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

These words acted like a key, instantly unlocking the floodgates of Duanmu Yan's long-sealed memories—the Six Ding and Six Jia never eat vegetarian food!

I don't know how many times I tried to overcome it back then...

"Let's go, the stone slab is still ahead."

"Ah."

Duanmu Yan followed closely in Koleta's footsteps, heading deeper into the Tibetan area.

There were hardly any people along the way—all security was handled entirely by Liuli Daoling.

These meticulously crafted Sound Relic Guardians are the most reliable force of the Mortari family, far more trustworthy than humans.

The two arrived at the exhibition area displaying the stone slabs without any hindrance.

Koleta removed the access device to unlock the case, and with a slight mechanical whirring sound, the display case slowly opened.

She carefully took out the ancient stone slab and handed it to Duanmu Yan.

"Here, here you go."

Duanmu Yan took the stone slab, lowered his head, and gazed at the galloping horse depicted on the slab, seemingly soaring through the high sky.

This must be the true appearance of the Lord of the Year in the past—a stark contrast to his current distorted state.

Now it was time to try and resonate with it again, to return to the world called Sonora. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness deep within, trying to awaken the power within him that allowed him to communicate with the stone tablet.

Koleta watched him intently, holding her breath, until the silence grew unsettling before she softly broke it: "Did it work?"

Duanmu Yan slowly opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly: "No."

"Huh? Why?" Koleta's eyes widened in surprise. "I remember when you first encountered the cat's eye stone, didn't you succeed right away?"

"I don't know what happened this time either."

Duanmu Yan was very puzzled. It was just a simple touch before, and his consciousness had traveled to the world of Sonora.

But this time...

Even though he tried to resonate with it using his power, he was unable to go to Sonora again.

"Could it be that this thing can only be used once?" Coleta wondered.

Duanmu Yan shook his head and stated his judgment: "It doesn't seem like it. When I infused my resonance power into it, I could clearly feel the frequency hidden in the stone slab trying to resonate with me. But..."

"Just what?"

“There is some kind of abnormal frequency blocking the signal in the middle, just like the signal is being interfered with.”

"Is it Leviathan?"

Upon hearing this name, Duanmu Yan's expression became much more serious: "Very likely. That being... seems to be deliberately preventing me from entering that world."

"Is that so?" Koleta pursed her lips, a thoughtful glint in her eyes. "If that's the case, I happen to know a friend whose resonance might be able to break through this barrier."

"Who?"

"A bard."

"travelling poet?"

"Don't rush, I'll introduce her to you when I have time." Koleta changed the subject, a meaningful smile playing on her lips. "As for now, I think you must be very tired and need to lie down and rest, right?"

Duanmu Yan paused, then instinctively retorted, "Tired? I'm not tired at all—"

Before he could finish speaking, the girl tilted her head slightly, smiled at him, and interrupted him in an unquestionable tone: "Listen to me, you're tired."

"..."

……

……

Colletta has a private suite deep inside the Everard vault.

This residence, located in the heart of the Tibetan-controlled area, is less a bedroom and more like an exquisite exhibition hall—its elegant decor is identical to that of her boudoir in the Motali Mansion, with every detail showcasing the owner's unique aesthetic.

Although she rarely stayed here overnight, only using the space when she was temporarily unable to return to the city due to work, the room was still filled with the tender atmosphere of a young girl.

The room was quiet, with a faint scent of perfume.

Duanmu Yan didn't know whether this was something that was already in the room or something that was emanating from Koleta.

In short, he really liked the light, refreshing fragrance.

"So the Second Miss even has her own room in the vault?"

"Yes. Because of work, I sometimes can't go back to Laguna City, so I've set up a room here."

Koleta continued in a calm and unhurried tone, turning her head to look at Duanmu Yan, a perfectly timed smile still playing on her lips.

"Because of the deep-seated reasons, there will be no one else here except for Sheng Hai, who is in charge of security."

This statement was made very naturally, yet it subtly revealed the girl's little thoughts.

"I mean—no one will bother us during this time."

The girl's voice was very soft, like a feather falling on white snow.

Duanmu Yan's breathing paused slightly.

Is Miss Second giving me a hint?

No, isn't this already a completely explicit statement?

So how should I answer now?

reject?

How can it be!

A hero cannot escape from the battlefield!

The girl seemed to sense his thoughts, and gently tiptoed closer to his ear. Her soft tone, accompanied by a delicate voice she had never shown before, brushed against him like a feather.

"So, how about we do something fun?"

"Today is my safe period."

Volume 1: Chapter 135 Pantyhose Cannot Be Taken Off!

Koleta wasn't actually the kind of person who felt ashamed of her inner thoughts.

Perhaps it was the careful upbringing she received from her family from a young age, or the accumulation of her own past experiences, that made her habitually wear an elegant and proper mask no matter when or where.

To outsiders, she was a sophisticated young lady, the perfect role model for the Motari family.

Indeed, she played the role perfectly and even enjoyed it.

Her family had given her everything, and she was naturally willing to give back with everything she had.

only……

Wearing this mask for too long brings with it the ever-present responsibility on one's shoulders, so heavy that it can occasionally make one feel a little tired.

Although the girl always kept her inner emotions hidden and never showed them to others, Duanmu Yan was the only exception.

Why do you feel this way?

Coleta didn't know either.

Perhaps it's because of love.

Only when she is by that person's side can she shed her family responsibilities and work, revealing her most authentic and pure side.

Even though she was like a sharp blade in the hands of her family, in the end, she was just a young girl in the prime of her youth.

Deep down, she also longed for a romantic encounter, a deeply unforgettable love, and a future that belonged only to her—a future full of endless possibilities.

The young girl, filled with anticipation for the future, quietly awaited the turning of the gears of fate.

Until my last conversation with Floro, it was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in her vision of a perfect future.

That woman...

He seems to know something about Duanmu Yan's past.

At first, Coleta thought that Floro's words were just a way of provoking her.

But later she also noticed something was wrong.

She knew nothing about Duanmu Yan's past, but about his present...

Yet it also seems like a huge mystery.

Abu—that strange voice-residue—currently coexists with him. And there are no similar cases anywhere else in Solaris.

Although Abu itself did not demonstrate any combat ability, it was able to face the Black Tide directly—face the gaze of the Livia Srinwa 24ba Tan.

Even Duanmu Yan will not be affected by this.

Including his strange resonance ability, which even allows him to resonate with the stone tablet of the Year Lord.

These repeated unusual occurrences quietly fostered an indescribable sense of crisis in the young girl's heart.

—She was afraid of losing it.

"If what Floro said is true, if Duanmu Yan really is carrying a hidden past..."

"Will it still be the cat's eye stone it is today when he regains his memories?"

"What place did I hold in his heart back then?"

"Will he... leave me then?"

The girl was terrified, but she did not back down.

The future is an interesting topic, and also a blank space that has yet to be filled.

As mentioned at the beginning, Koletta has always dared to face her own heart, without running away or being afraid.

Since the future has not yet happened, what she should do now is cherish every moment of the present.

The future is nothing more than the fruit that grows from the seeds sown in this moment over time.

The girl didn't know if Duanmu Yan would leave her in the future, but she understood that only by anchoring herself to the bond of the present moment, engraving her image into his soul, and becoming an inseparable part of him—

So Colette lifted her face, letting her determination solidify into starlight in her eyes.

"So, what's your answer?"

Koleta leaned forward slightly, getting very close to him, close enough to feel their warm breaths mingling together.

Even through the clothes, Duanmu Yan could clearly feel the girl's graceful, undulating figure, clinging tightly to him.

Although Duanmu Yan and Koleta had had intimate contact more than once before, the atmosphere at this moment was completely different from before, exuding a unique ambiguity.

"No matter what requirements the cat's eye stone makes, I can fulfill them."

The girl tilted her head slightly, looked at him with her affectionate eyes, and spoke softly.

Duanmu Yan stared at the girl in front of him, slightly lost in thought.

—The Corletta is truly exquisite, like a flawless gem created by the Creator himself.

At this moment, the gemstone was radiating a soft and captivating light, a unique and dazzling brilliance that belonged only to her.

"Second Miss, you—" Duanmu Yan was about to speak.

"Shh." Koleta quickly placed her index finger lightly against his lips, interrupting him, and then corrected him in a sweet voice, "Right now, I'd prefer you to just call me Koleta. After all, we're lovers, and there shouldn't be so many barriers between lovers. We're already inseparable."

As she spoke, a charming and lovely smile appeared on her face. Such an innocent and youthful expression was truly rare on her face.

It seems that only Duanmu Yan was fortunate enough to witness Koleta's captivating appearance.

That adorable smile, like a cluster of blazing flames, instantly ignited in Duanmu Yan's heart.

He could no longer suppress his inner impulse, and with a gentle push, he laid the girl down steadily on the soft, cloud-like bed.

Koleta let out a meaningful, amused, and slightly reproachful hum, a sound as light as a feather brushing against the heart, stirring an irresistible itch.

She lay gracefully on the bed, a subtle and charming smile always on her face, a stray silver hair playfully dangling from the corner of her mouth: "Can't wait any longer?"

“I’m just going along with your wishes.” Duanmu Yan stared into her eyes. “Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?”

"So, what kind of expectations does Cat's Eye have for me?" Koleta's tone became meaningful.