Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

—This feeling of having Bubu all to myself, of being possessed by Bubu, is truly hard to let go of... Not just now, but all day long, every minute and every second... I don't want to be apart from him!

“I knew you wanted to watch the movie in the cinema… Theresa specially wore… Ham… a tie-up style that can be untied with a pull…” Theresa had no interest in watching the movie; she was feeling sweet inside and only wanted to whisper some intimate words to her boyfriend.

"Mmm, Auntie is so sweet." Brunhilde hugged her, gently rubbing her slightly heaving belly to soothe her, while turning her attention to the movie and chatting casually. "But I have to remind Auntie, although the movie theater looks dark, there are actually security cameras, infrared cameras, they can see everything clearly~"

Theresa tensed up immediately, and Brunhilde instantly sensed her muscles tighten, looking quite alarmed.

"Bubu, you bad guy! Why didn't you say so sooner!"

“But I own all the entertainment venues on this street,” Brunhilde grinned mischievously. “Didn’t you notice? There’s no one sitting next to us. I arranged everything in advance! So no one’s in the monitoring room. Don’t worry, we’ll just take out our footage separately… um, how about sending it to Bishop Otto?”

"Bubu!" Theresa roared, "You're threatening me!"

"Who told your Apocalypse family to always be at odds with the Shaniat and Kaslana families? I'm just settling a personal score for public revenge!"

Theresa burrowed into his clothes to avoid being recorded by the camera, and bit his shoulder fiercely, "Don't show this to Grandpa!"

"So when are we going to go public with our relationship? I can't keep my aunt as my lover forever, can I?"

"It doesn't matter to Theresa... Anyway, Theresa can't have children, so it doesn't matter if she doesn't get married."

"But I want to marry my aunt!"

Theresa's face flushed considerably. Her beloved's unwavering confession filled her with sweetness, and she was now experiencing a double sweetness, both in her heart and body.

While marriage is highly unlikely—in fact, there's practically no possibility of this guy marrying anyone; they're all essentially secret lovers. He's still nominally the eldest daughter of the Kaslana family, so revealing his identity is nearly impossible, and the girls around him… well, none of them seem likely to openly marry.

Cecilia aside, this... she's Cecilia's sister. Even Shigure Kira and others have issues; essentially, they're all Brunhilde's sister-in-law...

What's so bad about that!

Even Brunhilde would feel awkward getting married as a girl!

At this moment, the two Valkyries in front finally turned around, their faces flushed, and looked at Brunhilde and Theresa with somewhat complicated expressions. The girl who seemed to have a crush on Brunhilde...

Brunhilde frowned slightly. He had kept Theresa hidden from the people sitting in front of him, even wrapping her in his clothes while holding her in his arms. These two girls were...

Theresa was also stunned for a moment, then she realized something, looked down at the ground, her beautiful eyes widened instantly, and her face turned bright red. She didn't hide anymore, twisted her waist hard, and just as the boy almost screamed, she slammed him back into place. When the Valkyrie's monstrous strength was truly unleashed, Brunhilde was no match for her.

Then, not daring to turn around for fear of being recognized, she waved her hand behind her and said resentfully, "We'll be careful."

The two Valkyries gave the boy, who was in pain, a look that was both complicated and disdainful. "Get some tissues to wipe it off!"

Chapter 89 New Plot: My Wife is Awesome Under the Big Moon!

It was a little awkward.

For Theresa, who had grown up under Otto's loving care and pampered environment, this was the first time she had ever experienced something so embarrassing. The more she broke down, the more ashamed she felt. The silver-haired Theresa even regretted going out with him today and doing something so bold in public.

Fortunately, she was hiding under Brunhilde's coat, so at least no one could recognize who she was.

Moreover, only two strangers noticed, and they were Valkyries... Although even Valkyries are strangers, it was still better for Theresa to be discovered by Valkyries than by others, which somewhat reduced her sense of shame.

Brunhilde unzipped his trench coat, picked up the petite Theresa, and stood up. Theresa was startled and quickly hooked her legs around the boy's waist, grabbing his neck like a koala, letting him tuck her into his coat, only her soft white fur peeking out from the top of her head.

"My stomach... my stomach..." Theresa was both embarrassed and annoyed. Although she was panicked, she still called out in a very soft voice, "Don't leave now... go!"

Taking advantage of the darkness in the movie screen due to the plot, Brunhilde immediately carried the delicate silver-haired girl out of the theater.

"What else can we do?" Brunhilde deliberately didn't support her waist, leaving her with no choice but to sit with her arms wrapped around his waist. "Did you expect me to just get down and change?"

Theresa gritted her teeth.

Changing clothes was out of the question; her skirt was already pulled up to her calves. If no one noticed, Theresa could actually sneak under her seat to change. But the people in front had already noticed, and Theresa didn't dare gamble on whether those two girls would see something embarrassing after she came out of Brunhilde's trench coat.

She didn't even dare to crawl out of Brunhilde's clothes.

There was nothing that could be done. This wicked boy had anticipated this, so he had no intention of letting her out. He simply kept her in that position and carried her out of the movie theater...

"Bubu, you pervert! You're a twisted pervert who doesn't have Honkai energy, so you like to bully girls with Honkai energy in all sorts of ways and on all sorts of occasions! You use us to satisfy your jealousy and your desire for conquest!" Theresa bit his shoulder, unable to bear it any longer. "You need purification!"

Brunhilde never expected that this S-class Valkyrie would actually bite! The pain made her instinctively stop, and Theresa immediately let out a whimper, shuddered again, and became limp and unable to move.

Brunhilde felt her body suddenly tense up and couldn't help but laugh. Although Theresa was an S-class Valkyrie, her body was still delicate and fragile, making her the easiest to "play with."

However, despite being completely unsuitable for conquest, this silver-haired beauty had, under his and Cecilia's years of tutelage, developed a considerable fondness for that kind of thing. In a way, Brunhilde suspected that Theresa had suffered from being treated like a little girl by everyone for too long, and once she was treated as an "adult" and made to do "adult" things, she became extremely enthusiastic.

"You brought this on yourself!" Brunhilde didn't care about the bite wound on her shoulder. She supported Theresa's limp waist and continued walking towards the bathroom. With each step, Theresa could only stare at him with a dazed and unwilling look.

Fortunately, there was no one on the way to the restroom, but even if there were, it wouldn't matter. No one could imagine what wonderful things were happening inside that bulging trench coat.

"You're still laughing! When Theresa bit you, you should have just stood still and let Theresa bite you! You couldn't even do that!" Theresa said angrily after a while.

"You bit me, and you still have so many demands?" Brunhilde shook her, silencing her. "Let's go upstairs and get a room later. I'll have a company employee buy you a new coat. Idiot, all your clothes, including your socks, are completely unwearable now!"

"Is it my fault? It's all your fault!" Theresa struggled, frowned, thought for a moment, and then said angrily, "Theresa will never go to the movies with you again! Nor will she go shopping with you!"

“But Auntie, you seem so happy.”

"How can I be happy?"

"I'm very happy now."

"Theresa didn't!" Theresa was furious. How could this person talk nonsense? He was clearly satisfying his ugly jealousy of the Valkyrie. Where was the joy in that? It was all this wicked guy's doing; she just couldn't resist!

Even an S-rank Valkyrie is no match for Kaslana, the little succubus who specializes in Valkyries!

“Bubu, you’re being so bold here with me…” Theresa looked at him, “Is it because Theresa can’t get pregnant…”

Brunhilde chuckled. How could this little aunt come up with such strange logic?

But Brunhilde wasn't unaware of the underlying concerns. Theresa worried that he treated her differently than he treated other girls. Other girls required seriousness and responsibility; they might even get married someday, and besides, there was no bigamy law on the supernatural side.

But if he's just playing around with Theresa... after all, Theresa is a well-known clone who won't have children and doesn't need to worry about responsibility.

“I’m just as bold with Sister Qiluo.” Brunhilde looked into her eyes. “I never think about responsibility, Auntie, you can rest assured. Don’t worry about me abandoning you, because you can’t leave me even if you want to… what you called my ugly desire to conquer, possessiveness, or… jealousy or something.”

"..."

"But does that mean clones can't get pregnant? I don't think so. Honey, let me check."

Theresa snorted and fell silent.

Brunhilde is a complete scumbag. He didn't even bother to hide it, openly declaring that she was his and then saying, "I never consider responsibility." Only our Valkyrie can tolerate such a fool; any ordinary girl would have rolled her eyes and kicked him out long ago…

But not necessarily.

Theresa looked up again at the boy's face, which was even more exquisite and flawless than her own, and a sense of guilt welled up in her heart.

Come to think of it... he's only eighteen... it seems like... we're the ones playing the "bad girl" role?

Theresa suddenly felt that a group of girls were trapping a boy around them, asserting their dominance, making him fall in love with them and have to love them back, and making him fulfill everyone's desires, to the point of completely taking over the boy's life... It's hard to say who is the bigger jerk.

Rather than saying that Brunhilde had molded her into what she is now, Theresa suddenly felt as if she and her group were raising a little devil.

Upon entering the upstairs budget hotel, Brunhilde casually removed her sunglasses and let her hair down, instantly transforming from a "handsome high school boy" into a "boys' JK (high school girl) beauty" as she passed by the girl at the front desk.

The girl looked up and noticed something amiss; after all, Theresa still had a bit of white hair showing on the top of her head.

She was clearly surprised by the tiny Theresa in Brunhilde's arms, while Brunhilde simply smiled and said, "My sister."

"Your sister...? Aren't you feeling suffocated?"

"She likes to act cute."

"oh oh."

From beginning to end, Theresa could only tremble in Brunhilde's arms with a flushed face, not daring to even look up at the stranger. Brunhilde, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, and even managed to stop and chat for a bit.

She swiped her card, entered the room, and locked the door. The instant she did so, Theresa suddenly straightened up and kissed the boy, while Brunhilde immediately pressed her against the door.

The bed and such are irrelevant.

"My feet... my feet can't reach the ground... Bubu..."

"It's okay, you've treated me the same way before."

"Waaah...it wasn't me..."

The two stopped pretending and Brunhilde happily began to examine whether the silver-haired clone, Mero, was capable of getting pregnant.

After quite some time, when Theresa was panting and blushing as she slumped into Brunhilde's arms, Brunhilde was finally satisfied and gave up her movie-long bullying of the little girl.

"Is this how you examine Theresa's body?!" Theresa's cheeks flushed red as she looked at Brunhilde with feigned anger.

"The checkup was very successful. Aunt Theresa may be small in stature, but she's incredibly capable!" Brunhilde ruffled her hair. "She's very flexible and persevered through it all. She'll be a wonderful mother in the future!"

"Pervert! Lolicon!" Theresa pressed down on the hem of her skirt, bit her lower lip, and clung tightly to him, not giving him a chance to continue toying with her, because she simply couldn't take it anymore.

My head feels completely dizzy and wobbly from being bullied by Bubu. I knew I should never have come out with him alone. I've always known I'm no match for him, and I barely manage to get by at home with Cecilia's help... But I still really love having Bubu all to myself. Even if I'm being bullied to the point of brain damage, all wet, and incredibly shy... it's okay!

Brunhilde gently kissed her earlobe, inhaling the scent of her sweaty body.

Whether it's the mischievous and childish Theresa, the coquettish and adorable Theresa, or the contented and absent-minded Theresa now, she's all his beloved little aunt. Brunhilde adores this occasionally domineering silver-haired beauty and always wants to take good care of her, and of course, gently possess her as well.

Perhaps it wasn't just romantic love—Brynhild could occasionally understand the girls' affection for him—it wasn't just romantic love, but also this kind of doting on cute things. In front of Theresa, Brunhild had a rare psychological advantage of maturity. Although he kept calling her "little aunt," in reality, he still saw Theresa as just a younger sister, just as everyone saw him as the youngest brother.

Between men and women, and between younger siblings, the combined affection naturally leads to an even closer and more intimate bond.

"Bang, bang, bang." Someone knocked on the door.

Brunhilde quickly opened the door, but instead of her company's employees, two Moscow policemen wearing peaked caps walked in.

"Search!" The police officer entered and handed over a police badge, looking at Brunhilde sternly. "Same-sex marriage is not allowed in Moscow. Don't think that two girls can escape scrutiny!"

Brunhilde was taken aback, then realized that the receptionist had called the police.