chapter 12
Chapter 12: Junior Sister Can Assist You
At night, Tomoyo sat on her bed, her eyes dazed as she looked at herself in the mirror.
She pulled at her collar with her hand, her breathing becoming heavy.
Master gave her the collar, did it mean she belonged to him? If that was the case… it made her so… so happy♡.
Of course, she belonged to Master, from the day she was adopted at the age of four, she was Master’s.
Master gave her everything, the home she longed for, the love she desired.
Today, Tomoyo was happier than ever before, her mind filled with thoughts of her Master.
If someone were in Tomoyo’s room, they would find that although she had the same icy expression as usual, her eyes were filled with hearts.
“Master~” Tomoyo murmured in a soft voice that she would never use in front of outsiders.
Moreover, Master clearly knew that her feelings for him had changed, yet he still accepted her as always.
She was so happy to have met such a Master.
Without Master, she would still be living in hell now.
Ah, no, there wouldn’t be any “ifs.” Whenever and wherever, the master will definitely appear.
She licked her fingers, wanting to secretly do more in the room.
But before she could start, there was a knock on her room door.
At that moment, Tomoyo was overjoyed. Could it be the master knocking on her door? If so, she must seize the opportunity tonight.
Her mind was in a whirl, already feeling a strong urge.
With her flushed face, Tomoyo tidied her slightly disheveled hair, ready to open the door.
However, after instinctively sensing the person’s aura outside the door, she immediately calmed down.
In the past, besides the master, no one else would knock on her door at Ten’en Gate.
But times had changed, and Ten’en Gate now had another member, Youlan.
She opened the door expressionlessly, and indeed, it was not the master but Youlan standing before her.
“…” She looked at Youlan, not saying a word.
“Sister, I heard some strange noises from your room…” Youlan, upon seeing Tomoyo, spoke slowly as she noticed Tomoyo’s disheveled appearance, already guessing what had happened.
“You heard wrong,” Tomoyo said calmly, as if the scene in the room just now was fake.
“Oh, really?” Youlan approached Tomoyo, deftly pointing at a certain spot on her body, “I didn’t expect Sister to be like this.”
Initially, Youlan thought Tomoyo was a scary person, but seeing her disheveled state, she realized she was mistaken.
This made her involuntarily think back to the days when they teased each other at the brothel.
She smirked, remembering the scene where Sister lifted her chin.
Back then, she felt a bit shy; how could she not seize this opportunity this time?
“What kind of person is like this?” Tomoyo pretended not to understand what Youlan meant.
“Just this adorable,” Youlan smiled charmingly, embracing Tomoyo and licking her neck, “It seems like you really like the master.”
“Is this a gift from the master to you? It’s really nice,” Youlan exhaled gently, “But along with its beauty, it inevitably incites illicit thoughts.”
Just as she was about to make further advances, her head was suddenly grabbed harshly by Tomoyo.
“Wait, Sister, wait!” Youlan felt like her head was about to explode at any moment.
“Sister, I haven’t even reached the Qi Refinement Stage, please don’t do this!” she said in a fluster, her earlier charm completely gone.
She had initially wanted to say she wasn’t afraid anymore and could tease Sister freely. But the pain in her head made her realize she had overestimated herself; if Sister was unhappy, she could use violence to make her submit at any time.
“Were you a dancer in the brothel before?” Tomoyo forcibly turned Youlan’s face towards her, asking coldly.
“Y-yes,” Youlan stuttered a bit, “Sister, do you think my past is filthy?”
“No, why would you think that?” Tomoyo paused, easing her grip on Youlan.
“Because many people I’ve interacted with before have thought the same way, and many have not hesitated to say that I am dirty.” Yu Lan said this in a relaxed tone, seeming to her not a big deal.
“My body, even the places that should be touched, have been touched.” She winked at Zhi Shi and said.
“What about the places that shouldn’t be touched?” Zhi Shi asked back, a question that left Yu Lan stunned.
After a second or two, Yu Lan replied, “Not really, but staying in the hook bar for too long, it’s just a matter of time.”
“Is that all?” Zhi Shi cutely furrowed her brows, looking puzzled.
“Senior Sister, you are much cuter than I imagined.” Yu Lan suddenly chuckled, “Why do I feel like you are more righteous than those so-called righteous disciples of Qing Shan Men?”
“Naturally, disciples of Tian Yan Men may go against the natural order, but they absolutely do not lose their conscience.” Zhi Shi proudly stated, “The righteous not only go against the natural order but there are also many who lose their conscience.”
Seeing that Yu Lan seemed not to continue teasing her, Zhi Shi let go of her hand.
Yu Lan covered her head, feeling relieved, she really thought she was about to be shot in the head by Senior Sister.
“Looks like Senior Sister actually didn’t understand what I meant just now.” Yu Lan whispered.
“Oh, by the way, Senior Sister, why did you ask me if I used to be a dancer?” She looked at Zhi Shi with interest.
If it’s not about disliking her, then why bring up her identity as a dancer?
“Of course, it’s because of that… that…” Zhi Shi hesitated, her eyes looking a bit off, “Master…”
Yu Lan looked understanding, “Junior Sister knows what Senior Sister wants to ask, but Junior Sister has a question for you first.”
“Have you ever had intimate relations with the master?” Yu Lan bluntly asked a embarrassing question.
“No… but the master doesn’t resist.” Zhi Shi said, lowering her head as she spoke.
Seeing such a strong-willed Senior Sister have this side, Yu Lan was delighted, “When love is mutual, it shouldn’t be wrong.”
“That’s because…” Zhi Shi said in a mosquito-like voice, “Strange things always interrupt my requests.”
For example, this time, Yu Lan’s matter interrupted Zhi Shi’s request at that time.
“Senior Sister~” Yu Lan said, “Don’t worry, Junior Sister can help you.”
This senior sister of hers turned out to be much more “approachable” than she had imagined.