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

Purple sweet potato pudding (repeated 5 times)

Volume One: Chapter 105 The Sun Rises, Forgotten

early morning.

A cool morning breeze gently parted the curtains, carrying away those precious moments from last night.

Only then did Duanmu Yan, who had been sleeping quietly, furrow his brow slightly and slowly wake up from his deep sleep.

He propped himself up on his heavy forehead, and after a moment of disorientation and dizziness, he finally sat up on the sofa, using his elbows to support himself.

Have a good night's sleep.

My fingertips unconsciously touched my lips—the sensation there had long since faded, yet my nerves stubbornly transmitted a non-existent signal, as if some soft imprint still lingered.

Although I am still somewhat confused about what happened last night, one fact is clearly clear in my mind.

The second young lady... confessed her feelings to me.

This is just like a story from a novel.

A rich girl falls in love with a poor boy.

—Extreme sexual repression.

But undeniably, that is the truth.

"Yuno, Second Miss. It's dawn, time to get up."

Duanmu Yan walked to the bedroom door and gently knocked on the door with his knuckles.

There was a moment of silence before Koleta's sleepy reply came: "Okay... I'll wake Yuno up right now."

Her voice still carried a lingering weariness, as if she had just emerged from the depths of a dream.

At this moment, Abu also emerged from the sound traces, lazily stretched, and finally landed lightly on Duanmu Yan's shoulder.

"That was a good sleep," it asked, squinting. "Isn't it time for breakfast?"

"You woke up at just the right time. Yes, it's time for breakfast."

Duanmu Yan went into the bathroom, opened a disposable toothbrush, and began to wash his face.

Abu followed suit, picking up a bag of mini toothbrushes and brushing his teeth in a very professional manner.

Looking at Abu beside him, who was battling toothpaste, Duanmu Yan suddenly remembered whether the Second Miss had woken Abu up when she attacked him last night.

"By the way, Abu," Duanmu Yan picked up a hot towel and covered his face, his voice muffled by the steam, asking casually, "Last night...did you hear anything unusual?"

Abu abruptly lifted his face from the hot water, shook off the wet droplets, and shook his head blankly: "Mute? No. Didn't I tell you before, your body is very soundproof! Besides—when I sleep, I'm absolutely rock solid! As long as you don't wake me up yourself, even if they were tearing down the house, they wouldn't wake me."

Hearing this, Duanmu Yan sighed helplessly: "I'm suddenly a little envious of you, Abu."

"What's there to envy..."

“You have no idea.” Duanmu Yan closed his eyes, as if recalling some unbearable torment, “When you’ve been busy all day and finally collapse into bed at dawn, thinking you can finally get a good night’s sleep—the electric drill upstairs, hums! It starts running.”

"Uh..." Abu imagined it for a moment, then shrank back. "Just hearing the description makes me feel uncomfortable..."

"Right?" Duanmu Yan sighed softly and hung the towel aside. "Anyway, now that you've rested well, it's time for you to show your skills when you go to Shouyuan."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

After washing up, the hotel room service delivered breakfast on time.

Today's treat is a traditional Laguna snack, and being able to taste such authentic flavors in Seven Hills made Coreta unable to help but praise it repeatedly.

Yuno, however, remained picky—as if there was no food in the world that could completely satisfy her.

Koleta maintained her usual elegance, seemingly unconcerned about what happened last night.

Only occasionally, when her gaze swept over Duanmu Yan, a hint of shyness would flash in her eyes, revealing the budding feelings of a young girl.

What about Duanmu Yan?

He, on the contrary, seemed nonchalant.

Although the second young lady's kiss last night was indeed unforgettable for him—whether in his past life or this one, it was the first time in his love history—he had never even been in a relationship before.

Logically, he should have been uneasy and at a loss.

Strangely, he showed no sign of nervousness.

It was as if this intimacy was not the first time for him.

But Duanmu Yan was certain that this was absolutely the first time!

Otherwise, how could he have no recollection at all?

But he didn't know why I was able to act so calmly.

In short: When the sun rises, forget about yesterday!

……

……

After that, the group left the hotel and met up with Lupa as agreed.

"Good morning!" Lupa was as energetic as ever, her smile as bright as the rising sun. "Looks like you all slept well last night? Today is the day I set off for Karihara!"

Duanmu Yan was unconsciously influenced by her, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He had always admired her vibrant energy—after all, who could resist a lovely girl who was always full of vitality?

Looking at the eager Lupa, a knowing smile appeared in Duanmu Yan's eyes.

He understood that for the people of Qiqiu, hunting and gladiatorial combat together formed the foundation of their lives.

Lupa, who regards gladiatorial combat as the highest honor, naturally harbors a deeper longing for the hunting festival, which also carries glory.

"So, where exactly is Sanguis Hunting Ground? How do we get there?" Duanmu Yan looked at Yuno. "By boat? Or some other way?"

Yuno snorted and walked in front with his arms crossed: "Just follow me. The road to Karihara... is not something ordinary people can imagine."

Duanmu Yan looked at Koleta with suspicion, and the second young lady could only shake her head helplessly: "I have never been to the Four Directions Palace. Besides, the Hunting Plains is a place that not just anyone is qualified to enter, not even the locals of Seven Hills."

"So mysterious?"

Despite his doubts, Duanmu Yan followed You Nuo out of Qiqiu City and finally stopped in front of a cliff.

It's less a cliff and more the remains of a broken giant bridge.

A massive island vaguely emerges from the distant storm, the remnants of the bridge standing out like silhouettes of a nightmare amidst the clouds.

Beneath their feet lay a bottomless abyss.

"So, that's the Sanguis Hunting Ground ahead?" Duanmu Yan squinted, gazing at the distant island. "How should we get there? By boat?"

“Yes, how do we get across?” Yuno turned around, a sly smile playing on her lips. With her back to the cliff, she retreated step by step to the edge, then suddenly gave Duanmu Yan a devilish grin. “If you want to know… come and chase me.”

Before she could finish speaking, she leaned back and fell into the vast sea of ​​clouds like a kite with a broken string.

Duanmu Yan's expression changed drastically, and he rushed to the edge of the cliff—only to see a griffin breaking through the clouds, with Yuno sitting comfortably on its back, her hair fluttering in the wind.

"Were you scared?" She smiled brightly, patting the griffin's neck lightly. "Don't worry, Augusta has already prepared mounts for us. Only true warriors are worthy to embark on the road to the Hunting Plains."

Lupa, who was standing nearby, was already eager to try, and cheered as she jumped into the sea of ​​clouds.

In the blink of an eye, another griffin carried her into the sky, soaring straight towards the distant hunting grounds.

Duanmu Yan moved his lips slightly, which eventually turned into a relieved chuckle.

Just as he was about to leap into the sea of ​​clouds, he felt a warm touch on his fingertips—Koleta gently grasped his hand, and their fingers naturally intertwined.

The silver-haired girl turned her head and smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with starlight.

The next moment, she pulled him forward, and they both fell into that surging pure white expanse.

“Come with me.” Her voice drifted on the wind, yet landed clearly in his heart. “Fall in.”

Volume 1: Chapter 106 Monster Tortures People

"This is our first stop—the hunters' camp."

Yuno leaped lightly off the griffin's back and waved to the giant beast in the air.

"Thanks, Aquila. Now you can go and rest."

The griffin, known as Aquila, let out a long cry and flapped its wings, disappearing into the clouds.

Duanmu Yan landed nimbly first, then turned around and reached out his hand to Coleta.

The second young lady nodded slightly, placed her fingertips lightly on his palm, and landed gracefully with his help—the griffin's back was far too high for her, and without Duanmu Yan's help, she probably wouldn't have been able to maintain her ease and elegance.

There's no way around it, height is a major disadvantage.

Although the second young lady was already trying very hard to drink milk.

"Hunter's camp?"

“Yes, this is the busiest gladiator encampment in the entire Sanguis Hunting Grounds.” Yuno explained as they walked. “In order to ensure that the hunters are in the best condition to fight the Black Tide Creatures, the Senate invests a lot of money every year to build all kinds of infrastructure here—blacksmith shops, clinics, taverns, shops... almost everything you could want.”

She led the group on a walk through the camp.

Duanmu Yan listened and nodded thoughtfully.

Perhaps because it was not the hunting season, there weren't many gladiators in the camp—or perhaps they should be called hunters now. Only a few were gathered in front of the blacksmith's shop, asking the blacksmith to maintain their weapons.

Besides the hunters, the camp is also home to an adorable, monstrous creature.

A few fluffy little creatures hopped and stopped in front of them, and Lupa couldn't help but bend down and gently stroke their heads: "Hehe, so cute~"

Duanmu Yan looked at them curiously: "What are these?"

“They are owls,” Yuno introduced with a smile. “Besides weapons, they are the hunters’ most reliable partners!”

"Where does it fit in?"

Duanmu Yan tilted his head and carefully examined the group of furry little creatures in front of him.

Yes, they are indeed cute.

but……

reliable?

I apologize; this is not meant to be rude, but rather because he simply cannot connect those two words with them, no matter what.

Could it be that these little guys, like Abu, may look frail but actually have some great purpose?

“To put it simply, the Wootosaurus are very intelligent creatures,” Yuno explained patiently. “They inhabited the Hunting Plains long before the Seven Hills Castle was established. Later, when the Black Tide broke out, their survival was threatened, and they ultimately chose to fight alongside humans.”

"Don't let their frail appearance fool you, these little guys are actually the backbone of the camp!"

Yuno proudly puffed out his chest: "They are in charge of the camp's logistics. Whether it's cooking, forging, repairing, or gathering, there's no logistics job you can't do."

"Over hundreds of years of hunting, the owl has learned to cooperate with hunters. Although they do not participate in the battle directly, they can provide various forms of support, and even transport hunters back to camp in specially made carts when their lives are in danger."

"Look, those little cars over there are their tools."

Duanmu Yan was taken aback upon hearing this—this premise sounds more and more familiar.

Wait... hunters, hunting, and these small creatures that provide support?

Suddenly, it dawned on him.

Good heavens, this is clearly...

I'm a monster hunter who abuses people—no, I mean monster hunter!

There's even a cat cart.

"It's been a long time, Lady Yu."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from behind them.

An unfamiliar voice came from behind. Upon hearing this voice, Yuno's face immediately showed undisguised disgust.

She crossed her arms and turned around, only to see a dashing blond man walking towards them.

"Tch, Avidia. What wind blew you here today?"

“The unusual activity at Karihara has naturally attracted the attention of the Senate.” Despite Yuno’s blunt attitude, Avidia maintained the composure typical of a gladiator. “I have come to investigate this matter on the orders of the Senate. It’s just a errand, so Lady Yu need not concern herself with such an insignificant character as myself.”

"Insignificant?" Yuno scoffed, turning his face away. "You're the darling of the Senate. Those old guys ignore me, but they value you highly."