Three figures sat at a shadowed corner table.
The air hung heavy with jasmine steam and the kind of tension that made every breath feel like a loaded gun ready to fire. The wooden table was still wet from Shizu's spilled tea, and the faint smell of expensive pastries mixed with the sharp scent of anger.
Reon sat there with eyes glowing faint red.
Muscles tight under his fresh clothes like they were ready to snap at any second. He could feel the power still buzzing under his skin, the Void Binding humming like a second heartbeat.
Shizu's messy silver hair fell wild across her face.
She was still in her damp sports bra from the river crash, thighs clenched in pure anger as she stared at the two of them like she wanted to punch their faces and kiss their mouths at the same time. Her chest rose and fell fast, like she was barely holding back a scream.
And Seryth.
The snake lady in full sexy human form.
Beautiful face calm and deadly.
Body curved in ways that made men forget their own names and beg for new ones. She leaned back in her chair like she owned the whole tea house, one leg crossed over the other, a small smile playing on her lips as she watched the chaos she helped create.
Shizu slammed her porcelain cup down first.
CRACK.Tea splashed across the table like fresh blood, droplets hitting Reon's thigh with wet little sounds that made the moment feel way too intimate.
Her voice cracked like a whip across the room.
"I need a fucking explanation. Right fucking now."
She pointed straight at Reon, eyes blazing.
"You crash out of the sky like a bloody cum-stained meteor, Reon.
Now tell me who you really are. Also, that Anaconda bitch now became a human. Then your system and stuff. Then we are here, in Luxeria."
Shizu's chest heaved as she kept going, words pouring out faster than she could stop them.
"I don't understand a thing.
And because all of this, my all allowance is gone. My tenant is broke. And the main part—who is gonna pay the bill?
This fucking tea is 1300 pisa. I can feed myself a week with that money."
Reon opened his mouth to answer, but Seryth cut him off with a lazy flick of her finger, voice smooth as silk sliding over skin.
"Oh honey Shizu… you want to know why I'm here?
I wanted to avenge my clan, my people. The plague caused by some dark elements. I, as a queen, will destroy them who did this. We just lived underground but these monsters wanted us to disappear. I will kill them piece by piece. But apparently, thanks to baby Reon, I lost my true form and powers. So I will stick around you for now."
Shizu blinked, mouth hanging open like she'd been slapped with a fish.
"Wait—what the fuck did you just say? Queen? Underground? Plague? Baby Reon? You're telling me this while my allowance is gone and this overpriced tea is staring at me like it owns my soul?!"
Reon tried again, voice low and careful.
"Shizu, listen—"
But Seryth leaned in, stealing the moment again with a smirk that could melt steel.
"Ohhh, this pastry is so juicy… making me wet."
Shizu's face went full tomato.
"What?????
Fuck me—I have to go to the guild. I will take the leave now. You two enjoy. Bye. Bye."
She stood up so fast her chair scraped like nails on glass and bolted out the door, ponytail whipping behind her like she was running from her own thoughts.
Reon and Seryth stared at each other in the sudden silence.
Seryth tilted her head, lips curling slow. "That little kitty didn't pay the bill."
Reon looked down at the table.
The total bill stared back at them: 8,590 pisa.
The cute waitress chose that exact second to walk past their table, tray wobbling on her shaky hand, eyes trying (and failing) not to stare at the three of them.
CRASH!
Her entire tray hit the floor with a loud, embarrassing clatter. Hot tea exploded everywhere like a mini explosion, steaming splashes flying in every direction. Most of it landed straight across Reon's new thighs, soaking through the thin fabric in seconds. The wet cloth clung tight, heavy and dark, perfectly outlining the thick, heavy shape of his cock for the whole tea house to see — every ridge, every inch, impossible to miss.
The waitress froze like someone just hit pause on her life.
Mouth wide open.
Eyes locked on the three of them.
First she zeroed in on Reon's bulge — her gaze stuck there for a full second, cheeks turning cherry red.
Then she looked at Shizu's angry face.
Then at Seryth's calm, deadly smile.
She looked like she'd just seen the end of the world and the beginning of the filthiest dream she'd ever had.
"Oh my god— I'm so sorry!" she squeaked, voice high and shaky. "I-I didn't mean to— your pants— oh no, it's… it's really… I mean— I can see— I'm so sorry!"
She dropped to her knees in a panic, trying to mop up the mess with her apron, but her hands were trembling so bad she kept brushing against Reon's soaked thigh. Every time her fingers grazed the wet fabric, she flinched like she'd touched fire.
Shizu snorted. "Nice aim, clumsy."
Seryth just smirked wider, licking a drop of tea off her own finger. "Mmm… sweet."
The waitress's face burned even hotter. She scrambled up, bowing so low her forehead almost hit the table.
"I'll get new tea— please don't hate me— I'm so sorry, Master— I mean sir— I mean— oh — I'm coming back!"
She spun around like a cute, panicked little mouse and ran off behind the counter, ass wiggling in her tight uniform, still muttering apologies under her breath.
Shizu's eyes went wide.
"What the actual fuck…?"
She looked at the soaked bulge, then back at Reon, then at Seryth.
"Fuck me—I have to go to the guild. I will take the leave now. You two enjoy. Bye. Bye."
She stood up so fast her chair scraped like nails on glass and bolted out the door, hair whipping behind her like she was running from her own thoughts.
Reon and Seryth stared at each other in the sudden silence.
Seryth tilted her head, lips curling slow. "That kitty didn't pay the bill."
Reon looked down at the table.
The total bill stared back at them: 8,590 pisa.
The same cute waitress came back, tray gone, eyes wide, waiting.
She stood there shifting from foot to foot, cheeks already pink, the wet spot on Reon's pants still clinging tight and outlining everything.
Reon called the system in his head, voice low and cocky even inside his own skull.
System, create cash in real time using Void Binding. Amount 10,000 pisa.
A soft golden shimmer rippled over the table.
A thick bundle of emerald notes materialized out of thin air, stacked perfectly, still warm like they'd just been printed.
Reon and Seryth both stared, eyes wide.
They never thought it would actually work. Reon's heart did a little victory flip. Seryth's lips parted in a slow, wicked grin.
The system pinged right then, loud and clear in Reon's mind.
[SYSTEM UPDATE AVAILABLE]
Anium calculator updated — every time you spend or deposit your Anium it will be counted in real time.
Void Binding core update — you can create more complex matters.
Level up module new version — now you will level up more fast.
INTELLIGENT mode — you will learn new skills quickly.
Real-time Mission Finder Model — new missions will pop up. Complete them and earn Anium + level up fast.
World Map Update — see your exact location on a private virtual map only you can see.
Own Targets & Goals — set real-life targets here. System will track them, give you power-ups, and flood you with Anium like straight-up XP.
Download and install the update?
It will cost 90% of your current Anium.
Warning: During installation, all system functions will be offline.
Reon thought for half a second, a dirty little smirk tugging at his lips.
What the fuck is all this new shit now… Missions? Map? Goals? Damn, now I can finally start building my village or rather the Empire. No taxes, no nobles, just pure freedom and my girls living like queens. Fuck it. I should update. Ok, start updating.
The system started downloading.
Reon felt the connection go dead quiet inside his head, like someone yanked the plug. He couldn't use the system anymore. The sudden silence felt weirdly cold.
Seryth's viper senses tingled for a split second.
She tilted her head, eyes narrowing, but then she shrugged it off with a playful laugh.
Right now she was having way too much fun watching the chaos unfold.
Reon slid the thick bundle of emerald notes across the table to the cute innocent waitress.
She blinked hard, cheeks flushing deep pink as she stared at the money, then at Reon's still-soaked pants where the fabric clung obscenely to every thick inch of him.
"Master… this is too much…" she whispered, voice breathy and shaky, eyes flicking back down to his bulge for half a second before she forced them up again.
Reon didn't answer.
He just reached over, grabbed Seryth's wrist tight, fingers digging in with that possessive grip.
"Run."
They bolted out like total freeloaders into the glittering streets, laughter bubbling up as they disappeared around the corner.
The waitress stood there frozen, money clutched to her chest, cheeks burning red.
She stared at the empty doorway, lips parted, whispering softly to the empty air,
"Master…"
Outside, the golden alleys of Luxeria stretched like a dream.
Reon and Seryth ran through them laughing like idiots, hearts pounding from the adrenaline.
Seryth's hair flew behind her like liquid night.
"You know… that was the most expensive tea I've ever stolen."
Reon grinned back at her.
"Worth every fucking pisa."
The moment suddenly changed. Seryth felt like her mind was collapsing into the ground. Then snap — normal again.
Reon was watching the streets. Strange.
The streets were almost empty. The sun was up. Guards were scouting too much.
Seryth wanted to tell Reon about the problem she had but she resisted.
But Reon could feel that something was wrong.
And also, this city was fancy and rich but still a lot of people here were living in extreme poverty. The high cost of living and not thinking about their health was more brutal. The medical cost here was tremendous so only nobles could stockpile Anium ore.
Anium is the life energy. Any injury can be healed by the right amount of Anium. Only the nobles can afford this.
It is more powerful than usual potions or magic.
Although the system treats it like a currency but it too rare and useful in other way but a currency.
Back at the guild, Shizu was trying to find a job.
Her only skill was healing, and no one wanted her in their party.
A big jumbo guy named Henry spotted her from across the hall.
He always harassed her. Now he walked over with that same stupid smirk.
"Hey orphan girl. Did your Papa left you again? Want me to fill that empty spot between your legs?"
Shizu was already pissed off because of everything.
In Shizu's mind, " what the he came from . I should just ignore him.
She tried to ignore him, staring at the job board like it could save her.
Henry stepped closer, breath hot on her neck.
"Come on, tomboy bitch. Show me what that mouth can do."
Shizu got angry.
She protested and hit him hard across the jaw.
Henry became furious.
He tried to sexually harass her right there in the middle of the guild.
His party members—high-rank hunters—stood around laughing.
No one stepped to save her. Even the guild workers were ignoring it.
When Henry tried to rip Shizu's dress off to embarrass her, a flying glove came inside the guild like a comet.
It punched his balls and face at the same time.
CRACK-BOOOOOM.
Henry froze for one full minute.
Then he groaned from pain like his balls broke.
His goons tried to fuck with Shizu too, but their clothes burned in sudden fire from that same glove.
The glove belonged to Reon.
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From nowhere, a celestial noble person who looked like he came from the milk moon stepped in.
He stopped everything that was happening with Henry and his goons.
The man was tall, with skin that seemed to glow like moonlight on fresh snow. His robes were pure white and gold, embroidered with symbols that shimmered when he moved. His eyes were a piercing silver, and when he smiled, it was the kind of smile that promised both salvation and sin.
He raised one hand, and the air around Henry and his friends froze for a moment. The guards dragged Henry away to the cell without a word.
Then the celestial noble turned to Shizu.
His gaze lingered. Slowly. Deliberately.
He looked her up and down like he was undressing her with his eyes, taking in the way her damp sports bra clung to her breasts, the curve of her hips, the way her thighs still trembled from the fight.
"My lady," he said, voice smooth and low, like honey dripping over broken glass. "You seem to have had quite the morning. Allow me to make it better."
He stepped closer, close enough that Shizu could smell the faint scent of moonflowers and expensive cologne. His fingers brushed her arm as he used his magic to fix her torn dress. The fabric mended itself, but his touch lingered a second too long on her shoulder, then slid down to her waist.
"You're quite the fighter," he murmured, eyes dropping to her chest for a moment before flicking back up. "A tomboy with fire in her veins. I like that. Most girls in this city are too soft. You… you look like you could handle a real man."
Shizu felt her cheeks heat up. She tried to step back, but the celestial noble's hand stayed on her waist, gentle but firm.
"Don't be shy," he continued, voice dropping even lower. "I can see the way you're breathing. The way your body is still tense. Let me help you relax. My private carriage is just outside. We could… talk. Or more. I have ways to make a woman forget all her troubles."
His silver eyes darkened as he looked at her lips, then lower, openly staring at her breasts.
"You have such lovely curves under that simple bra. I'd love to see what they look like without it. Perhaps in my chambers, under moonlight. I could worship every inch of you."
Shizu's heart raced. She felt exposed, hot, angry, and a little turned on all at once. The man's gaze was so blatant, so hungry, it made her skin tingle.
"I… I don't need your help," she managed, voice shaky.
He chuckled softly, thumb brushing her side.
"Oh, but you do. A girl like you shouldn't be fighting alone. Let me take care of you. I can give you everything you want… and a few things you didn't know you needed."
The noble leaned in closer, lips almost brushing her ear.
"Imagine it. My hands on your body. My mouth on your neck. I'd make you moan so loud the whole guild would hear. And you'd love every second of it."
Reon and Seryth watched from the shadows, Reon's jaw tight with anger and something else he didn't want to name.
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