From the moment she was old enough to understand, Kiana Kaslana knew that her mother had died because of the Honkai.
Long ago, probably back when she was still wandering the vast, snowy plains, she had made a vow: I will drive every last trace of the Honkai from this world! I won't leave a single one behind!
Today, that conviction remained unchanged.
It was just that the list of things she had to do had gotten a little longer.
Kiana was humming a little tune when she ran into Ye Feng's master on the road.
She couldn't help but feel a pleasant surprise. After all, they had both been "messed with" by Ye Feng, so they shared a sense of camaraderie born from a common misery.
Besides, even excluding the "Simulated Worlds," the "map" where NPCs could roam freely was enormous. In comparison, the number of people who entered was pitifully small.
The probability of a chance encounter here was about the same as Fu Hua getting a lucky single pull on a banner.
This had to be fate.
Kiana smiled brightly and took the initiative to greet her.
The moon-cold swordswoman paused for a second. In her memory, this white-haired girl was one of Ye Feng's minions, something akin to an "evil female executive."
She always seemed to see her during the "endurance competitions."
Even so, Jingliu gave a courteous nod in response to the girl's energetic greeting.
But from Kiana's perspective, her own enthusiastic greeting was met with a simple nod, the kind an elder or a grandmaster would give.
Then, without slowing her pace in the slightest, the woman continued walking forward with an air of indifference.
Having her warm enthusiasm met with a cold shoulder, Kiana puffed up her cheeks and stared at Jingliu's back, shaking her little fists as she muttered, "What's with her… such a cold person. No wonder that dog bastard Ye Feng loves to see you make all sorts of expressions. Hmph, this young lady won't be so soft-hearted next time!"
Kiana turned, filled with a newfound resolve, and started walking in Jingliu's direction.
Something was stirring in the little bug's chest, but before this passionate feeling could take shape, she was distracted by a strange sound coming from around a corner.
Kitty-Kiana's ears immediately perked up!
What tricks is that dog bastard Ye Feng up to now?
It was only natural for Kiana to assume that Ye Feng was up to… something.
Others might not have experienced a live broadcast even once, but for the "lucky Kiana," it was a regular occurrence.
Hmm… but this sound is different, isn't it?
Under Ye Feng's education and guidance, Kitty-Kiana could be considered a seasoned veteran, capable of identifying sexual positions by sound alone.
But the sound coming from that corner was one she had never heard before.
In the past, although Kiana would have wanted to leave immediately, her intense curiosity would have driven her to sneak a peek before fleeing like a startled cat.
But the weak Kitty-Kiana of the past was dead. Now, she was an even weaker Kitty-Kiana.
Kiana pressed herself against the wall, tiptoeing closer before slowly poking her little head out—
Clang! Clang!
The footrest of a high chair was being lifted and then slammed down, creating a sound of brutal violation in the silent corridor.
When a person is bound and their airway is blocked, they will struggle madly.
But because they are restrained, every struggle is futile, leaving them forever separated from release by an impassable wall of intense sensation.
However, the one struggling now was Hanabi, who was straddling Ye Feng. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her twin tails swung wildly, as if she were the one being interrogated.
Yet even as she suffocated, her face crimson, Hanabi still clung tightly to Ye Feng.
She was like a goldfish on the shore, "leaping" on top of him in a near-death state.
Kiana: "???"
Kiana's hands gripped the corner of the wall tightly. She held her breath, her sapphire-blue eyes wide with shock.
What is going on?
And that girl… who is she?
She hadn't seen her until yesterday. She wasn't even an NPC.
Which meant… she was a newcomer?
While Kiana was still stunned, Hanabi finally released Ye Feng. She licked the corner of her mouth, her cherry lips a bewitching shade of red.
"How was that? Little small-fry, do you understand how amazing the great Lady Hanabi is now?"
"Hehe, that's far from enough."
"Is that so, is that so? I admire your courage. In that case~~ shall the great Lady Hanabi continue?"
Hanabi stood up, standing gracefully before Ye Feng.
She raised her hands to her sides again, but this time it wasn't to grab her skirt. Instead, she slipped her fingers into the waistband of her black pantyhose, bent over, and slowly peeled them down.
As the black pantyhose rolled down, the snowy skin of her beautiful legs was slowly exposed to the air.
When they reached her feet, they were stopped by her round-toed leather shoes. Hanabi tilted her head, freed one hand to slip into the heel of her shoe, and slowly pulled out her foot, still partially sheathed in black silk.
Then, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the bright moon, her delicate, snow-white foot was finally revealed in its entirety.
It was an absolutely breathtaking, slender foot. Its fine bones were covered in supple, ice-like skin, yet it didn't lack for soft flesh.
The arch was fair and smooth. Through the delicate, translucent skin on the top of her foot, faint blue veins were visible.
The foot itself was as flawless as white jade, like congealed fat, appearing even more ethereal than the moon.
And at the very tips of this jade-like foot, a lustrous red suddenly appeared!
Her crystalline toenails were painted a crimson shade.
It was like the single, eye-catching stroke of bewitching red in a sublime ink wash painting, elevating the entire foot to another level of existence.
Hanabi casually tossed the stockings, still warm with her body heat, to the side, a sight that made Ye Feng's heart ache.
What a blasphemous waste!
An offense to both gods and men!
This look in Ye Feng's eyes, however, was interpreted by Hanabi as a sign of "timidity."
A chair materialized behind Hanabi, and she sat down elegantly.
She crossed her legs, gently swinging her jade-white calf, the crimson of her toenails reflecting the light with a crystalline gleam.
Hanabi smiled faintly as she watched Ye Feng.
It seemed the upcoming "torture" was already making him waver.
Hehe, hehehe, the expression on a person like this when they finally break must be spectacular.
Hanabi slowly "brewed" the moment, first trying to shatter Ye Feng's psychological defenses with words.
She dangled her slender, snow-white foot in front of his face. "Ta-da!! Next, I'm going to put my bare foot right into your mouth. Hehe, don't you dare beg for mercy."
Kiana, in the corner: "??"
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Although the [Hypnosis] tag above Hanabi's head was now gone, if it had been Mei or Bronya, they probably would have guessed Hanabi's true state the moment they saw this.
But this was Kiana. She couldn't help but stare, her face a mask of "How can there be another master player?"
Are all newcomers monsters?!!
"Hi, Kiana! Why are you sneaking around? What are you looking at over here?"
A light and tiny voice entered Kiana's ear.