Ark Simulator, don't I have no physical form?

“No!” Enya objected immediately, her tone resolute. “Suri has just materialized, and his consciousness is still unstable. He needs my spiritual power to continuously nurture and guide him! What if he loses control of his energy or his consciousness dissipates if he lives alone? He must stay by my side!” She paused, a barely perceptible blush rising on her face, but her tone remained firm: “Besides… look at him (she pointed to Suri’s furry ears and tail), doesn’t he look like… a cub that needs his mother’s care? How can I leave him alone in a cold room?” Her maternal instincts were completely aroused by Suri’s slightly fragile and helpless state at this moment. In her eyes, Suri was a “snow leopard cub” who had accidentally wandered into her world and needed careful protection.

A cub?! Yera's eyes twitched slightly. Looking at the boy, whose height was almost that of an adult male but whose face was still somewhat childlike, she simply couldn't reconcile him with the word "cub." Although… those ears and tail did add a touch of… eerily cuteness?

Suri (Snow Leopard version), the focus of the two women's argument, appeared unusually...calm? Or perhaps resigned? He seemed to understand their quarrel over their "dwelling," but he didn't seem particularly concerned. Having just gained physical form, he was filled with curiosity about this cold and unfamiliar world, but also felt a deep weariness and...discomfort. His naked body beneath his robes was uncomfortable; the chill in the air gave his exposed skin goosebumps; and Yera's hostile gaze made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He silently walked to the corner of the meditation room, where a thick, soft snow wolf fur rug was laid out. He first carefully tested the softness of the rug with his toes (he wasn't wearing shoes), and then… he did something that instantly stunned Enya and Yera, who were arguing—

He curled up like a real feline, lying on his side on the carpet! Then, he reached out (claw?) and grabbed his long, bushy tail, opened his mouth, and gently...nibbled on the tip of the tail with his teeth!

Yes, he caught it! Just like many cats or leopard cubs do! He seemed to feel safer that way? Or maybe it was just that his tail was wagging in front of him, and he subconsciously wanted to bite something? Holding the tip of his tail in his mouth, his obsidian-like eyes were half-closed, and he looked blankly at Enya and Yera, who were arguing endlessly about his "ownership," with a helpless expression on his face that said, "You two argue all you want, I'm tired, I'm going to rest for a while," with a hint of lifelessness...

Enya: "!!!"

Yela: "!!!"

The two women instantly stopped arguing, their gazes fixed on the "snow leopard boy" curled up in the corner, clutching his own tail. Enya's eyes lit up instantly, an irresistible urge to rush over and hug him tightly! So...so adorable! He was exactly like a large, loving snow leopard cub! Her "cub theory" was perfectly proven!

Volume 18, Chapter 1101: This was just a subconscious action.

Yera's lips twitched violently, and a vein seemed to throb on her forehead. Looking at Suri's behavior, so completely contrary to human etiquette and brimming with "wildness," her vigilance didn't lessen; instead, it intensified! This wasn't a cub! This was clearly… an undiminished wild instinct! The danger had increased significantly!

“Look! Yera!” Enya pointed at Suri, her tone tinged with pride and even more determined defense. “How can he live alone in this condition? He needs warmth and companionship! I’ve decided, he can live in the outer room of my bedchamber! There’s a fireplace and a soft couch there, and I can take care of him anytime!” She practically announced her final decision.

"Your Holiness! This is too dangerous! It's against the rules!" Yela exclaimed anxiously, stepping forward with an unprecedentedly firm tone. "Your bedchamber is a sacred place. How can you allow a creature of unknown origin... a male... to enter at will?! This will damage your reputation! I absolutely will not allow it!"

“Rules are rigid, but people are flexible! Suri is not a ‘living being,’ he is my…guest! It is a destiny bestowed upon him by Yeragand!” Enya did not back down either, exuding the aura of a saint. “Besides, with you guarding outside the door, what danger could there be? Or is it that, Yeragand, you lack confidence in your own strength?” She even resorted to provocation.

“This isn’t a matter of strength! This is a matter of principle!” Yela refused to budge an inch.

The two were once again engulfed in a heated argument, their voices unconsciously rising considerably.

Meanwhile, the central figure in the incident—Suri—remained curled up in the corner, listlessly chewing on the tip of his tail. He listened to the increasingly loud arguments of the two women beside him, sighed almost imperceptibly, and a fleeting, remarkably human-like…helplessness and frustration flashed in his dark eyes. He released his mouth, letting his tail slip down, then hugged his large tail with both hands (paws?), burying his face in his fluffy fur, as if this could shut out the noise from the outside world.

What kind of place did he end up in? These two women... are so noisy. Remien is much quieter. Thinking of Remien, his eyes dimmed for a moment, but were quickly replaced by his current worries.

Ultimately, the outcome of this "accommodation dispute" seemed predetermined. Under Saintess Enya's insistence and... her powerful theoretical offensive of "divine will" and "the cub's needs," Yera, despite her extreme reluctance, could only grit her teeth and... compromise.

Thus, the Holy Mountain Monastery of Kjerag welcomed its first-ever male "guest"... a man with snow leopard ears and a tail, sharing a roof with the saint. Yera was forced to become this "guest's"...chief (and sole) monitor and...nanny? The future seemed destined to be anything but peaceful. Suri watched as Enya finally stopped arguing and walked towards him, along with the frosty-faced Yera, and silently put his tail back in his mouth. The future... was fraught with difficulties.

The argument in the meditation room finally subsided. An awkward silence, like the aftermath of a heated argument, filled the air. Enya was slightly out of breath, her lake-blue eyes gleaming with victory and a hint of barely perceptible exhaustion. Yera, on the other hand, had her lips tightly pressed together, her dark eyes flashing with cold light, her face so dark it could drip water. She was clearly extremely dissatisfied with the final decision that "Suri should move into the outer room of the Saintess's Chamber," yet utterly helpless.

The two faced off for a moment, their gazes turning simultaneously to the "culprit" who had started this "storm" in the corner.

Suri (the snow leopard version) remained curled up on the thick snow wolf fur rug, his posture almost unchanged. He seemed oblivious to the heated debate about his "ownership" and "right of residence," or perhaps... simply didn't care? He released the tip of his tail from his mouth, now cradling his long, bushy tail with both hands (or rather, his hands covered in a thin layer of fur with distinct knuckles?), his chin resting on the soft fur, his obsidian eyes half-closed, his gaze vacant, displaying a lazy, "it's none of my business" attitude. Only his fluffy snow leopard ears twitched almost imperceptibly as they sensed two focused gazes.

Looking at his nonchalant (or perhaps indifferent?) demeanor, as if it were none of their business, Enya and Yera both felt a strange sensation. They were arguing heatedly, while the person in question was acting like nothing had happened, playing with his tail in a corner…?

Enya's initial smugness at "winning" was quickly replaced by a mixture of amusement and affection. Looking at Suri's curled-up, vulnerable, and helpless posture, especially his slightly trembling ears and the large, soft-feeling tail he held in his arms, the urge to be close and comfort him surged again. She softened her steps, a gentle smile on her face, and walked towards Suri.

"Suri?" she called softly, crouching down to meet Suri's gaze as she curled up. "Don't be afraid, it's all over now. From now on... you can live here with me, okay?" She reached out, wanting to gently stroke Suri's head, or... those unusually soft ears, as if to soothe a frightened little animal.

However, just before her fingertips were about to touch the top of Su Rui's head, a figure moved even faster, bringing a gust of cold wind, and pierced between her and Su Rui!

It's Yela!

Yera moved with lightning speed; she was clearly still seething with anger over her earlier "debate defeat." Seeing Enya about to touch the "danger," she acted almost instinctively! She wasn't attacking Suri, but rather… an act bordering on "sulking" and "asserting dominance," driven by a strong possessive desire!

Yera strode up to Suri, and amidst Enya's surprised gaze and Suri's sudden alertness, she bent down, stretched out her arms, and with an irresistible, almost "scooping up" motion, lifted Suri, who was curled up on the carpet, into her arms!

"Ah!" Caught off guard, Suri let out a short, startled gasp! He hadn't expected Yella to pull such a stunt! His body was suddenly suspended in mid-air, causing him to instinctively struggle, and his large tail bristled and stood on end!

But Yera's arm strength was astonishing, and she held him very steadily. She hugged Suri like a large doll, face to face. Suri was slightly taller than her, and this position forced him to lower his head slightly. His dark eyes were filled with astonishment, embarrassment, and a hint of offended annoyance as he stared at Yera's icy face so close to his.

Volume 18, page 1102 (Check this page)

"You... let go!" Su Rui spat out the words through gritted teeth, his voice filled with suppressed anger. He hated this humiliating position of being completely controlled!

Yera completely ignored his protests. A triumphant, wicked glint flashed in her dark eyes, as if to say, "Hmph! You won't let us stay together? Then I'll 'inspect' you first!" She gripped Suri's waist tightly with one hand (through the ill-fitting robe), while the other hand... very unceremoniously reached directly for Suri's pair of furry snow leopard ears, which were completely erect in fright!

"!" Su Rui's whole body stiffened abruptly! Her pupils contracted sharply!

Yera's fingers, slightly cool, precisely pinched the tip of Suri's ear, and then... began to knead it! The movement wasn't exactly gentle; it even carried a hint of... venting frustration, or curious inquiry? As if examining a novel toy.

"!!!" Suri's ears were an extremely sensitive area! When Yera pinched them, an indescribable current, a mixture of tingling, itching, and intense shame, instantly coursed through his entire body! His fair cheeks flushed bright red, all the way to his ears! He struggled violently, using both hands and feet to try and push Yera away: "Bastard! Let go! Don't touch me!"

However, Yera's strength far exceeded his expectations; her arms remained motionless like iron hoops. Moreover, Yera seemed to have discovered something even more interesting. Her fingers slid down the contours of her ears, gently scratching the softer downy hair behind them, while her gaze fell on the enormous tail behind Suri, which appeared even more fluffy due to its ruffled fur.

"The tail... looks pretty good too." Yera spoke harshly in a cold tone, and with her free hand, she actually... grabbed the base of Suri's tail!

"Ugh—!" Suri let out a muffled groan, almost a sob, filled with extreme shame and indignation, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on! The base of the tail is a more sensitive area than the ears! His whole body went limp, his struggles weakened instantly, and even his dark eyes welled up with tears! It was too... too shameful!

Enya, standing to the side, was completely stunned by this sudden scene! She watched as Yela hugged Suri like a doll, shamelessly kneading his ears and tail, while Suri struggled, his face flushed, both ashamed and angry… The image… was too impactful! Her cheeks couldn't help but burn, feeling a mix of… envy for Yela's "directness" and a pang of sympathy for Suri being "bullied" like this?

"Yela! Let him go!" Enya finally reacted, shouting anxiously and angrily, "You'll scare him!"

Yera glanced at Enya, but her hands didn't stop; instead, she intensified her actions, gently combing the long fur on Suri's tail with her fingertips. Her tone was calm yet provocative: "Didn't the Saintess say he looked like a 'cub that needs care'? I'm checking if the 'cub' is healthy. The ears are quite flexible, and the tail fur is plentiful; it seems he's being 'fed' well." Her words were clearly a taunt to Enya's earlier "cub theory."

Suri was absolutely furious! He'd never suffered such humiliation in his entire life (though his memory was hazy)! To be held like a child by a woman, and to have his ears and tail played with in public! An utter disgrace! He glared fiercely at Yela; if looks could kill, Yela would have been torn to pieces! But his strength hadn't returned, and his body was weak from being touched on sensitive spots, making it impossible for him to break free!

In this chaotic, eerily tense moment, Suri, held captive in Yera's arms, suddenly stopped his futile struggles. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging anger and shame in his chest, his dark eyes quickly cooling down, returning to an almost indifferent calm. He gave Yera a deep look, his gaze icy and piercing, causing Yera's fingers, which were kneading his ear, to pause involuntarily.

Then, to the astonishment of Yela and Enya, Suri did something that surprised both of them—

He very… naturally, reached his hand into… the pocket of that large bathrobe? Hmm? Does the bathrobe have pockets? It seems… it does, though they're very shallow.

Then, with Yela still holding him and Enya staring in astonishment, Suri pulled out... his portable terminal? from that inconspicuous little pocket!

That black, sleek terminal seemed to be a part of his body, following him eerily whether in the form of a fragment of consciousness or a physical projection.

Ignoring Yela's cold face so close to his, and the awkwardness of being held in her arms, Su Rui skillfully unlocked the screen, his fingers gliding rapidly across the virtual keyboard. His gaze was fixed intently on the screen, as if he had instantly entered another world, completely shielding himself from external distractions. His expression was calm and undisturbed, except for the still flushed tips of his ears and his slightly rapid breathing, which still bore traces of his earlier struggle.

Yela: "???"

Enya: "???"

Both of them were stunned. Yela unconsciously loosened her grip on Suri's arm. She looked down at the "snow leopard boy" in her arms, who had been furious and humiliated just a moment ago, and was now calmly playing on his phone, momentarily speechless. What... what kind of move is this? Ignoring me? Treating me like I don't exist?

Enya was also dumbfounded. Suri's emotional shifts were... way too fast! She's already... playing on her phone? While being hugged and having her ears and tail touched?!

An eerily quiet silence fell over the meditation room. Yera held Suri stiffly; Suri, being held, focused intently on the terminal; Enya stood to the side, watching this unbelievable scene.

Looking at Suri, who was completely absorbed in her own world, Yera felt a sense of utter frustration at being ignored and... a strange irritation welled up inside her. She unconsciously tightened her grip on Suri's ear.

Suri's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, but his gaze remained fixed on the screen. He simply reached out with his other free hand and very casually... swatted away Yella's hand that was bothering his ear! The movement was as natural as swatting a fly!

Yela: "!!!" She simply couldn't believe it! This kid!

Enya watched this scene and couldn't help but chuckle. She suddenly realized that Suri's strategy of "remaining unchanged amidst all changes" and using "ignoring" to counter "harassment" was... incredibly brilliant! It had Yera thoroughly exasperated and utterly helpless!

Volume 18, Chapter 1103: It's just a heater.

Yera's face darkened as she looked at Suri, who was using her as a "human chair" and "heater" while engrossed in her phone, and then at Enya, who was laughing hysterically beside her. An inexplicable anger surged to her head! She abruptly released her arms!

"Bang!" Caught off guard, Su Rui fell hard on the soft carpet. It didn't hurt, but he looked quite embarrassed. He almost dropped the terminal in his hand.

Suri raised his head, his dark eyes coldly sweeping over Yella. He didn't speak, but silently brushed non-existent dust off his robe, adjusted his posture, and continued... looking at his terminal. It was as if the fall he had just experienced was merely a change of seating position.

Yela, seeing his unyielding attitude, was so angry her chest heaved. Finally, she could only glare at him fiercely, turn around, walk to the window, and sulk with her arms crossed. She realized that arguing with this guy was just asking for trouble!

Enya suppressed a laugh, walked over and sat down next to Su Rui, and asked softly, "Su Rui, what are you looking at?"

Without looking up, Su Rui swiped her fingers across the screen and mumbled a reply: "...data."

Enya leaned closer for a look and saw that the screen displayed complex charts and data about Originium energy conduction efficiency and weapon structure optimization. She blinked, understanding dawning on her. Sure enough, this was what Su Rui was truly interested in. It seemed that even in this…adorable form, his core remained that of a calm, pragmatic, and power-focused executor.

She looked at Suri's focused profile, his fluffy ears tilted slightly forward in concentration, his tail unconsciously swaying gently on the carpet... Her heart softened again. Perhaps Yera's worries were unnecessary? Suri... he was actually just a slightly awkward, slightly arrogant, but not complicated... big boy? Well, at most... a big boy with ears and a tail.

Enya smiled and didn't disturb him further, simply sitting quietly beside him, savoring the somewhat comical tranquility of surviving a catastrophe. Yera, on the other hand, stood by the window, her cold back conveying her dissatisfaction. The Saintess of Sherag's bedchamber, their future "cohabitation," seemed destined to be anything but boring. As for Suri, he used his terminal to create a temporary, quiet "refuge" for himself. As for the debt of having his ears and tail touched… he made a note of it.

Inside the meditation room, a delicate tension hung in the air. Yela stood by the window, her back to the room, radiating an aura of icy indifference, clearly still resentful of her earlier defeat and Suri's dismissive attitude. Enya sat beside Suri, watching his profile as he intently stared at the terminal screen, and his snow leopard ears twitching slightly with his thoughts. A soft smile and an irresistible urge to be close filled her heart. Suri, sandwiched between the two, was completely absorbed in his own world, his fingers swiping rapidly across the terminal screen, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.

Time passed slowly. The firewood in the fireplace crackled softly, and the sound of the wind and snow outside the window seemed to lessen.

Finally, Enya couldn't contain herself any longer. Looking at Suri's aloof and distant demeanor, and recalling his earlier, embarrassed and helpless, almost childlike, expression when Yera had "bullied" him, her mischievous impulses and maternal instincts stirred once more. She quietly raised her head, her gaze passing over Suri's shoulder to meet Yera's eyes as she stood by the window.

Yera seemed to sense her gaze, turning her head slightly. Her dark eyes still held a chill, but deep within them flashed a hint of… barely perceptible… desire? The unusually soft and warm touch when she had kneaded Suri's ears and tail, and Suri's embarrassed and annoyed reaction, seemed to have… left her with a strange, peculiar urge to experience it again? After all, the feeling of completely controlling and freely “playing with” a powerful (potential) being carried a secret, almost sacrilegious pleasure.

Their eyes met briefly in the air, instantly understanding the unspoken "malicious intent" in each other's gazes. The minor "conflict" from before vanished in the face of their shared goal! A silent "alliance" was swiftly formed!

Enya winked at Yela, a sly smile playing on her lips, and gestured with her eyes: "Together?"

Yera's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth curved upwards almost imperceptibly, which was tantamount to acquiescence. She turned around and silently walked back in the direction of Surui and Enya.

Immersed in the world of the terminal, Su Rui seemed oblivious to the approaching danger. He was focused on analyzing data on the rifling wear of high-explosive guns, his brow slightly furrowed, his fingers tapping on the virtual keyboard. His furry ears tilted slightly forward in concentration, occasionally twitching as he thought; his bushy tail swept unconsciously across the carpet, the tip sometimes curling into a small circle.

This unguarded, even somewhat "inviting" gesture was practically a challenge to the self-control of the two women!

Enya and Yera sat down slowly on either side of Suri, forming a small circle. Their movements were subtle, but Suri noticed them immediately! His fingers, which were tapping on the screen, paused. He looked up warily, his dark eyes quickly scanning the two menacing figures on either side. When he saw Yera return, both wearing that… malicious, “cat-like” smile on their faces, his alarm bells rang!

"What...what do you want?" Su Rui's body tensed instantly, instinctively trying to shrink back, but there was a wall behind him, nowhere to retreat! A hint of panic and...a hint of resigned helplessness flashed in his dark eyes? Not again?!

"It's nothing~" Enya smiled like a cat that had just stolen some cream, her voice so sweet it could drip honey, "We saw you were staring at the terminal for so long, it's bad for your eyes, so we'll help you... relax a bit~" As she spoke, she had already reached out her "claws," her target being Su Rui's cheeks, which looked incredibly soft to the touch!

Almost simultaneously, Yera also made her move! Her target was clear and direct—the large tail behind Suri, which was slightly ruffled due to nervousness!

"Hey! Wait! Don't..." Before Suri could finish speaking, two hands (claws?) landed on him at the same time!

Enya's warm, soft fingers gently pinched Suri's cheek. The touch was delicate and smooth, with the elasticity unique to a young boy. She carefully controlled her pressure, gently kneading it with her fingertips, as if handling a fragile treasure. Her movements were tender and full of affection, her eyes brimming with a gentle smile.

Volume 18, Chapter 1104: A Brutal Attack

"Mmm..." Su Rui's cheek was pinched, forcing him to pout and let out a muffled protest. He tried to turn his head away, but Enya's fingers seemed to have magic, carrying a gentle strength that he couldn't refuse, making it impossible for him to break free. And... to be honest, Enya's massage technique... was quite comfortable? The warm touch and gentle pressure on his cheek did relieve some of the fatigue he felt from staring at the screen for so long.

On the other side, Yera's "attack" was far more "brutal"! She grabbed the base of Suri's tail! That was an extremely sensitive area! Suri shuddered violently, and the fur on his tail instantly bristled! He gasped, his dark eyes instantly welling up with tears, and he glared at Yera with shame and indignation!

"Let...let go!" He squeezed out the two words through clenched teeth, his voice trembling.

Yera, however, paid no heed. Her fingers applied moderate pressure, yet carried an undeniable sense of control. First, she gently stroked the tail along its bone structure, smoothing the unruly fur, and then… began to meticulously comb the thick, soft fur on the tail with her fingertips! Her movements possessed a peculiar, almost professional, skill, as if she were tending to an expensive fur coat? Her fingertips brushing against the roots of the fur brought waves of indescribable stimulation, a mixture of slight itching and strange comfort!

"Mmm..." Suri couldn't help but let out a very soft, suppressed whimper from deep in his throat. The tail is a more sensitive part than the ears, and Yera's "professional" grooming brought a stimulation far greater than the simple kneading just now! A tingling sensation shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, making his limbs weak and almost collapsing! He subconsciously wanted to curl up to protect his tail, but Yera's hands held him firmly like iron clamps, making him unable to move.

“You… that’s enough…” Suri tried to struggle, but faced with the “attack” of two people, his strength seemed so insignificant. Enya gently pinched his cheeks, and Yela “professionally” combed his tail. He was like Tang Sanzang who had fallen into the Spider Cave, completely surrounded by the “gentle embrace” and powerless to resist.

After the initial shame and resistance, a strange...comfort...began to quietly spread.

Enya's fingertips were gentle, and the pressure of her massage on his cheeks was just right, which did relieve his fatigue; as for Yela... although her movements were forceful, the meticulous combing of her hair removed some of the discomfort of tangled hair that he had not noticed before, and the subtle stimulation brought by her fingertips... did not seem to be entirely torture?

Under the relentless "onslaught" of the two, Su Rui's tense body gradually... relaxed. He stopped struggling violently, only twisting his body symbolically and uttering a few muffled murmurs filled with deep dissatisfaction:

"……Hate……"

"...Get away..."

"...Don't touch there..."

"...So annoying..."

But his protests grew softer and weaker, becoming more and more like... a kind of coquettish pleading?

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, his long silver eyelashes trembled slightly, and the blush on his cheeks from embarrassment and annoyance had not yet faded, but was now tinged with a lazy rosy hue from being "served" comfortably. His snow leopard ears, which had been alert and erect at the beginning, were now slightly tilted back and in a semi-relaxed state, occasionally twitching uncontrollably when Yella combed a particularly comfortable spot at the base of his tail.

Enya and Yera took in his changes, exchanged a glance, and both smiled knowingly. Enya's movements became even gentler, as if she were soothing a sulking cat; Yera, though still with a stern face, unconsciously slowed down her tail grooming, her fingertips more precisely targeting areas that would make Suri feel comfortable.

Suri completely gave up resisting. He slumped against the wall like a puddle of melting snow, letting the two "female demons" do as they pleased. He even unconsciously tilted his head back slightly, making it easier for Enya to knead his cheeks; his tail also loosened its grip, letting Yera do as she pleased. A very faint purring sound began to emerge from his throat, similar to the sound of a feline being petted comfortably… a purring? Though very soft, it was clearly audible in the quiet room!

Enya and Yera both heard the sound! Enya's eyes instantly lit up dramatically, filled with the joy of "victory" and an overflowing maternal glow! Yera, though still expressionless, seemed to soften the lines of her lips by a millimeter? A very faint smile, one that even she herself didn't notice, flickered in her dark eyes?

"See? It's still very comfortable, isn't it?" Enya smiled and gently stroked Suri's nose with her fingertip.

Su Rui let out a muffled hum, tacitly acquiescing. He didn't even bother to open his eyes, completely immersed in the comfort of being thoroughly "served." Shame, masculine dignity—at this moment…none of that mattered. Comfort…was the only thing that mattered.

Thus, an extremely...harmonious (?) yet bizarre scene unfolded in the meditation room: the saintess of Sherag and her personal maid (a deity), one on each side, "surrounded" a handsome young man with snow leopard ears and a tail. One gently rubbed his face, while the other professionally groomed his fur. The object of their "service" looked languid and content, his eyes half-closed, emitting satisfied purrs, like a large...snow leopard pet that had been stroked to its fullest extent?

If an outsider were to barge in right now, they would be absolutely shocked!

This "collective leopard petting" operation lasted for quite some time. It wasn't until Suri seemed to be really drowsy from the "massage," her head nodding and almost resting on Enya's shoulder, that the two reluctantly stopped.

Enya gently withdrew her hand, looking at Suri's unguarded sleeping face, her heart filled with a tender sense of satisfaction. Yera also released Suri's tail, which now hung smoothly on the carpet, its fur combed smooth and fluffy.

Su Rui felt the "service" stop, wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and let out a muffled murmur, as if complaining about why it had stopped. But he was too comfortable and too lazy to move, so he leaned against the wall and drifted into a half-asleep state.

Enya and Yera exchanged a smile, a strange sense of accomplishment and tacit understanding, as if they had jointly "raised" some rare creature, quietly growing between them. The minor unpleasantness and arguments from before seemed insignificant at this moment.

Looking at Suri's languid demeanor, Yela's wariness, though not completely gone, had subtly diminished, along with her intense hostility and repulsion. Perhaps... keeping this "little guy" wasn't all bad? At least... it was quite stress-relieving?

Volume 18, page 1105: Just a minor contradiction.

Enya gently smoothed the slightly messy silver hair from Su Rui's forehead, thinking to herself: It seems I'll have to give Su Rui "relaxation massages" more often. This seems... to be a good way to strengthen their "bond" and accelerate the materialization process (her inner calculation)!