A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

Wang Chong pressed his finger on Ines's protruding belly, and after seeing a gush of white fluid gushing out, he nodded in satisfaction and left the tent, leaving Ines with a sullen face.

Of course, Wang Chong temporarily sealed the camp with black mist to ensure that outsiders would not disturb them. Even if it was just Xingnu, Wang Chong's possessiveness was very strong, and he would never share it with anyone other than his harem.

……

night

"cheers!"

Huang raised his glass with some excitement and began to drink the brewed grain liquor heartily.

Huang now realized that whenever a new special forces member joined, such a banquet was held exclusively for the special forces.

Fortunately, everyone was already somewhat familiar with Huang, so there was no need for a self-introduction session, and they quickly immersed themselves in the joy of the banquet.

"Hey silly cat, you should drink a little slower... Even though it's grain liquor, it's still quite intoxicating. Don't make us have to carry you back home."

Wang Chong said irritably:

"Judging from your appearance, I can roughly estimate that your behavior when you're drunk won't be very good."

"Who said I can't handle alcohol?! Besides, it's just some grain liquor, how could it possibly get me drunk?"

Huang's face was flushed; the first cup had already made her both excited and somewhat lightheaded. Hearing Wang Chong's words, she seemed rather unconvinced and downed another cup in one go.

"Don't just drink, at least eat something. You don't really want to get so drunk that you throw up on me afterwards, do you, you big idiot?" Wang Chong couldn't help but say.

"I've already told you I can hold my liquor really well. And my manners are great too!" Huang slapped Wang Chong on the back, laughing and scolding, "I'm not even worried about what might happen when I'm drunk, so why are you, a grown man, so worried? Are you afraid I'll eat you up when I'm drunk?"

Wang Chong shook his head, ignoring Huang's antics and letting her do as she pleased. Mei Youyou Mei Mei is not in the air, Lin Zaizai is not here...

"Haha~ Everyone's having a great time today, so drink up!" Huang chuckled as he downed another glass.

……

The morning sunlight shone on Huang's face, causing her to open her eyes.

"Ugh... My head hurts so much, my whole body aches. I should have known better than to drink so much."

Huang rubbed her head and propped herself up, but the surrounding scene quickly jolted her awake from her dazed and painful state.

"Hey! Where are my clothes? I'm not wearing any clothes—wait! Why is there someone in my bed?!—Wang Chong! It's you!! Why aren't you wearing any clothes either!!"

A terrifying thought flashed through Huang's mind... Could it be that he really had a bad temper when drunk and "ate" the other person?

Chapter 98: Huang: I'll Never Get Drunk Again (Part 1)

Huang once fantasized about what kind of soulmate she would meet in the future.

This is perhaps every girl's dream: to dedicate everything she has to the person she loves most.

Because of his family background, he had no choice but to leave his homeland and live a life of absurdity on Rhodes Island.

However, this dream remains hidden in my heart. Perhaps when I meet the right person, someone who can face and deal with the burdens of my past together, I will give them everything without hesitation...

After all, that's just my carefree personality. Once I've set my mind on something, I'll stick with it without hesitation.

until……

"My...my first time, my innocence...it's all gone so easily?"

Huang looked at his lower body in disbelief; the dark red stain that had dried on the sheets silently proved everything.

Some vague memories lingered in my mind; it seemed I had underestimated the alcohol content of these grain-based liquors and gotten myself completely drunk. Then, unsurprisingly, I started acting crazy while drunk.

Having no other option, Wang Chong had to take her back. As for why she ended up in this state, she had no recollection whatsoever; she only knew that her whole body felt warm and cozy, and then that was it.

"Waaaaah..."

Even Huang, who has a carefree personality, was clearly unable to accept all of this and began to sob sadly.

"Huang... don't cry."

At that moment, a pair of strong arms embraced Huang from the side; it was clearly Wang Chong, who had already woken up.

"How dare you say such a thing! How dare you hug me again!"

Huang struggled violently, trying to break free from Wang Chong's embrace, but Wang Chong held on tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Waaah... You just bully me! I treated you like my best friend here... and yet you did this to me!"

Seeing that she couldn't break free, Huang cried even harder.

"Huang, if you want to blame someone, then blame me..."

Wang Chong, holding Huang, turned to face him. Looking directly at Huang, he said:

"Even if you hate me, or feel sad... now that all this has happened, I will take responsibility for you. Huang."

"Liar... I'll never believe you again, liar! You..."

Huang kept pounding on the other man's shoulders with his arms, but he couldn't budge him at all. Wang Chong just let Huang do as he pleased and didn't say a word.

Only after Huang had vented all his emotions did he finally calm down. However, Huang looked at Wang Chong with complicated feelings, and it was hard to tell whether it was hatred or some other emotion.

"Huang, look at me closely. Do you really have absolutely no feelings for me?"

Wang Chong released his embrace, placed his hands on Huang's shoulders, and slowly said:

"I admit that I may not be the ideal man in your heart. But I will never let you regret it in the future."

"Please trust me this once? If you don't trust me, then trust your own feelings... I want to hear your choice after you've calmed down."

"Whether you choose to leave or stay, I respect your choice."

Huang remained silent, but under Wang Chong's gaze, he involuntarily averted his eyes and murmured:

"I don't know... I don't know what to choose... Everything happened so suddenly."

"However, I only want to know one thing... Did you force me?"

Wang Chong remained silent for a moment, then finally said, "I think... it's probably not the case..."

"Probably?"

“Well…it’s probably Huang…” Wang Chong didn’t continue, as if to save Huang’s face.

"I'm already like this... I've lost all my dignity... why are you still stammering and trying to save face for me?"

Huang took a deep breath and said:

"Tell me the whole story... I want to know all of this."

"Are you sure you want to listen?" Wang Chong asked, feigning hesitation.

“I’m sure,” Huang said seriously. “I don’t want to regret it for the rest of my life… so I have to know what happened… Don’t try to lie to me, I can tell if someone is lying.”

“Alright, let’s start from when you got drunk and I took you back…” Wang Chong said slowly.

……

Eve

"Hahaha, good wine... good wine indeed! That Surtr, he's such a loser... he's drunk and passed out on the table after just three cups... hiccup! Specter, Lady Honeysuckle... you guys have pretty good drinking capacity, come on, let's continue... one more!"

Wang Chong carried Huang, who was already quite drunk, to her new home.

“Big silly cat, you should go back now. Stop drinking…” Wang Chong shook his head and led Huang into his home.

“Go back? I’m not going back… Hehe, the people at the table can drink and they’re so nice to talk to—Wuhu~ I love it here.” Huang raised his glass high and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I know you like it here. Okay, go lie down and rest."

Wang Chong patted Huang's back, placed him on the bed, and then prepared to leave.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, Wang Chong felt as if his hand was being pulled.

"Hehe... I not only really like this place, I also quite like you..."

Huang grabbed Wang Chong's arm, looking drunk, and said with a grin.

"Huang, you're drunk. Stop talking nonsense and go to sleep." Wang Chong turned around helplessly, grabbed Huang's hand, and tried to make him let go.

"No! Why are you making me let go? Where do you think you're going? Sit down."

Seeing Wang Chong trying to pry his hands off, Huang seemed unconvinced and grabbed Wang Chong's wrists with both hands. Unable to resist Huang, Wang Chong had no choice but to sit down.

"Hehe, listen to me, I'm serious... I've been admiring you for a long time... Uh, I don't remember, but I've been longing for you for a long time."

Because she was drunk, Huang's words were somewhat incoherent; all that could be heard was her continued ranting:

"Although when we actually met... ugh, I looked weak, but I didn't expect... wow, I got defeated. And you... you bad guy... you made excuses to touch me."

"I already said, I was giving a proper massage," Wang Chong said with a straight face, showing no sign of guilt or embarrassment.

"Yes! Yes! That's exactly it... You're so bad, you don't even have the nerve to lie! Was it a massage or just random touching? Do you... do you think I'm stupid? Can't you tell the difference?"

Huang, somewhat annoyed, pointed at Wang Chong's nose and said:

"If it weren't for... hiccup... if it weren't for the fact that you're quite nice in other ways... I would like you too..."

"And when I touched you, your body... hehe, felt so warm and cozy. If it weren't for that, I would have kicked you away long ago..."

"Yes, yes, you're right. You like me, you like being touched by me. You're the smartest, okay? Now that you've said your piece, get some rest. I'm going back to sleep too."

Wang Chong spoke in a very perfunctory manner.

"Hmph! You don't believe me at all, do you?"

Seeing Wang Chong's perfunctory attitude, Huang, even though she was drunk, still looked unconvinced. She then took off her pantyhose and even stripped naked from the waist down.

Then, Huang lay on the bed, pointed his toes at Wang Chong, and said, "Look, this time I let you touch me willingly. I wouldn't do this to just anyone."

"Put your pants back on. Even if you want a massage, you only need to take off your socks. You're going to be completely exposed like this."

Wang Chong grabbed Huang's kicking ankle, getting a clear view of what was inside. The body looked so mature, yet the mounds were bare and rather endearing. The originally fair skin, combined with the flushed red from the alcohol, appeared exceptionally lewd.

"So what if they've seen it? There's no one else around anyway. My body's warm, and I've been wanting to take my clothes off for a while now."

Huang snorted and said:

"Hey... why did you stop pressing... hiccup! Or maybe... you don't actually like me and just want to play with me?"

"Where did you learn these kinds of things, you young lady? Okay, stop fooling around, you're really drunk. Be careful that tomorrow morning when you think back on all this, you'll want to strangle your drunk self to death."

Wang Chong lifted the covers to cover Huang, but Huang, in his classic drunken rage, kicked the covers off and shouted:

"No! I told you, I'm serious! I like you so much, and you just wanted to play with me! You bad guy! You're so mean, boohoo—"

Soon, Wang Chong covered Huang's mouth with his palm. Wang Chong shook his head and said:

"Aren't you afraid that your loud voice will attract everyone's attention... Fine, I give up, I'll just press the button, okay?"

Finally, Wang Chong stopped his usual foot massage routine, and the drunken Huang not only looked comfortable from the massage but also had a smug, victorious expression on his face.

"Even though I got the better deal, you still act like you've won... I really don't understand what you're thinking."

Wang Chong said this while massaging his legs.

Soon, under Wang Chong's skillful touch, Huang felt that strange tingling sensation gathering in her lower body again. And perhaps because of the alcohol, this massage was particularly intense compared to before. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

As Wang Chong's long, strong fingers traced the inner thigh, Huang's body trembled involuntarily. His rough, warm hands kneaded her soft, plump thighs with a strange rhythm.

"Mmm..." Huang bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan surging from deep in her throat. Wang Chong's massage always found the most comfortable spot for her, and every press made her body go weak.

As those large hands gradually moved upwards, reaching the base of her thighs, Huang's breathing became noticeably more rapid. The exceptionally delicate skin there, under Wang Chong's skillful massage, flushed a pale pink, as alluring as a budding flower.

Wang Chong's thumb gently traced the most tender part of the inner thigh, bringing a thrilling pleasure. Huang's waist twisted slightly involuntarily, and her legs tightened slightly.

"Relax, this is your own choice... so don't blame me for being mischievous."

Wang Chong's deep voice came through, carrying a hint of seduction. His palm covered the smooth front of Huang's thigh, his five fingers spread, slowly and forcefully pressing every inch of skin.

Wang Chong's deep voice came through, carrying a hint of seduction. His palm covered the smooth front of Huang's thigh, his five fingers spread, slowly and forcefully pressing every inch of skin.

Huang felt as if he were lying on a cloud, his whole body floating. Especially when Wang Chong's fingertips brushed against certain special places, that subtle touch always stirred up a jolt of electricity.

Unbeknownst to her, her legs had already parted slightly. And in that smooth, secret place, a stream of glistening nectar was slowly flowing out, wetting the pink folds.

"It seems...might be going too far..."

Huang thought vaguely, but she couldn't muster the strength to stop him. The effects of alcohol, combined with the continuous pleasure, made her consciousness increasingly blurred. At this moment, she was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at Wang Chong's mercy.

Wang Chong maintained a focused expression throughout, his movements unhurried yet perfectly timed. Wherever his palm touched, it caused a slight tremor, the warmth penetrating through his thin skin to deeper layers.

A faint, sweet fragrance, mixed with the scent of alcohol, filled the air, creating an alluring atmosphere. Huang's breathing grew heavier, and his bright eyes began to mist over with moisture.