Chapter 875: Silver Wolf's Devotion, What Does More Intimate Communication Refer To?
"Is this your world, Ren?"
"The sun here is so warm..."
"Yes, there's no biting cold at all."
"Wow! That building over there is so strange!"
Stepping through the portal, Hook and the rest of the Belobog crew were instantly overwhelmed by intense curiosity. Having lived their entire lives under the oppressive, freezing shadow of Jarilo-VI's eternal blizzard, the gentle caress of genuine sunlight against their skin felt like pure magic.
"Where's the playground?!" Hook demanded, her amber eyes scanning the vibrant surroundings as she bounced on her heels, clearly focusing on the most critical matters first.
Ren smiled, reaching out to ruffle the little boss's hat. "There's plenty of time for the playground later. First, I'll take you all to my home. Bronya needs to see her mother."
Upon arriving at Ren's personal estate, the group finally understood the true meaning of shock.
Layers upon layers of distinct spatial dimensions intertwined above and around them. Floating islands, crystal-clear oceans, and lush forests overlapped without the slightest sense of distortion or spatial conflict. The architecture defied all logic, yet existed in perfect, stunning harmony.
Scattered throughout this paradise were various stunning women, each radiating an aura of extraordinary power and beauty.
"Wow! This place is amazing!" Hook's mouth hung wide open. Her youthful vocabulary completely failed to supply a more impressive adjective.
"How... how is this even mathematically possible?" Pela murmured, her eyes wide behind her round glasses.
She watched the space before her eyes shift and reconfigure with a mere thought. She knew perfectly well she didn't possess any reality-bending abilities, meaning the environment itself was reacting to their presence, or the man leading them possessed absolute control over the very fabric of this dimension.
"Just a little trick," Ren said, waving his hand dismissively.
"Little trick..." Natasha echoed, a wry, self-deprecating smile touching her lips. "If manipulating the laws of space is considered a 'little trick,' then what exactly are we?"
"Bronya!"
At that moment, a graceful figure strolled toward them across the sunlit grass.
"Mother!" Bronya snapped out of her architectural daze, her eyes locking onto the approaching woman.
Then, her brain short-circuited.
She stared at Cocolia. The former Supreme Guardian of Belobog—a woman who had spent her life draped in heavy, majestic coats and an icy crown—was currently wearing... a string bikini.
"Mo... Mother?" Bronya stammered, her face flushing crimson. She hardly dared to recognize this incredibly bold, scantily-clad woman as her strict parent.
"Long time no see, Bronya. I missed you very much."
Cocolia took the initiative, wrapping her arms around her daughter in a deep, affectionate embrace. The familiar scent and the warm, maternal touch finally convinced Bronya that this wasn't some bizarre illusion.
Pulling back slightly, Bronya averted her eyes, her cheeks burning. "Mother, why... why are you dressed like this?"
It wasn't just Bronya. Silver Wolf and the others stood entirely dumbfounded. Was this relaxed, sun-kissed woman really the cold, autocratic, and terrifying Supreme Guardian they remembered?
Silver Wolf stared, her usual gamer composure cracking as she murmured, "Cocolia, your outfit... is so seductive..."
Cocolia didn't mind the stares in the slightest. She offered a calm, elegant smile. "I was just swimming and sunbathing with the others. It's only practical to dress like this."
Ren chimed in to educate his frozen-world guests. "This is called a swimsuit bikini. I suppose no one in Belobog goes swimming due to the seven-hundred-year cold snap, right? Do you want to try?"
The girls exchanged hesitant glances.
Lynx and Pela immediately lowered their heads, their faces burning with absolute shyness at the mere thought of exposing so much skin.
Silver Wolf, whose hand was currently laced with Ren's, turned a fierce shade of red. She tugged at his fingers, her voice pitching up. "This, this, this... what's the difference between wearing this and not wearing anything at all?!"
"Difference?" Ren tapped his chin, pretending to ponder the question very seriously before delivering his verdict. "The only difference is seductive versus more seductive."
Eventually, unable to decline the warm, persistent invitations, the Belobog crew finally experienced what it was like to enjoy a proper summer sunbath.
Naturally, Hook and the other children immediately bolted off to play beach games in the sand. Lynx and Pela, still too embarrassed for two-pieces, opted for highly conservative, navy-blue school swimsuits.
As the afternoon wore on, the initial awkwardness melted away. The newcomers began to relax, mingling and chatting with the other residents of the estate. Bronya and Cocolia retreated to a quiet spot, enjoying an undisturbed, heartfelt mother-daughter reunion.
"Why aren't you playing?"
Ren dropped down onto the warm sand, taking a seat beside a solitary figure.
"I... I'm not very familiar with them..." Seele mumbled, pulling her knees to her chest.
Ren turned his head, taking his time to observe her. Wearing a striking blue-purple bikini that perfectly accentuated her athletic, toned figure, Seele looked absolutely captivating. The sunlight caught the subtle curves of her waist and the smooth expanse of her thighs.
"Hey! Y-You, don't look at me with that kind of gaze!" Seele stammered, her face flushing a deep, furious red. She reached out, pressing her hands against his cheeks and trying to physically push his face away to block the fiery, appreciative stare that was making her incredibly shy.
Ren simply chuckled, catching her wrists and pulling her hands down. "It's such a waste for someone so beautiful to hide away without being admired."
"No way!" Seele snapped, though the compliment made her chest flutter happily. She still managed to glare at him fiercely. "Don't talk nonsense. How could I possibly be as beautiful as your female confidantes?"
As she spoke, a distinct hint of sourness leaked into her tone.
The 'female confidantes' she referred to were Utaha and the other gorgeous women lounging around the estate—women she barely knew. Even Seele, with all her stubborn Underworld pride, had to admit that every single girl here was stunningly beautiful, carrying their own unique, untouchable charm.
More than that, they all possessed terrifyingly powerful strength. Compared to them, Seele felt entirely ordinary. She didn't feel special here. She felt lost.
"What's wrong?" Ren's voice softened. He shifted closer, placing his right hand warmly over her bare, tender shoulder. "They are my women. Are you saying you aren't?"
He raised an eyebrow, a teasing glint returning to his eyes. "I kissed you before, and you didn't refuse. You were so active back then. Why are you suddenly acting so deflated now?"
"I'm not deflated!" Seele retorted instantly, her cheeks burning hotter.
Her tough exterior cracked, and she looked down at the sand. "I... I just don't know what you're thinking at all. It seems like you don't lack me."
She spoke her raw, honest feelings. No matter how she looked at it, surrounded by an army of perfect, overpowered beauties, she felt entirely unneeded.
"You're wrong." Ren's teasing demeanor vanished, replaced by absolute sincerity. "Seele, I need you."
He leaned in, forcing her to meet his gaze. He stared directly into her rainbow-colored eyes, ensuring she saw not a single trace of falsehood in his expression.
Seele felt her heart slam against her ribs. The intensity of his fiery gaze was almost too much to bear. She wanted to look away, to dodge the vulnerability of the moment, but Ren's grip on her shoulder held her firmly in place.
"So I want to hear your answer right now, Seele," Ren murmured, his voice low and magnetic. "Do you have feelings for me?"
Knowing she was completely cornered, Seele fell dead silent.
The silence stretched. The flush on her cheeks rapidly spread down her neck and across her collarbones. The pressure built up in her chest until she finally broke right through her own tsundere threshold.
"Of course I do!" Seele shouted, using all her strength to yell through her overwhelming embarrassment. "If I didn't, how could I possibly let you kiss me?! Idiot!"
Stare~
Her sudden, desperate shout instantly drew the gazes of nearly everyone on the beach.
"Seele, you did it," Natasha murmured from a nearby lounge chair, a deeply pleased, maternal smile gracing her lips.
Seeing Ren pull the flustered Seele into his embrace, their faces drawing dangerously close, Hook's eyes lit up with absolute wonder.
"Sister Natasha! Sister Seele and Big Brother Ren are going to kiss again!" Hook cheered, pointing excitedly.
"Hook, you're still a little too young for this~"
Before the little boss could witness the main event, Natasha scooped her up. Hook's wide eyes were abruptly plunged into darkness as Natasha pulled the little girl's face directly into her generous, ample cleavage.
"Wuwuwuwu!!!" (I can't breathe!!!) Hook muffled, flailing her tiny arms in protest against the soft imprisonment.
Under Ren's expert guidance, Seele's soft, trembling lips were once again captured. He kissed her deeply, savoring the sweet taste of her surrender. Then, without breaking the kiss, Ren simply waved his free hand.
In a flash of spatial energy, the two figures vanished from the beach entirely.
"Seele?!" Bronya gasped. She had been deep in conversation with Cocolia but had kept one eye on the unfolding drama. Seeing them disappear triggered her immediate alarm.
A calm, elegant hand rested over Bronya's, steadying her panic.
"Don't get excited," Cocolia said smoothly, taking a sip of her tropical drink as if she had seen this exact sequence of events a hundred times before. "Ren just went to have a more intimate exchange with Seele."
Bronya blinked, startled by her mother's nonchalance.
Then, her brain processed the specific phrasing of more intimate exchange.
In a matter of seconds, the young Supreme Guardian's face turned as violently red as a perfectly ripe apple.
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