Cat Princess and Human Knight

That night, Yi Yin lay on the thatched roof at the entrance of the cave. The weather was getting warmer, and the campfire in front of him was already getting quite hot.

The straw beneath him was also very warm. The blue cat butler, Green, had always been reluctant to see Yi Yin arrive, but his attitude changed after seeing the ten tons of corn.

Sure enough, thatch was laid out at the entrance of the cave, and firewood for the campfire was prepared in full. Every day, food, drink, and other necessities were provided without any shortage. It was a complete change from the previous indifference. What a snob!

Yi Yin shook his head. This anthropomorphic feline nature made him feel like he had come to Lilliput. The cats in this world weren't cats at all; they were practically a group of people dressed as cats.

Cat-like nature makes Yi Yin increasingly interested in this world, and he is even more excited about the upcoming knight tournament.

He was deep in thought when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are you thinking about that makes you so happy?"

Yi Yin answered instinctively.

"Imagine those cats wearing armor and fighting; it sounds like a lot of fun."

After he finished speaking, Yi Yin suddenly realized that there was a cave behind him, but no one was inside. Moreover, the voice was clear, pleasant, and very familiar.

He turned around and saw Illya, the Oath of Ice and Fire. Onyxia was standing behind him, smiling and observing his expression.

Yi-eun's expression shifted from surprise to horror, and finally to a fawning smile.

"Hello, beautiful lady! What brings you here today?"

Yi Yin had a smile plastered on his face, but he was terrified inside. This powerful woman had given him a lot of trouble, even burning off all the hair on her body, leaving her looking like a blue dragon.

Ilya couldn't help but burst out laughing as she watched Yi Yinchuan's dramatic change of expression.

Even though he was filled with fear, Yi-eun was still captivated by her beautiful smile and stared at her intently.

Ilya noticed Yi Yin's change and a secret joy welled up in her heart. She raised her palm, hooked her index finger, and a point of green light rose from her palm and pierced into Yi Yin's brow.

Subsequently, Yi-yin's hair began to grow wildly, and his skin improved. It was as if youthful vitality had returned to this lazy, sedentary man in an instant.

Yi-eun touched his newly grown thick hair and felt the surging youth within him, as if he had returned to his school days, when he had inexhaustible energy every day.

Yi Yin jumped up from the thatched roof and asked.

"Wow, this is amazing! What's wrong with me?"

Ilya walked to his side with a smile.

"This is the vitality I borrowed from a friend, and well, it looks much better now."

His hair has grown back, and he's been rejuvenated, shedding the lethargy of staying home. Combined with Yi-eun's delicate features, he looks quite handsome.

When Ilya was born, the human race had already stagnated due to a lack of males. She had hardly ever seen a man and did not know how to get along with men.

She's like a model student raised under exam-oriented education; she doesn't know how to dress up, doesn't understand men, doesn't know how to interact with the opposite sex, and only knows how to bury herself in her studies.

Springtime has returned, but it's just a physiological recovery. However, Ilya is completely clueless about how women and men should communicate.

All she knew was that the seven-day spring tide had made her impatient, and as soon as it ended, she came to his door without hesitation.

Using Astraea, the green light given by Yongge restored Yi Yin's hair. Beneath Ilya's seemingly calm exterior, her heart was pounding.

What should I say? What should I do? This is so awkward.

Yi Yin looked at the silent Ilya and felt a chill in his heart. He didn't know what this powerful woman was thinking, but he knew that if she was unhappy, she could destroy the entire manor at any time.

"Touching his head," Yi Yin said.

"Miss Ilya, please have a seat."

Your friend is quite generous, even willing to lend you their life force. So, do you expect them to pay you back later?

The two sat down side by side, and Ilya smiled.

"If anyone's going to pay it back, it'll be me. What are you worried about?"

The magical runes on Ilya's body were translucent, and the silver and gold runes on her left and right halves appeared even more strange, mysterious, and powerful when viewed up close.

Seeing the evasive look in Yi Yin's eyes, Ilya blinked, and the magic markings on her body gradually faded away, revealing her fair and delicate skin, just like a young girl in the prime of her youth.

But her eyes were still blue and gold, and her silver-white hair had blue tips, making her far more gorgeous and beautiful than an ordinary girl.

With such a beautiful and mysterious young woman sitting next to him, even if Yi Yin was afraid, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.

Men, huh.

Yi Yinqian said with a smile.

"Thank you. I'm so sorry to have troubled you with such a small thing as my hair. Actually, my hair has started to grow a bit these past few days."

"By the way, what brings you here today?"

As Yi-yin continued rambling on and on about nothing, Ilya beside him grew increasingly impatient.

She was already overwhelmed by the spring tide, and with the scent of Yi Yin on her nose, she said absentmindedly.

"Of course I came here specifically to see you. Did you think I came just to watch these kittens fight pointlessly?"

Ilya's words immediately displeased Yi Yin, this nerdy guy, and he retorted directly.

"Although you may think these kittens are indeed weak and helpless little animals, they are truly fighting for their feline lives, which I think is very meaningful."

Seeing Yi Yin's suddenly stern face, Ilya suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"You yelled at me because of these cats?"

Yi Yin pursed his lips.

"I'm not yelling at you, I'm just being reasonable."

Ilya frowned, her blue-gold eyes revealing a hint of grievance.

Ever since attacking Yi Yin, she had been preoccupied with this man, even going so far as to go to Astraea to beg that gossipy woman, Yong Ge, to restore the vitality of Yi Yin's hair.

She, Ilya. Onyxia, had never put such effort into anyone in her life. Not even her two own sisters had ever been treated with such care, nor had she ever felt such anxious anticipation.

Seeing Yi Yin lecturing her with a stern face, Ilya felt a feeling she had never experienced before—an indescribable sense of grievance.

I wanted to spend happy times with you, all I wanted was your attitude, but you're giving me all this high-sounding advice. Go hang out with those cats!

Ilya felt increasingly aggrieved, so she suddenly stood up and walked straight out.

Yi Yin then realized that the woman in front of him was someone who could destroy the world with a mere gesture, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat and wanted to slap himself twice.

This kind of strong woman is not to be trifled with; you should just appease her. Why be so clumsy as to offend her?

Ilya rushed out of the cave with her head down, glanced back at Yi Yin who was still standing there in a daze, and felt even more resentful, thinking that he didn't even say a kind word.

Yi Yin, that shut-in, had no idea what a woman wanted. He just watched helplessly as Ilya was about to leave, but his mouth was as if it were sewn shut, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The woman didn't want to leave, and the man didn't know how to keep her, so the two were immediately frozen in an awkward situation.

After a long pause, Ilya gritted her teeth. Having never understood men's hearts, she eventually reverted to her usual willful and capricious manner.

Her blue and gold eyes widened, and a huge curtain was drawn back behind her. Ice flames danced in the crystal-clear light, blurring the outside world and creating a frosted effect.

The light barrier separated the inside from the outside, and a huge silk ribbon sewn from spider silk appeared on the thatch where Yi Yin had just been lying, floating down onto the thatch and rippling like a waterbed.

Ilya walked towards Yi Yin step by step, while Yi Yin retreated step by step until he finally retreated to the side of the straw cloth.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"What am I going to do? I'm going to do you, of course!"

Ilya's eyes were filled with desire. Seven days of passion had already driven her to the brink of madness. Yi Yin's straight-laced words had ignited her anger, and now she was determined to go all the way.

At this moment, looking at Yi Yin who was tightly covering his silk robe with his hands, Ilya sneered and pointed her finger. The silk robe, which she had made, disappeared without a trace.

Standing in front of the flustered Yi Yin, Ilya stepped forward to kiss him, but could only open her mouth to envelop Yi Yin's lips.

Her domineering demeanor was followed by her naive and ignorant actions, leaving Yi-eun at a loss.

Having watched countless films in his past life, Yi Yin now uses the scenes from those films to slowly teach Ilya how to kiss.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Having only read about kissing in books, Ilya experienced the joy of kissing for the first time, her face flushed. However, Yoshihiro spoiled the mood and asked...

"You don't know how to kiss?"

Feeling underestimated, Ilya blushed even more. Not to be outdone, she snorted and shoved Yi Yin to the ground, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Nonsense!"