I'm in Mota, and they all want me to confess my feelings!

As for the future...

Who knows?

Koleta was silent for a moment, then her gaze followed her relentlessly like tangled threads: "That's not what I wanted to ask. I wanted to ask you—what kind of feelings do you have for Phoebe, for Floro, for that jellyfish spirit?"

The air suddenly solidified.

"I suddenly feel sleepy. Miss, we should rest."

Book 1: Chapter 156 Phoebe Has No Dark and Heavy Secrets

Koleta didn't sleep a wink all night.

She lay on her back on the bed, her gaze wearily fixed on the ceiling above, as if trying to see through the snow-white surface.

The sound of Phoebe's even, deep breathing came from beside me—she was fast asleep.

Koleta turned her head slightly, her resentful gaze falling on Phoebe's peaceful sleeping face.

"After what happened... how can she still sleep so soundly?"

"No, what's even more outrageous is that she can sleep next to her love rival without feeling guilty at all."

"Is this really how priests of a religious order should behave...?"

As for Floro?

She was placed in the guest room next door.

—It’s called a guest room, but it’s really just a storage room that’s been tidied up a bit.

After all, apart from Koleta, almost no outsiders have ever stayed overnight in this house.

Moreover, there's no need to be so clear about the relationship between her and Duanmu Yan.

Is it strange for lovers to sleep together?

"That bastard Cat's Eye Stone..."

Koleta bit her lip and unconsciously clenched her knuckles.

How many romantic debts will he have to incur before he'll stop?

As for Seven Hills, that's one thing—after all, no matter how far Yuno and Lupa's reach is, it can't extend that far.

What about Kolaguna?

That guy, he actually dared to do it right under her nose...

even though……

This is also my fault.

My family work has always been very busy, and I haven't been able to find the time to be with him, which is why these women took advantage of the situation!

Koleta got up and walked to the window.

The rising sun cast its pale golden light into the room, but she seemed to be gazing at something unseen by others.

—We need to find someone to keep an eye on him!

But the problem is...

Who should I look for?

Abu?

Sigh, although it's easy to bribe, perhaps because it coexists with Duanmu Yan, it will definitely side with that guy.

Besides, this little stomach isn't very reliable.

So……

Koleta hesitated for a moment, then reached for the terminal on the bedside table.

"Zani, I have a new job for you."

……

……

It was a truly thrilling night.

It was truly a thrilling night.

Duanmu Yan lay on the sofa in the living room, his thoughts still lingering on the scene from last night that could only be described as a battlefield.

To his own surprise, he actually fell asleep last night.

Although the process was fraught with twists and turns, the crisis was eventually weathered without serious incident.

I'm safe.

--temporary.

Afterwards, because the order's curfew had expired, Phoebe had to stay there for the night.

Although Coleta had reservations about their relationship, the second young lady of the Mortari family was never a heartless person.

In the end, she nodded and agreed to let Phoebe stay overnight.

"...Time to get up."

Duanmu Yan rubbed his throbbing temples as he got up from the sofa and stretched his somewhat stiff body.

Next, I need to think carefully about how to gloss over the situation—no, how to prepare an explanation that the second young lady can accept.

He walked slowly to the balcony and gently parted the curtains with his fingertips.

The morning light suddenly flooded into the living room, flowing across the wooden floor and turning it into a warm golden hue.

Duanmu Yan pushed open the French windows, about to enjoy the refreshing morning air, when his gaze was suddenly drawn to a blue butterfly perched on a flowerpot next to him.

The pair of thin wings shimmered with a dreamlike luster in the morning sun, trembling slightly with each breath.

"Did you come again today?"

Duanmu Yan leaned down slightly, lowering his head to get closer to the blue color that lingered on the edge of the flowerpot.

—In this world bathed in gold, this color always manages to attract attention.

I don't know when it started, but this little blue butterfly has been appearing here every morning without fail.

Like an NPC in a game, their programming is fixed, and their only task is to meet themselves.

Although Duanmu Yan found it strange, he quickly realized it was just a small butterfly and didn't take it too seriously.

He instinctively reached out his finger, wanting to gently touch those dreamlike wings. Before his fingertip could touch them, the butterfly fluttered its wings and disappeared into the faint morning light.

Duanmu Yan gazed at the empty edge of the flowerpot and sighed softly.

In the end, it was just a butterfly.

"Sigh, I thought that after seeing each other so many times, we would have developed feelings for each other. In the end, was it just wishful thinking on my part?"

Heavy footsteps sounded behind me.

Duanmu Yan turned around and saw Phoebe already dressed and standing there, rubbing her sleepy eyes, with a few unruly curls sticking up at the ends of her hair.

Good morning, Mr. Duanmu.

Her voice was hoarse from just waking up, and the way she rubbed her eyes made her look incredibly cute.

"Good morning," Duanmu Yan replied with a smile as he turned around. "Where is the Second Miss?"

“Miss Koleta?” Phoebe looked toward the bedroom, her voice soft. “She seems to be… still resting.”

Mentioning Colette, Phoebe's fair cheeks immediately flushed with a blush.

"He said those things to Mr. Duanmu yesterday, and then ended up sleeping with Miss Koleta..."

"Most importantly, I actually fell asleep!"

"Miss Koleta must think I'm a shameless girl."

"but……"

The girl secretly gripped the hem of her skirt, stealing glances from the corner of her eye at the figure that captivated her.

She knew this was wrong; perhaps this feeling was a sin that should never have arisen in the first place.

but--

Once your heart is moved, there's no going back.

"By the Lord Imbrathodox, please forgive my sins..."

Phoebe prayed silently in her heart.

Duanmu Yan, of course, was unaware of the girl's little thoughts, and simply asked calmly, "Getting up so early, is there work at the guild?"

“Yeah, my schedule is packed.” Phoebe looked up, the morning light dancing on her eyelashes. “I have to lead a service at church this morning, then go to the orphanage to help repair the leaky roof, and then…”

She counted her day's events on her fingers, and although she hadn't had a moment to catch her breath from morning till night, there wasn't a trace of complaint in her tone.

There are even some...

Enjoy it.

Duanmu Yan couldn't help but smile.

Yes, Phoebe is always light and cheerful.

It is precisely because of the existence of people like Phoebe that the Hidden Sea Cult cannot be generalized.

But someone must pay the price for those atrocities.

“In that case, I happen to have nothing to do, so I’ll take you to the church,” Duanmu Yan suggested.

"Oh, really?" A flicker of joy crossed the girl's eyes, but a shadow of unease quickly crossed them. "But what about Miss Koleta..."

That's true. If the young lady doesn't see me when she gets up, she'll start breathing on me again.

But the problem is...

Even staying here will cause your breath to condense on it!

And it was even being breathed on by Floro and Coleta together!

Although escaping is shameful, it is useful!

"It's okay, as long as we move quickly, no one will notice."

"Hey, is that so?"

Phoebe muttered to herself, feeling that something about the sentence was off, as if it was about to do something bad.

Looking at Duanmu Yan's gentle smile, she finally nodded slightly: "Well, then I'll trouble you, Mr. Duanmu."

……

……

As Duanmu Yan tidied his clothes and walked quietly down the stairs with Phoebe, they suddenly stopped at the corner.

A familiar yet unexpected figure was quietly leaning against the wall downstairs, as if it had been waiting there for a long time.

"Zani?"

Volume 1: Chapter 157 You Are All My Wings

Zanni slowly raised her head, her eyes showing the exhaustion of working all night.

When she looked at Duanmu Yan, she managed a tired smile.

Her uniform jacket was casually draped over her shoulders, and the top two buttons of her shirt were undone, exuding the fatigue and languor of someone who had just finished a night shift.

"Uh-huh——"

She let out a long yawn, her joints cracking slightly as she stretched. She casually downed the remaining half-can of coffee, the bitterness causing her to frown slightly.

"Just as Miss Er predicted." Zanni sighed softly, her gaze passing over Duanmu Yan and landing on Phoebe beside him.

Phoebe stood there, blinking in confusion.

This confusion wasn't stemming from guilt or anything else—