They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

Nia tilted her head slightly, her voice somewhat uncertain.

Because I really can't remember!

But her words were like a bolt of lightning, suddenly cleaving open the chaotic memories in Long's mind.

Boom!

A loud clap of thunder startled Oboro awake.

A blurry image appeared before my eyes.

Last night and at the very end, I seemed to be kneeling before the master alongside my senior, even trying to take something from him...

Long's eyes widened, and her ears turned uncontrollably red, almost as if they were about to bleed.

She didn't want to recall it, but the images played frame by frame like a comic strip that couldn't be paused.

She seemed to remember that, having fully reverted to her succubus nature, she had successfully overwhelmed a certain elven princess, even making her master beg for mercy...

Dead memories suddenly started attacking me!

I really want to die.

Long wished he could bury himself, and even thought about what words should be engraved on his tombstone.

That slutty bitch isn't me!

Long immediately shut his mouth and remained silent.

Absolutely must not be mentioned!

Nia was still racking her brains, feeling that she had forgotten something important.

But Oboro actively chose to seal away his memories.

Even after sobering up, a weakling is still just a weakling.

Fortunately, although Nia was naturally dark-skinned, she knew nothing about this.

Long slapped Nia on the head.

"We were definitely drinking sushi last night. You can't drink alcohol with milk. Were you dreaming or something?"

Nia tilted her head slightly, biting her lip, her eyes showing some hesitation.

"You must be dreaming, I don't remember anything you just said!"

Hearing Oboro's resolute words, Nia's heart began to tip the scales.

This weak succubus can't lie at all.

Since she said that, she must be dreaming, right?

Nia, however, seemed to remember something.

She turned her head and began to look around.

very quiet.

"What are you looking for?"

Longxin's heart tightened slightly.

"Where is Junior Xia?"

As Nia spoke, she got out of bed barefoot and began searching the villa.

Long was very worried. What if her master let something slip?

So they followed behind Nia and searched together.

The two searched the villa thoroughly, inside and out, but still couldn't find Xia Ya.

Oboro, who had just chosen to actively seal her memories, breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing Char.

"Look, he's not here, we don't know where he went, so you're just dreaming."

This time, Long spoke with more confidence.

Nia looked at Long and felt that she was a little too nervous.

But when he tried to hear, he heard nothing.

Perhaps it's due to social anxiety that I'm nervous?

She nodded, believing what Long had said.

"Then tell me, where did Junior Xia go?"

Long honestly shook his head.

When she woke up, the two of them were staring at each other, and their master hadn't said anything about what he was going to do!

The two of them were confused and bewildered.

What is Char, the culprit who disappeared, doing at this moment?

Of course, I went to do important business.

Xia has already blended one bottle of the raw liquor he produced. The next step, naturally, is to send the blended liquor to various wineries and chambers of commerce in batches to raise its profile.

Then it's just a matter of waiting for willing people to take the bait.

Char also had a rough plan for distributing the remaining three bottles.

One bottle is for backup, and the other good one is to be given away as a gift.

First and foremost, there was the headmaster who had helped him many times.

When you receive a favor for nothing, the things that are free are the most valuable.

Only when there is give and take can there be long-term relations.

As the headmistress of the academy, the evil older sister naturally lacks nothing.

Only this original brew can be considered a token of our appreciation.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows allowed the gentle morning sun to filter through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow over the entire office.

"Knock knock."

"Enter."

Char opened the door and casually closed it behind him.

The large table and chairs spun around, and in front of them stood a mature and alluring woman with dark hair, exuding an irresistible charm.

With bright red lips, her arms casually resting on the armrests.

But what's most eye-catching is the beautiful woman's voluptuous figure, deeply embedded in the chair cushion.

Her fingers, painted with red nail polish, tapped lightly on the armrest.

With a slight raise of his eyebrows, he looked at the newcomer with a meaningful gaze.

A mature and charming older sister.

But Char's gaze was fixed on her face.

Because he noticed that Blood Moon Zhang seemed different today.

At this moment, Diana was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which added a touch of intellectual elegance to her naturally alluring and voluptuous figure.

Diana reached out and adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, a hint of reserved pride in her eyes.

"Does it look good?"

Char stared at it for a while, then nodded honestly.

It looks really good.

She possesses a unique charm—intellectual, gentle, and aloof—and exudes a mature, sophisticated aura.

However, this is not very much like an evil god.

"Where are you from?"

This item doesn't seem like something a demon god would wear.

Diana leaned casually against the back of her chair, slightly turning the seat around. She raised her head slightly, her eyes seemingly reminiscing, and a hint of pride lingered on her face.

"This? I got it from an old woman."

Diana seemed to realize something, and her smile deepened.

I stole it while I was at it.

After she finished laughing, her gaze returned to Xia.

"If you like, I can wear it all the time!"

at the same time.

A tall, slender figure frowned, a shadow inexplicably falling over her heart.

It's as if some unclean thing has its eye on it.

Her delicate, thin lips were slightly pursed, and her bright red lipstick was vibrant yet restrained.