xiling reached out, her strong arms encircling Lemuen's waist, pulling her even closer into his embrace.
Their lips met.
As a diligent student, Xiling perfectly embodied Lemuen's teachings.
His hands began to wander and explore. The touch on her sensitive spots made Lemuen tremble slightly; her response, far from diminishing, became even more ardent and proactive.
Meanwhile, in the break room of Rhodes Island for Penguin Logistics.
"Exusiai, what's wrong? You've been sweating profusely since earlier. Are you hot?" Croissant looked at her companion with a puzzled expression.
"I...I am a little hot?" Exusiai's cheeks flushed, and she frantically pulled at her collar to fan herself, trying to dispel the inexplicable heat.
"What's going on...what is my sister doing?" The Laterano empathy was continuously sending her a sensory shock she had never experienced before, an extremely unfamiliar and intense sensation, making her feel hot all over and restless.
Just as she was about to pick up her communicator to ask her sister, a message popped up first:
[Lemuen]: Lemuel, go to the restroom and stay alone.
Although confused, Exusiai still went into the bathroom alone as instructed.
[Exusiai]: Sis, I'm here! What's going on?
The message was sent, but it seemed to disappear into thin air.
Just as Exusiai was wondering what was happening, an unprecedented, intense, almost explosive wave of pleasure swept over her entire body like a tsunami!
"Ugh—!" Exusiai groaned, her legs clenching tightly together, almost curling up in a ball. The blush on her face deepened rapidly, as if it could bleed.
"Wh...what's going on! What is this feeling?"
"This is a shared sensation from my sister's side!"
Exusiai trembled, wanting to send another message to question her sister, but the moment her fingers touched the screen, an even stronger, more surging wave of pleasure completely engulfed her!
Bang! The communicator slipped from her hand and fell to the floor.
"No...it's so...strange...this feeling...it's too strange!"
Exusiai could no longer hold on, her body limply collapsing onto the floor.
The Sankta's empathy allows them to share emotions with their kind, and the closer the relationship, the deeper the feeling. At this moment, the other Sankta on Rhodes Island only felt that some of their kin were experiencing joy, but as Lemuen's sister, Exusiai, received an amplified, violent sensory storm!
This feeling far surpassed mere happiness; it was a pure, incomprehensible, and almost suffocating experience.
Her body felt as if her bones had been removed; she couldn't move and could only utter a faint groan. Deep within her body, waves of indescribable tingling and burning sensations surged.
"This feeling… what… is this?" Exusiai curled up, hugging herself tightly, trying to resist the ever-increasing tide that was almost wiping her consciousness.
"Why…is it so…comfortable…no, no…it's too much…Sis…what are you…doing?!"
Her remaining sanity tried to adapt to the overwhelming sensation. Still, she found that as time passed, the satisfaction and pleasure surging from the depths of her empathy, almost overwhelming her, not only didn't diminish, but grew stronger instead, increasingly making her…lost in it.
Leaving her on the other side of the room.
Originally, Lemuen only wanted to tease her younger sister a little. She confirmed that her sister had gone to the bathroom alone.
Alright, Lemuel, get ready to receive your sister's happy signals. With a mischievous thought, she completely let go, immersing herself in the intimacy with Xiling, intending to let her sister experience this pleasure as well.
However, she completely forgot the special nature of her body at this moment—even while maintaining the appearance of a Sankta, she was essentially a god far beyond the mortal realm.
The surging torrent of sensations from her extreme pleasure was transmitted through the unique empathy between Sankta, its intensity far beyond what an ordinary Sankta could bear.
"Faster…faster…" Lemuen's breaths were filled with pleading.
However, Xiling's unease grew stronger.
"How about…we rest for a bit?" His movements were hesitant.
Lemuen, her cheeks flushed, forced a dreamy yet stubborn smile:
"I always…see things through to the end…" she breathed softly.
"Give up halfway?…Never…"
"But I feel…like we've forgotten something very important…" Xiling's worry lingered.
"Now…is not the time to think about these things…" Lemuen pushed forcefully, pinning the submissive Xiling beneath him, regaining control.
At that moment, Exusiai felt the pleasure in her body fade slightly, but this panting was merely a fleeting illusion!
The next second—
"Ugh—!!!!"
A more intense, suffocating tidal wave crashed down with overwhelming force!
Lemuen, like a rider harnessing the most untamed wild horse, her body jolted violently. She raised her head high, her full chest heaving, uncontrollable moans and cries escaping her throat. Finally, at a peak of ecstasy, her whole body tensed, letting out a long, satisfied sigh before her movements gradually calmed into a lingering rhythm.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Exusiai lay limp on the floor, staring at the undeniable wetness beneath her, a wave of intense shame almost overwhelming her.
Until Lemuen's final, utterly satisfied sigh—
Exusiai entered paradise.
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"I knew it! I knew something was wrong, we forgot about her!!!" Xiling covered his face in despair, his voice trembling, as if he could already see his tragic future.
Lemuen, unusually embarrassed, covered her eyes with her hands, trying to hide her guilt.
"...It seems...I really...I forgot too."
On the bed in front of them, Exusiai was sleeping peacefully.
Her breathing was steady, her face serene; only the unusually deep, lingering blush on her cheeks silently spoke of the storm that had recently befallen her.
After finally realizing something was wrong, Xiling immediately stopped what they were doing and found Exusiai, who had completely fainted in the bathroom, and brought her to the room.
And so, the scene before them unfolded.
"This time…it seems I went a bit too far…" Lemuen lowered her hand, looking at her sister's unusually flushed sleeping face.
"I'll apologize properly when she wakes up."
"Apologize?" Xiling felt a chill run down his spine; the death star seemed to be flashing wildly above his head.
"If apologies were enough, what would be the point of guns? I feel like I'm not far from being shot three times in the back and sentenced to suicide!"
"Alright, alright, don't think about it so much." Lemuen naturally took Xiling's hand and led him in another direction outside the room—clearly, the bathroom.
"Hey! Your sister has been…uh…we've done this to her!" Xiling tried to struggle, pointing at the peaceful Exusiai on the bed, "You still have the mind to continue?!"
Lemuen stopped, tilted her head slightly, and gave an incredibly innocent yet slightly sly smile:
"Hmm? Wasn't it you who did this to her?"
Xiling: "…"
Good grief, that's a quick and accurate way to shift the blame!