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"Team Leader, Team Leader, you look so comfortable, even more charming than before... Is it because the CEO's skills are so good? Or have you finally found love, Team Leader?"

……

"I have no love for that scumbag woman whatsoever! She just wants my body!"

Su Lina could ignore what her girlfriends said, but the comment that she was "nourished by love" was the one she couldn't stand. Forcing herself to snap out of her dazed state, she angrily rebuked them:

"I'm a woman with a boyfriend! Even though he's dead... My relationship with that scumbag was just a charade, I was only using her, you're not allowed to talk nonsense!"

"Oh~~~~"

The girls' drawn-out tones clearly indicated their disbelief, and their voices sounded perfunctory.

One of the girls quickly added with a mischievous grin:

"Speaking of which, the CEO's fiancé died not long ago... So, wouldn't the CEO, who lost her fiancé, and the group leader, who lost her boyfriend, be a perfect match?"

"Haha...yes!" xN

The girls first teased and laughed, then another girl said:

"Moreover, when Sister Leader was dating Brother Jie before, she never showed that kind of expression of great satisfaction and pleasure in body and mind... Back then, Sister Leader always seemed very anxious and somewhat resentful."

"You guys don't know anything about love!"

Sulina was even more furious. She directly used the power of a master mage to force all her girlfriends down onto the benches in the changing room, making them lie face down.

"Given your current state, if that scumbag woman just beckons, you'd probably all be going to her bed on your own... That's absolutely unacceptable! I've been putting up with her so you wouldn't be bullied by her, right? Today I'm going to correct your dangerous mindset!"

Sulina could only let Amelie do whatever she wanted in front of her, but she could easily manipulate her girlfriends, giving them all a good spanking.

The girls immediately turned into whimpering monsters, each one whimpering more pitifully than the last.

. . . . .

On the other side, after practicing water magic, Emerald and Surina felt much more refreshed, their complexions improved, and they exuded a more alluring charm in their every move.

News came from Julia's personal support team that the heroines of Locke City have returned to their posts to help others, which means that Julia and Flora's sparring session has ended.

So Emery took a stroll around the company and quickly caught Flora in the employee break room, where she was drinking milk tea and reading a magazine:

"Come on, it's time for your other task."

"Another job?"

Flora blinked, and it took her a while to realize that her official position at Blue Star Films was a costume designer, not Yulia's sparring partner.

Although Flora is proud, she is also a very simple-minded person.

Having accepted her defeat, Flora acknowledged Emerald's strength after being defeated in one move and had no complaints about working for Emerald for the time being.

Moreover, Flora benefited greatly from Emerald's guidance during the training ground, which made her determined to listen to Emerald—she wanted to extract every last drop of Emerald's knowledge and turn it all into an improvement in her own strength.

"Okay, boss."

So Flora quickly put down her milk tea and other drinks and obediently followed behind Emerald.

Amélie took Flora to a small room without windows.

Last time, when Yulia's magical costume no longer fit due to her physical development and she needed to have her body measured again, it was here that Emerald took Yulia's measurements. Now, it's Emerald's turn to have her body measured by someone else.

After entering the house, Amelie immediately closed the door and began to take off her clothes, quickly stripping down to only her underwear and black stockings.

"W-what-you...what do you want to do? I'm not your maid or guard..."

Flora was startled, thinking that Emery was going to do something to her. She covered her body with her hands and shrank into the corner like a weak, ordinary girl.

"...What else can I do? I'll have you do the work, of course."

Amélie glared at Flora with annoyance:

“I’ll be going to Sphinx soon for a big social event. You need to design and make a few outfits for me as soon as possible… Well, I don’t need formal dresses. Your design style doesn’t seem to be suitable for formal occasions that require formal attire. Just make me a couple of casual outfits, something a little unique.”

"Oh... okay."

Flora breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she was only asked to make clothes and not warm her bed.

Besides practicing magic, Flora's greatest hobby is designing new clothes or magically modifying existing ones. She had made clothes for several friends when she was at the academy, so she was quite confident in her abilities.

So Flora took out her ever-present measuring tape and walked towards Emerald:

What kind of casual clothes do you want? Are there any specific requirements?

"A request..."

Emery hesitated for a moment, then first stretched out one leg:

"I like wearing black stockings, so the clothes you design should ideally match them. The rest is up to you... Design whatever clothes you think suit me."

"Black stockings?"

Flora examined Emerald's legs with a rather professional gaze, even reaching out to touch several key points to measure the proportions, before nodding after a moment:

"You have such a great figure... Your legs are almost perfectly proportioned, perfectly embodying human aesthetics. Black stockings, which best accentuate the charm of legs, are indeed very suitable for you... According to the popular saying in the eastern part of Baihai, you are simply born with a divine body for black stockings!"

"Hmph~~ You know that's good~~"

Emerald was clearly pleased by the compliment, so she raised her leg higher and stretched it out even straighter, almost touching Flora's face:

"So what kind of clothing do you think best showcases my charm?"

"I think you should wear nothing at all, just black stockings, that would be the most attractive... uh!"

Flora blurted out, then immediately blushed deeply and waved her hands frantically:

"I...I...I was just kidding, don't mind it."

"fine."

Emery didn't seem to mind at all; in fact, she even struck a few more poses on purpose.

"Anyway, you're not the first person to say that. Almost everyone I've dated loves it when I'm only wearing black stockings. It excites them... Do you want me to take off my undergarments for you to see and get some inspiration?"

"No, no, no... I'm just making clothes for you, not asking you out!"

Flora seemed to wake up with a start, taking a few steps back and quickly averting her gaze from Emerald's alluring pose.

"Just stand there normally like before, and I'll take your measurements."

"Ok."

Amelie didn't say much. She pulled back from her high-knee position and stood with her legs together in an upright posture, raising her arms to make it easier for Flora to take measurements.

Flora then approached Emerald again, wrapped a soft measuring tape around Emerald's body, and measured her body dimensions.

Perhaps because of what had just happened, Flora suddenly found her heart beating very fast. The body measurement, which should have been a routine task, actually made her feel a little thirsty.

Upon closer inspection, Flora discovered that Amelie's legs were not only nearly perfectly proportioned, but her upper body was also incredibly beautiful, with fair and delicate skin that was so smooth and delicate that one hesitated to touch it.

Flora was very worried when taking measurements, as she was afraid that her measuring tape would leave red marks on Amelie's skin, which was as smooth as fine silk. She moved very slowly, very gently, and very carefully, and tried her best to avoid letting her hands and the measuring tape touch Amelie's skin.

How can you measure it properly like this?

Unexpectedly, Emery suddenly grabbed Flora's hand, pressing Flora's hand and the measuring tape together against her body, and said with a half-smile:

"You seem afraid to touch me? What are you afraid of? It's just making clothes for me... or do you, Miss Flora, have some ulterior motive towards me?"

"you……!"

Flora nearly bit her tongue; she had never seen such a shameless person.

Flora wanted to explain and refute, but the sensation transmitted back from her palm made her, who had never experienced anything like this before, flustered once again, and she even stammered a little:

"It's just measuring...measuring body shape. With my skills, I can get accurate data even without being that close to you."

After saying that, Flora tried to pull her hand back, but she couldn't.

Emery held on tightly, her expression still all smiles:

"When making clothes for me, perfection is a must. I trust your skills, but the measurements still need to be taken precisely for the most accurate results... I don't care, so what are you afraid of?"

"Then... that's fine."

Flora swallowed hard, then adopted the focused meditation technique she used when practicing magic, controlling herself to stop her wandering thoughts as she measured Amelie's body measurements.

After the measuring tape repeatedly tightened around Ameliete's hot body, Flora finally finished collecting her body data.

Emerald then let Flora leave to go to work, while she herself put on her clothes.

Flora, who was not hot at all when she left the room, was almost covered in sweat and her breathing was rapid. She seemed to have used up more energy than when she had sparred with Julia for two hours.

After receiving Emerald's body measurements, Flora didn't delay. She immediately went to the studio arranged for her by the company, took out paper and pen, and began to draw clothing design sketches. She even declined Emerald's invitation to have dinner with her in the evening.

Amélie asked Flora to design the clothes based on her feelings for her, and Flora did just that.

What are Flora's feelings for Emerald?

Flora had many thoughts in her mind, but after repeatedly refining and savoring them, she finally settled on two words.

Beautiful, dangerous.

Flora's inspiration flowed freely as she explored and associated the two words, and she quickly sketched out rough drafts of several outfits on paper.

Flora then revised the draft, and by the time she was almost satisfied, the moon was already high in the night sky.

"Let's talk about the rest of the work tomorrow..."

Flora yawned, put away the draft, locked the studio door, and used a teleportation spell to return to the single apartment the company had arranged for her.

It's very close to Blue Star Film and Television, a great location. The apartment is also exquisitely decorated, and it's a one-bedroom, one-living room unit with a separate kitchen and bathroom. It's more comfortable than the single dormitory at Lohid Magic Academy, and Flora is quite satisfied.

However, after taking a shower, changing into a nightgown, and lying in bed, Flora realized with dismay that she would have difficulty falling asleep tonight.

Chapter 178 Return to Sphinx

Many teenagers, after their first exposure to colored objects, will have vivid imaginations at night and toss and turn in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Flora is in a similar situation now. Although she is 22 years old, she is the kind of girl who truly grew up in an ivory tower. She has spent most of her life practicing magic and has hardly had any contact with the outside world except for her hobbies of modifying magic and designing clothes.

Flora's experience in some things was even less than that of fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls, which is why she was so shy when she took Amelie's measurements during the day.

In the morning, Flora first witnessed Viliana performing her duties as a female guard in Emerald's office. At noon, she watched Emerald and Julia hug and kiss affectionately in the training ground. In the afternoon, she was deliberately seduced by Emerald while they were alone... All of these stimulations were a bit too much for the innocent young Flora.

Flora is now lying in bed in her nightgown. Whenever she closes her eyes, the image of Emerald appears in her mind, especially the image of her wearing only underwear and black stockings when she was alone with her to have her figure measured in the afternoon.

Those perfectly proportioned long legs in black stockings... that skin as smooth as silk and as white as milk... those red lips that could make the air itself seem alluring when they spoke... Ugh!

As Flora pondered, she began to imagine herself as the person performing her special duties as a female bodyguard in the office that morning, and the person embracing and kissing Emerald at the training ground at noon, also became her...

No, no! Flora, what are you thinking about?! You're destined to become the youngest archmage in human history, how can you have such distracting thoughts? Your mind should only be on magic!

Flora slapped her head repeatedly on the bed, trying to clear her mind of distracting thoughts.

But how can one of humanity's most basic instincts and needs be so easily overcome?

Attempting meditation did not bring Flora clarity of mind; instead, it only intensified the image of Emerald in her mind. Her fair skin and black-stockinged legs swayed back and forth, making Flora's mouth dry and her body feel uncontrollable—a feeling that was unfamiliar to her.

If an ordinary girl encountered this situation, she would likely follow her instincts tonight and take the first step towards truly growing up.

But Flora was also a ruthless person. After realizing that she couldn't overcome her wildly imaginative mind with just her willpower, she chose to use magic.

"Sleep! Sleep soundly!"

Flora first cleared her own magical defenses, then raised her hand and slapped a sleeping spell down on her head.

The effect was immediate. Although her mind wanted to wander a little more, her increasingly heavy eyelids made her lose consciousness and fall into a deep sleep.

However, the human brain does not necessarily rest along with the body when it falls asleep. From a medical perspective, humans dream because the brain is still active during sleep.

So naturally, even though Flora was asleep, she dreamed of Emerald again, in a very ambiguous and romantic dream.

So much so that Flora screamed when she got up the next morning, and then, with her face flushed red, she burned the sheets with a fire spell.

. . . . .

Amelie has spent the last two days in a very comfortable routine.

In the morning, I woke up to the service of Marcy and Viriana flanking me. After washing up and having a light and nutritious breakfast, I went to the office.

Sulina, who would arrive at the office a step ahead of everyone else, would relentlessly hypnotize herself upon seeing Emerald, reciting that shameful command to activate her Mystic Code and then lie down on the desk to serve as Emerald's chair.

Soon after, someone would fly into the room through the window, first using the excuse of replenishing their strength to pounce on Emerald and kiss her, and after kissing her, they would steal Emerald's snacks, until they had kissed and eaten their fill, and then they would fly out of the window again with the pancakes to do their work.

Meanwhile, Emery started working in the office until noon.

When she's in a good mood, she cooks some delicious food for her few hungry friends. When she's too lazy to cook, she has her employees order takeout from several upscale restaurants in the city and have it delivered.

After eating and resting for a while, I would go to the training ground and once again adjust Yulia's attribute values ​​with kisses, making her actual combat strength about the same as Flora's. After that, I would watch the two spar and occasionally offer some sharp comments and pointers.