The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

Although March 7th, that little fool, had already had a long, dedicated conversation with Luo Ning, March 7th was not as carefree as her sister Belloberg was those days.

Ultimately, she is still a naive little girl who has awakened from the ice. It is normal that she cannot accept it for a while when she suddenly sees her beloved sister Himeko doing such crazy things to her young brother Luo Ning in the bathroom.

[System: Target Himeko's directional intentions: "Observation," "Reminiscence," "Possession"...interspersed with a subtle scrutiny.]

She noticed his arrival, looked up, and smiled in a perfect arc. "Good morning, Luo Ning. Did you sleep well last night?"

Her voice was as gentle as ever, but there was something else in her beautiful eyes—a deep, possessive look, as if she were looking at something private.

Luo Ning didn't answer, but simply walked to the sofa opposite her and sat down. Just then, the train's announcement system came on.

It was Pam's slightly childlike, businesslike voice.

"Please have Pioneer Lonin come to the commander's cabin immediately. I repeat, please have Pioneer Lonin come to the commander's cabin immediately."

Himeko paused for a moment, her fingers holding the coffee cup tightening slightly.

Luo Ning stood up and walked towards the commander's cabin. The door to the commander's cabin was tightly closed.

He pushed open the door, and there stood the little train conductor, Pam, with his back to him, in front of a huge star map screen. "Lock the door, Pam."

Pam didn't turn around, her voice devoid of emotion. Lonin did as she was told.

With a click, the room was completely isolated from the outside world.

“Luoning, this train conductor needs to check your physical condition, Pa.”

Pam turned around, her small figure appearing particularly serious against the backdrop of the enormous light screen.

"The train's core monitoring system detected violent and abnormal fluctuations in the energy within your body, Pa. These fluctuations are even affecting the stable operation of the train, Pa."

It waddled over to Luo Ning, its short legs carrying it step by step, and placed its furry little hand on his chest. [System detected unknown energy...]

[System energy source analysis... Source: Starbow Train core... Data comparison in progress. "Sure enough, Pa."]

Pam withdrew her hand, her tone becoming serious.

"Your body is like a black hole, frantically absorbing things that don't belong to you, Pa. Belloberg was like that, and last night... too, Pa."

It mentioned last night.

Luo Ning's heart sank.

“I saw it on March 7th, and I, the train conductor, also saw it, Pa.”

Pam tilted her head back, and her innocent, large eyes revealed a depth that seemed incongruous with her appearance.

“But don’t worry, Pa. The train conductor called you here not to hold you accountable, but to tell you a secret, I’m afraid.” He glanced around to confirm the room’s absolute privacy.

"Because of your evolution, this train conductor has also been able to awaken a part of himself from his long slumber, Pam." As soon as he finished speaking, a soft golden halo emanated from Pam's body.

The light wasn't dazzling; instead, it carried a warm and sacred aura, completely enveloping its small body. Within the light, its outline began to undergo astonishing changes.

The body was incredibly elongated, the limbs became slender yet powerful, and the once round torso stretched out into graceful curves. The light gradually faded.

Standing before Luo Ning was no longer the mascot-like train conductor, but a tall, elegant, and mature woman.

She had long, smooth, light blonde hair, and retained her adorable, fluffy ears, as well as a delicate, small train conductor's hat worn askew.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, almost otherworldly. Her golden, vertical pupils, carrying a hint of laziness and scrutiny, were sizing up the boy before her. She wore a modified train conductor's uniform; the white shirt accentuated her ample bosom, and beneath her black skirt were two...

Her long, straight legs were encased in black stockings.

A faint fragrance, seemingly emanating from the depths of the stars, replaced the room's original scent. [System: Warning! High-energy life form detected!]

[System life form analysis...spiritual body...energy aggregate with extremely low information...defining divine remnant.] Luo Ning was completely stunned.

The scene before him was beyond his comprehension.

The woman extended a slender, white finger and gently lifted Luo Ning's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

Her fingertips were slightly cool, yet carried an irresistible force. "Nice to meet you, my dear pioneer."

Her voice was no longer the childlike "Pam" tone, but a magnetic, mature, and melodious contralto.

“You can call me Pam, or… the Spirit of the Train.” A playful smile curved her lips.

"I am not a living being, but rather an existence born from the fusion of the remnant of the pioneering will of Archivist Akivili upon his fall and the core of the Star Train. That little guy you usually see is merely an energy-saving form of me, used to conserve energy and maintain the train's basic operation."

She leaned closer, her warm breath brushing against Luo Ning's cheek. "And now, like this..."

Her golden vertical pupils gleamed with undisguised desire.

It can only briefly manifest itself "at the energy core of the train, when it resonates deeply with the energy of a certain pioneer." Your body, your system, and the energy you draw from those women are like a key that unlocked my lock.

Her hand slid down Luo Ning's chin, along his neck, across his chest, and finally rested on his lower abdomen. "Truly... an amazing energy core, Pa."

She picked up a cute verbal tic again, but the aggressiveness in her tone only increased.

"Such a small body harbors such immense pioneering power. That woman, Himeko, really gave you a good boost."

Luo Ning's body tensed up at her aggressive caresses.

“As the train conductor, I have an obligation to check and safeguard passengers’ special travel arrangements, don’t I?” She leaned down and whispered in Luo Ning’s ear.

"Let me see what kind of pioneering power can awaken me from my slumber. Let me... personally perform the deepest and most thorough energy calibration for you."

Golden light enveloped the two of them once again.

The lock on the commander's compartment door made an even tighter, more solid sound as it was sealed shut.

The starry river outside the window seemed to become even more dazzling because of everything that was happening in the room.

Chapter 196 The Storm Through the Crack in the Door

The bathroom door lock made a slight "click" sound, followed by the splashing sound of water being forced open.

The ripped silk shirt lay on the wet floor, the burgundy fabric instantly soaked through, turning a dull color. The scene in the mirror was completely out of control.

Himeko was panting heavily, sweat trickling down her flushed cheeks and dripping onto the gleaming sink.

That false facade of "hypnosis," along with her usual elegance and composure, was shattered by the boy's barbaric and chaotic actions.

She had always thought she was in control, a guide.

But when that small, burning hot body pressed against her completely, when that firmness that didn't belong to a child attacked her most vulnerable spot, an unprecedented torrent mixed with shame and unfamiliarity instantly overwhelmed all her preconceived notions.

She succumbed. Then came the counterattack.

The instincts that originated deep within a mature woman's body and had been suppressed for many years erupted completely at this moment.

Luo Ning felt an overwhelming force lift him up. His feet left the ground, and his back slammed heavily against the cold tile wall.

[System: Warning! Encountering a strong physical impact.] [System: Activating passive skill - Body of Impact Dissipation.]

[System impact force analysis...converting...conversion complete.]

The physical pain was instantly relieved by most of it, replaced by a tingling sensation as if enveloped by a powerful force. Himeko pinned Luo Ning against the wall, completely seizing control.

Her lips were no longer tentative, but rather punitive, fiercely sealing his mouth.

The rich aroma of coffee mingled with her unique scent, domineeringly invading all his senses. With one hand, she easily twisted Luo Ning's hands behind his back and pinned them against the wall above his head.

The other hand roamed freely over his body, igniting one unfamiliar flame after another.

His body, that of an eight-year-old child, was as fragile as a delicate doll before her, completely at her mercy. [System: High-intensity energy interaction detected.]

[System: Target Himeko's emotional index: "Excitement" 92%, "Shame" 78%, "Desire to Conquer" 98%...] [System: Energy extraction efficiency increased by 200%.]

A vast, pure energy of desire flowed continuously into Luo Ning's body through their tightly pressed skin.

The heat that had just been suppressed by the fish soup now surged through his body with even greater intensity. It was a completely new experience.

Unlike the women in Bellberg's stories who either probed, controlled, or brutally demanded things from her, Bellberg's women were different.

Himeko's desires are vibrant, burning, and imbued with the spirit of destruction and rebirth.

She was as if she were pioneering a completely new star field, declaring her sovereignty in the most primitive and savage way. Luo Ning endured the attack under the effect of "Force Reduction".

He stopped pretending, abandoned all resistance, his body completely softened, and surrendered himself entirely to this all-encompassing expansion. His submission seemed to further stimulate Himeko.

She lowered him off the wall, then turned him around, placing her hands on the cold sink, and took him from behind again. "So thirsty..."

March 7th, yawning and with her eyes wide open, walked out of her room. "Pam, is there any iced shaken strawberry sauce left on the train?"

"Pam! I have Pam! I, the train conductor, will take you to the galley to get Pam!"

The young train conductor, with his short legs, followed beside the girl, diligently fulfilling his dual responsibilities of night patrols and meeting the needs of passengers.

The corridor was quiet, save for the sound of their footsteps and the faint whistle of the train running smoothly. "Strange."

March 7th stopped when passing the Al-Qaeda.

"Did you hear anything, Pam?"

“Pam heard it, Pam. It sounds like… water?”

Pam tilted her fluffy head. "It's not just the sound of water."

On March 7th, she listened intently, her pink hair falling beside her ear. The voice was very faint, deliberately suppressed, and intermittent.

There were also some... strange, sticky sounds. "Is that Himeko-neechan? Is she taking a bath in there?" March Seven's curiosity was piqued.

"It's so late, could it be that the water pipe is broken and she's fixing it?"

She tiptoed to the door and tried to peek through the narrow crack.

“March, no, Pam! That’s impolite, Pam!” Pam whispered from the side.

But on March 7th, the eyes were already glued on.

The view through the crack in the door was narrow and dimly lit, only revealing the sink and a corner of the mirror opposite.

Then, she saw it. She saw Himeko, her older sister.

Himeko, who was always elegant and composed, even her coffee-drinking posture was like a painting, was now facing away from the door. Her signature military jacket was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a white undershirt that was soaked with water and clung tightly to her body.

Her long hair was disheveled, with a few wet strands sticking to her neck and cheeks. She was gripping the sink tightly with both hands, and her whole body was trembling violently.

And in front of her, completely enveloped by her, was a small, bare back. It was Luo Ning.

March 7th's pupils contracted instantly.

She saw Himeko thrusting her hips, in a wild and primal manner she had never seen before, towards the child...

The image reflected in the mirror made her heart almost stop beating; she saw Luo Ning's face.

That small face, which always carried a hint of timidity and innocence, now held no pain, but rather an expression of fascination and ecstasy. His hands hung limply at his sides, his body swaying back and forth with Himeko's movements, like a soulless puppet.

An uncontrollable groan came from inside the door, clearly reaching March Seven's ears. It was Himeko's voice.

The sound was filled with pain and...pleasure that she couldn't comprehend—

My mind went completely blank on March 7th.

She jerked back, covering her mouth tightly with both hands to prevent a scream from escaping her throat.

How could this be? How is this possible?

Himeko-neechan...is talking to Rakunin...

That image was like a red-hot branding iron, fiercely seared onto her retina, lingering there. She had always thought that Himeko's kindness towards Luo Ning was the kind of love and care a mature woman would show to a child. But everything before her eyes completely overturned her understanding.

This isn't taking care of someone; it's clearly... it is.

She couldn't even find a suitable word to describe this crazy, absurd scene. "March? What's wrong with you? Are you scared?"

Seeing March 7th's pale face and trembling body, Pam also went closer and peeked through the crack in the door. Then, it fell silent.

The young train conductor stood quietly by the door, watching the ongoing storm raging through the crack in the door.

It made no sound, did not stop, and showed no surprise.

However, its round, furry body began to emit a faint, warm golden halo. The halo was soft, flickering in the dim corridor, as if recording something, or perhaps tacitly approving something.

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Chapter 197 The Train Conductor's Secret Form

The train the following morning was filled with an unusual tranquility.