Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Samael closed the door behind him, walked step by step toward the hospital bed, and looked at the girl who was not speaking her mind with a half-smile.

"So, how am I supposed to take responsibility?"

"That...I..."

Suddenly, Lilith, caught off guard, was somewhat incoherent.

Under the gaze of those dark eyes, Lilith, who was not good at hiding her thoughts, quickly gave in and hurriedly raised her hands.

"Sigh. Fine, I get it. It's already like this, I lost, you won."

Samael was taken aback by the sudden defeat.

Seeing Samael standing there stiffly, Lilith was furious and immediately dragged him roughly to sit on the bed.

"I'm so angry! Come here and sit down!"

But then, Lilith's tone and body suddenly softened.

"You stupid Master... just let me sit on your lap for a little while now."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, her petite body slipped into Samael's arms, nimbly sitting on his lap, her little head drooping gently against Samael's chest.

My heart was pounding, strong and steady, and listening to it quietly brought an indescribable sense of peace and comfort.

"do not move!"

Lilith gave a soft command, then shifted to a more comfortable sitting position, leaning further against Samael's chest. Her expression was very relaxed and casual, as if she were using him as a human chair.

The cool fragrance emanating from the purple hair seeped into my nostrils, and the skin pressed against it felt as smooth as silk.

As everyone knows, the phrase "remaining unmoved by a woman in one's lap" has never been associated with a certain snake.

And so, unsurprisingly, Samael met with an accident.

"Ouch, what's that poking my butt?"

Dissolve Lilith frowned and muttered something, her buttocks instinctively shifting as she tried to find a more comfortable position.

However, after all this commotion, Samael couldn't help but gasp, his face turning almost black with green, his blood and qi uncontrollably flowing downwards and converging, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

Grandma, if you keep moving around like that, you might kill someone!

"Bangdang..."

Just as Samael was caught in a dilemma, a crisp cracking sound came from the corridor outside the door.

"Go and see!"

The ancient serpent immediately seized the opportunity to get up and beckoned Lilith to go outside to check the situation.

Having lost her excellent human cushion, Lilith reluctantly got up and followed Samael to the corridor where the sound had come from.

In the dimly lit corridor, a voluptuous purple-clad girl was kneeling on the ground, while a pair of enormous metal claws frantically picked up the overturned trays and broken teacups.

"Lip? What brings you here?"

"Yes, Kazuradrop sent me to bring some drinks and snacks. I accidentally spilled them..."

She answered stammeringly, her lips parted in a passionate smile, utterly flustered by the mess before her.

Candy vines?

That cunning little brat actually dumped her work on someone else just to avoid him. How could you betray your sister like that?

Samael was both amused and exasperated, and couldn't help but think to himself, "What do you mean?"

Seeing that the two did not speak, she became even more embarrassed and hurriedly stammered her promise.

"I'm so sorry, I'll get ready right away..."

However, while the enormous metal claws possess extraordinary destructive power, they are ill-equipped to perform such delicate movements.

After several attempts, not only were the debris on the ground not cleaned up, but the originally smooth stone slabs in the corridor were also scratched with grooves by the sharp claws.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

With passionate lips curving, she repeatedly bowed and apologized, almost ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear, and began to habitually wallow in self-pity.

"I'm so useless, I can't even do this little thing right, it's all my fault..."

Immediately realizing that she could not restore these things, nor could she make up for these mistakes, a dark cloud descended over the girl's head. She closed her eyes resignedly, her face filled with sorrow.

"Please punish me, whether it's whipping or scolding..."

Hearing that self-deprecating remark, Samael was both amused and exasperated. He bent down to pick up the shards and tray from the ground and easily repaired the scratches on the floor using alchemy.

After cleaning up the mess, Samael patted the shoulder of the man with warm, smiling lips, offering words of comfort.

"Here, that's it. Don't give up on yourself so easily in the future."

Passionately smiling through her tears, she nodded emphatically and looked gratefully at Samael who had helped her.

"I'll go prepare another one for you!"

Immediately, before Samael could refuse, Passionate Lips rushed forward, snatched the tray containing the shards, and ran towards the kitchen.

Samael moved his lips, watching the figure disappear into the night, and could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

Originally, this was just a small lesson for the candy vines, but it seems to have turned into a trial of passionate lips in the end?

"Lip is quite a handful, isn't she? That kid is slow, clumsy, and not very good at talking. But compared to BB and Violet, she's more reliable."

At this moment, Lilith, who had been silent until now, spoke softly. She first used her usual sharp tongue to criticize her useless sister, then turned to look at Samael beside her with a solemn expression.

"And because she has the ability to reflect, don't abandon her. Nurture her well and help her gradually adapt to this world. With your abilities, you should be able to do that, right?"

Is this considered sales?

Suddenly being entrusted with such high expectations, Samael couldn't help but mutter to himself.

But that's just right, the child will need it sooner or later.

Fifteen minutes later, in the health care room.

With trembling lips, she placed the tray on the table. Only after the swaying tea and pastries had reached their destination did she carefully retract her metal claws, wipe the fine beads of cold sweat from her forehead, and exhale with a sigh of relief.

After completing the task, Passionate Lips tucked the tray, which bore more than a dozen claw marks, under her arm and turned to walk towards the door.

However, as they left, those purple eyes kept glancing intentionally or unintentionally at Lilith's legs, their gaze filled with envy and longing.

Samael noticed the subtle gesture of passionate kissing and smiled back.

"Lip, do you want to be like Lilith and have your hands return to normal?"

"Is it okay? Can I really do it?"

Upon hearing this, Passionate Lips was momentarily at a loss, her face showing both excitement and trepidation.

"of course can!"

Samael made a firm promise, and to make his point more convincing, he even cited examples from the sidelines.

"Lilith corrected her physical abnormalities on her own after signing a contract with me. If you believe me, you can try it too."

That gentle voice was filled with an alluring, no, a convincing quality; the passionate lips made one's heart flutter.

However, if she were to sign a contract with someone else, BB...

Finally, after a mental struggle, Passionate Lips couldn't resist the temptation and made up her mind to nod decisively.

Seeing that he had successfully persuaded the other party, Samael nodded in satisfaction.

Fifteen minutes later, the enthusiastic girl gazed at her fair hands, now smooth and restored to their normal appearance, and was filled with excitement. She kept touching various things in the infirmary with her newly acquired limbs to satisfy her longing and curiosity.

Ignorant...

Lilith leaned against the corner, watching the somewhat distraught Lip, and scoffed inwardly, completely forgetting that she herself had once been like that.

After the initial excitement subsided, Samael clapped his hands and smiled.

"Come on, let me check your body."

"Ok!"

With enthusiastic lips, she nodded quickly and followed Samael's instructions, plopping down on the hospital bed convenient for testing.

"Boom~!"

However, the moment he sat down, the entire hospital bed shattered into pieces, along with his passionate lips, crashing to the ground.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Samael stared in disbelief at the beeping electronic scale under the bed and the 1000kg weight displayed on the screen.

Standing at 1.56 meters tall and weighing one ton, what kind of heavy tank is this?

Chapter 42 Stop rushing, my back hurts.

"Bang!"

The door to the health room was slammed shut, followed by the crisp sound of the lock clicking shut.

Samael stood at the bottom of the steps, staring at the closed door, and shook his head in frustration.

He didn't do anything particularly beastly; he just asked out of curiosity about Passionate Lips's real weight and Lilith's height.

then……

There's no after that.

Samael, who was dancing in the minefield, was pushed out the door by two girls whose faces were flushed.

Okay, though it's a bit impolite.

Lilith's height can be roughly estimated by sight, but he really wants to know how someone with a height of 1.56 meters could accumulate a ton of weight.

"1...1 ton is just a load similar to that generated during communication, not actual body weight!"

With embarrassed, passionate lips and a trembling chest, she offered the above explanation.

In the comparison, it seems that the only obvious difference between her and Lilith is that one place.

Is it really a matter of milk supply?

As Samael muttered to himself, the image of those exaggerated breasts with their passionate, kissing lips flashed through his mind.

With a chest circumference of 160cm, theoretically, even a person's head could probably fit inside.

No, it's not a theory.

Absolutely!

He almost forgot that inside Passionlip's passionately kissed chest was an imaginary space pocket that could infinitely store junk. Any junk data destroyed by Passionlip, no matter how large, could be infinitely stored.

So, let alone a head, you could probably fit an entire person inside.

What kind of four-dimensional cleavage is this...?!

While secretly grumbling, he could vaguely imagine the bizarre scene of passionately kissing a member of the opposite sex and stuffing the other person's entire body into his chest.

And that poor woman seemed to have the exact same face as him.

Samael couldn't help but shudder, quickly shaking his head to dispel the overactive imagination in his mind. He then glanced at the locked infirmary door with a mocking look.

Lilith is a tsundere, passionate and slightly shy, and she's a bit of a submissive. She just went through a minefield tonight, so they probably won't come to her door directly, right?

So, I should be able to get a good night's sleep before I leave.

The ancient snake yawned, stretched, and turned to walk towards its bedroom under the moonlight.

The door creaked open, and a figure stood in the entryway with outstretched arms, blinking bright eyes, a smile spreading across her pretty face, and her crimson lips moving.

"Welcome back, senior. Would you like to take a shower first, or eat first, or perhaps eat first..."

"boom!"

The door slammed shut with lightning speed. Samael took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

"The door was opened too hard, and I started hallucinating..."

Then, Gu She patted his chest to calm himself down, turned the handle again, and opened the door.

Moonlight streamed through the crack in the open door, gradually illuminating the entryway.

A hot goddess, wearing a gold star hair accessory, a purple ribbon tied in her hair, a purple bikini with a silver leather belt and black knee-high boots, shyly covered her chest.