Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

“However, using milk to write calligraphy is quite a luxury.” He brought his ink-stained fingertips to his lips. “After all, it’s sweeter than I imagined. It would be a waste if I didn’t write it on you.”

The implication is that it's unclear whether it's better to use "someone else" or "someone else's".

"Alright," Lu Mo said slowly, having enjoyed her moving expression of humiliation and submission for a while, "Now that you've finished writing, the next step... is to clean it up."

"Kiana."

"Yes, Master!" Kiana, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately responded excitedly.

Kiana wore a "helpful" yet malicious smile.

"Mei," her voice was filled with undisguised intimacy, brimming with sisterly affection, "you probably can't wipe it yourself, can you?"

"Let me help you clean it up."

As she spoke, Kiana gave Lu Mo a grateful look.

It's so good that Lu Mo allowed her to do that. The captain really isn't easily jealous and is very magnanimous.

As Kiana began to diligently "clean" Mei's back, Lu Mo turned his gaze to Bronya, who had been quietly watching everything from the beginning.

He walked up to her with a smile that seemed to invite her to play games together.

“Bronya,” he said, shaking the bucket still full of ice, “want to play a little game?”

"...What game?" Bronya looked up, her gray eyes filled with curiosity.

“It’s very simple,” Lu Mo picked up a crystal-clear ice cube and played with it between his fingertips. “Try it and see how stable your body can be.”

He then manually adjusted Bronya's angle to prevent the things on her back from slipping off too quickly.

Bronya's body stiffened slightly, and a rare, faint blush appeared on her usually expressionless face. But she did not refuse; she simply obediently assumed the posture he requested.

“Captain,” her voice remained calm, but the slight tremor at the end betrayed her true feelings, “what kind of perverted thoughts are you having now?”

"How can you call it perverted?" Lu Mo put on an "innocent" expression. "This is a very serious experiment. I want to see... just how strong the Herrscher of Reason's cold resistance really is."

This nonsensical talk, brimming with the spirit of "scientific exploration," made Himeko, who was standing nearby, chuckle softly.

"Or do you want me to handle these ice blocks in a different way?"

"No...no need." Bronya knew very well that although the captain loved her, he had no bottom line when it came to such things.

"Alright," Lu Mo said, giving her no further chance to "complain." He picked up the first ice cube. "The game begins."

He didn't put the ice directly on her body, but first used the edge of the ice to smear water on her back.

It looked like they were laying the foundation. Bronya, who had prepared herself to grit her teeth and face it, now had a slightly distorted expression.

Grinding meat with a dull knife is no fun either.

"……Um……"

Just as Bronya relaxed slightly, a whole block of ice slid down her back.

“If you’re not paying attention,” Lu Mo’s voice whispered in her ear, full of gentle threat, “—wait a minute, if the ice cube falls, there will be a punishment.”

"Ugh...!"

Don't assume that just because Bronya is from the North, she can withstand the sensation of ice directly touching her skin without any problems.

Even though she's Russian, she's wearing thick clothes.

Not to mention the attack of damp cold.

"How are you?" Lu Mo chuckled, a hint of a triumphant prank in his voice. "Can you... still hold on?"

Bronya didn't answer.

She just gritted her teeth and focused all her attention on maintaining her absolute balance, trying to ignore the ever-spreading chill from the ice block.

"It seems... we can continue." Looking at her adorable appearance, full of "stubbornness" and "endurance," Lu Mo's smile grew even wider.

He picked up another ice cube and placed it on Bronya's shoulder blade, where a slight movement would make it easier for her to slide down.

"Focus," Lu Mo's voice was like a devil's whisper, "Xi'er isn't here right now, how do you think you're going to clean up this mess?"

This was an open threat, and in a way, it was very effective against Bronya.

But at the same time, it was a painful blow to Bronya.

She's the only one in the group of five who's working solo now—otherwise, she'd have to team up with Theresa.

Although Bronya doesn't dislike Theresa, the two of them working together are clearly less effective than the other two pairings.

Being cute alone cannot sustain a relationship.

The ice melted quickly, making it even harder to maintain stability on a back covered in icy water.

So unfortunately, although Bronya tried her best, she wasn't very good at this kind of thing.

Bronya had initially thought she could solve this problem with her expertise, but now it seemed that was clearly not the case.

"Oh dear," Lu Mo's face showed a regretful expression, "It seems... we lost the game."

The upcoming "punishment game" will definitely be... even more interesting.

A mix of winning and losing, a balance of good and bad, is what makes it interesting. While winning all the time is exhilarating, it can also get a little boring.

The next target, naturally, is the woman who was the first to become my wife.

That guy was staring at everyone else with great anticipation.

Judging from her expression, she actually enjoyed doing it, while others couldn't resist his quirky sense of humor.

Lu Mo slowly stood up from beside Bronya, then suddenly stretched out his arms and tightly embraced her hot, delicate body from behind.

"Master," Himeko's voice instantly turned sweet, "You've finally decided to come and see me? I thought you were completely captivated by this little girl."

As she spoke, she naturally snuggled even closer into his arms.

It's a bit tight, Himeko.

"I... but I've been waiting for so long."

"Oh?" Lu Mo chuckled, turned his head, and cast his gaze at Fu Hua, who stood quietly like a perfect backdrop.

She completely disregarded the possibility that she might not get any meat or soup at this event.

"Fu Hua."

"Yes, Master."

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"Come here and hug me."

Upon hearing this, Fu Hua stiffened slightly, but did not hesitate at all.

She stretched out her arms and hugged his strong body tightly from behind.

“Very good,” Lu Mo nodded in satisfaction, feeling the warmth behind and in front of him. “Next…”

He gave the order to Fu Hua behind him without even turning his head.

"As ordered."

Fu Hua's face showed a knowing expression.

"Press on top of me, I want to experience your strength."

Fu Hua pressed down hard on Lu Mo's back, even transmitting her internal force to Himeko, letting her experience a force heavier than both of them.

Although they had a good relationship, they weren't as close as the two cats cleaning each other nearby.

Therefore, Fu Hua didn't seem to have any particular reaction to this.

The relationship between her and Himeko can only be described as one where "neither of them knows they are in a romantic relationship."

He was quite focused... and by the way, this perspective seems to have also developed a unique flavor.

Fu Hua was particularly interested in Lu Mo's action.

"——Woo!"

Unlike when Lu Mo was the only one being intimate with her, after joining Fu Hua, Himeko experienced firsthand just how much power Fu Hua truly possessed.

"Captain," Himeko's voice was sweet yet filled with resentment, "was Fu Hua's assist really effective!?"

I didn't offend Fu Hua, did I?

Surely Fu Hua doesn't enjoy helping her husband be intimate with other women, right?!

Could it be that forcing two people to be intimate would make her work so hard?

"Is there a problem? You seem to like it quite a bit, don't you?"

"I like it..." Himeko's answer was still undisguisedly honest, "but I can't completely accept being treated so outrageously!"

"In short, you can accept it, right?" Lu Mo accurately summarized Ji Zi's true thoughts.

After all, although Himeko could feel Fu Hua's weight, the force wouldn't cause her any real harm.

"In short," Lu Mo's lips curled into an even more cruel smile, "I think you should show some more skill, Fu Hua."

"Yes!"

Fu Hua's answer was concise and to the point.

There was absolutely no sign of resentment—he didn't seem unhappy about not being favored because he had to push "that" for the captain.

After all, it's Fu Hua—at least that's how it can be explained on the surface.

To be honest, Fu Hua's rigid character made the others feel a bit like they wanted to bully her and "cheat her."

"But Himeko-sensei, if you continue like this..."

"I'm afraid all the students at St. Freya will know what their teachers are doing at night."

Although she wasn't afraid, it didn't mean she had no opinion on the matter. Fu Hua still offered her advice.

She wouldn't have done something so outrageous.

"Isn't that even better?" Himeko reminded Fu Hua, who was unconsciously thinking according to common sense.

"We just want them to hear it."

She turned her head slightly, and her captivating eyes became even more alluring.

"Anyway, in this script, they will all be the master's playthings sooner or later. For me, this is also fulfilling my duty as a teacher."

"Perhaps, letting them receive this information will provide us with inspiration later."

A student at a school, who knows what exciting developments they might have?

"Yes!"

Kiana, who was watching from the side, was thoroughly enjoying herself. She even felt that it wasn't lively enough, so she naturally joined in this conversation full of wicked humor.

“We’re already on the balcony anyway,” she shrugged, a matter-of-fact expression on her face. “What difference is there between us being like this and having the whole school watching?”

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Chapter 230 Is it too much to send someone on the battlefield while heavily pregnant?

A few days later, the atmosphere was solemn on the bridge of the Hyperion.

On the enormous holographic screen, energy reaction data from the forward war zone was displayed, exuding a dangerous atmosphere. A piercing alarm echoed in the enclosed space, foreshadowing an impending major battle.

However, in this pre-battle command room, which should have been filled with tension and a sense of impending doom, a completely different scene was unfolding.

Lu Mo sat in the captain's seat, while his five subordinates, Kiana, Mei, Bronya, Himeko, and Fu Hua, lay sprawled around him in disheveled and disorganized manner.

They felt absolutely no sense of crisis about the upcoming battle.

You could even say they went into battle with a carefree attitude. This is evident from the fact that their combat uniforms, which were originally well-fitting, now looked completely out of place.

Thankfully, the combat suit is very stretchy, otherwise it would have deformed long ago.

They each held up the deformed parts of their combat uniforms, revealing a sweet hue.

Although it is a burden, no one is unwilling to give up "getting rid of" it.

"Honestly," Himeko leaned weakly against the control panel, "I'm afraid I'll have to go through this before every sortie..."

"They still have the energy and the will to go to the battlefield."