A beautiful girl who transmigrates into a Herrscher of the Void is treated like an elf and conquered

The three of them froze at the same time, turning their heads in unison to look at the doorway.

A figure leaned against the doorframe. It was Chiin—slightly messy short black hair, wearing loose loungewear, and with a hint of impatience at being disturbed.

"Hey, you guys, making a racket in front of someone's house is disturbing the peace. Don't you know there's a patient here who needs to rest?"

"Qianyuan" rubbed his temples, his voice hoarse from just waking up and annoyed at being disturbed.

"Senin!" Shido and Origami blurted out almost simultaneously.

Shido immediately said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Chiin! We didn't mean it! How are you feeling? You look..."

He carefully examined his friend and found that apart from looking a little pale from lack of sleep, the other person seemed to be in pretty good spirits, which reassured him somewhat.

Origami nodded slightly in acknowledgment: "Excuse me. This is a gift." She handed over the fruit basket.

"Thank you, Master, and Shido as well."

"Qianyuan" took the fruit basket, his impatience fading slightly, replaced by a somewhat tired but still gentle smile.

"My old bones can't take this much commotion at the door. Come on in, don't block the hallway."

He stepped aside, clearing the doorway, and gestured for them to come in.

Seeing that his friend was unharmed and could still joke (old bones?), Shido felt a huge weight lifted from his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief and followed Senin inside, muttering to himself:

"You look like you're not seriously injured, you made us worry for nothing."

Origami silently followed them inside.

At this moment, Chika stood frozen in place, her mind blank!

Chapter 60 The Unplanned "Brother"

(The door opened?! How is that possible?! I have no authority to maintain this construct! It should be in a silent standby state!)

(And... this tone... this subtle teasing... isn't what I programmed!)

(Who exactly is controlling this 'Senin'?! Or... has it undergone some kind of 'mutation' that I don't understand?)

She stared intently at the seemingly familiar "Sen-in" at the entrance, trying to find the answer in those eyes.

However, just as Chiin turned to guide Shido and Origami into the living room, and in that seemingly casual glance—

Chika's pupils suddenly contracted!

She clearly saw that deep within the seemingly ordinary, smiling eyes of "Chiin," an extremely subtle mask mark, seemingly composed of pure light, flashed by like a ripple on the surface of water!

That mark! That symbol that seems to forever mock everything in the world, treating all things as amusement!

Chika's blood seemed to freeze instantly. A name that sent shivers down her spine, carrying with it unparalleled panic and the despair of "it's all over," rushed into her mind:

(Oh no! It's that idiot Aha who logged in—!!!)

(How did He get here?! And even take over the construct I created?!)

(This is complete chaos! Compared to this star god whose ultimate goal is to have fun and whose actions are utterly unpredictable, Fraxinus's strategy is like child's play!)

She watched as the "Chiin," possessed by "pleasure," gave her a mischievous look, as if saying "the game begins now," before nonchalantly turning and walking towards the living room.

Chika felt her hands and feet were ice cold. All her plans and all her pretenses seemed so ridiculous and fragile in front of this real "God of Fun".

She had no choice but to steel herself, and with an almost tragic feeling, she was the last to enter the apartment and close the door.

She knew that the real, uncontrollable "fun" was just about to begin.

Upon entering the living room, Shido naturally slumped onto the sofa, letting out a long sigh of relief: "You scared me to death, Chiin! I'm so glad you're alright! But..."

He leaned closer, examined "Chiin's" face more closely, and asked in confusion, "How come you look perfectly fine? And..."

He pointed to "Chiin's" eyes, "Your new contact lenses... the pattern is a bit strange? They're flashing, like a little smiley face?"

Origami, who was standing nearby, also calmly cast a scrutinizing glance at him.

"Chiin," whose account was being used by Aha, remained unfazed. He paused for a moment, then touched the corner of his eye, and as if suddenly remembering something, revealed a slightly smug and childish smile:

“Hmph, how can mortal wisdom comprehend this?” He raised his chin slightly and spoke in an aria-like tone.

"These are no ordinary contact lenses; they are the mark left by the 'Demon of Pleasure' who made a pact with me! When they shimmer in the darkness, misfortune and amusement will befall me! Wahahahahaha—!!"

He even let out a few exaggerated laughs in response, perfectly embodying a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer immersed in his own world.

Shidao: "..."

Shido (facepalm): "Fine, you're still the same as always. I knew asking you was pointless."

He clearly took those words as just his friend's usual bout of adolescent delusions and didn't take them to heart at all.

Origami also withdrew her gaze, seemingly accepting the explanation (or perhaps not caring at all), and began to silently survey the apartment environment.

Only Chika, listening from the sidelines, was internally ranting:

(Chuunibyou my foot! Those aren't colored contact lenses at all! They're the manifestation of the power of the Joyful Destiny! They're the mark of Aha!)

(Oh no, this guy Aha is actually enjoying playing the role of a 'chuunibyou senpai'! Who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause next!)

She watched as the guy, who had the skin of Senin but was actually the god of pleasure, chatted happily with Shido (she was being teased unilaterally).

It felt like I was sitting next to a bomb that could explode at any moment, and the way it exploded would be completely unexpected. Every second was torture.

Chinatsu barely managed to muster the last shred of composure, managing to force a smile that could only be considered somewhat natural as she looked at Shido and Origami in the living room:

"Brother, you just woke up, would you like some water first? Itsuka-kun, Tobiichi-kun, please have a seat, brother and I will go to the kitchen to get some drinks."

Without a word, she grabbed "Chiin's" arm with such force that she almost crushed the bones constructed from the power of reason.

Aha (Chiin) obediently followed her, a knowing smile on his face, as if he were watching an interesting performance.

Shido didn't see anything wrong with the two of them and waved his hand to indicate that he understood. Origami's eyes lit up when she heard that the two of them were going to the kitchen.

As soon as the two entered the relatively quiet kitchen, Qianxia immediately shook off his hand and gently closed the kitchen door behind her. Although it wasn't locked, it blocked out most of the noise.

She turned abruptly, her icy blue eyes burning with suppressed anger and anxiety, and questioned in a low voice:

"You damn fun-loving god! What are you trying to do?! Why are you causing me trouble?!"

Instead of getting angry at being pointed at and scolded, Aha seemed to have heard a wonderful joke and was shaking his shoulders with uncontrollable laughter.

He leaned casually against the kitchen counter, tossed a tomato he could find, and said in Chiin's familiar voice, but with an extremely cheerful and irritating tone:

"Adding to the trouble? No, no, no, my dear 'sister,' how could you misunderstand Aha's good intentions like that?"

He leaned closer, the glint of pleasure in his eyes flickering slightly, his tone full of mockery:

"Aha just sensed that an interesting 'script' was unfolding here—a cautious Herrscher, a gentle young man trying hard to win him over, and a group of behind-the-scenes manipulators who think they have the situation under control... What a wonderful stage! How could Aha miss it?"

He opened his arms wide, making an exaggerated gesture of embracing the world:

"Aha, I'm here to give you some fun! Didn't you see the 'left and right men' drama at the door just now? Wasn't that little girl named Origami interesting enough? Such pure and unadulterated energy! Hahahaha!"

Chika was so angry she almost ground her teeth to powder: "I don't need your 'fun'! Your 'fun' will only ruin everything! Get out of my construct right now!"

"Get out?" Aha tilted his head, making a thinking expression, then laughed, a laugh so bright it sent chills down your spine.

"But Aha has only just entered the scene, the real show has only just begun. Don't worry, darling, Aha will play the role of 'Chiin' well for you, I guarantee it will be a million times more interesting than the wooden doll you created lying in bed!"

He took a step forward, almost touching Chika's ear, and whispered in a seductive yet incredibly infuriating tone:

"As for when he'll leave... he'll leave when he's had enough fun and gets bored. Maybe when you and that boy are having a heartfelt confession? Maybe when you and that AST girl are fighting? Who knows? That's the fun in the uncertainty!"

After saying that, he patted Qianxia's stiff shoulder and picked up the tomato again.

Humming an off-key tune as if nothing had happened, she turned to go back to the living room, muttering to herself, "Hmm, I need to prepare some 'surprise' for the guests; plain water is so boring..."

As Qianxia watched his retreating figure, a wave of powerlessness and a profound sense of being cheated washed over her.

There's no reasoning with this star god who feeds on chaos and whose highest principle in life is finding fun!

(It's over... Now I really can only take it one step at a time and pray that this bastard doesn't go too far...)

She thought desperately that her future was going to be a living hell.

Chapter 61 A Call from the Center of the Shura Field

With a feeling akin to visiting a funeral, Chika followed the "Chiin" who had been registered by Aha into the living room.

Her mind raced as she considered how to deal with this biggest variable—a star god who reveled in disrupting everything.

She had just stepped into the living room and hadn't even had a chance to question "Chiin" when the scene before her almost made her vomit up the crepe she had just eaten.

(The loser eats the dust!)

Once Shido confirmed that Chiin was safe and sound, his tense nerves relaxed instantly, and he collapsed onto the soft single sofa in the living room as if all his strength had been drained.

He let out a long, heartfelt sigh of relief, his face showing an almost exhausting sense of relief, as if he had just escaped from some dragon's den or tiger's lair.

However, his relaxed and unguarded demeanor was, in someone's eyes, nothing less than an open treasure trove.

Almost the instant he exhaled his last breath, a figure as swift as the wind pounced on him!

"Whoa?!"

Shido felt a weight on his legs, and his vision was completely filled by Origami Tobiichi's exquisite yet expressionless face. She exuded an undeniable and extremely assertive aura.

She straddled his lap, her slender yet powerful hands pressing down on his shoulders like iron clamps, firmly trapping him in the small space between the sofa and her body.

The two were pressed closely together, their posture extremely intimate.

Shido could even clearly feel the weight of the other person's body and the body temperature transmitted through the thin school uniform.

This made his blood rush to his head instantly, and his entire face and neck turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

Origami's pale gray eyes, like the most precise scanner, gazed down at Shido with a sharp look that seemed to pierce through his soul.

With her signature calm yet oppressive tone, she began her rapid and measured interrogation, each word like a hammer blow to Shido's fragile heart:

"Question 1: Itsuka Shido. Explain. What is your relationship with Hououin Chinatsu?"

Question 2: Have you already started dating?

"Question 3: Why was she holding your arm at the door just now?"

"Requirements: Please explain in detail in order. Now."

"Whoa! Origami-kun?! What are you doing! Get down! This won't do!"

Shido was so terrified by this sudden interrogation about the "riding position" that he was completely taken aback and cried out incoherently.

He frantically placed his hands on Origami's waist, wanting to push her away, but he didn't dare to use force, afraid of touching something he shouldn't. His futile push was more like a helpless caress.

"No, no! It's not what you think!" Shido shook his head frantically. "Hououin and I are just...just ordinary classmates! We've only known each other for a short time! Really!"

Upon hearing Shido deny having any special relationship with Chinatsu, Origami's eyes, which were as still as a frozen lake, flickered almost imperceptibly.

Although his face remained expressionless, the pressure on Shido's shoulder seemed to ease slightly, and his taut body lines softened a little, as if he had silently breathed a sigh of relief.

But this does not mean the interrogation is over.

Instead of leaving, she leaned down, her pretty, expressionless face almost touching Shido's nose. Her warm breath gently brushed against his skin, bringing an indescribable itch and an even stronger sense of shame.

"A new question." Origami's gaze remained fixed on Shido's flickering eyes as she continued to hurl an even more crucial question in her calm, unwavering voice, "Based on observations, you and Hououin Chinatsu have an unusual interaction. Please answer:"

Question 1: Do you have a special fondness for women who are good at cooking?

"Question 2: Or rather, do you prefer women with larger breasts?" Her gaze seemed to casually sweep over her own chest.

Question 3: Or do you prefer women who are aloof and difficult to approach? Please select and explain your reasoning.

This series of sharp questions, which went straight to the soul and concerned his personal sexual orientation, bombarded Shido like a machine gun, completely stunning him.

He felt like his brain's CPU was overloaded and burning out, and his tongue was tied in knots, only able to utter meaningless syllables:

"I...I don't like anything...I'm not...that...Origami-kun, you're...too close...!"

He tried to lean back to avoid the close proximity, but the back of the sofa restricted his escape route, leaving him as if nailed to the spot, enduring this sweet (?) yet incredibly agonizing interrogation.

Origami's persistent and earnest gaze, combined with the intense stimulation from physical contact, made Shido feel like he was suffocating, with only one thought swirling wildly in his mind:

(Kotori! Help! This is even harder than dealing with a spirit!)

Just then, Chiin (Aha) and Chika walked in and witnessed the whole scene.

"Pfft—Hahahahahaha!!!" Chiin (Aha) froze for a second, then burst into a deafening, unrestrained laugh. He laughed so hard he was doubled over, even pounding the wall in an exaggerated manner.

"Hahahaha! Amazing! Absolutely amazing! To arrive and witness such an entertaining scene! Hahahaha! Shido, you're something else! A cooking showdown by day, a chaotic battlefield by night! What an exciting life, hahahaha!!"