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The room was cluttered, with all sorts of clothes, pants, and even pink, white, purple, and black lace underwear scattered on the sofa.

Ron sat opposite Fiona, a little nervous, afraid that he might accidentally bump into these strange things.

The girl opposite him paid no attention to the boy's actions; her peach-blossom eyes were fixed on the boy in front of her, unblinking.

"You mean Lord Latour took you on a tour of the dream world?"

"right."

"It took 10 days to travel around again, but in the real world it would take two whole months?"

"right."

"The reason you didn't come to see me yesterday was because you were attacked, so you had to rush back to your dorm because of this unexpected situation?"

"right."

Ron looked at the girl in front of him who kept asking questions, and for a moment he felt a little helpless.

He had been standing at the door, at a loss, when the girl pushed the door open again and pulled him into the room.

If Ron hadn't known that his senior, despite her outwardly generous demeanor, was actually quite conservative, he would have almost thought that he was finally able to broaden his horizons today.

After recounting everything that had happened to Fiona in detail, I finally understood.

That's how things turned out.

This senior of mine is like a million "whys," constantly asking the same questions I just mentioned.

Although I know those things sound like a fantasy and are hard to believe, they are indeed the truth, and my senior even questioned what I said.

"Looks like our relationship just isn't quite there yet..."

Ron thought to himself: Shouldn't we deepen our relationship? Otherwise, whenever something happens to him, Fiona is always making a fuss, which makes us seem so distant.

Of course, he wouldn't admit that this was the result of his lustful desires rising as he looked at the girl in front of him, who was only wearing a thin nightgown.

He forcefully controlled his eyes, preventing them from wandering over the girl's body, since the thin gauze dress couldn't really hide the beautiful scenery on her chest.

I don't know why, but today the senior seemed unusually generous, even though the two of them had said quite a few silly things in the past.

However, this senior of mine has always been conservative and has never shown this side of herself to me.

I don't know what's wrong with him today, but that dress is really eye-catching, especially since it's so white it's almost blinding.

Fiona seemed to notice the boy's gaze, her lips curling slightly into a meaningful smile:

"Junior brother~ You went on a trip to the dream world, did you bring me any gifts? I know you've been working hard lately, but I think you should also think about how worried I was about you. You just disappeared without saying a word. If it weren't for Professor Salin saying you were fine, I would have almost thought something had happened to you~"

The sweet voice surrounded Ron's ears, causing his whole body to tremble slightly.

Looking at the girl in front of him with a strange gaze, and seeing the affected expression on her face, Ron's previous thoughts vanished instantly.

He knew how cunning his senior could be when it came to playing tricks, so her current act in front of him was definitely malicious and she was up to no good.

If we don't wake up soon, we might get caught up in a trap and lose face.

"Senior, can you please not act like this in front of me? I'm a little scared."

Upon hearing Ron's words, Fiona's expression immediately darkened, her smile vanished instantly, and a dangerous glint flashed in her eyes. She looked at the young man before her and asked in a cold tone:

"What's wrong, junior? Are you starting to dislike your big sister now? Just as I thought, with that little girl Adele around, your mind's not on me anymore. You don't even care when I'm speaking to you so gently~"

Looking into the other person's slightly narrowed eyes and hearing the obvious warning in their tone, Ron immediately shook his head, indicating that he dared not.

"Why are you shaking your head? What are you afraid of? Lord Latour, you dare to scheme against him behind his back, so you dare not speak ill of a mere woman like me?"

That's why women can be so complicated sometimes. Even a rational woman like Fiona can't help but show her feminine side in certain situations.

For example, right now.

Looking at Fiona, who seemed on the verge of tears, Ron said with a hint of helplessness:

"Senior, let's talk about serious matters. I didn't come to see you today to discuss those things."

"And what about the gift?"

Ron, who had originally wanted to say something more, was suddenly choked by this sentence. His words were stuck in his throat, and he was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to speak or not.

Only when he saw the sly smile on the girl's face did he continue helplessly:

"Next time, I'll definitely bring you a gift next time."

"I'll remember that. If there's no gift next time, you'll know what I'm capable of, hmph."

As she spoke, the other person waved her small, white fist in front of Ron, as if threatening him.

However, this scene did not have the intended effect in the eyes of the boy; instead, he found it adorable no matter how he looked at it.

Suppressing the strange feeling that had resurfaced in his heart, Ron refused to look the girl in the eye, keeping his head down as he stared at the black lace panties on the table. His voice became low and somber:

"Senior, I'm sorry I didn't have a chance to tell you beforehand, making you worry for so long."

Seeing that the boy's tone was unusually serious, Fiona also put away her joking thoughts and looked at the boy in front of her seriously:

"It's okay, I understand. Some things happen that we can't predict. As long as you're safe and sound, that's all that matters."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room instantly became ambiguous. The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting in the air, and it seemed as if the air itself had become thick.

Ron noticed a slight blush appear behind the ears of the senior sitting opposite him.

Fiona noticed Ron's gaze falling behind her ear and realized her current predicament, instantly overwhelmed by shame.

The composure of the past is gone.

She quickly stood up and walked expressionlessly to Ron.

Ron made no move, simply watching his senior approach, closer and closer...

Just when he thought he might not have to go back tonight, a tremendous force pulled him up from the sofa.

Before Ron could react, he found himself standing outside the door.

"See you tomorrow!"

The familiar sound of the door slamming reached his ears once again.

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Only when he saw the sly smile on the girl's face did he continue helplessly:

"Next time, I'll definitely bring you a gift next time."

"I'll remember that. If there's no gift next time, you'll know what I'm capable of, hmph."

As she spoke, the other person waved her small, white fist in front of Ron, as if threatening him.

However, this scene did not have the intended effect in the eyes of the boy; instead, he found it adorable no matter how he looked at it.

Suppressing the strange feeling that had resurfaced in his heart, Ron refused to look the girl in the eye, keeping his head down as he stared at the black lace panties on the table. His voice became low and somber:

"Senior, I'm sorry I didn't have a chance to tell you beforehand, making you worry for so long."

Seeing that the boy's tone was unusually serious, Fiona also put away her joking thoughts and looked at the boy in front of her seriously:

"It's okay, I understand. Some things happen that we can't predict. As long as you're safe and sound, that's all that matters."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room instantly became ambiguous. The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting in the air, and it seemed as if the air itself had become thick.

Ron noticed a slight blush appear behind the ears of the senior sitting opposite him.

Fiona noticed Ron's gaze falling behind her ear and realized her current predicament, instantly overwhelmed by shame.

The composure of the past is gone.

She quickly stood up and walked expressionlessly to Ron.

Ron made no move, simply watching his senior approach, closer and closer...

Just when he thought he might not have to go back tonight, a tremendous force pulled him up from the sofa.

Before Ron could react, he found himself standing outside the door.

"See you tomorrow!"

The familiar sound of the door slamming reached his ears once again.

Only when he saw the sly smile on the girl's face did he continue helplessly:

"Next time, I'll definitely bring you a gift next time."

"I'll remember that. If there's no gift next time, you'll know what I'm capable of, hmph."

As she spoke, the other person waved her small, white fist in front of Ron, as if threatening him.

However, this scene did not have the intended effect in the eyes of the boy; instead, he found it adorable no matter how he looked at it.

Suppressing the strange feeling that had resurfaced in his heart, Ron refused to look the girl in the eye, keeping his head down as he stared at the black lace panties on the table. His voice became low and somber:

"Senior, I'm sorry I didn't have a chance to tell you beforehand, making you worry for so long."

Seeing that the boy's tone was unusually serious, Fiona also put away her joking thoughts and looked at the boy in front of her seriously:

"It's okay, I understand. Some things happen that we can't predict. As long as you're safe and sound, that's all that matters."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room instantly became ambiguous. The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting in the air, and it seemed as if the air itself had become thick.

Ron noticed a slight blush appear behind the ears of the senior sitting opposite him.

Fiona noticed Ron's gaze falling behind her ear and realized her current predicament, instantly overwhelmed by shame.

The composure of the past is gone.

She quickly stood up and walked expressionlessly to Ron.

Ron made no move, simply watching his senior approach, closer and closer...

Just when he thought he might not have to go back tonight, a tremendous force pulled him up from the sofa.

Before Ron could react, he found himself standing outside the door.

"See you tomorrow!"

The familiar sound of the door slamming reached his ears once again.

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Only when he saw the sly smile on the girl's face did he continue helplessly:

"Next time, I'll definitely bring you a gift next time."

"I'll remember that. If there's no gift next time, you'll know what I'm capable of, hmph."

As she spoke, the other person waved her small, white fist in front of Ron, as if threatening him.

However, this scene did not have the intended effect in the eyes of the boy; instead, he found it adorable no matter how he looked at it.

Suppressing the strange feeling that had resurfaced in his heart, Ron refused to look the girl in the eye, keeping his head down as he stared at the black lace panties on the table. His voice became low and somber:

"Senior, I'm sorry I didn't have a chance to tell you beforehand, making you worry for so long."

Seeing that the boy's tone was unusually serious, Fiona also put away her joking thoughts and looked at the boy in front of her seriously:

"It's okay, I understand. Some things happen that we can't predict. As long as you're safe and sound, that's all that matters."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room instantly became ambiguous. The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting in the air, and it seemed as if the air itself had become thick.

Ron noticed a slight blush appear behind the ears of the senior sitting opposite him.

Fiona noticed Ron's gaze falling behind her ear and realized her current predicament, instantly overwhelmed by shame.

The composure of the past is gone.

She quickly stood up and walked expressionlessly to Ron.

Ron made no move, simply watching his senior approach, closer and closer...

Just when he thought he might not have to go back tonight, a tremendous force pulled him up from the sofa.

Before Ron could react, he found himself standing outside the door.

"See you tomorrow!"

The familiar sound of the door slamming reached his ears once again.