I'm in Mota, and they all want me to confess my feelings!

"I'm so sorry, we don't know the specifics either," the staff member explained with a professional smile, "but that customer... she gave way too much. So, we're really sorry."

“…How could you do this?” Yuno suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, lowering her head in disappointment, her voice even becoming lower and more subdued.

Duanmu Yan, who was standing to the side, twitched his lips almost imperceptibly.

"What's going on? Why is the hotel full again?"

“How many times has this happened?”

"Is God deliberately making things difficult for me? Every time I go to book a hotel, it's fully booked."

"It was like this with Phoebe, it was like this with the second young lady, I didn't expect it to happen again this time..."

"Excuse me, just now," Duanmu Yan interjected, steer the conversation back on track, "You mentioned earlier that there's one suite available, is that right?"

The staff member nodded in confirmation: "Yes, sir. That's a special prize we prepared with our partners for the gladiator tournament champion. You need an experience card to check in."

"The trial card you mentioned, is this the one you mean?" Duanmu Yan said, steadily pushing the trial voucher that he had been holding between his fingers in front of the other person.

The staff member was visibly taken aback before accepting the uniquely textured voucher with both hands. He examined it carefully for a moment, then called over a colleague, who scanned the QR code on the voucher with a terminal to verify it against the database.

"Opal and cat's eye, right?" The staff member looked up and cautiously confirmed.

"Yes."

Duanmu Yan handed over his terminal.

After another round of meticulous information verification, the staff member finally smiled with relief, placed his right hand on his chest in a gesture of respect, and said, "I salute you with a howl. Mr. Duanmu, would you like to check in now?"

"of course."

"Please come with me."

Upon seeing this unexpected little incident, Yuno was stunned for a while before taking small steps to follow him and asking in a low voice.

How did you get this coupon?

Duanmu Yan replied in a low voice, "We have to thank the Second Miss. If she hadn't been participating in that gladiatorial match, we would have had to stay somewhere else today."

"Really? Then I'll have to thank Koleta properly!"

Suddenly, Duanmu Yan seemed to remember something and turned to Yuno, saying, "By the way, Miss Yuno, after the formalities are completed, you can stay in that suite by yourself. As for me, I'll find somewhere else to stay."

Yuno was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then a faint blush rose on her fair cheeks.

She had never considered this question before, and only realized it when Duanmu Yan brought it up. Men and women are different, and how can they live under the same roof if they are not in a close relationship?

not to mention……

They had only just met.

But it was precisely because they had just met that Yuno felt guilty.

She is indeed quite willful, but she also knows when to stop.

The reason I am able to stay in this hotel today is because of Duanmu Yan's special honor.

He moved in openly and brazenly, which ironically drove the original owner away.

No, no, we can't do that!

So the girl made up her mind.

"Hmph, is that so?" Yuno crossed her arms and gave a nonchalant snort. "Actually, I'm not that petty. As long as you behave yourself, living under the same roof as you... it's not a big deal."

"Huh?" Duanmu Yan turned his head and looked at her with some surprise.

The girl's tone gradually revealed a hint of panic, yet she still forced herself to maintain a casual demeanor—although her slightly trembling voice had already betrayed her inner shyness and helplessness.

"No, but don't get me wrong! I... I'm just worried that it's so late, what if you can't find a place to stay?"

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, but she still insisted on finishing what she had to say.

"I...I, Your Highness, would never let my friends get into trouble!"

Duanmu Yan couldn't help but smile as he looked at the girl's shy and bashful expression.

—She's also quite cute.

"Since it is Lady Yu's request, then I will do as she requests."

……

……

"——A-sneeze!"

Meanwhile, in another place.

Koleta touched her slightly itchy nose, feeling a sense of emptiness in her heart. Was it just her imagination?

Volume 1: Chapter 90 Sexual Repression

Early morning. -@

Duanmu Yan was woken up by the noise.

—It wasn't because of Yuno, but because of the room service.

This Champion Suite includes daily room service; breakfast will be delivered to the room by a personal shopper, while lunch and dinner will be served at the hotel restaurant.

Duanmu Yan yawned as he took the exquisite plate and laid out the sumptuous breakfast on the table before strolling to Yuno's bedroom door.

Still the old rules.

Yuno sleeps in the room, while he sleeps on the sofa.

Thinking about it carefully, this arrangement does seem familiar—it seems to have been the same when I traveled with Phoebe and Coleta before.

Anyway, Duanmu Yan has never been picky about his environment. As long as he can eat and sleep well, he's fine.

"Miss Yuno, it's time for breakfast." He rubbed his sleepy eyes and gently knocked on the door.

After a short while, only a few indistinct murmurs came from the room, then silence returned, leaving only the girl's even and sweet breathing, which drifted gently in on the morning breeze.

Perhaps still sleepy, Duanmu Yan turned the doorknob without thinking.

Whether Yuno forgot or for some other reason, the door was not locked from the inside.

By the time he realized it, he had already stepped into the bedroom.

The girl on the bed was completely unaware of this unintentional "intrusion," her even and sweet breathing rising and falling gently in the tranquil morning light.

Duanmu Yan stared at the figure on the bed, and after a brief moment of distraction, the remaining sleepiness instantly vanished.

He held his breath and stared at Yuno—

The girl had shed her usual attire, leaving only a thin white camisole nightgown that gently clung to her slender figure, outlining a tranquil silhouette in the hazy morning light, like a moonflower blooming in the night, telling the world of the moon's profundity in the approaching dawn.

Morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow over the room.

His gaze inadvertently swept over the girl's bare legs—her skin was as delicate as fresh snow, like the finest silk, leaving a mark with the slightest touch.

Longing to be touched, longing to be caressed...

A faint, delicate fragrance wafted in the air.

He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but the fragrance and the scene before him made Duanmu Yan feel a dryness in his mouth, as if he had been ignited by some kind of fire.

The girl was sleeping in a very relaxed position, with one hand unconsciously resting on the pillow, her fingertips slightly curled.

Just then, Yuno suddenly turned over gently, and the suspenders slipped off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

even……

He could vaguely see that corner that belonged only to the girl gradually revealed itself to him in the swaying morning light.

Duanmu Yan's breathing suddenly stopped, and the sound of his blood rushing through his ears roared.

He closed his eyes, forcing himself to look away, and quietly turned around, closing the door to the room.

"What am I doing?"

Why does Yuno sleep without a lining?

"Wait, what did I just see?"

"Calm down, Duanmu Yan, you are a true gentleman!"

"Why is Xiao Duanmu standing up?"

"You good-for-nothing, I'll give you two punches to wake you up!"

"What happened?"

Abu suddenly emerged from the sound trail, his little head darting around alertly as he carefully surveyed his surroundings: "What happened? I suddenly sensed that your rhythm has become very erratic, and your heartbeat has become very fast. Are you in danger?"

"It's nothing." Duanmu Yan covered his face, taking deep breaths to try to suppress the restless desire within him. "It's just a normal physiological reaction."

"A physiological reaction?" Abu tilted his head in confusion, his little nose suddenly twitching slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about, but my nose is vibrating, there must be something delicious nearby!"

The little one deftly followed the aroma to the dining table, and his eyes lit up when he saw the abundant food on the table.

"Wow, what a sumptuous breakfast!" Abu turned his head and looked at Duanmu Yan expectantly. "Can I eat some?"

"Of course, you can eat as much as you want."

"Then I'm welcome!"

Having received permission, Abu immediately plunged into the embrace of the food. Duanmu Yanze turned and went into the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face before washing up after calming down.

Perhaps the commotion outside finally disturbed the tranquility of the bedroom, and Yuno slowly woke up from her sleep. She stretched out her body like a lazy cat, her thin nightgown outlining her soft curves with the movement.

"Hmm... I slept really well. Is it already dawn?"

As Yuno yawned and straightened her clothes, she walked out of the room and ran into Duanmu Yan, who had just come out of the bathroom.

The latter was taken aback at first, and the desire that had been suppressed seemed to be rekindling.

What's wrong with me today?

"How could it be so repressed?"

"What's wrong with you? You look so strange." Yuno, of course, had no idea that her girlish innocence had been laid bare for him. As she spoke, her gaze was drawn to Abu, who was happily munching on a meal nearby. "Hey, where did this little guy come from? So cute."

“Little guy? My name is Abu!” Abu turned around, tilting his head to look Yuno up and down. “Eh? Wasn’t it Lupa? It’s only been a short time. How come you have a different girl again?”

"Again?" Yuno blinked in confusion, then turned to look at Duanmu Yan. "Is this your voice remnant?"

"Hmm." Duanmu Yan bowed slightly and nodded awkwardly.

Don't ask why you're hunched over.

The answer is that I feel unwell.

"How interesting." Yuno looked Abu over, and after a moment, she smiled gently. "Well, that's good. Shopping with a cute little guy is quite nice. We're going to many places today, Duanmu, are you ready? By the way, why are you hunched over?"

"I'm fine, I'm just feeling a little unwell."

"Really?" Yuno was a little surprised, but unconvinced. "Then let's get dressed and set off!"

……

……

Amidst the bustling sounds of Seven Hills, Floro's solitary figure appeared exceptionally quiet, as if separated from the surrounding hustle and bustle by an invisible wall.

She stopped in front of a fruit shop, her gaze lingering on the bright red currants, lost in thought.

"If red currant and jam were incorporated into the recipe for honey cakes, it might add more layers to the otherwise simple sweetness."

Flolo never sets foot in Seven Hills unless absolutely necessary.

Although monitoring Duanmu Yan was her current priority, she would always slip away from the city and return to her cave outside to enjoy the brief but precious peace whenever she stayed in the city for too long.

Moreover, at this moment, he...

What else can you do for me?

As she turned to leave, carrying a basket full of red currants, she bumped into a young man coming from the opposite direction.

Bright red fruits were scattered all over the ground, rolling on the stone path like scattered gems.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking—" The young man hurriedly squatted down to help pick it up, but froze when he looked up and saw the other person clearly, "Floro?"

Volume 1: Chapter 91 The False God King