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

No, that was not pain.

But...

A thrilling pleasure.

An unparalleled intoxication.

The vines twined around her arms and climbed upwards, with tiny flower buds slowly blooming at the ends.

"There's no immediate danger, but for the time being... you'd better not leave the Black Coast."

Medical staff were reviewing her assessment report, but the girl paid no attention.

If you can't fight, what is life?

She casually picked up the terminal and began browsing the latest mission list. As the Flower of the Dark Coast, her mission was to seek out the strong and eliminate the remnants of danger.

Even though these missions often involved near-death experiences, they were the sweetest reward for her, as intoxicating as honey.

Suddenly, she saw a message from Isidora.

Immediately afterwards, the girl smiled faintly and began to hum a song—a song she had learned from him.

"Got you."

"—The seed of destiny."

Volume 1: Chapter 113 The Captain Prepares for Takeoff

Cliff Port Wharf.

After spending so many days in Qiqiu, Duanmu Yan and Koleta have decided to return to Laguna.

Koleta originally planned to take advantage of this time to completely win him over, but she was busy with family affairs—she had been negotiating a cooperation with Vulcan Mining in Seven Hills these days and simply couldn't spare the energy to plan and scheme.

But it doesn’t matter.

She gazed at the receding dock outside the porthole, a confident smile playing on her lips.

Once we return to Laguna, we will continue what we didn't finish that night.

It's my first time...

There has to be some romance, doesn't there?

As for Duanmu Yan?

He didn't take it to heart at all.

These past few days, while the second young lady was at work, he and Lupa had a great time in Seven Hills, exploring almost every corner of the city and gaining a more complete and clear understanding of this completely unfamiliar city-state.

Right now, he's busy using his device to show off the photos he's taken over the past few days to others.

—Especially Zanni and Yuno.

Zani: […Are you posting these to show off to me?]

Duanmu Yan: [Sigh, I'm just enjoying life. Why do you think so badly of me?]

Zanni: [You really are... sigh, never mind, I can't be bothered arguing with you. Anyway, when are you coming back?]

Duanmu Yan: [That depends on when the Second Miss will let me go back.]

Zani: [Okay, enjoy your vacation. But don't forget—who was carrying the burden for you while you were away.]

Duanmu Yan: [Isn't this ridiculous? Since you've put it that way, why don't I just treat you to a meal and that's it?]

Zani: [Just one meal?]

Duanmu Yan: [Any number of meals is fine, I'll eat until you get tired of it.]

Next came Yuno's reply.

The girl's response was concise, yet carried her unique air of spoiled arrogance:

Yuno: [Are you deliberately trying to annoy me? Humph, I'll hold a grudge! If you can't satisfy my whims in the future, I'll show you what real little temper tantrums are like!]

Next up is Phoebe.

Phoebe: [Wow, Seven Hills is so magnificent! I really want to see it for myself. Unfortunately, I heard they don't welcome priests from the Hidden Sea Order there.]

Duanmu Yan: [It's alright, I'm quite familiar with the governor of Qiqiu. Next time, Phoebe can come with me.]

Phoebe: [Um, really?]

Duanmu Yan: [Of course.]

Phoebe: [That's wonderful, Mr. Duanmu. By the way, when is Mr. Duanmu going back to Laguna?]

Duanmu Yan: [We're already on the ship. We'll probably arrive tonight.]

Phoebe: [Well... Mr. Duanmu, do you remember the pizza day I mentioned before?]

Duanmu Yan: [Of course I remember. What's wrong?]

Phoebe: [Actually, it's tomorrow.]

Duanmu Yan: [No problem, I'll come.]

Phoebe: [Okay, I'll be waiting for you!]

As for Floro?

Acting aloof, reading but not replying.

Although this was within Duanmu Yan's expectations.

but……

For some reason, he always felt that Floro was a bit strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with him.

Could it be that Floro is actually a member of the Remnant Star Society?

However, such unfounded accusations are not a good thing.

After all, L企u迩⑶ O疚俬” did not have any substantial evidence.

Oh, forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

What if it's a divisive tactic?

"Cat's eye." Coleta picked up a sugar cube and gently dropped it into the coffee, the silver spoon making a crisp sound on the rim of the cup.

Upon hearing the sound, Duanmu Yan put down his terminal and looked up to meet her meaningful gaze: "What's wrong, Second Miss?"

Koleta gently closed her eyes, picked up the cup of coffee, and took a small sip: "Have you forgotten something?"

"Forgot something?" Duanmu Yan paused for a moment, then seemed to understand. "I don't think so. I brought all my things with me. I didn't leave anything behind."

"you--!"

Koleta gritted her teeth, struggling to suppress her anger and maintain the last vestige of elegance. The radiance shone on her face, making it appear cold and pale as paper, yet it contained a faint smile hinting at world-destroying ruthlessness.

"Have you forgotten your answer to me?"

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Yan suddenly remembered something very important—

The second young lady...

It seems like he confessed his feelings to me.

"Uh……"

"You bastard! I'm really going to take control of you!"

Koleta slammed down her coffee cup, then suddenly stood up and straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck to force him to look directly at her.

Their noses almost touched, and their warm breaths brushed against his lips like butterfly wings.

The girl's face was flushed, as if she had used almost all her courage to do this.

"Such an important matter... and you don't care at all. Do you know how much courage it took me to say those words that night!"

"In short, you no longer have the right to refuse!"

Just as Duanmu Yan was about to explain, her lips suddenly covered his, silencing his unfinished words.

The soft touch, carrying the lingering aroma of coffee, melted away all his thoughts in this sudden kiss.

After a long while, the girl gently stepped back halfway, her forehead still touching his, breathing softly, her warm breaths mingling between them.

Duanmu Yan was in a daze. Although it wasn't the first time, this sudden attack still caught him off guard.

And just now, wasn't the second young lady...?

Did you stick out your tongue?

"Second Miss, I—"

Duanmu Yan spoke again, but the moment his voice left his mouth, Koleta pressed against him once more, silencing his unfinished words.

This time it was more intense than before; all words melted into the silent rubbing, with only the receding sound of the waves outside the porthole echoing the pounding heartbeat.

Then, they separated again, and then drew closer once more.

Whenever Duanmu Yan tried to speak, Koleta would seal his words with a kiss, allowing no room for argument.

After a while, Duanmu Yan also got angry with Koleta.

What a joke!

I have a personality too!

This kind of enjoyment—no, it's an "insult"—can't happen again and again!

I must take the initiative into my own hands!

So, he made a snap decision, suddenly stood up and took the initiative, grabbing the girl's wrists with both hands and gently pressing her against the edge of the table.

This sudden counterattack made Koleta tremble slightly, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, yet also a faint glimmer of expectation.

The girl's clothes were somewhat disheveled, probably due to the contact they had just made.

She bit her lip lightly, struggled symbolically for a few moments, trying to maintain her last shred of dignity, but in the end she just turned her head away, letting her loose hair cover her reddened ear tips.

—They didn't say anything, yet it seemed like they tacitly agreed to something.

"So... you're agreeing?" Kolatta asked in a barely audible voice.

Duanmu Yan looked at the disheveled girl beneath him and sighed softly, "Since the Second Miss has gone to such lengths, how can I possibly refuse?"

"...Then let go of me first."

“There’s no reason for an emergency landing now.” Duanmu Yan not only didn’t let go, but tightened his grip. “Since Miss Second started the fire, she should take full responsibility.”

“I…I know.” Koleta naturally understood his implication, her cheeks burning even more. “It’s just that this place is too simple…Let’s continue when we get back to Laguna, okay?”

Volume 1: Chapter 114 The Second Miss's Service

Duanmu Yan is not actually a person who is easily controlled by desires.

Perhaps this relationship came too suddenly, and he hasn't yet found the right attitude to handle it.

More than those empty desires, he wanted to understand the secrets hidden deep in Koleta's eyes.

"Why did the Second Miss suddenly fall in love with me?"

He gazed at the girl's face, admiring her flawless features.

—Elegant, yet retaining a youthful innocence.

Even in the midst of chaos, a touch of pride still remained.

Perhaps because they were too close, Koleta's cheeks flushed with a drunken red, and she hurriedly looked away, not daring to meet Duanmu Yan's gaze.

"Why...why aren't you letting go?" Koleta turned her head away and murmured softly.

Beneath the shyness and panic in the girl's amber eyes shone a secret expectation—she seemed never to truly want him to let go, and even secretly hoped to continue this moment and complete their union.

Duanmu Yan gazed at her for a long time before softly calling out, "Second Miss."

"Mmm." Koleta's delicate shoulders trembled slightly as she softly agreed. "So, can I get up?"

"Before that, I have a question."

"what is the problem?"