Bengtie, I'm really not a villain!

The robin even entertained an inappropriate thought: if just whipped egg whites already possessed such a unique flavor, then what about dishes made from the meringue of those egg whites...?

What delicious food that must be!

But even though the robin occasionally gets to eat some of the dishes made from the bird eggs that Sister Zhou made on Sunday.

Of course, the robin didn't eat it in front of Sunday Sister, nor did she let Sunday Sister know that she had eaten a dish made from bird eggs that her sister had personally produced.

After all, Sister Zhou's expectation was to keep her away from these outrageous things that crossed the line, so the robin just secretly ate a little bit to try and supplement her nutrition.

Of all the dishes made from the bird eggs laid by Sister Sunday, the robin, though ashamed and expectant, never tasted anything quite like what he was experiencing now…

Although the robin felt guilty about betraying her sister back then while eating the food...

But at this moment, without her sister being hung up and tied up, she witnessed all of Zhou Ri's ugly behavior without her knowledge, then betrayed her and threw herself into Jing Ye's arms, doing everything that Zhou Ri didn't want her to do...

At the moment when she was doing so many things that were undoubtedly betrayals of her sister and pushing her own bottom line, the guilt in her heart finally erupted to its peak.

At this moment, the robin tastes an unprecedented delicacy...

This gave the robin a vague idea in its mind: could it be...?

While the ingredients and cooking techniques certainly influence the taste of a dish, what truly determines its flavor is her inner shame, her remorse for betraying her sister, and the conflicting desire to try cooking that shouldn't even exist within her.

Could it be that, just as the most important element in cooking is not the texture of the ingredients, but rather the finishing touch brought by the seasonings, which truly enriches the taste buds and ignites this magnificent flame?

What the robin vaguely guessed was exactly what Jingye, as a gourmet, had always pursued: the infusion of emotion!

Jingye's pursuit is no longer the so-called truth, goodness and beauty, but rather to see the two sisters, Zhou Rijie and Robin, who have a deep bond but are actually doing something shameful that can't be told to them!

This twisted emotion is the true soul ingredient that makes the dish delicious and satisfies Jingye's incredibly picky palate, which has been parched for over a decade!

After the robin had a vague understanding of the true meaning of cooking, she looked at the cream topping she had made herself on the plate in front of her, and her eyes were completely different.

In that instant, she seemed to understand why Jing Ye looked at her and Sister Zhou Ri with the same gaze he gave her when he stared at the cream on the plate, as if he were looking at a work of art.

As a natural singer who sings music, and as a member of the Celestial Ring Clan who is born with the ability to perceive emotions, the Robin is finally able to understand Jingye's feelings at this moment.

This understanding of emotions makes the fusion between the robin and the night sky even more complete...

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When Jingye and the robin's unique cooking class ended, Jingye, emerging from the immersive experience, clicked his tongue in amazement, still savoring everything that had just happened.

The robin's betrayal of her sister's devotion, the ugly behavior displayed by her sister on Sunday, and the overly exaggerated and groundbreaking egg-whipping technique all contributed to creating the artistic dish that satisfied Jingye:

The creamy topping, adorned with eggshells and infused with robin's tears and his unique sauce.

Jingye, of course, didn't try it; it had its own unique sauce, but he couldn't let the robin miss it.

And naturally, Sister Sunday shouldn't miss it either.

After the cooking class with the robin, you didn't let the little glutton finish all the cream topping.

[After the robin was overwhelmed by the delicious cream topping, she finally fainted with her eyes rolled back in her head, and tears streamed down her face. You then left her in the room and ignored her.]

You put the creamy topping into the refrigerator to chill.

[24 hours later, you return to Sister Sunday's room carrying a creamy snow topping.]

[Sister Zhou Ri, in her room, has lost count of how many times she has cried in the past 24 hours.]

[Sister Zhou, who had been suspended there in one position the whole time, had lost all her strength.]

She didn't even have the strength to tremble her beautiful legs anymore; she was left with only a faint breath.

As for laying eggs and nibbling, in this posture, it has become something that doesn't require any effort and can be done entirely by gravity.

Bird eggs were scattered on her bed, though they were wet from the rain.

Not only was Sunday Sister's bed soaked with her tears, but the entire room was also damp, and thus filled with her scent.

The damp sea breeze filled the room, mingling with Sister Zhou's milky scent and the aroma of freshly laid bird eggs.

[Thanks to you for choosing a position that wasn't too physically demanding when you tied her up.]

Otherwise, given Sister Zhou's stamina as a nobody, after being hung up for a day and a night, she would have become a salted fish by now.

Even so, after a day and a night of rest, Sister Zhou's energy was completely depleted.

After finally hearing of your arrival, the nearly lifeless Sister Zhou Ri, after being laid down by you, had a faint blush rise on her pale, sickly face.

【"abnormal……"】

Even after being hung up as punishment for a whole day and night, Sunday Sister's first reaction upon landing was still to curse you.

[And, try again to form a bird's nest on your face with your saliva.]

You weren't annoyed by the drooling of the breathing bird, and presented the creamy snow to her.

Sunday Sister is already used to your cooking habits, and to the fact that you use her bird eggs as ingredients.

Although she still felt some resistance, Sister Zhou's body had become accustomed to the food made from the bird eggs she produced herself, and she no longer felt any resistance.

However, this time the dish seems subtly different.

[Faced with the creamy snow topping you brought me, Sunday Sister has never seen this unique form of cooking before.]

But Sister Zhou seemed to detect a familiar scent in the creamy snow topping, and her empty and tired eyes suddenly trembled.

Even though the creamy topping had been chilled in the refrigerator for 24 hours, the aroma of the robin and the tears had faded considerably.

But Sister Sunday, who was familiar with robins, still noticed a slight clue.

However, because she had been tormented by being hung up for a day and a night, Sister Zhou's mind was already clouded.

Soon, the aroma of your honey sauce, permeating the creamy topping, overwhelmingly overwhelmed the delicate fragrance of robin and the milky scent.

[Sunday Sister's doubts were then explained away by herself as a sign of mental instability.]

After sitting for a day and a night, the exhausted Sunday Sister didn't have the energy to choose what to eat.

Moreover, under your control, she has no choice.

Therefore, on Sunday, Sister Sunday was once again fed this creamy snow topping by you with disgust.

The unique flavors blossomed on Sunday Sister's taste buds. The delicate and rich meringue mixed with the crisp eggshell, the refreshing and sweet interplay of saltiness and sweetness, all of it replenished Sunday Sister's energy.

[As she tasted it, the aroma of the robin and the tears that bloomed on Sister Sunday's taste buds made her reveal a hint of doubt.]

However, Sister Zhou soon tasted your honey sauce, but it was overwhelmed by your overwhelming aroma.

[Also in a state of mental confusion, Sister Zhou still didn't notice the smell of the creamy snow topping.]

Although Sunday Sister dislikes you, she has to admit that your cooking skills are as superb as ever.

However, there was a slight doubt in Sister Zhou's mind.

[Given the nature of her bird eggs, this creamy topping shouldn't have such a delicate and rich texture, right?]

Could it be...?

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Two chapters were taken down by Shen He. He doesn't work over the weekend, so I'll have to revise and get them approved on Monday.

Chapter Seventy-Four: Sleeping Pudding and Egg Tart

The unique flavor that emanated from Sister Zhou's mouth gave her a lot of energy after sitting for a day and a night.

[After finishing the nutritious cream topping, Sister Zhou's face, which had been almost on the verge of collapse, regained some of its pale and healthy glow.]

This gives Sister Sunday even more energy to spit on you and hurl insults at you.

Of course, what Sister Sunday did in return was your slapping of her macarons.

However, since Sister Zhou is already used to your brutality, this little whipping is nothing; it only makes her tremble slightly.

Although Sunday Sister loathed your research and analysis of her bird eggs, she was forced to witness everything while tied to her seat by you, and she also knew that her own egg whites were thin and slippery.

Sister Sunday still clearly remembers you mocking her for being a "minor fish," and even the egg mixture was as thin and watery as "minor fish."

If the meringue was made from her bird eggs, shouldn't it be softer?

However, Sister Zhou doesn't have the same level of skill and knowledge in cooking as you, so she can't tell the difference.

However, this small doubt took root in Sister Zhou Ri's mind.

Until the evidence is presented to her, Sister Sunday will not admit to having even the slightest connection with Robin.

[Sister Sunday would never know that all her embarrassing moments were being observed by the robin.]

[Whether it's from laying eggs at the beginning, to eating eggs, to repeatedly producing more eggs, or to hanging them up for display]

And now, even as she eats her creamy snow-topped dessert, she is under the watchful eye of the robin.

[Until Sunday, Sister Jie was suddenly added to a chat group]

"Ok?"

Looking at this chat group that had appeared out of nowhere, Jing Ye frowned slightly.

Not right.

While Jingye was humiliating Zhou Rijie by making her eat her sister's bird eggs as a form of gratification, and enjoying the secret destruction of everything Zhou Rijie cherished, Jingye suddenly saw something unexpected.

Chat groups don't seem to be part of his plan.

If it were Jing Ye's own plan, he would simply put Zhou Rijie and Robin together, let them see each other's ugly side, and let them know what they did to break them down.

Just like with Daheita and Ruanmei back then, on the surface, Daheita thought she was protecting Ruanmei, but in reality, it wasn't until the two of them actually met that they realized...

It turns out that her best friend had long since become his toys, and that being stacked together completely destroyed her self-esteem and brought her shame.

This is part of Jingye's plan, an action that will be implemented next but has not yet begun.

He was already thinking about how to stack Sunday Sister and the robin together so he could properly appreciate Sunday Sister's devastated expression.

But this chat group...?

The Villain Simulator didn't mention that any of its entries could drag people into chat groups.

And the name of this chat group...

The chat group is called: "Jingye Victims Chat Group"

[Sunday Sister was invited to join a chat group by the Masked Fool]

[The robin is invited to join a chat group by the Masked Fool]

[The Masked Fool: Hehe]

Looking at the guy with the ID "The Fool" who suddenly barged into the chat group, Jing Ye frowned, having a bad feeling.

When Jing Ye thinks of the Masked Fool, he thinks of the followers of the God of Fun Star, a bunch of twisted guys.

At the same time, I also thought of a petite black-haired twin-tailed loli, dressed in a Japanese kimono that exposed her bare shoulders and beautiful legs.

The name "Fireworks" came to mind for Jingye.

Could it be that the guy who likes to have fun has his eye on me?

[The Masked Fool: Hehe, want to know some things you definitely don't want to see? @SundaySister]

[The Masked Fool: If you agree to do one thing for me, I'll show you some secrets you can't tell anyone.]

[The Masked Fool: For example... something about your sister, the robin?]

[Sunday Sister: ?]

[Sunday Sister: Are you Jing Ye? Don't play tricks.]

[Sunday Sister sent a disgusted spitting emoji]

[The Masked Fool: Sigh, it's alright, you'll regret not agreeing to me sooner or later.]

The Masked Fool: Stay tuned, my dear?

At this moment, Jing Ye's eyes twitched as he watched the chat in the group. How could Sister Zhou instantly mistake that Masked Fool for herself?

He's a great philanthropist, how could he be the kind of person who only cares about having fun?

At the same time, Jingye noticed that the appearance of the Masked Fool seemed to be out of place in the simulation, almost like... a character from outside the simulation.

Jing Ye had many questions about this guy who suddenly barged into the simulation and caused trouble.

How exactly did this guy target me? And how did he manage to break into this instance simulation?