"..."
"..."
In the library, Seele and Dark Seele, who was stuck in the bookshelf, stared at each other in speechless silence.
Only the upper half of Dark Seele's body was exposed. Gravity pulled at the curves of her chest, making them appear as full as water droplets.
An awkward silence spread through the air like thorny vines, making Dark Seele's cheeks sting with embarrassment.
After a long moment, Seele finally spoke softly.
"Are you... the 'other me'...?"
"No! You've got the wrong person."
Dark Seele immediately denied it, lifting her head high with defiance.
"..."
Seele looked at Dark Seele, her eyelids slightly lowered.
She was still wearing the evening gown and high heels Ye Feng had given her, truly looking like a princess who had stepped out of a fairy tale—elegant and noble.
It was a stark contrast to Dark Seele, wedged helplessly in a bookshelf.
Like the ugly duckling and the white swan from a storybook...
Of course, Seele harbored no such thoughts, but in this situation, Dark Seele just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Seele gently clasped her small hands over her chest, where the neckline dipped into a faintly deep valley, making the crimson marks on her fair, snow-white skin all the more conspicuous.
Seeing that Dark Seele wouldn't admit it, Seele glanced around.
"Um... a very important friend of Seele's has gone missing. If you see her, could you please let Seele know?"
"..."
Dark Seele was rendered speechless.
"How am I supposed to notify you like this? Are you just here to cause trouble!?"
"...Ah, right, I'm sorry. No, that's not it, Seele was just..."
"Forget it, forget it. I don't want to hear your explanation. You're so annoying. Just disappear from my sight."
"...O-Okay, goodbye."
Seele folded her hands in front of her skirt and gave Dark Seele a polite and well-behaved bow.
Just as she was about to turn and leave, she couldn't help but ask, "Um... is there anything Seele can help you with?"
"No! I'm perfectly comfortable like this, just relaxing. What makes you think I need help!? Huh? Just get lost, don't get in my way!"
"Seele understands. Seele will leave now..."
Under Dark Seele's "proud" gaze, Seele scurried away with the clatter of her heels.
Only when the sound had faded and she was out of sight did Dark Seele's arms fall limply to her sides.
"So what Seele said was true..."
Before falling asleep, Seele had told Dark Seele about her so-called "dream."
In truth, this wasn't a dream, but an incredibly magical world.
It was dreamlike, yet not a dream. But to call it real... it didn't seem quite that real either.
None of that mattered.
The crucial point was, how was she going to face Seele tomorrow?
All this time, Dark Seele had seen herself as the strong one and Seele as the weak one.
A coward who could do nothing without her.
But now, Seele had seen her in this pathetic state...
"Whatever. It's not like she recognized me, right? Let's just leave it at that."
Whether she truly recognized her or not was unimportant. What mattered was that she had just said she didn't.
Speaking of which...
"What the hell is going on?! How long am I going to be stuck in this stupid bookshelf!?"
Dark Seele furiously waved her dark, crimson claws, banging them against the bookshelf again and again.
But the shelf, which looked like it was made of fragile wood, didn't move an inch.
"Damn it!"
"Whoever did this had better hope I don't find them!!"
---o---
On this day, Mei had grown.
She learned many new positions.
The Young Lady of the Far East, who had a relatively rich theoretical knowledge, filled the void of practical experience under Ye Feng's tutelage.
The young woman nestled against Ye Feng's firm chest. Her hair was long, enough to cover her body.
Strands of purple hair flowed like silk, offering teasing glimpses of the smooth, pale skin of her delicate form.
"...Feng-kun~"
Mei murmured with her eyes half-closed, seemingly savoring the afterglow now that the tide had receded.
Ye Feng held Mei's body, feeling an infinite sense of satisfaction.
All he could say was, JK's, they're truly amazing.
The feeling Mei gave him was completely different from what he felt with his little bug.
Kiana had absolutely no JK-vibe.
Even though they were around the same age, the sensory experience was worlds apart.
But if he had to say which was better, each had their own merits. The unique flavors of each had to be savored carefully.
And one of the most significant characteristics of a JK was that the "ambiguous phase" of a relationship could be very long, or it could be very short.
Ye Feng was a man of action. The moment a sprout appeared, he couldn't resist pulling on it to help it grow.
Although he sacrificed the hazy beauty of ambiguity, he gained a source of great joy.
Kiana, I tested it for you. Mei-juice is truly delicious.
Because of Mei, Ye Feng had even grown to love the feeling of "kissing" her lips.
In the sunlit kitchen, Mei leaned against the counter, her hands pressed against the surface, her toes tensed to the point of standing on them, biting her lip to keep herself from making any shameful sounds, yet unable to hold back...
Now, hearing Mei's soft murmur, Ye Feng found it incredibly enchanting.
"What's wrong, Mei? Do you want more?"
"Eh?"
Mei jumped, a weak expression of both longing and fear appearing on her face.
"L-Let me rest for a bit... Feng-kun."
In response, Ye Feng held her in his arms even more gently.
If Kiana were here, she would surely faint from anger: When this young lady said she wanted to rest, why did you, you dog, just go even harder!? You even mocked me, saying 'Little bug, is that all you've got? How pathetic.' Talk about playing favorites!
Ye Feng held Mei, cherishing the moment, quietly appreciating the softness and fragrance of the beautiful JK.
Mei was a very traditional woman of the Far East.
Her natural beauty, combined with her cultivated noble temperament and high-born status, gave her the image of a perfect Yamato Nadeshiko.
Ye Feng adored this type of woman.
Like Kaguya Houraisan, or Kikyo.
"Feng-kun, what are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking about how someone as beautiful as Mei could exist. It makes it truly hard for me to restrain myself."
Ye Feng's large hand gave a squeeze, and Mei let out a muffled grunt, her body trembling slightly.
"Don't..."
Mei truly couldn't take any more. She felt as if her entire body was about to fall apart.
If there had been pleasure before, now there was only discomfort.
She never knew that Ye Feng, who seemed so gentle and scholarly, possessed such a tempestuous... quantity within his body.
Of energy, I mean.
"Let me [Restore] you."
"N-No, that's alright..."
Mei immediately refused.
It had been the same earlier. No matter how close she was to her limit, she would absolutely not let Ye Feng use [Restore].
"Hm? But you're very uncomfortable right now, Mei."
"I said no, so I mean no..."
Mei refused resolutely.
This left Ye Feng completely bewildered. "Why?"
A bashful look appeared on Mei's face. "...I'm not telling you, idiot."
Of course, Ye Feng knew what she was thinking.
It seemed she truly considered this her "first night."
In the eyes of a traditional young woman, this was the most precious thing of all.
After all, before he entered her, Mei had made a point to gently push him away, kneel in a seiza position, and bow her head with three fingers touching the floor. "This humble woman is unworthy, but for the rest of my life, I ask for your guidance."
Therefore, every "sensation" she was feeling right now was, to her, a precious memory.