I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

Her exquisitely beautiful face was once again adorned with the signature icy expression of Princess Kaguya, her dark red pupils devoid of any warmth, as if the panicked person from just moments ago was not her at all.

But those still-red ears completely betrayed their owner's feelings.

"Don't misunderstand," a cold voice echoed in the room, carrying a sense of aloofness that kept people at arm's length. "Actually, whether you're by my side or not makes no difference to me."

She slightly raised her beautifully shaped chin, her posture as proud as a swan.

"Does Kaguya Shinomiya not need you?"

"I'm all alone, and I've still managed to survive until now."

Upon hearing this, Hayasaka Ai was not hurt at all; instead, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah, it's that familiar haughty young lady.

Great, it's the usual Kaguya-sama.

Kaguya Shinomiya ignored her personal maid, her cold gaze passing over her and landing directly on the bewildered Li Qingyang, revealing a scrutinizing look.

"Honorable Mr. Li, this is our first meeting. My name is Kaguya Shinomiya."

She spoke in an almost declarative tone, her voice steady and indifferent.

“I know about your story and I am aware of everything you have done for this world. As a savior, your achievements are undeniable. On behalf of the Shinomiya family, I am very grateful to you.”

Her words were eloquent and flawless, displaying the poise befitting a daughter of the Shinomiya family.

However, the next moment, her tone suddenly changed, and a sharp possessiveness flashed in her dark red pupils.

"But Hayasaka won't give it to you."

"?"

How could this be used against me? Is the fire burning that fiercely?

"What the hell does this have to do with me?" A question mark slowly appeared above Li Qingyang's head as he couldn't help but complain, "I don't want it either."

"Huh?"

Hayasaka Ai's entire body stiffened as if struck by lightning. Her neck turned slowly like a rusty gear, rapidly filling with tears at a visible speed. Her cherry lips trembled slightly as she uttered broken syllables.

"Lord Zoffy...don't...don't..."

"Ah, that's not what I meant..."

Looking at the blonde girl's expression of utter despair, Li Qingyang felt as if he had been whipped by Eleking's electric tail, his whole body tingling slightly from head to toe.

Sigh... I never thought that after being single since birth, Li Qingyang would have the chance to experience a day of this legendary Japanese-style mother-in-law drama...

One is an aloof and arrogant young lady, and the other is a charming maid with a passionate fangirl.

If these two really start arguing over him, what kind of situation would it be for him, a man who is practically thirty years old, to be sandwiched between two beautiful young women?

No, as a mature adult with basic moral principles, he cannot passively get stuck in this quagmire; he must break the deadlock immediately!

"Ahem..." Li Qingyang cleared his throat, meeting the blonde girl's tearful gaze, a gaze that seemed about to burst forth like a flood, and tried his best to put on an extremely serious and sincere look: "Excuse me, where is the restroom?"

"..."

These words completely ruined the atmosphere.

The string in the room, known as the 'battleground,' stretched to its limit, snapped with a snap, following this incredibly ordinary question.

Her once bright blue eyes, brimming with moisture and poised to burst forth at any moment, froze instantly.

Unfortunately, professional ethics are ultimately ingrained in our DNA.

Upon hearing this, Hayasaka Ai froze for less than a second.

Immediately afterwards, it was as if a program reset switch had been pressed, and all her outward excitement, grievances, fervor, and unease subsided within a second.

A flawless professional smile reappeared on that delicate, pretty face.

Yes, since Lord Zoffy is staying here overnight, how could she, as the perfect maid of the Shinomiya family, be so neglectful?

The blonde girl took a half step back and bowed slightly to Li Qingyang. Her movements were elegant and graceful, and her voice was calm and gentle, showing no trace of her earlier loss of composure.

“…It was my rudeness, Lord Qingyang.” She struck a perfect pose, raising her arm slightly with her palm facing upwards, the curve from her fingertips to her elbow flawless. “Please follow me. I will show you the way and prepare breakfast for you.”

After saying that, she turned to the black-haired girl on the bed who still maintained a cold expression and respectfully added a sentence.

"Kaguya-sama, it's about time you got up. Today's classes are as packed as ever."

"..."

In the Shinomiya family's dining room, on a long mahogany table large enough to be used for playing snooker, lay a breakfast so exquisite it seemed otherworldly.

Li Qingyang had just stood at the table and hadn't even had a chance to start eating when Hayasaka Ai, like a fragrant breeze, glided past him with lightning speed and pulled out a carved dining chair for him.

Her movements were so precise they could be included in any butler's textbook, yet in every subtle curve, an undisguised, heartfelt enthusiasm shone through.

She poured freshly squeezed orange juice for Li Qingyang and gently pushed the delicate silver plate containing golden croissants to his side.

Every movement carried a subtle hint of solicitation.

Kaguya Shinomiya watched all this, calmly picking up her bone china teacup, ready to elegantly sip some black tea to start her day, only to find it empty...

She slowly raised her cold, dark red eyes and spoke to her supposed personal maid in a calm, indifferent tone.

"Hayasaka, my black tea."

Hayasaka Ai froze, realizing she had completely overlooked the real young lady, and quickly bowed in apology: "I'm so sorry, Kaguya-sama!"

She quickly refilled Kaguya's cup with black tea, but her sea-blue eyes couldn't help but dart towards Li Qingyang like iron filings drawn to a magnet...

That idiot Hayasaka... who exactly is your mistress?!

While the savior deserves such treatment, it's unforgivable that he would neglect one thing for another to this extent!

Kaguya Shinomiya gently stroked the warm glass with her fingertips, her gaze not falling on Ai Hayasaka, but looking at the bright morning light outside the window.

"Hayasaka, the sunlight is a bit too bright. Draw the curtains over there about a third of the way up."

His voice was nonchalant, revealing no emotion.

"Good lady."

Upon hearing this, Hayasaka Ai immediately responded, taking small steps to the window, carefully pulling the curtains open, her arm outstretched, her gaze level with the edge of the curtains, making sure not a fraction too much or too little.

As soon as Hayasaka Ai stood still, Kaguya gently touched the perfectly shaped sunny-side-up egg on the plate with her silver fork.

"The yolk of this fried egg seems to be slightly overcooked."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyang glanced silently at the sunny-side-up egg on his plate, its yolk perfectly runny. He gently poked it with his fork, and the golden yolk slowly flowed out, releasing an enticing aroma.

He casually cut off a piece and put it in his mouth.

Mmm, it's delicious! The cooking time is just right, although the portion is a bit small.

Simata!

The young lady pointed out his mistake in front of Lord Qingyang!

My perfect maid image...

Upon hearing this, Hayasaka Ai's heart tightened, and she quickly bowed again to apologize: "I'm very sorry, Miss. Would you like me to prepare another one for you?"

Kaguya Shinomiya lowered her eyes indifferently: "No need. Wasting food is not the style of the Shinomiya family."

Then, she picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

Immediately afterwards, she frowned slightly, revealing an expression of unbearable discomfort.

"The water temperature was at least three degrees too low, so the flavor of the black tea was not fully brought out."

She placed the teacup back on the saucer, making a crisp, light tinkling sound.

"Re-soak."

"..."

Hayasaka Ai could tell perfectly well that her young mistress was jealous and deliberately making things difficult for her by nitpicking. She felt a little helpless, but she still maintained perfect professionalism in her actions.

While calmly accepting the instruction to brew more black tea, she kept a close eye on Li Qingyang out of the corner of her eye to see if he had any other needs.

She moved effortlessly between the two men, displaying the charm of a perfect waitress.

She even managed to refill Li Qingyang's mica tuna immediately after he finished eating it.

When the little yellow dog at Li Qingyang's feet finished its high-grade beef cubes, she could immediately add more.

It's no challenge for her at all!

Hmph... Trying to make things difficult for me with such trivial matters? Kaguya-sama is so naive, so naively cute...

Hayasaka Ai's lips curled slightly, a secret smile playing on her lips.

Kaguya Shinomiya remained expressionless, outwardly as composed as an iceberg, but the chibi version of Kaguya inside her was fuming like a pufferfish, stomping her feet incessantly...

Just as this unseen undercurrent of childishness reached its peak in the restaurant.

A red shadow appeared out of thin air, quickly solidifying into a tangible form.

The little girl in the red dress who had just disappeared suddenly reappeared beside Li Qingyang. She tilted her head and looked at the black-haired boy who was eating.

"Hmm? You want some too?"

Li Qingyang was about to get up and pull out the chair next to her.

However, the little girl in the red dress floated up and lightly circled the edge of the table, landing silently on his lap like a weightless feather, where she sat steadily.

Her two slender, snow-white legs swung back and forth in the air, her posture so natural that it seemed she was born to sit there.

Addicted to taking advantage, aren't you, you little devil...

Li Qingyang paused, then sighed helplessly, picked up the croissant in front of him, tore off a small piece, and held it to the little girl's mouth like feeding a small animal.

The little girl in the red dress opened her small mouth and ate the bread he fed her, her dark eyes blinking gently as she quietly watched him, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere that had momentarily frozen around them.

Last time it was iced tea, this time it's croissants. Your planetary will is quite dualistic.

Li Qingyang watched her eat while inwardly complaining.

The air in the restaurant seemed to freeze, and the other two people at the table were completely petrified.

The invisible current flowing between Kaguya Shinomiya and Hayasaka snapped with a "sizzle".

"Huh?...Mom?"

Within the dark red pupils of the magical artifact, the scene that instantly halted the genius's mind was clearly reflected.

The girl with black hair and red eyes looked back and forth between Li Qingyang and the little girl in the red dress sitting peacefully in his arms, her gaze filled with disbelief.

Kaguya Shinomiya unconsciously tightened her grip on the silver fork.

The delicate fork made a sharp, soft scratch on the smooth white porcelain plate.

Huh? Why?

Am I not my mother's child?

Why... doesn't Mom come to visit me?

Why...why was Mom sitting on that man's lap?

I am clearly my mother's child!

I want to feed my mom too... I want my mom to sit on my lap too!

hateful!

Kaguya Shinomiya was furious, but her rage was powerless.

On the other side, a crack appeared in Hayasaka Ai's professional and calm expression, and her lips stiffened for a moment.

His azure eyes instantly filled with undisguised envy and longing.

My lady... is actually being fed so gently by Lord Qingyang...

I'm so envious... I really want to experience sitting on Lord Qingyang's lap and then... No, no, no, what am I thinking!

Seemingly imagining some blush-inducing scene, Hayasaka Ai hurriedly looked away, her pretty face flushed red, her heart pounding like a rabbit's.

Li Qingyang was completely oblivious to the inner turmoil between the two, only feeling that this little ghost girl was becoming more and more familiar with him, and that their posture was a bit too intimate.

Kaguya Shinomiya could no longer bear the scene that tore her heart apart and fueled her burning jealousy.

She slammed down her teacup, straightened her back, cleared her throat, and successfully drew everyone's attention with a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft.