Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

She jumped down from her seat and, with her short legs, walked to the "mole student" who was still on guard.

He issued new "instructions" in a manner befitting an "academy dean".

"Student Fu Hua."

"Yes."

“Now that you have realized your mistake,” her voice carried the magnanimity of an elder, “then, take our distinguished guest from afar and show him around the academy.”

"Let him experience firsthand the excellent atmosphere of St. Freya."

No, the current trend of drastic modifications is beyond what we can call a "good atmosphere."

"...Yes, Dean."

Fu Hua's voice still carried a stiffness of reluctance.

But he still bowed slightly, making an inviting gesture that was full of "guidance".

"this way please."

……

St. Freya Academy, in those wide corridors filled with youthful energy and vitality.

Lu Mo followed leisurely behind the top student who was acting as a "temporary guide".

His face wore an innocent smile full of curiosity and exploration.

He looks like the kind of kid who "visits the school he wants to attend in advance".

However, his hands showed no sign of stillness whatsoever.

His fingertips, sometimes seemingly unintentionally, traced the powerful, beautiful curves of her legs, which were slightly taut with tension.

Sometimes, seemingly unintentionally, on another uneven spot of Fu Hua's, she would lightly tap her.

The feel is pretty good.

Each touch would elicit an uncontrollable, violent tremor from the "guide" before her, accompanied by a poignant expression of shame, indignation, and humiliation.

"You... that's enough, isn't it...!"

Finally, when Lu Mo's fingers "accidentally" slipped into the place where changes were beginning to appear for the third time.

Fu Hua could no longer suppress the overwhelming sense of shame that was about to erupt within her, and she abruptly stopped in her tracks.

He turned around and, in a voice that was almost squeezed out between his teeth, he whispered angrily.

"What's wrong? I just... wanted to make sure you'd behave and listen to me."

He stepped forward and, in a tone that carried an air of censorship, slowly said:

"After all, I don't want to encounter someone who has a dry reaction."

"Isn't it a matter of course to help you get used to it in advance?"

These words were arrogant and domineering, causing Fu Hua's angry rebuke, which was already on the tip of her tongue, to be swallowed back instantly.

“...Shameless.” She could only squeeze out those two words through gritted teeth.

"Come on, show me around. I'm also very interested in your school's library."

“…This way.” Fu Hua took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shame and indignation that almost overwhelmed her, and squeezed out two cold words through gritted teeth.

She took the first step, trying to use the crowd around her to slightly restrain the man's unbridled behavior behind her in the slightly crowded elevator car.

She did know what kind of existence St. Freya was now, but Lu Mo probably didn't have much of a chance.

However... she was still too naive.

Just as the elevator doors slowly closed and the car became increasingly crowded with students pouring in, she was inevitably squeezed into the very corner.

The man's body pressed tightly against hers.

His firm chest pressed tightly against her soft back, without any gap.

"Well……!"

Fu Hua's body suddenly stiffened.

Before she could react, the man's hand, like a cunning hunter finding perfect cover, began its special action once again.

This time, his actions no longer carried the slightest hint of "testing the waters".

Fu Hua felt her mind go completely blank with a buzz.

Lu-Mo took in her incredibly moving appearance, which was filled with both "stubbornness" and "submission."

He did not stop there.

Instead, they became even more brazen.

He slowly lowered his head and pressed his cheek against her soft, burning earlobe, which was flushed with shame and indignation.

Then, amidst the laughter and chatter of the students around him who knew nothing, he whispered in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"—Turn around."

Fu Hua's body trembled violently.

She couldn't believe her ears.

In this cramped space filled with "bystanders"...

He...he actually...

"—Look at me."

With that, Lu Mo kissed her.

However, from any perspective, he portrayed it as Fu Hua taking the initiative.

Chapter 228 Don't put the captain's clothes in the hot pot!

The elevator doors opened, and Fu Hua practically fled as she stepped out, the blush on her cheeks lingering for a long time.

Lu Mo followed behind her, straightening his clothes, as if the person who had just been wantonly invading her in that confined space was not him at all.

The two walked one after the other in the quiet corridor of the dormitory building.

Just then, a dormitory supervisor dressed in simple work clothes and wearing glasses came out of the room opposite and smiled gently when she saw Fu Hua.

A very typical dormitory supervisor image. Not a character from the original work.

"Fu Hua, who is this?" Her gaze fell on Lu Mo behind Fu Hua.

“I’m a new transfer student at the academy,” Lu Mo stepped forward before Fu Hua could speak, a harmless smile on his face. “Hello, teacher. I have some things I’d like to ask you for help with.”

"Of course, how may I help you?" The dormitory supervisor's attitude was impeccable and full of professionalism.

Completely disregarding the fact that Lu Mo appears to be a boy?

Anyway, it's perfectly normal for someone like Lewis to be like that.

Lu Mo's smile grew even brighter.

As he spoke, he extended his finger and subtly drew a tiny, almost imperceptible symbol in the air.

I want to touch your butt.

His tone was very calm, as if he were saying, "I want to borrow a pen," as if it were a matter of course.

The dormitory supervisor's expression didn't change at all; she simply turned around naturally.

She displayed her graceful figure, hidden beneath her work clothes, to Lu Mo.

With a submissive attitude, he obeyed Lu Mo's orders without reservation.

"Okay, sir."

Her voice was flat and devoid of any emotion, as if it were just part of her daily work.

"you……!"

Seeing this absurd scene before her, Fu Hua finally revealed an obvious expression of displeasure.

Although she already knew from Theresa the absolute "password" that was enough to turn the entire St. Freya into his exclusive "paradise".

but……

Witnessing this scene firsthand stirred up a complex and indescribable emotion within her.

He really does whatever he wants.

After enjoying the dormitory supervisor's "service"—a service that was both "professional" and irresistible—Lu Mo finally let go, completely satisfied.

He turned around and looked at Fu Hua, who had been keeping a straight face and remaining silent since earlier, and couldn't help but tease her.

"What, are you jealous?" His voice, deviating from the "script," returned to its usual familiarity and playfulness.

Upon hearing this, Fu Hua's icy expression instantly melted away, replaced by a calm tinged with helplessness. She shook her head.

“No. It’s just that I can’t accept seeing this kind of thing so directly.” She paused, then added, “If you really want to do it, at least you can do it in a different setting.”

"Oh? For example... in the dormitory?" A glint flashed in Lu Mo's eyes. Before Fu Hua could respond, he took a step forward and easily picked her up in his arms.

"ah!"

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Fu Hua gasp in surprise, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Fu Hua is becoming more and more like a little girl.

"Don't worry," Lu Mo said, holding her as they walked deeper into the dormitory area. He chuckled softly in her ear, "Since you don't want to, then I'll... stop in front of you today."

As he said this, the large hand wrapped around her waist began to wander.

This can be considered as Fu Hua giving him some compensation.

“You…!” Fu Hua’s cheeks flushed instantly. She wanted to protest, but when she thought of the dormitory supervisor’s completely submissive appearance just now, and the uncontrollable images of humiliation and obedience that surfaced in her mind…

Her resistance involuntarily weakened.

She even... took the initiative to press her cheek against his firm chest, responding to his "attack" with a tacit acceptance.

Seeing her adorable, contradictory expression, Lu Mo felt instantly satisfied.

"How about... I try a few more times and see if I can accept it?"

"Just be yourself! My Fu Hua wife."

Soon, the two arrived at the door of their spacious and luxurious "dormitory".

Well, the original was outrageous enough, but this one is even more outrageous.

Before Lu Mo could even open the door, a burst of cheerful and energetic noise came from the crack in the door.

"—Surprise!"

The door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and colorful confetti and sequins instantly engulfed the two of them.

Kiana, Mei, Bronya, and Himeko, who had been waiting for a long time, stood excitedly at the door, their faces beaming with bright smiles full of "welcome" and "anticipation".

Welcome back, my dear master.

. . . . .

In the spacious dormitory restaurant, steam rose and the unique, rich aroma of hot pot, a blend of spices and meat, filled the air.

"Come on, the meat's ready, who wants some?" Himeko asked loudly, holding up her chopsticks and picking up a slice of freshly cooked, steaming beef.

"I want I want!"

The answer she received was not from anyone at the table, but from... the table itself.

Kiana lay on her back on the dining table, her blouse unbuttoned, revealing her flat, warm belly. A specially made, small hot pot with two broths sat steadily on her navel. The pot bubbled with heat, releasing the aroma of the ingredients.

"Ah—" Kiana opened her mouth, waiting for Himeko to feed her.

"You really know how to enjoy yourself," Lu Mo said with a smile, shaking his head. He picked up another piece of meat, rolled it in his sauce, and then, bypassing Himeko, precisely fed it to Kiana. "Be careful, don't burn yourself."

"Mmm...it tastes best when my husband feeds me!" Kiana squinted her eyes happily, and didn't forget to make a smug face at Himeko.

"You're such a womanizer," Himeko snorted, then picked up a piece of meat and turned to Lu Mo, "Then you have to try my cooking. Come on, open your mouth."

Although she wasn't the official wife, she was still the first one to treat Lu Mo as husband and wife.

“Speaking of which,” Mei looked at Kiana’s skin, which was slightly flushed from the steam of the hot pot, and said with a somewhat regretful expression, “if I wasn’t worried about making your skin greasy, I would have used your body as a hot plate to grill you right now.”