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No!

How could we lose to the locals?!

Thus, seeing that the ten drunken Tirispeius were about to devour the entire firm, they realized that...

Meanwhile, their silly March 7th, having drunk too much, was sitting earnestly in the corner, engaging in philosophical contemplation with itself about the "id," "ego," and "superego"...

In an instant, a masterpiece that would go down in history formed in Changyeyue's mind.

"Philosophical Thoughts on March 7th"

The painting depicts ten Tirispius women, each with a distinct charm, surrounding and kissing the dome in various poses.

What about March 7th?

In philosophical speculation.

The long night moon has only one sentence.

I boil!

She was so angry she couldn't stand it anymore, so she logged in!

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

March 7th was already so shy that her pink and blue eyes were misty with tears. She dared not open her eyes to look at the scene in front of her, and could only let her body move clumsily under the instinct guided by the long night moon.

"No need to wait, March 7th."

"Darling~? It's ours."

With her delicate hand pressing down on March 7's waist, she pressed her even deeper against the sky, while Chang Yeyue herself sat on the sky's face.

With her pink hair cascading down her back and her blood-red eyes, Chang Yeyue exuded a queenly languor.

He placed his hands on Qiong's chest, leaned forward slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

It's not naive sweetness, but rather the composure of someone who has already caught their prey in the net.

His dark red eyes gleamed with amusement as he looked down at the person beneath him with a mocking gaze.

"You can't escape, darling~?"

Her ear tips were tinged with pink, and her cheeks had an unnatural blush. It was clearly a young girl's shyness, but her eyes turned into a danger signal.

It's like she's being coquettish yet provocative, her sweet and alluring demeanor tinged with aggression, making people know there's a trap ahead, yet they can't help but fall for her step by step.

It's like a frozen, blooming crimson camellia.

"Don't look at her!"

Changyeyue suddenly noticed that Qiong's gaze drifted towards the Tirispius who were hanging in mid-air and swinging on swings.

With a sudden burst of strength, her slender, snow-white legs forcefully turned Qiong's face back to its original position.

She bent down, arching her beautiful back like a cheetah guarding its prey, using her exquisite white skin and upper body to completely block Qiong's view.

"You're only allowed to look at March 7th now, or look at me~?"

Chang Yeyue's stunningly beautiful face blossomed into a breathtaking smile:

"As for that girl, let her stay there and keep an eye on us."

An aura of yandere wafted over, and Rang Qiong fell silent.

"..."

What could he say?

Their mouths were all gagged.

If you don't want to watch it, then don't.

"That's a good girl, darling?"

Chang Yeyue reached out, gently stroking the face of the young man beneath her with one hand, and lifting San Yueqi's chin with the other, a gentle yet dangerous smile playing on her lips.

"You won't be able to leave this space until you've done it 97 times!"

Why 97 times?

Struggling to lift his head and break free from the suffocating seal, Qiong asked.

"According to the standard calendar in the Milky Way, a month is 30 days, so 97 is March 7th, right, my dear?"

"97 times?! No way! I can't do it!"

The first person to be startled by these words was not Qiong, but March 7.

The young girl's face, glistening with sweat, was rosy and alluring, yet pale.

“It’s alright, my dear March 7th, we have plenty of time, and…”

Simply raising her voice slightly added a touch of captivating charm.

"I'll help you too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the six phases of ice water flowing through the suspended dome adjusted the dome into a position that made it easier for Jusan-gi to exert himself.

Since the change in posture could no longer block the view of the dome, Changyeyue simply condensed the six phases of ice into a mirror, or rather, a one-way lens.

From the perspective of the Tirispians, looking inward from the outside, one can see the scene inside.

Looking outwards from the inside, one can only see the March 7th and the Long Night Moon from various angles, their details clearly visible.

"So, darling~?"

The girl in the long night stretched out her cool, soft little hand and gently drew circles on her chest.

"Good luck!"

"..."

Qiong's expression was subtle and indescribable.

To be honest, it's not that he hasn't tried bondage and restraint before.

I've experienced this kind of play through empathy with stars and female bodies, but this is the first time I've had a male body suspended up and manipulated at will.

But he had no choice.

The moon in the long night is too strong.

Based on the power it has shown so far, it is definitely at the Envoy level.

A commander-level official is not necessarily a commander.

An envoy must be of the rank of envoy.

To put it bluntly, the Order Envoys are simply a group of officials appointed by the Star God.

Analogous to the captain of the Seireitei 13 in Bleach.

The captain must have captain-level strength, so would you say that Kurosaki Ichigo, whose strength meets the standard, is the captain?

At the peak of his stats in the later stages, he could easily take down the captain with a Crescent Cross Slash.

Kurosaki Ichigo's story is very similar to Yomi's; neither of them are Commanders, but both possess overwhelming strength that allows them to crush other ordinary Commanders.

The difference is that in Bleach, there are many Captain-level characters besides the Captains, while in the Star Iron World, due to the special nature of the Fate Power system, there are very few Commander-level characters who are not Commanders.

Less ≠ None

Unless Qiong uses the Potara Earrings to merge with 'himself', he will be powerless against Changyeyue.

As the saying goes, life is like a resurrection; you can't fight it anyway, so you might as well lie down and enjoy it.

Only 97 times~

Just a little water.

Divine power of reproduction, activated!

Thank you again, Lord Prisoner, who is in heaven!

—Referring to Taizyuros.

Two days later.

"What happened to 'we'?"

On the bed, Tibo, still feeling a bit dizzy, slowly sat up and looked around blankly.

The banquet hall remained the same, with dishes and glasses still scattered about, but Aigle's eyes had been opened.

Judging from the position of the sun, it has already passed the doorway.

"Is it already time to clarify?"

Tibo's awakening was like a signal; through the connection of the five senses, the other Tirispius also opened their eyes one after another, like water lilies.

Tian blinked, her voice hoarse from a hangover.

"Are we...drunk?"

"Indeed, oatmeal porridge is more suitable for 'us' than the secret brew."

Tinning spoke softly.

"Oh! 'We' were before...!"

Recalling what she had done to Qiong after drinking the secret brew, Ti Rong's gentle face instantly flushed crimson.

After her reminder, the other Tirispians also recalled their bold actions when they were drunk.

Ten stunningly beautiful faces, each with a unique charm, blushed shyly at the same time.

The scene instantly fell into an awkward and ambiguous silence.

Her earlobes turned red; she was shy, flustered, and at a loss for what to do.

The air seemed to freeze, with only the clear sound of their heartbeats echoing between them.

"Where is Qiong?"

It wasn't until Ti Xiao spoke up that everyone realized Qiong's seat was empty, and Xia Die was also unconscious in her seat.

"Where is the Imperial Palace?"

Tisong looked around and discovered that besides Qiong, Tigong and Tizhou had also disappeared.

Were those two the final victors last night, along with Qiong...?

In an instant, the expressions of the Tirispians changed again, showing shyness, nervousness, anticipation, slight regret, and a touch of cunning.

If something happened between Tigong, Tizhou, and Qiong, then their relationships with Qiong would all change.

After all, they were all Tirispius!

They are bound together.

A lover can only be one person.

"Tigong and Tizhou are in the same inn we stayed at last time."

Titi tilted her head, her eyes darting around, somewhat reluctant to shatter their expectations.

But then she seemed to remember that last night she had used the Hundred Realms Gate to forcibly teleport away the two versions of herself that were blocking her way.

The other Tirispius were taken aback by what they heard, and looked at Tiris with puzzled, questioning, and bewildered eyes.

Tirispius chuckled twice, trying her best to maintain an elegant and intellectual demeanor.

She can't tell the truth.

"Uh, they're not with Qiong. Where did Qiong go?"

Titi quickly changed the subject.

"I'm here. You're finally awake. I've made oatmeal. Come and wake up!"

Qiong's voice came from the doorway at just the right moment. He walked in carrying a steaming tray with several bowls of oat porridge that smelled of fresh grains.

March 7th is in a meme state, so it's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Even if the Tirispians were to return to their rooms now, they would not see March 7th lying naked in bed, too tired to move a single finger, asleep with a smile on his lips.

Qiong was a little curious. Would they see a large mass of white liquid substance floating in the air, with its twists and turns...?