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

Hayasaka Ai stood at the boundary between shadow and light, her hands folded in front of her, maintaining the most impeccable posture of a personal maid.

The azure eyes were fixed on the scene before them, and the pupils reflected the posture of a deity walking among mortals.

"Gurgle..."

My throat feels a little dry.

Hayasaka Ai swallowed unconsciously, making a barely audible sound.

Reason told her that as a professional personal maid, she should look away and maintain her professional etiquette of not looking at anything inappropriate.

But her body seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move an inch...

Not let her see it? Then you might as well let her shut her up!

God.

No, it's Lord Zoffy...

She stared intently at the skin that shimmered with a healthy glow under the light, and at the sacred golden light that flowed beneath it as it was activated by power.

Every stretch and contraction of every muscle, every drop of sweat, was like a slow-motion video, playing endlessly in her completely shut-down mind.

This is... the body of divinity.

This is the figure that protected the Earth and saved itself, a figure as majestic as the sun, now faded from the light.

Reason is screaming, and the strings called professional competence are snapping one by one.

Emotions revel in the moment, and the magma called faith is about to erupt.

Kaguya-sama is about to wake up, hurry up and get things ready.

Thoughts like "Hurry up! I still have a ton of work to do today..." were all thrown to the winds at that moment.

What a joke! At this moment, only one wildly growing thought remained in Hayasaka Ai's mind.

It was my plan, absolutely... perfect!

To have such deliciousness... no, I mean, such a divinely powerful presence appear before my eyes every day...

Worth it.

Even if Kaguya takes revenge on him in various ways, kicks him out of the Shinomiya family, makes him unemployed, forces him to live in Chiba, lives with Lord Seiya, and then gets married and has children, it will all be worth it!

The meticulously tailored uniform, in this moment, ironically accentuated the blonde girl's dazed, sea-blue eyes and the flushed cheeks from excitement, creating a contradictory beauty that blended asceticism and indulgence...

I don't know the meaning of the weeping turtledove (3 pieces?) After a while, another round of training cycle reached its end.

Feeling the pain of muscles tearing and bones groaning.

The black-haired boy was so overwhelmed with pleasure that he couldn't suppress his smile. Golden light flowed through his body, and all the pain vanished instantly, replaced by an unparalleled sense of comfort and ease...

Ah... tearing...

Ah...reorganization...

Ah... turning into light...

This kind of exhilarating workout is a hundred times better than OO!

After gently lowering the barbell, Li Qingyang slowly straightened up and exhaled a long breath of hot white air.

He casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, then paused, his nostrils twitching slightly.

Ok?

His extraordinary senses allowed him to clearly perceive, in addition to the smell of sweat and metal, a faint, sweet, metallic scent tinged with rust in the air.

is blood.

No, he wasn't injured, so where did the blood come from?

Wait, could it be...?

He turned around with some confusion, his gaze sweeping across the empty training room before finally settling on the stiff, slender figure in the shadows.

Hayasaka Ai had turned around at some point, her back to him, her posture almost excessively upright.

She raised one hand high, covering her face with a snow-white handkerchief, while her other hand gripped the hem of her maid's dress tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her slender shoulders trembling almost imperceptibly.

Li Qingyang: "......"

He thought he understood.

That silent gaze, as if it were a physical presence, fell upon her back, causing Hayasaka Ai's already burning cheeks to heat up even further.

She could sense that... Lord Qingyang was looking at her with a bewildered expression.

That's so rude! That's so embarrassing!

Hayasaka Ai! You are the perfect maid of the Shinomiya family!

How could I get a nosebleed just because of the visual appeal of something so delicious?!

The blonde girl glanced back furtively out of the corner of her eye, only to meet Li Qingyang's dark, helpless eyes.

With a loud bang, it felt as if all the blood rushed to the top of my head.

A blush spread visibly upwards from her fair neck, quickly engulfing her ears, even tinging her small, delicate earlobes with a translucent pink, creating a striking contrast with her radiant blonde hair.

"I...I'll go tell the kitchen right away to prepare breakfast for Lord Qingyang!"

Hayasaka Ai turned around abruptly, making a muffled sound with the handkerchief covering her nose, trying to maintain her professional tone, but the trembling at the end of her voice completely betrayed her panic.

"Kaguya-sama should be getting up soon... Please, Lord Seiyo, join us for breakfast later!"

Before she could finish speaking, she couldn't stay any longer. Lifting her skirt, she took a step and, with a pace completely opposite to her usual elegance and composure, almost ran away from the crime scene that had so abruptly shocked her.

The well-tailored uniform skirt fluttered wildly with her hurried steps, outlining the girl's flustered and shy state as she frantically tried to escape...

Li Qingyang stood there, staring in the direction where Hayasaka Ai had disappeared. He remained silent for a moment, then looked down helplessly at his own strong, muscular body, and began to consider whether he should go and buy a tracksuit like Nobita's...

......

The first rays of dawn filtered through the heavy velvet curtains, casting a long, soft band of light into the luxurious bedroom.

Kaguya Shinomiya awoke from a deep sleep, a lingering sense of confusion still visible in her cold, dark red eyes.

She slowly sat up, and her silky nightgown slipped off her shoulders with the movement, revealing a smooth, white curve. Her beautifully shaped, snow-white neck and delicate collarbone seemed to radiate a hazy glow in the morning light, adding a touch of fragile beauty to her innate coldness.

The morning air was slightly cool, gently brushing against her bare skin, causing her to instinctively pull her nightgown tighter.

The bedroom was excessively empty and so quiet that you could hear your own even breathing.

This silence made her feel an indescribable emptiness and anxiety.

Mother......

The girl with black hair and red eyes unconsciously curled her fingertips, as if trying to grasp something.

The warm touch of that little hand holding hers in her dream from the night before still lingered in her mind, and the soft halo of light enveloped her, soothing all her unease and anxiety.

But now, she is all alone in the room.

It's been... a whole day and night since I last saw him.

Mom... Mom, where did you go, Mom...?

My heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, and a subtle bitterness and panic began to spread in my chest.

Kaguya Shinomiya pursed her lips, and the dazed look in her dark red eyes quickly faded, replaced by a sense of loss and anxiety.

She looked around and then noticed another problem.

Hayasaka is not here either.

As is customary, at this time, her personal maid should already be waiting outside the door, or preparing everything she needs after she gets up.

But today, the room was eerily quiet, both inside and out; not even a glimpse of her could be seen.

Has something happened?

Kaguya Shinomiya threw back the covers, her bare, snow-white feet stepping onto the soft, thick cashmere carpet. After finding her slippers and putting them on, she walked straight to the door without pausing for a moment.

......

On the lavish long dining table, a mountain of food was piled up.

The thick-cut steak had clear diamond-shaped grill marks on its surface, and the juices pooled into a small, glistening lake on the warm silver plate.

On one side, golden and smooth scrambled eggs were piled up like a small hill, next to a whole plate of toast slices stacked into a tower, and fried sausages and bacon arranged in a neat military formation.

The rich aroma of caramelized meat, butter, and freshly ground coffee blend together, dominating the air throughout the restaurant.

The steam from the food, mixed with its rich aroma, created a blissful whirlwind that could almost drown you in.

Having just finished a round of exhilarating, self-torturing training and taken a shower, Li Qingyang, who was in a state of extreme hunger and thirst, had his Adam's apple bob uncontrollably.

Who can stand this.

He glanced at the blonde girl beside him, who maintained a perfect maid's posture, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"Hayasaka...didn't I say it would be better to keep it simple?"

“Yes, Lord Qingyang.” Hayasaka Ai bowed slightly, her face bearing an impeccable smile. “This is already the simplest level prepared according to the Shinomiya family’s standards.”

It's just that the quantity is slightly larger, maybe a little over a billion.

She added in her mind, a look of triumphant satisfaction shining in her azure eyes.

Heavy-duty training definitely requires a large intake of high-quality protein, which is perfectly reasonable.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go and wake Kaguya-sama up right away." Hayasaka Ai bowed again.

Li Qingyang responded and prepared to find a seat.

However, before Hayasaka Ai could even leave the restaurant, a gaze so cold it seemed to freeze the air stopped her in her tracks.

She turned around, somewhat surprised.

"Miss, you're up? I was just about to go and wake you up."

Kaguya Shinomiya ignored her, her slippered feet making a soft scraping sound on the ground as she strode past her, heading straight for Li Qingyang at the dining table.

"Oh, Shinomiya, good morning. I borrowed your place for a bit... um?"

The black-haired, red-eyed girl stopped in front of Li Qingyang, who looked puzzled. Her dark red pupils churned with barely suppressed anxiety and panic.

"Where's my mother? Did you hide her?"

"?"

Li Qingyang, who was about to pull out the chair, paused and looked at her blankly.

"what?"

..................

Finally, I got to relax a bit, hehehe...

(Setting out the bowls~)

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Her cold, aloof, dark red eyes were now filled with obvious anxiety. Her haughty aristocratic demeanor had vanished, leaving only the primal fear of a child who couldn't find his mother.

"Don't play dumb." Kaguya Shinomiya's voice trembled almost imperceptibly. "Where did she go? Give her back to me right now."

Li Qingyang paused for a second, then realized who she meant by "mother." He was both amused and exasperated. He lowered his hand, which was about to pull out the chair, and patiently explained, "She's not lost, she's just temporarily unable to come out."

"What do you mean 'it's inconvenient for her to come out'?" Kaguya Shinomiya immediately pressed, her tone aggressive, as if he were a sports smuggler. "What did you do to her?"

What can I do to her...? I'm the one who's been completely manipulated, okay?

Li Qingyang inwardly cursed, but outwardly replied calmly, "She's in seclusion."

Concise and concise.

Kaguya Shinomiya was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"Seclusion?"