Absolutely legitimate Star Iron, I've awakened the Underworld System?

　Bai Qiong remained silent for a moment, then finally sighed and nodded: "Alright, I promise you."

　However, you should never do anything to hurt a girl.

　This is Baiqiong's bottom line.

　To date, all his actions have been carried out with the other party's consent...

　A relieved smile appeared on Kafka's face, as if a great weight had finally been lifted from her heart. She gently patted Bai Qiong's shoulder, her tone light: "Now, it's my turn to ask questions..."

　"Do you have any questions for me?"

　Bai Qiong paused for a moment, then nodded.

　Kafka rested her chin on her hand, a hint of anticipation in her eyes, as if she were hiding some secret: "My question is... do you still want to do this kind of thing with me in the future?"

　"this……?"

　Bai Qiong's face flushed instantly, and he stammered, unable to speak.

　Isn't this question beyond the scope of the curriculum? (Novel Group 6*;4)

　Just as he was struggling with how to start the conversation...

　"Alright, you're not allowed to answer!" 8457*

　Kafka suddenly interrupted him, her tone playful, "Because you told the truth last time, your next answer will definitely be a lie, right? You little fool will definitely follow the rules of the game just like me."

　After listening, I'll definitely know the answer to the question. But... any mother would be heartbroken to hear her child lie to her. So, you're not allowed to answer!

　"You... how can you do this? You asked me but won't let me answer, what's going on?"

　Bai Qiong's eyes widened, her tone filled with helplessness and protest.

　"Just consider it a foul on my part!"

　Kafka chuckled, a sly glint in her eyes. "I have to break the rules sometimes, you know. If you're not happy about it..."

　She suddenly leaned close to Bai Qiong's ear, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of teasing, "Go ahead and bully me! Weren't you being pretty fierce when you were bullying Mom just now? Hmm?"

　"You woman..."

　Bai Qiong's face instantly turned red to her ears, and she stammered, unable to speak. In the end, she could only sigh helplessly, "I really can't do anything with you."

　"Hehe, alright, it's getting late, you should go back now, don't keep the little one sleeping next to you waiting too late."

　Kafka interlaced her fingers, looking at Bai Qiong expectantly, her tone slightly teasing, "By the way? Is she pretty? Is she my first daughter-in-law? Or is she not the first?"

　possible……

　This isn't the first one!

　However, Bai Qiong dared not say this.

　"Alright, that's enough! I'm leaving, okay? I'm scared of you..."

　Bai Qiong's lips twitched, he shook his head helplessly, and turned to leave the room.

　"Wait, take this. It's... proof of the first time we did something wrong."

　Kafka picked up the handcuffs that Shirakura had used to restrain her and threw them into Shirakura's arms.

　"No... why are you giving me this?" Bai Qiong asked, somewhat puzzled.

　"If there's a chance, let's use it again next time... Maybe we can get one that's not so tight? Your movements were a bit too big just now, and this made my hand hurt a little."

　Kafka rubbed her wrist and said in a deliberately aggrieved tone.

　Bai Qiong's lips twitched slightly before he put the handcuffs, still warm from Kafka's body, into his pocket.

　"Okay, I understand. I'll bring a better one next time... Wait, why did I just agree to a next time?!"

　"Because... our A-Qiong never knows how to hide herself from her mother."

　Kafka gently patted Shirakami's head.

　"Alas!"

　Bai Qiong pouted, but still let Kafka gently stroke her.

　"Go on, go on...see you next time."

　Kafka removed her hand from Shirakami's forehead and then waved goodbye to her.

　"goodbye!"

　Bai Qiong immediately turned and left without looking back.

　He was afraid that if he left any later, Kafka would hear his restless heart pounding.

　……

　The night was deep, and the moonlight shone brightly on the quiet path. Under the moonlight, the shadows of two rows of ancient trees were scattered in a pleasing pattern, as if whispering about the impending farewell.

　A breeze swept through the room, bringing a touch of coolness and carrying away the lingering smell of the battle.

　Kafka casually picked up the stockings she had taken off earlier and wiped the marks off the table.

　She walked out the door and watched Bai Qiong walk away until his figure gradually shrank and finally disappeared around the corner of Taipusi Alley.

　Even though Bai Qiong had been gone for a long time, Kafka still stood in front of the door, watching quietly, her eyes deep, lost in thought.

　And so, quite a while passed...

　Blade walked slowly out of the room, his expression as cold and stern as ever.

　He twisted his neck and loosened his muscles, his bones cracking and popping.

　After confirming that there was nothing wrong with her body, Blade turned to look at Kaffa and asked in a calm tone, "Hey, Kaffa, can I go now?"

　"Hmm, the 'Demon Body' is temporarily suppressed. Avoid excessive stimulation and seeing familiar people, and there shouldn't be any problems."

　Kafka nodded, her tone carrying a hint of warning.

　"I'm sorry, Kaffa, I'm afraid I can't agree to that."

　Hearing this, Ren shook his head, a resolute look in his eyes: "There is someone... someone I owe a lot to, I need to go see him."

　Kafka paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Then it's up to you. Anyway, Eriol hasn't said anything about what will happen next."

　Blade nodded, preparing to leave, when suddenly, he looked at Kafka's thighs, now free of stockings, and seemed to realize something...

　He frowned and asked, "No, Kaffa... did you really do that with that kid?"

　Kafka shrugged helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. Our naive savior needs a lot of stepping stones, and I'm just one of them. It's not like I haven't tried to resist. The first time I couldn't control him with my words, I resigned myself to my fate."

　"I met that kid once later. He seemed to have the sense of justice of a fantasy protagonist. Are you sure he can do what Elio predicted?" Blade asked with a hint of doubt.

　“He will do it. I’ve already warned him to be a little bad. He’s always listened to me before, and he will continue to do so…”

　Kafka was at that moment pulling up the zipper of her boots halfway up with one hand, while the other hand was touching her chest—

　Like Bai Qiong, her heart, which hadn't calmed down for a long time, was still pounding.

　She had actually heard Bai Qiong's heartbeat a long time ago; a mother knows her child best.

　"If he really does, I hope he'll remember you. According to Elio, you're just one of his countless women."

　Ren chuckled, "He might forget about you as soon as he turns around, since he doesn't even remember anything from before."

　Kafka recalled Shirakami's behavior at the table just now...

　Although Bai Qiong said a lot of vulgar things at the time, called her a sow, and did a lot of excessive things, she still has some physical pain.

　But Kafka knew that he was just putting on an act to hide his inner nervousness.

　In essence, Bai Qiong was still a shy young man. Having spent so much time with her before, Kafka knew his character all too well!

　Such a virgin boy...

　It's the easiest to handle~

　"He will remember me..."

　Kafka murmured softly, "No matter what kind of woman he meets in the future, I will always be... his most special one."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Strange-Tasting Coffee

　Star Dome Train.

　Himeko called March 7th to the carriage.

　"March, come sit here."

　Himeko pointed to the sofa opposite her, her tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

　“Here I am, Himeko.”

　March 7th walked over somewhat awkwardly, and as soon as she sat down, she found Walter there, holding his cane with both hands and looking at her with a serious expression.

　His gaze, peering through his glasses, carried a scrutinizing quality, making March 7's heart skip a beat and instantly tense up.

　Her small hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

　Seeing this, Himeko smiled slightly, got up and walked to the coffee machine next to her, skillfully pouring a cup of coffee for March 7.

　The aroma of coffee filled the air, carrying a slightly bitter taste.

　"Don't be nervous, March, we're just chatting casually."

　Himeko handed the coffee to March Seven in a relaxed tone, trying to ease her anxiety.

　March 7th trembled as she took the coffee, took a small sip, and felt the familiar bitter taste spread across her tongue, but there seemed to be a strange flavor mixed in with it.

　She frowned, a hint of doubt in her mind, but quickly understood.

　Perhaps Himeko's coffee just had a strange taste, but she didn't think much of it at the moment.

　“Little March,” Walter spoke, his voice low and serious, like the prelude to some kind of trial, “we just want to ask you, recently… have you been in a relationship with White Sky?”

　March 7th's body trembled violently, and she nearly dropped the coffee cup in her hand. She looked up, her eyes filled with panic, and her lips trembled as she stammered, "I...we..."

　"Has Bai Qiong been sleeping in your room lately?"