I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

"Anyway, thank you for giving me this opportunity to work in the castle... If you need a massage, please feel free to call me anytime."

After the massage, the young woman stood up and bowed to Fingel, her purple bangs hanging down... The valley even made Fingel recover slightly from his sage-like state.

"Is this... okay? Uh, no, okay then."

Fingel paused for a moment, instinctively feeling that not paying seemed a bit wrong. He was a civilized man and never paid without a fee. But then it suddenly occurred to him—what the hell am I supposed to pay? This is another world! This is my maid, why would I pay her anything!

Isn't it normal for him to serve his employer?

So I readily agreed.

"boom!"

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, revealing another elderly maid.

"Lord Fingel, Lord Aura said that you can continue tomorrow."

? ?

Fingel was so frightened that he sat up abruptly and scrambled away from this nightmarish place... He needed to find a way to suppress this kind of thing!

Oh, right... blue tea! Blue tea!

Black tea can enhance sexual desire, while blue tea has the exact opposite effect!

If you continue to be exploited, you will die!

The maids were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Chapter 74: Blue Flower Tea to Reduce Sexual Desire (Edited)

Chapter 74: Blue Flower Tea to Reduce Libido

A few days later, in his study, Fingel was carefully preparing his secret formula:

[A Doctor's Blue Tea]

[Effects: Reduces desires, promotes calmness and tranquility]

[Recipe: Blue flowers imbued with magic...]

He was incredibly grateful that before Flame left, she had helped him cultivate some plants using magic that made flowers grow, including this blue flower—he had obtained some special seeds that were quite difficult to cultivate.

I thought I'd never need something like this in my life! After all, he calls himself Captain America, and I could do this all day long.

"High-end foods are often made using simple processes..."

"Let's leave it at that for now..."

"And then...it worked!"

The blue chrysanthemum tea in the porcelain cup emitted a faint steam, its pale blue petals unfurling in the water like fairies dancing in the morning mist. The tea was clear and bright, with a few petals floating among them, emitting a delicate and elegant fragrance—he glanced vaguely at the shadowy figure floating in the teacup, and it seemed as if a flat-chested, emotionless beauty had appeared.

Yes, I'm talking about you, Yukinoshita. Your bust size is the kind that can calm people down.

Fingel picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

"Ah~!"

That's it, that's the taste, like the tranquil feeling of the ocean.

"Lord Fingel, can these blue flowers be used to make tea?"

The purple-haired married woman stood aside and asked curiously. Recently, she had become Fingel's personal maid, which had raised her status. Some of the other maids even said that she was probably Fingel's next lover, and that the nobleman had developed a fondness for married women.

Her name was Allen, or was it Fifi? I can't remember. Nobody cared, including Fingel himself. He just saw her as another pretty foot masseuse. Anyway, he was a guardian of all the foot masseuses in the world.

"Whoo~"

Fingel didn't answer her question, but instead told her a strange story.

"Have you ever heard of lionesses in nature? Although male lions are usually dominant, some rather subtle phenomena can occur when they enter estrus."

I don't understand at all.

The maid shook her head. She had heard of lions before; they seemed to be some kind of monster.

“Sigh.” Fingel sighed, his expression turning bitter. “They have to train the male lion dozens of times a day, but lions aren’t gods who can work forever, so the lionesses will chase after him and bite his testicles to force him to train.”

"Huh? Is that really true?" The purple-haired married maid feigned surprise and covered her mouth, though she wasn't actually very interested.

"Why-------!"

Fingel let out a long sigh.

That's how I feel right now. To be honest, it's really enjoyable, getting both hands-on and verbal interaction, but... nobody can handle working every day, right?

When a hobby becomes a job, it becomes painful. Writing novels is the same as being a male prostitute. It can be fun if you do it occasionally, but when you have to face your lovely customers every day and have to type with your back trembling, it feels quite terrifying. There is a kind of beauty in being drained by your readers.

But that's just how it is for Fingel, a writer who once flopped. He's really done for. It was supposed to be a happy occasion, everyone was having a good time... so why did it turn out like this?

I forgot the details earlier, but in short, even with all our efforts, we couldn't win.

"boom!"

The door was pushed open, and Fingel instinctively shuddered. Was it coming?

It's Awula.

Aura emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, water droplets still dripping from her hair, the rising steam tinging her slightly flushed skin.

Her bathrobe collar was slightly open, and her damp blonde hair clung to her neck, giving her a languid yet alluring aura.

He had probably just finished showering—so he came to find Fingel again.

And now, scrolling words are hanging above her head.

[Fingal... he's getting lazier and lazier. What 'he'll die'... he's not dead yet, is he?]

Aura pursed her lips, a slight smile playing on her lips; she was feeling a bit hungry.

Surprisingly, she found it to be quite good.

“Wait! Lady Aura, this is a gift for you—a special blue flower tea. Would you like to try it first?” Fingel’s face darkened tactfully. He took a few steps forward and stood behind the female demon, pushing her to sit down in a chair. “This is something I prepared carefully for you.”

[Aura has mild doubts about you]

[Keywords for increasing favorability...]

[Implantation successful]

[Affection Level: 301 (Friendship or higher)]

"I don't really understand what's so good about this stuff..." Aura was getting a little impatient, so she tried to stand up again, ordering, "Hurry up, right here..."

[This is so annoying. All I do is use my body. You're so useless.]

"That woman."

Aura pointed at the purple-haired woman, frowning slightly. This woman... didn't look too pleasing to the eye either.

"Yes, what are your orders, Lord Aura?"

The maid responded wholeheartedly.

"Hold him down."

Aura gave the orders without any politeness.

!!!

He was getting anxious.

"Wait, wait! Don't panic, Lord Aura, is it really not going to work...?!"

Fingel was really losing his temper. Ever since entering the special phase, Aura's demands had been like an abyss that never stopped.

As for an explanation? The maids thought it was just a romantic pastime for the nobles, and Fingel couldn't explain it either. Every time such a thing was mentioned, Aura would just say, "Ah, that's perfect, speaking of which..." How could that be explained?

Besides, this might not even solve the problem. If the truth is found out, you'll still have to cooperate, which will be even more tiring! At least we're in the stage where we're taking initiative, right?

Unless Aura's physique gradually becomes more human-like... but that's almost impossible, isn't it?

The thought of it sends chills down my spine.

"Please have a seat first, and try the black tea I've carefully prepared... That might help you feel a little less anxious."

Fingel pressed down hard on Aura's shoulder, then held the teacup by the handle with one hand against her cheek and brought it to her lips.

[Aura has slight doubts about your behavior...]

"Huh? Why...?"

Before Aura could react, the tea was already at his lips.

"Here, let me help you."

Fingel's expression was almost distorted; the king descended from the sky, his eyes blazing with fury!

"I... Waaaaaah!!!"

Left with no other choice, Aura had to drink it. The moment she drank it, her eyes widened in shock—this bastard gave me boiled water!

"Drink up! Lord Aura! Drink up! Drink more!"

Drink up! Drink up! Why won't you drink, you son of a bitch!

You can use it! You can use it!

"drink!"

Grabbing Aura's head with one hand while frantically pouring tea into her mouth, looking like a harlot, Fingel was determined to calm this woman down today.

This change was also for revenge. Do you take me for some kind of rich woman who's being exploited?

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

"You... gurgle gurgle!"

"!!!"

Haha!

Fingel was overjoyed.

The scalding hot water flowed down Awula's throat, burning inside as if scraped by a knife, causing her to break out in a few drops of sweat from the pain.

It's so hot!

[This guy... is trying to scald me to death? Damn it... no, is he trying to get revenge on me?]

Aura's face turned red from holding back her drink. When she had drunk enough, Fingel released her grip and slapped the porcelain cup away, sending it crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces.

"boom!"

This frightened the purple-haired woman and maid standing nearby, who kept their distance, afraid of provoking these two madmen.

"Ahem, you want..."

Aura coughed twice, clutching his throat with a grim expression... Damn it, I'm definitely not going to let this guy off easily this time!

Just as she was about to question him, a strange feeling welled up inside her.

"what?"

The tea on the table reflected her gradually relaxing brows. Then she remembered that back then she was very weak and could only hide in a cave to rest in order to avoid monsters.

Outside the cave, a fierce snowstorm raged, with snowflakes and cold wind whistling in. Aula simply huddled in a corner, watching the firewood burning not far away, and that warm memory... returned after many years.

Gradually, Aura's mindset calmed down without her realizing it, and even the discomfort of her estrus period was suppressed. She just sat in the chair for a while, and even the words on her head stopped scrolling.

It tastes really good...

'You thief!'

‘Success! ’

"Do you feel much better now? Come on, Allen, give Awula a back massage."

Seeing Aura's demeanor change from frantic to calm, Fingel breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject.

"Ok."

The married maid quickly dressed and went to massage Aura... Just as she had said, her skills were excellent, and Aura gradually relaxed, leaning her shoulders back on the chair.

Then he smiled at Aura.