Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

"Captain," Rosemary said in a slightly anxious tone. She tried to shake her legs, which were suspended in the air, and the chains on her ankles made a crisp sound. Her eyes were fixed on Lu Mo's every move, afraid of missing any subtle expression from him.

The taste of the fruit pits that had been stuffed into their mouths still lingered in their mouths. Lu Mo had bitten open the fruit and stuffed it directly into their mouths, even dangling it in front of them so they could compete for the right to have their mouths stuffed.

Even now, recalling it, her tongue still unconsciously pressed against her palate, as if she could still taste the lingering sweetness. They slightly raised their chins, their lips gently parting and opening, emitting soft moans, conveying to Lu Mo their desire to be kissed.

Even though they've been pampered so much that Lu Mo has nowhere to put his feet, their bodies still crave his affection.

The ground was covered with toys that had been used on them before, as well as traces of their pampering, leaving nowhere to step.

Their chests still heaved violently with their breathing, their waists arched involuntarily toward him, and every cell on their skin craved his touch.

Although Rosemary and Rita don't get along, as their counterparts, when they are "neglected" by Lu Mo and can only watch their other self being pampered, they actually feel a sense of excitement, like looking at themselves in a mirror. It's as if the person being held and loved is truly themselves.

But at the same time, they also feel that they are not as unworthy of being loved as the other. After all, they are both quite proud of their own abilities.

"Aren't you two little bitches satisfied yet?" Lu Mo looked down at the two flushed figures in front of him, gently rubbing his fingertips with his fingertips, his tone filled with a hint of helpless indulgence.

Seeing that the two women's bellies were bulging as if they were five or six months pregnant, and they were still not satisfied, Lu Mo sighed helplessly.

I don't know if it's because they've been cultivating this "scraping knife" persona, but even though the two Ritas' bodies have been pampered to the point where they can't endure it any longer, they still stubbornly crave more pampering.

Lu Mo tentatively slid his fingertips along their sweaty waistlines to their lower abdomens, his palms touching the slightly hardened muscles—the instinctive tension of the body on the edge of its limit.

If Lu Mo continues to pamper them, they'll probably turn into a "fountain." I'd really love to see a human fountain.

Even knowing this would happen, Rita still buried her face in his shoulder, her hair sticking to her neck and trembling gently with her breath. Rosemary rubbed her knee against his thigh, like a cub afraid of being pushed away, with a hint of ingratiation.

It's probably because my body is satisfied, but my heart wants more.

After all, if they didn't ask for more, it wouldn't fit their persona.

"Even though the two of them are innocent, well, you can't really say they're innocent, they just insist on maintaining their promiscuous personas, which is really something."

As Lu Mo spoke, he placed his hands on their lower abdomens. With the pressure of his palms, their abdominal cavities were compressed, and their faces revealed an even more unbearable expression—a complex look that mixed pain and longing.

"Lord Lu Mo...this is all a gift from you, can we please not take it?" Rita watched as what Lu Mo had infused into her body was slowly slipping away, her heart filled with reluctance, and she couldn't help but plead. Although this process had given her a new experience, she now wished she could keep what had been bestowed upon her.

"These past few days haven't been the days when I'm likely to get pregnant!"

Having children will absolutely not affect my future work.

"Rita's being disobedient again, don't forget I'm the master!" Lu Mo's lips curled into a wicked smile as he gently pinched Rita's chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze. He knew in his heart that Rita was actually a very considerate maid, always managing to arrange everything perfectly.

During their intimate moments, Rita always responds promptly, skillfully adjusting her position to receive his affection. And in everyday life, Rita proactively handles any minor problems he might encounter.

This gave Lu Mo even more reasons to "punish" Rita. Her overstepping her bounds as a maid was definitely the most effective method.

She is considerate and knows how to behave appropriately. She is clearly very smart but deliberately only shows a fraction of her intelligence. She is absolutely the perfect maid.

Unfortunately, Lu Mo was also quite willful. He knew Rita craved affection, yet he deliberately kept her wanting more. Like now, he deliberately slowed his movements, watching the fleeting disappointment in Rita's eyes, quickly replaced by anticipation. He enjoyed this feeling of control, but that wasn't the whole reason—more importantly, he wanted Rita to understand some boundaries she hadn't considered.

"Ding-dong, your takeout has arrived!"

Just as Lu Mo was admiring the pleasant scent of Rita and Lost Rosemary emanating from them, a sudden voice came from behind him.

"It's Kiana! Come here and give her a kiss!"

Although she is the Herrscher of the End, she now uses the powers of the Herrscher of Void most often.

Even though it wasn't the end of the world before, the Herrscher of the Void's powers weren't used much.

"Go away!" Although she said it with a hint of disgust, Kiana still took the initiative to bring her face closer.

Rita was also helpless about Lu Mo's double standard of agreeing to anything Kiana wanted.

Kiana's current status in the harem is number one—I say "currently" because the two people who could dethrone her haven't entered the harem yet.

"Okay, what kind of takeout is it?"

Chapter 147 Emperor-level Honkai Beast Impact!!

"Okay, what kind of takeout is it?"

Lu Mo exclaimed in amazement as he watched Kiana pick up the suitcase with one hand.

This suitcase is huge; it must contain something quite unusual.

"Open it and take a look," Kiana said mysteriously, her fingertips lightly pressing on the clasp of the suitcase, a faint smile playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with mischievous slyness. Her fingers paused for a moment on the clasp before slowly pressing it down, as if deliberately creating suspense.

"Wow, this takeout is really something else!" Lu Mo muttered, though his eyes remained fixed on the contents. The moment the suitcase lid was opened, his pupils contracted slightly, his gaze completely drawn to the scene inside, and his mouth involuntarily opened, revealing a hint of surprise.

Inside the "takeout box" delivered by Kiana were a pink-haired girl and a blue-haired girl—the Vodka Twins, whose presence was incredibly faint.

"These two rascals were brought to me? Or were they delivered in a package?" Lu Mo stared at the two girls, his tone a mixture of surprise and helplessness. He reached out and gently poked the pink-haired girl's arm; it was soft to the touch and warm to the touch.

Kiana remained silent, instead walking over to the two Ritas and examining their appearance after being pampered and bullied by Lu Mo.

Although the two were Lu Mo's confidantes, their tendency to portray themselves as "bad women" meant that Lu Mo didn't hold back when toying with them. Their words and actions always carried a hint of provocation and teasing. Even someone as jaded as Lu Mo couldn't resist wanting to "teach them a lesson" and make them behave. Therefore, when they saw Lu Mo playing around, they weren't exactly gentle. Kiana only regretted arriving too late.

After all, when he pampered and bullied them with excessive means, their behavior was really unbearable. Lu Mo couldn't stop playing with them. Sometimes he would even deliberately use more flirtatious words to fight back, which made Lu Mo more and more excited and unable to stop. Although in the end, it was the two of them who deliberately brought about their own demise.

Now, Lu Mo has even developed his sadistic tendencies.

Lu Mo shrugged when he didn't get a response, then carefully examined "Post-Collapse Rosalia" and "Post-Collapse Lilia".

At first, Lu Mo didn't recognize what the two little girls looked like—after all, the images of energetic lolis and emotionless lolis were too deeply ingrained in people's minds. In his memory, they were still small, with the innocence and naivety of children.

She's much taller than Theresa now!

Upon seeing the two of them, Lu Mo heard a constant chatter echoing in his ears. These two were definitely the most lively in his harem.

"captain!"

"Captain." The two preferred this form of address to calling him by his name.

He twirled her halfway through the air, her skirt billowing in a graceful arc, before finally holding her securely in his arms, his face full of gentle smiles.

The girl's figure had indeed grown a bit taller, her shoulders were a little broader, and her waist had become more defined than before, but overall, compared to Kiana's tall and slender figure, her growth was relatively small.

Of course, even if she grows to Bronya's level, it won't stop Lu Mo from lifting her up high, after all, he really did that to Bronya.

"You two, where have you been on tour again?"

To be fair, Lu Mo's feelings for these two were indeed deep, but unlike his feelings for Kiana, those feelings hadn't changed too much into love. In Lu Mo's mind, these two were still children who needed to be cherished, and he couldn't call them "wife" like he did with Kiana.

"Hehe, Captain, Captain, we didn't mean to avoid seeing you!"

Rosalia's expression changed slightly, but her carefree personality made her not too concerned about being caught and she continued to act coquettishly towards Lu Mo.

As she spoke, Rosalia's nose almost touched his chin, her eyes curved into two crescent moons, and her fingers were haphazardly rubbing the top of his hair.

Her tone carried a hint of coquettishness at the end, yet also a touch of mischief, as if it wasn't her who had pounced on her, but some carefree little beast.

"They just didn't take meeting me too seriously, right?" It's only natural that these two are lively and restless.

"So, what brings you here today?"

"That's because we saw Aunt Himeko being affectionate with you, so we wanted to join in too!" Rosalia shouted, her neck stiff, but a suspicious blush rose on her cheeks. Her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt, and her toes rubbed against the floor.

"Aren't we also part of your harem, Captain?" Her voice trailed off at the last few words, and she glanced furtively at Lu Mo, afraid he might show a look of disgust.

Since Himeko interacted with Lu Mo face-to-face in a live stream a few days ago, she and Lilia stared in disbelief at the screen, only then realizing that they hadn't come to play with their captain in a long time.

That's why they asked Kiana to give Lu Mo a surprise.

"I think so," Rosalia said, her tone a little uncertain.

There's nothing we can do; they were both too young back then and didn't realize this at all.

"It's up to you if you want to, but..." Lu Mo suddenly stood up, his target being Lilia, who was standing silently to the side.

His movements were deliberately slow and deliberate, pausing for half a second as his hand landed on Lilia's nape, startling the sleepy little girl so much that she tensed her back. "Don't think I'll let you two little rascals off the hook like this!" Before he finished speaking, he had already swept the drowsy Lilia up in his arms with one hand.

"Oh no, you're not going to spank me, are you, Captain!" To be honest, Rosalia was somewhat afraid of Lu Mo—since Cocolia went to jail, basically no one could control the two of them.

Although Theresa and Bronya could command them to some extent, their mischievous personalities limited the effectiveness of their discipline.

Only Lu Mo, who has indulged them many times, can truly control them. In a sense, Lu Mo is now in the position of "father".

Rosalia couldn't help but blush when she thought about it.

After all, no matter how much they like to misbehave, these two little guys know their limits.

It's a bit hard to say that they consider Lu Mo their father! But that doesn't stop them from knowing that they really, really like Lu Mo.

After all, they couldn't find any other man who cared about them as much.

Besides, they could also distinguish what kind of feelings they had for Lu Mo.

Chapter 148: The Station's Anthem, "Chocolate Cream"

"Don't worry, let's take a look at your seniors first." Lu Mo stood still, raised his hand and pointed to the Ritas hanging not far away, his eyes shifting back and forth between the two little devils and the seniors, indicating that they might face similar "pampering" next.

His tone was slightly teasing, yet it also carried a hint of warning.

He won't be lenient with someone who's really naughty.

Of course, Lu Mo was actually reluctant to impose any real punishment on these two little devils.

Although these two children are usually mischievous, in Lu Mo's eyes they are just more lively and active than other children, far from being a major headache.

Compared to truly unruly children, this is already quite well-behaved.

Every time he saw them jumping around, Lu Mo felt more helpless and doting than annoyed.

Rosalia and Lilia are usually quite mischievous, but they're still within an acceptable range. Although they require Lu Mo to put in a bit of effort—for example, he has to clean up their messes from time to time or help them deal with their troubles—thankfully, they haven't done anything particularly troublesome yet.

Just like Klee from the next world—oh wait, Klee is much more well-behaved than these two, except for her hobbies.

"Wow... isn't this Rita Alita?" Rosalia was so intimidated by Rita's imposing presence that she immediately changed her tune.

Even though she had been pampered to the point where she couldn't squeeze any more power out of her body, Rita still exuded the oppressive aura of an S-class Valkyrie with her eyes.

Rosalia is already so old, yet she still hasn't realized the basic common sense that you should call someone "sister" instead of "auntie."

Although they are both in my harem, these two groups don't really interact much. This won't do. It seems I need to mix them up and pamper them a few more times.

"I have a little idea, I wonder if you'd like it, Lu Mo." Kiana tapped her fingertips lightly on the table twice, her gaze falling on Lilia and Rosalia not far away—since Lu Mo was planning to "play" with these two little ones, she would naturally have some fun with them too.

With a flick of her wrist, Kiana's palm shimmered with tiny lights, and a pile of colorful gadgets were neatly arranged on the table. Her fingertips lightly brushed over the top layer, which resembled a string of bells, and a sly smile played on her lips.

"What are these?" Lu Mo's gaze shifted from the two little ones to the suddenly appearing pile of props, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

"This is a new product I developed, just for fun." Kiana tapped the little trinket with a crystal embedded at the top on the very edge with her fingertip, her eyes slightly raised, revealing a set of neat white teeth, her smile carrying a hint of pride.

After all, Lu Mo was getting a little tired of the usual playful interactions with his harem members; he needed to try something new to satisfy her personality.

"To be honest, I don't know how you two little idols are doing these days..." Lu Mo's gaze swept over the spread-out props, and the image of the two girls jumping around on stage unconsciously floated into his mind. "But—"

A slight smile played on his lips as his gaze fell on Lilia's fluffy twin tails and Rosalia's abdomen. His fingertips unconsciously caressed Kiana beside him, and his mind began to conjure up some interesting images.

"Sing me a song and dance first, a duet, okay?" Lu Mo pointed his finger back and forth between the two of them, his eyes fixed intently on the two little ones in front of him, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable teasing.

The most suitable song for these two little girls right now is probably chocolatecream, one of the treasures of iStation.

As Lu Mo stroked his chin, his fingertips unconsciously caressing the lines of his jaw, he stared at the props Kiana had brought—choosing what suited his taste. At the same time, he was also a little curious about whether the classic dance that had left such a deep impression on him truly existed in this world.

“No problem, Lilia, Rosalia, to please the captain… you’ll have to wear my specially made performance outfits!” Kiana’s lips curled into a sly smile as she lightly stroked her phone screen, her gaze sweeping over the two little ones, her tone brimming with undisguised cunning.

Kiana smiled and took out clothes that were just as lethal to the two little ones—though strictly speaking, they couldn't be called clothes.

Because the parts that could only be seen by Lu Mo had been hollowed out. Just thinking about what it would be like to wear these clothes made Lilia and Rosalia tremble uncontrollably.

As she spoke, Kiana carefully demonstrated the two sets of "clothes." The fabric was brightly colored, but everything that Lu Mo should see was there. The shoulder straps were so thin they looked like they would break with the slightest tug, and the skirts were just the right length to be considered harmonious, revealing glimpses of the thighs as she moved. Looking at these clothes that were completely visible, Lilia and Rosalia couldn't help but tremble slightly, their eyes filled with fear and resistance, their fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of their garments.

"Kiana is so mean... this kind of outfit." Rosalia muttered softly, her ears turning bright red, and she secretly glanced at Lilia, hoping for a response.

"What's wrong? This is much better than what you saw on Himeko-sensei's livestream a few days ago, isn't it?!" Kiana retorted confidently, hands on her hips, her eyes full of disbelief. "Besides, this is for the Captain. Don't you want him to be happy?"

The two of them immediately gave up struggling.

After all, even if Lu Mo ordered the two of them not to wear it, they would have no choice but to obey.

"Alright, let's watch the dance video first, so we don't mess it up when we dance." Kiana even kindly sent them some reference materials.

Before the words "Don't underestimate Kiana" were even finished, Rosalia was dumbfounded when she saw the dance pose.

There's nothing wrong with the dance Kiana sent.

However, this raises a serious issue when considering the clothes Kiana gave them.

To put it bluntly, this dance move is just a perk for Lu Mo!

The dancers in the video moved with extreme grace, sometimes supporting themselves on all fours with their buttocks raised high and their backs gracefully stretched out; at other times, they swayed their waists dramatically.

"Or are you two planning to refuse the chance to get intimate with Lu Mo? Then I'll just take Lu Mo back to use tonight?" Kiana's smile deepened as she looked at their embarrassed expressions, a sly glint in her eyes. She gently poked Rosalia's shoulder with her finger.

Upon hearing this, Rosalia immediately puffed out her chest. Although her chest was far smaller than Kiana's, her eyes were full of defiant spirit: "Of course we're going to jump! How could we possibly let such a good opportunity slip by?!"