At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

A deep sense of inferiority emanated from her, like a negative spiritual pressure, forcing Su Che to almost hold his breath.

"Sigh, well, it seems that I haven't been paying enough attention to you."

Su Che shook his head, acknowledging the troubles she was facing, and tried to offer an effective solution.

“Okay, Mikami, I won’t offer any empty words of comfort. I think saying things without doing them will only hurt your personality more, so it’s better to say nothing. Instead, I’m going to take action and use the rest of today to do something tangible with you.”

"!"

The girl was slightly startled by what she heard, "I can see it... I can touch it..."

She murmured those six words, lost in thought.

Immediately, her face began to turn red.

It's getting pinker and redder.

"?what's on your mind?"

Su Che's original intention was to take her to do some outdoor activities, spend a good day with her as her boyfriend, go through the usual date routine, and finally take her back.

Unexpectedly, as if struck by a sudden thought, she stood up, grasped his wrists with both hands, and extended an invitation to him in a completely unreserved manner—

"I was thinking, if you want to see and touch me, it's actually very easy... Come on, I haven't showered yet, why don't you come in with me?"

As she spoke, she began to pull and drag him toward the bathroom.

Su Che was dumbfounded, but in this moment of surprise, he had no reason to stop the girl in time.

This led to him being inexplicably dragged into the bathroom by Mikami Fubuki, and then, with a snap, locked inside.

“Senior, the theme of our date is to gather inspiration for you, and I'm willing to be 'visible and tangible' to you. So, while I'm showering later, whatever you want to gather inspiration for, I'm fine with it. Anyway… I'm just your tool. A tool only needs to be used by its owner; it doesn't need to have its own thoughts.”

As she spoke in a low voice, Mikami Fubuki slowly took off her pajamas, showing no restraint in front of Su Che.

Su Che tried several times to change her pessimistic viewpoint, but after thinking it over, he realized that he didn't actually have any right to help her change.

What I can do is undoubtedly cooperate with her, let her experience the sparks that fly when a "tool" is used, and let her know that a "tool" also has a unique sense of value and has a meaning in this family, and is not as redundant as she thinks.

"Okay, I hope you can come to terms with it."

As the sound of running water filled the bathroom, steam filled the entire glass of the doors and windows.

Su Che experienced Mikami Fubuki's extremely passive service and pandering. Despite his broken body, he regained some energy through this novel touch, which made him suddenly realize that Mikami possessed such healing abilities, which was completely different from other cats.

"Senior brother, what's wrong? I... am I alright?"

"...Of course you can. You're very capable."

"Huh? Very... sure, how so?"

In the misty air, Mikami Fubuki's face flushed.

She said coquettishly, "If you praise me for no reason, I'll take it as a joke."

"It wasn't without reason."

Su Che stroked her soft, smooth hair and, echoing her current mood, uttered some ambiguous words of love, "There aren't many people who can make me feel relaxed and even restore some of my strength, and Mikami, you are one of them."

"!"

The girl felt dizzy listening to this. "Senior brother, what do you mean...? Do you mean that I'm inexperienced and green, and that you can easily manipulate me?"

"No."

"Then, then, you mean... I... didn't give you any enjoyment at all, or even expend your energy, and I'm not worthy of letting you drink tea... is that right?"

"Not at all."

Su Che shook his head, then quickly realized, "Wait, how do you know about the medicinal tea?"

"Huh? In this house, the maids talk behind your back every day about things like, 'Did Master drink today?', 'How many drinks did you have?', 'Who did you drink with?', 'Who doesn't need to drink?', 'Only those who can drink three cups are qualified to be the mistress,' and so on... Even if I'm deaf, I can't possibly not hear them, right?!"

"..."

Su Che gritted his teeth, "I really need to control them. How dare they gossip behind my back."

"Hmph... Anyway, don't change the subject. Tell me quickly, is it because I have no experience that my senior brother dislikes me? If so, I can learn! In some fields, as long as I work hard, I can definitely learn from beginner to expert, just like in creative work. I can do it!"

"...Of course not."

Su Che regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth, because he felt that if this opportunity could give Mikami something to do, it wouldn't be a bad thing, and it might even help her regain her vitality...

Thinking of this, he suddenly changed the subject and said regretfully, "It's just that... if I could rise three more levels in this field... given time, surpassing the head maid and making me so deeply involved that I can't extricate myself... perhaps that wouldn't be impossible."

Stealing a glance at the girl's eyes that suddenly lit up, Su Che poured all his mischievous ideas onto her.

……

……

Chapter 325 Drug Rehabilitation.

Hua Leng stared blankly at the candid photos her mother had sent, sitting silently in front of the easel.

Hua Leng had long since noticed Tang Tang's little scheme.

I remember when I was little, my mother opened an art studio and hired a very talented teaching assistant. Because of her skills and strong ambition, my mother asked her to help teach students and earn extra money while she was interning.

Unfortunately, one time when I went to the art studio to see my mother, I suddenly noticed that the teaching assistant seemed to be glancing at me with strange eyes.

I went up to her and chatted with her briefly. I learned that she planned to study abroad and wanted to continue her career as an artist.

I offered her my blessings and shared my ID on the commissioning platform, telling her that she could contact me anytime if she had any questions.

Later, Tang Tang went abroad, perhaps to pursue her career, or perhaps to seek new knowledge. I heard nothing more from her until that day—

—【"Want to Defeat the Great Demon King Ari" has secretly followed you!】

As I am the top artist on the commissioning platform, it is essential for me to become a premium VIP member. Therefore, even if clients or peers are secretly following me, I can still see their information, stalk them, and analyze any useful information.

The moment you click on the "Want to Defeat the Great Demon King Ari" avatar, you can see that the other person's drawing skills are improving at a rocket speed, with different degrees of progress between each work, which is very obvious to you.

And the most terrifying thing is that the other party is as prolific as a sow...

I'm getting a draft or an order almost every two or three days, and the completion rate is incredibly high, which is starting to put pressure on me...

In such a dangerous situation, he naturally paid special attention to her, wanting to see if she could truly defeat him.

Sure enough, six months later, the ranking of the artist who wanted to "defeat the Great Demon King Yari" soared from outside the top 500 to the top 300, top 200, top 100... and finally reached the top 50 in the country, with Tianhai ranking second.

Such an achievement would inflate the ego of any artist, making them feel like they've reached godhood.

But she was different. On the day she received the official second-place badge, she suddenly posted a message to motivate herself, saying:

"Why is it that even though I'm already in second place, the gap between me and that woman is still like an insurmountable chasm?"

Am I not trying hard enough?

Or is it that talent determines the ceiling?

Sigh... If all else fails, I guess I'll just have to find a housekeeping company and work as a contracted maid from now on..."

The accompanying image is a meme of a crying bear, clearly showing that she is very troubled.

The comments below were all laughing and joking, and there were even accusations of sexual harassment.

"Little Demon King Teacher, how much does a maid cost? Give me a price, I want to rent one."

"I may not be able to afford to hire manuscripts, but I must be able to afford to hire maids, even if it means going bankrupt."

"Little Demon King Teacher, please post a picture. Don't rely on your talent. As they say, artists going into adult entertainment is the way to go. You've been working hard at drawing for over ten years. Why not just have a sudden inspiration and take a selfie showing off your figure in the mirror and soar to new heights?"

"The person upstairs is right. Artists must be beautiful to get traffic. Only with traffic can clients see your work and buy your paintings because of your looks, and commission you to create works."

Otherwise, there are plenty of male illustrators who are cheap and cost-effective. Even if you work hard, your productivity will limit you, and you won't be able to become a talent like the goddess!

On the platform, the term "goddess" generally refers to Ari, who is ranked No. 1, while "little demon king" refers to her, who is ranked second.

Seemingly unable to withstand the pressure of these rumors, the little devil did indeed release a photo one day—

Although the photos didn't show her face, her figure, leg shape, skin tone, and bouncy, shapely buttocks made Ari recognize her immediately—it seemed to be Tang Tang.

"Ugh."

Practicing Pilates and working out, Tang Tang's long-term self-discipline has allowed her to maintain a great figure.

Sure enough, as soon as her photos were released, the number of commissions surged to over a year's worth. Even if she only started writing within 30 minutes, she was overwhelmed with requests, and it was too late to delete the photos afterward.

Ari shook his head, feeling sorry for the young teaching assistant who was blinded by jealousy.

"Although I don't advocate the theory of a limit to talent, well... it's quite unexpected that he rose to the top in this way."

"Should I say it's the goddess of fortune descending upon me or something else? To be able to come to this family, to be able to go on dates with him so naturally, to be able to hold his hand and strut around in front of my mother... Tang Tang, Tang Tang... will you ever have such a glorious moment?"

Hua Leng leaned back in the soft chair, looking up at the ceiling of the room, a look of fatigue creeping onto her cool and flawless face.

Today is her special date.

But ever since she drew number 12, she has considered the event a "boring setup."

After all, if she really wanted to see her fiancé, she could have just asked directly or seduced him. There was no need to go through so much trouble and complicated procedures, like Tang Tang, who prayed for a meeting with him.

Her status at home is that of a fiancée, undoubtedly a top-tier (T0) position. Therefore, this lottery ranking can be directly interpreted as a scheme orchestrated by UU to deliberately target her.

"After dating for ten days in a row, he must be quite tired. So today I should try to help him relax and spend a relaxing afternoon with him."

Hua Leng's ideas are unique. She has already experienced everything she wanted to eat, want, and do, unlike Bai Qiao who has endless desires and is insatiable.

For Hua Leng, once she settles down her life's most important matter and becomes pregnant, then things like a sense of crisis will disappear.

In terms of demand, even a month-long CD release would be acceptable, since I have many other things to do. Even if I put down music and downplay my identity as a singer, I still need to solidify my artistic career, which requires an immeasurable amount of time and energy.

Let nature take its course.

She rubbed her sore shoulders and moved her body slightly.

Prolonged sitting without getting up and intense focus on painting left her in a sub-healthy state, both physically and mentally exhausted.

Even with such a busy schedule, she still takes two showers every day and takes good care of her body. Even at home, she makes sure she is always in her most beautiful state whenever Su Che sees her.

She doesn't mind the hassle of makeup, skincare, perfume, and hair washing and blow-drying. All of this is the capital to become a "goddess." Only by being exquisite can one resist aging and more easily fight against the wear and tear brought by the years.

Just as I was about to take a short nap to calm myself down, there was a knock on the door.

"Leng Leng, are you there? It's me."