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Startled, Sonico had no choice but to reluctantly hand the milk to Su Yu's lips.

After drinking the carton of milk, Su Yu's stomach was still not full, and her feeling of weakness did not lessen at all.

"Could it be that my weakness isn't due to hunger?"

"Perhaps I need to eat certain foods to relieve my hunger?"

"So, what should I eat?"

As Su Yu was thinking this, she told Soniko to continue taking things out.

This stupid doll was so stupid that it completely killed Su Yu's patience.

For the next few minutes, she couldn't pull out anything that was usable.

Just then, the sound of chains being unlocked came from outside the door.

Su Yu quickly ordered Sonico to return to his backpack.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up!"

The moment the door opened, Sonico vanished.

Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately decided that she would never call this guy out again, even if it meant her death.

The person standing at the door was none other than Izumo-shi from before.

However, she seemed to have had a little to drink.

She stumbled into the room and squatted down in front of Su Yu.

"You really look like someone I know, haha..."

"I?"

"Correct."

Izumo used two fingers to pinch Su Yu's chin and lift it up.

"But I think you shouldn't be her. She doesn't have those disgusting ears and tails like you orcs!"

At this moment, Izumo no longer possessed the gentleness and kindness she displayed in front of outsiders.

Her eyes were filled with hostility.

“I hate beastmen, and I especially hate cats, so you’d better be prepared, Miss Misa Igawa.”

As she spoke, she suddenly grabbed Su Yu's ponytail tightly.

"Your time here won't be easy."

179. How do you play the role of a submissive kitten girl?

"The last royal noble family of Izumo, the Izumo clan, has always been committed to improving the living conditions of beastman slaves."

"Recently, the Izumo clan rescued three more orcs in distress."

"Now, let's get to know this great philanthropist."

……

In Ms. Izumo's office sat her journalist friends, who were preparing to interview her.

When facing the camera, Izumo-shi remained as gentle as ever.

She carefully wiped her slender fingers with the finest silk.

Then, she selected a red gemstone ring from the huge jewelry box and put it on.

“Let’s go!”

"The Izumo clan is as elegant as ever!"

"As expected of royalty."

There are sycophantic journalists everywhere, of course.

Moreover, what they said wasn't exactly blatant lying.

The noble lady before me is a nationally renowned beauty, with suitors whose line could stretch from one end of the earth to the other.

Izumo looked at them with an indifferent gaze and smiled, "Gentlemen, you've worked hard. If you'd like any tea or snacks, please tell my servants."

"maid?"

The reporters looked up at the servants around them.

These servants did not have any orcish characteristics and appeared to be ordinary humans.

"In this day and age, are you really willing to pay such a high price to hire humans?"

This kind of thing is completely unimaginable to them.

After all, orc slaves are cheaper, stronger, and easier to control.

Their status in this world is extremely low. If they make a mistake, they are simply killed and buried somewhere.

However, if the servants are human, there will be a lot of conflict.

An employer could very well end up in court, pay damages, or even go to jail for a careless reprimand.

Therefore, almost no one would choose a human servant.

"I also have orcs who volunteer to work here. Whether they are human or orc, they are all the same to me; they are all my friends."

Mr. Izumo spoke casually, maintaining his businesslike smile.

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A round of applause rang out.

"What a great philanthropist."

"I believe the day you are looking forward to, when orcs and humans live in peace, will come soon."

"May we invite you to take a photo together?"

Izumo nodded.

She rose gracefully and made a "please" gesture.

"Everyone, come over here, the view is better from here."

……

after an hour.

The reporters who flocked to the estate were escorted out one by one from the estate, which covered at least 500 acres.

Izumo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor of the villa, watching the departing vehicles with a blank expression.

"Ah."

Insincere social interactions are exhausting.

She threw off her bow tie and took off her coat, somewhat annoyed.

Beneath the woman's blouse was a white tank top, and her skin was even a shade brighter and whiter than the pure white of the tank top.

She is undoubtedly a beauty.

Such a beauty, yet she has the heart of a viper.

She opened the hidden door behind the bookcase and took out a whip.

"These filthy orcs deserve to be trampled under my feet and whipped mercilessly."

Before she finished speaking, she raised her whip and lashed it heavily at the orcs who appeared to be humans standing behind her.

Why do we say "it seems"?

If those reporters had been more patient and professional, they could have removed the veils covering the heads of these orcs and seen that most of their ears had been cut off.

Completely cutting off their ears could cause them to die from infection, so the Izumo clan came up with this vicious method to make them understand the temper of their employer.

The beastmen being whipped let out pitiful screams and pleas.

However, even as one of them fainted from the pain, Izumo did not stop whipping him.

"Do you still know why you were beaten today?"

"Is it because you forgot to water my beloved flowers?"

"Is it because you forgot to iron my shirt?"

"Or is it because you're looking me straight in the eye?"

As she said this, she wiped the blood from her face.

The smile gradually changed.

"No, none of that. You did a great job today, you didn't make any of those basic mistakes, but..."

"Who told you to be orcs?"

"Orcs, no matter how hard they try, they deserve to die."

With the final lash, the orc maid fainted completely.

"Carry them away!"

Izumo threw away the whip in her hand, her face grim, and took the handkerchief handed to her by the other servants to wipe the bloodstains from her hands.

Only then did she vaguely realize why she had been so irritable today.

The reason lies with Ikawa Misa, also known as Su Yu—a woman who looks almost exactly like her white moonlight.

"That lord is so noble and elegant; even his slightest smile or frown brings me immense comfort! But why does this damned orc have the exact same face as that lord?"

Even if Su Yu were a poor homeless person who couldn't afford to eat, she would still assume that Su Yu was that person, and would be willing to marry Su Yu and share all her wealth with Su Yu.

However, Su Yu happens to be an orc.

Thinking of this, her anger rose to its peak once again.

She pushed open the door and walked towards Su Yu's room.