System, You Didn't Say the Villain Can Read Minds! - Chapter 29

Chapter 29

◎Please Help Me, Okay?◎

Yun Wenzhou lay on the bed with her back to Mo Jiu, her lips lightly pursed.

Sister didn’t trust her… but Sister would never abandon her no matter what.

Hearing this inner thought, she couldn’t tell if she felt more reassured or depressed.

Although she did want to sneak out in the middle of the night and kill that hypocrite, preferably castrating him first before killing him, and then reciting all those dirty thoughts in his mind to him, just to enjoy his expression of humiliation and rage.

But she would absolutely never do anything that might make Sister dislike her.

Thinking this way, did Sister actually understand her quite well?

But she was still unhappy.

Because no matter what, it was a fact that Sister didn’t trust her.

And—I’m acting this unhappy, why aren’t you coming to comfort me?

Comforting was out of the question. Mo Jiu wouldn’t comfort Yun Wenzhou for anything.

She wished Yun Wenzhou would hate her and voluntarily stay away from her, saving her the trouble of figuring out how to remove Yun Wenzhou from the final battle plot.

—Mo Jiu struggled to convince herself of this and didn’t comfort Yun Wenzhou all evening.

The two ate dinner and lay on the bed back to back.

Yun Wenzhou suddenly spoke: “If Sister distrusts me so much, aren’t you worried that I’ll attack you while you’re asleep?”

This was definitely said in anger, and Yun Wenzhou knew Mo Jiu never worried…

“I am worried,” Mo Jiu replied.

Yun Wenzhou: ?

Mo Jiu: “But I’m a light sleeper. If you wake me up, I’ll hit you with a freeze ability instantly.”

‘Is the fact that you want to sleep with me some kind of secret?’

Yun Wenzhou: ?

No, who said ‘attack’ meant that kind of attack?

Wait, is Sister actually worried about her taking the initiative?

Given how they were when they were little… she had been passive for so many years. Her taking the initiative?

Yun Wenzhou looked like she wanted to say something but held back. She felt even more depressed.

Although she was indeed more proactive emotionally, still…

Was it because she was too proactive that Sister wasn’t willing to take things further with her?

Did Sister prefer reserved girls?

Ha, that makes sense. After all, Sister likes gentle, elegant, noble ladies with high-class temperaments.

She could certainly act out the persona Sister liked, just as she had developed the habit of wearing dresses to attract Sister’s attention.

But… that wasn’t her.

Yun Wenzhou closed her eyes in dejection, unsure what to do.

Human patience was limited. She had been flirting with Sister in every way for a year without making much progress, and she was starting to feel tired.

Just then, there was movement outside the door.

She pricked up her ears and caught the inner voice from outside the door.

[I don’t believe two bottles of ‘Charm Scent’ can’t take you down!]

Sima Xiu Luo, the leader of the Xiu Luo Gang, had traded a full ten packs of instant noodles for two bottles of “Charm Scent” from an ability user who could create perfume.

When Charm Scent evaporated into the air, anyone who smelled it would be consumed by lust.

Before knocking on Mo Jiu and Yun Wenzhou’s door, Sima Xiu Luo whispered a prayer: “Goddess of Dusk, grant me pleasure.”

The Goddesses of the Four Seasons did exist. As long as he prayed to them, he would receive a response.

Every time he faced an Abomination, as long as he prayed to the Goddess of Noon, his body would become incredibly light, allowing him to perform many movements he couldn’t normally do.

Therefore, as long as he prayed to the Goddess of Dusk, he would definitely get what he wanted tonight!

As he knocked on the door, the Goddess of Dusk began to favor him.

His desire soared immensely.

He forcibly suppressed his excitement, speaking in the calmest tone possible: “Miss Mo Jiu, are you asleep? I have something to discuss with you about the Alliance Leader.”

Mo Jiu sat up on the bed, looking at the door warily.

‘Not in the afternoon, but at night? Are you sure you’re here to talk about the Alliance Leader?’

Yun Wenzhou was still facing away from Mo Jiu, but she made a row of knives on the table fly up, their tips aimed at the door.

Neither of them made a sound, wanting the man to think they were asleep and leave.

However…

After the man called Mo Jiu’s name a few more times without receiving a response, the lock suddenly made a “click”—the door was opened from the outside! He had the key to this room!

Oh, not surprising, since he was the one who arranged the room.

Mo Jiu scoffed, her laugh containing both mockery and self-mockery.

[I got Xiaozhou upset because of a low-life like this?]

She had tried countless times to prove to Yun Wenzhou that there were still good people in this world, urging her not to turn evil, not to be bloodthirsty.

The result was that every time she held out hope, she was disappointed, causing her to almost turn evil herself in anger.

Yun Wenzhou heard Mo Jiu’s inner voice, curved her lips, and whispered: “Sister, can I kill him?”

“Not yet, let’s see what he wants to do,” Mo Jiu said, lying back down to pretend to sleep.

Yun Wenzhou also made her knives hide along the ceiling.

Soon, the door was slowly pushed open. Sima Xiu Luo entered the room silently, one open bottle of perfume in each hand.

When he saw the two people on the bed, excitement flared in his eyes.

He quietly closed the door and crept to the bedside.

Just as he was about to place the perfumes on the nightstand, Mo Jiu opened her eyes with an expressionless face and spoke coldly: “Do you want to be castrated too?”

Sima Xiu Luo was startled! One bottle of perfume slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor with a “smash,” the rich rose scent instantly filling the entire room.

“So you were awake… you didn’t answer, so I thought you were asleep.” Sima Xiu Luo relied on the blessing of the Goddess of Dusk and didn’t panic at all. As he spoke, he tried to reach out and touch Mo Jiu’s face.

In that instant, Mo Jiu and Yun Wenzhou acted almost simultaneously!

Mo Jiu abruptly sat up and moved back, freezing the man in place.

Yun Wenzhou controlled one of the flying knives, which cleanly and quickly pierced his groin!

The pain came a little late. The man’s expression went from confusion to surprise, to terror, and then to disbelief!

‘I was…’

‘How is this possible?’

‘Didn’t I pray to the Goddess of Dusk?’

‘Didn’t they say as long as you pray to the Goddess of Dusk, you can sleep with a woman?’

‘No, no, no, this is not real!’

‘This is not real! I must be dreaming!’

Sima Xiu Luo couldn’t accept the fact that he was castrated, but did dreaming hurt this much?

“Aah aah aah—”

The delayed scream nearly echoed throughout the entire hotel.

“Sister, were you touched by him?” After castrating the man, Yun Wenzhou immediately wrapped her arms around Mo Jiu’s waist and dragged her backward, wanting her to be far, far away from that filthy man.

While dragging her, she didn’t forget to defend herself: “I didn’t kill him. I just castrated him. Sister won’t blame me, right? I promise Sister that unless I have Sister’s permission, I will never kill anyone. Whether Sister believes me or not doesn’t matter. I followed Sister on my own accord anyway, so what right do I have to demand that Sister must believe me?”

The tone of this speech was so humble that it made Mo Jiu feel a little guilty.

But right now, Mo Jiu couldn’t focus on responding to that.

Because—

‘My body feels a little strange…’

Mo Jiu’s heart rate was accelerating uncontrollably. An inappropriate desire was stirred up by the rose fragrance filling the air, making her so embarrassed by the presence of the person behind her that she wished she could disappear into thin air.

‘The perfume is problematic…’

Mo Jiu forcibly restrained her desire, controlled the man’s body, made him run to the window, open it, and jump out.

There was a muffled “thud.”

Three stories high. Whether he died depended entirely on luck.

If he died, he deserved it. If he lived, he could enjoy the price of disrespecting people and serve as a warning to others.

Yun Wenzhou rested her head on Mo Jiu’s shoulder, used her ability to put down the knives, closed the window, and drew the curtains.

Sister didn’t know the perfume was problematic, but she did. She knew before the man even sneaked in.

This perfume is quite effective, isn’t it?

“Sister, is the perfume problematic? I feel a bit uncomfortable,” Yun Wenzhou pressed her lips to Mo Jiu’s ear, taking advantage of the Charm Scent to act recklessly.

Anyway, the man brought the perfume in. No matter what happened next, Sister couldn’t blame her.

“Sister…” Yun Wenzhou boldly licked Mo Jiu’s ear.

Mo Jiu’s pupils suddenly contracted. A tingling electric current spread from her nape to her entire body.

She forcefully struggled out of Yun Wenzhou’s embrace, trying to escape the bed, but her body was like it was being pulled by a powerful magnet, unable to stand up.

And the moment of hesitation was enough for Yun Wenzhou to pounce and hug her again.

“Sister, don’t go! Sister, I feel so uncomfortable… Sister, can you… help me?”

Yun Wenzhou wrapped her arms around Mo Jiu’s waist, her heart beating at a frantic pace.

She couldn’t tell if this was nervousness, excitement, or the perfume’s doing.

Even though she could hear Sister’s inner voice, she couldn’t predict Sister’s reaction.

Anyway, she was all in. If she died, she died.

It’s not like she hadn’t gone crazy before!

“Sister, please…” Yun Wenzhou pleaded in a tearful voice near Mo Jiu’s ear, “It’s so uncomfortable, I feel like I’m going to die… Will I really die if this isn’t resolved? I don’t want to die… Sister, please help me, okay?”

Yun Wenzhou semi-sincerely pleaded for Mo Jiu’s help. Seeing Mo Jiu remain indifferent, she felt a bit discouraged.

Even like this, Sister isn’t willing to touch her?

She clearly likes women. She clearly should like women. Why can’t she touch her?

What kind of concern is there between people of the same gender?

Ultimately, it’s still because she doesn’t love me.

Yun Wenzhou lowered her eyes in disappointment: “I understand… then I’ll do it myself…”

Yun Wenzhou released Mo Jiu, intending to solve the problem herself.

However, just as she lifted her skirt halfway, she saw Mo Jiu turn around and silently press down on her shoulders.

Yun Wenzhou looked up in surprise and heard her sister’s inner voice.

‘I’m just helping out.’

Mo Jiu lowered her head and kissed Yun Wenzhou’s lips. The latter was stunned for a few seconds before blushing and closing her eyes, doing her best to respond.

‘I’m just helping out.’

Mo Jiu lightly bit Yun Wenzhou’s neck, moving downward, looking like she was about to devour her. At the same time, one hand forcefully lifted Yun Wenzhou’s skirt above her chest, exposing a large expanse of white skin.

‘I’m just helping out, just helping out, just helping out.’

Whether that night was truly just about helping out, Mo Jiu didn’t know and didn’t dare to think deeply about it.

But at least, that’s how she convinced herself.

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