Chapter 289: Grinding Stick

The dog-girl's reaction was extreme.

It made Luo De regret showing off so many spirit seeds.

"Don't bother—this thing's source is perfectly clean, no harm to others. And what do you mean, 'we have no relationship'?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"Of course."

Luo De felt a strange unease inside.

"Then give it to me."

Sharon grabbed it without hesitation.

Luo De, of course, refused to oblige—he gripped her abdomen with one hand and pinned her against his thigh.

"What are you doing? This spirit seed helps Dimia recover better."

"As you said, we have no relationship. I went through great effort to obtain this spirit seed. Giving it to you so easily would be a loss for me."

The dog-girl froze.

Then she flashed a sweet, pleading smile: "I was just joking~~ Don't be like this, Brother Luo De, we've already done that~~ You like my butt, don't you? Watch this!"

With that, she shifted her peach-shaped hips, rubbing against him.

Luo De ignored her.

He pushed her away, stepped out of the room, and went to the second-floor corridor.

Sharon chased after him, clinging to his hand, whining—until she finally spilled her true feelings.

"I'm sorry—I really like you."

"I just got upset seeing you with so many girls in the forest."

"Dog-people are loyal monogamists. Since we did it, I already liked you—and now I've definitely chosen you."

Sharon had become much more vicious in character.

But she'd also become brutally direct, more open than any girl he'd ever met, especially when it came to Luo De.

Luo De suddenly stopped in front of Dimia's door.

He leaned against it with a smile.

"We started with a deal, and we're still in one—so, deal, Sharon."

"What?"

The dog-girl tilted her head cutely, confused.

"I'll consider giving you one… right here, in front of Dimia's door."

She was about to ask what a real grinding stick was.

Then she looked—and understood instantly.

"You—you're a pervert! Right in front of a patient's door! That's Dimia!"

She forced her voice down, gritted her teeth, and her face slowly flushed crimson.

Luo De smiled down at her, pinching her soft, floppy dog ear again.

"It's entirely up to you, Sharon. You don't want Dimia's recovery to be incomplete, do you?"

The dog-girl bit her lip, thinking for a moment.

"You can't make a sound!"

"Of course. It's all up to you."

Sharon's face burned red.

She moved as quietly as possible, terrified Dimia inside might hear.

What… what?

Is this human??

"Last time, how did you…"

She involuntarily murmured in shock.

"Don't underestimate girls, Sharon… come on."

Honestly, don't say it.

This really was thrilling.

Not just Sharon—Luo De himself was also slightly nervous.

After all, he was a respectable man in Shiying Town. If anyone found out he'd been doing *that* in a friend's villa, would he still have any dignity left?

The result? All that psychological pressure turned into heightened physical sensitivity.

Soon, as Dimia seemed about to wake, they hastily pulled apart—one wiping herself, the other running down the hall while pulling up his pants, fleeing the villa.

Maximum thrill.

Luo De nearly broke his own personal record for fastest completion.

After that,

Luo De didn't disturb her again—Dimia's healing ritual required his plague domain.

He only needed to wait quietly for her call.

Three days later, morning.

With birdsong in the air, Luo De flung open the door to the second-floor room of Henry's standalone farmhouse.

He tightened his belt.

Facing the morning sunlight streaming through the corridor window, he stretched out with a long, full yawn.

Behind him, in the room, lay the unconscious ghoul Pan Ni.

She lay face-down on the bed, her long hair tangled over her head, her body trembling uncontrollably in unconscious spasms.

Pfft—

The banshee Krist entered, floating in with breakfast.

Seeing the scene behind her, she shuddered.

This thing… is definitely not human!

"Won't she just die like this?"

"Ghouls don't die that easily."

"True… Master, will you come back tonight? I've had terrible insomnia these past few nights—can I sleep in your cabin?"

"No… I won't be coming tonight."

Krist sighed in relief.

Finally, he was leaving—but she felt a pang of regret at not being able to sleep in his forest cabin.

Though she didn't know what had happened, her master and the ghoul roommate clearly had a major fight—hence these three straight nights of physical punishment.

It was nothing short of earth-shattering.

And damn it, she had to wash the sheets every morning—every last one stained with evidence of how brutal the battles had been.

Luo De picked up the milk and drank it down in one gulp.

He had no idea what the banshee was thinking.

He only felt good.

Let me reiterate: Luo De always considered himself a respectable man.

So, as one of the root causes preventing the 【Pleasure Party】 from ever proceeding, he never used forceful enslavement commands on Pan Ni.

Instead, he used the most primal method of persuasion.

This very morning, half-conscious, Pan Ni finally surrendered—mumbling her willingness to participate in the 【Pleasure Party】.

Hmm.

Hard work pays off.

"Clean Pan Ni up—I went a bit too hard last night."

"Yes yes yes! By the way, what about the fifty million Jin Along? Any decision yet, Master?"

"Still thinking. Wait a while longer."

"Got it!"

Krist beamed, convinced she'd landed an investment, and happily stepped into the room to clean up.

Luo De silently watched the banshee's waist and hips as she worked, lost in thought.

A 【Far-Link】 message arrived.

It was Kali.

She told Luo De that the spider-elf Yuna, after her body transformation, had awakened.

(End of Chapter)