Chapter 173: Who is addicted to male beauty!!

In the bathroom, Sendou Aya turned off the shower, put on a bathrobe, and pushed open the door.

In the living room, which was furnished with all sorts of luxurious furniture, Nangong Nayue sat quietly on the sofa holding black tea, looking at Sendou Aya with a hint of unease.

Because of a certain guy full of wicked humor, she truly didn't know how to face Sendou Aya right now.

Although it was Su Nian who first brought up Sendou Aya, and all of this was arranged by Su Nian single-handedly.

But if she didn't truly have such thoughts in her heart, she would not have tacitly allowed Su Nian to do so.

Su Nian had merely forcefully arranged for the things she wanted to do.

"Would you like a cup?"

Nangong Nayue raised the black tea in her hand and asked tentatively.

"It truly surprises me that you would choose to wait for me here all alone."

While wiping her hair with a towel, Sendou Aya looked at Nangong Nayue coldly with her fiery red eyes.

"Is it that new master of mine? Or are you preparing to release me so I can destroy Itogami Island?"

"I really don't get along with you."

Nangong Nayue muttered while holding her black tea.

Can't this guy just be more direct? If Aya could open her heart and communicate with her, perhaps many things wouldn't have happened at all?

"I don't know where that guy went either; he said he wanted to give me a surprise and then inexplicably disappeared."

After finishing, Nangong Nayue took a sip of black tea, a slight smile appearing on her face.

"It's been seven or eight years since I've had black tea with you; I've missed it."

Sendou Aya did not reply, only speaking indifferently after a few seconds of silence.

"You've changed a lot."

In the past, Nangong Nayue would never have had the thought of letting herself go, let alone showing such a submissive posture to others.

"Is that the change that man brought you?"

Nangong Nayue's expression stiffened, and she said with dissatisfaction.

"Don't use words that are so easy to misunderstand."

"I don't think there's any element of misunderstanding in that."

Sendou Aya glanced at Nangong Nayue, sat down in front of her, picked up the teacup to take an elegant sip, and said indifferently.

"You..."

Nangong Nayue glared at Sendou Aya in annoyance, but the next moment she seemed to deflate.

"Forget it, misunderstand however you want."

She gave up struggling; anyway, her relationship with Su Nian was impossible to cut or sort out, and even she herself didn't understand what kind of mindset she should have toward Su Nian.

Sendou Aya glanced at the thick-skinned Nangong Nayue and said with a hint of mockery in her expression.

"Then may I ask when I can drink the wedding wine for you and your man?"

Nangong Nayue was stunned for a moment, her cheeks flushing red as she said in a flustered manner.

"What wedding wine? I think you're just crazy to get married, Aya!"

"Heh, you wouldn't even count as a mistress, would you?"

Sendou Aya seemed to have discovered some truth and asked Nangong Nayue with a hint of a joyful smile.

Nangong Nayue was completely silenced; a mistress? She didn't even count as a fourth wheel.

"Still better than you, at least I'm no longer single."

Nangong Nayue glared at Sendou Aya with a hint of provocation.

Because of the contract with a Devil, the fate of a Witch was singular: to eventually fall into soul-corruption, with her body becoming a vessel for the Devil and her soul taken away by the Devil.

This resulted in the fact that although Witches were mysterious, powerful, noble, and beautiful, no one dared to pursue them.

Being single was putting it mildly; living a solitary life in the deep mountains and old forests for one's entire life was the norm.

Regardless of whether she was a mistress, a fourth, or a fifth, at least she was no longer single and someone wanted her; in this point, she was better than Sendou Aya.

Unmarriageable old aunt... Sendou Aya read this meaning in Nangong Nayue's eyes.

Facing Nangong Nayue's provocation, Sendou Aya looked at her expressionlessly, her tone cold and laced with a hint of gunpowder.

"Still better than being addicted to male beauty like you; are you even qualified to be called a Witch when you're addicted to male beauty?"

"Who is addicted to male beauty!!"

Nangong Nayue stood up with a swoosh.

"Why are you so agitated? Everything I said is the truth."

Sendou Aya said playfully, and seeing Nangong Nayue get flustered, she couldn't help but reveal a smile.

Hearing this, Nangong Nayue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed it back and sat back down in her seat.

At a loss for words, she couldn't think of a rebuttal.

"Um, I can testify that Nayue-chan is indeed not addicted to male beauty."

Su Nian pushed open the door and walked in with a young girl who looked somewhat expectant.

The air instantly stagnated.

Because of Su Nian's intrusion, the scene became very awkward for a moment.

The three of them stood in a stalemate in the living room for dozens of seconds, until Nangong Nayue finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

With a bright red face, Nangong Nayue asked, whether out of anger or annoyance.

"When did you get back!"

"Probably around the time you asked Aya to have some black tea?"

Su Nian recalled, the corners of his mouth curling up as he looked at Nangong Nayue.

"I didn't expect Nayue-chan to actually admit the relationship between us; I'm simply so moved."

Nangong Nayue's mouth twitched; hadn't he heard everything?

Sendou Aya gave Su Nian and Nangong Nayue a meaningful look, and said softly in a tone that was hard to tell if it was mockery or jealousy.

"It seems your relationship is even deeper than I imagined."

She also wished so much that she could have someone she could truly rely on, just like Nangong Nayue.

Nangong Nayue blushed, and glared at Su Nian with slight annoyance.

"Why are you eavesdropping at the door when you have nothing better to do!"

This made it impossible for her to know how to face Su Nian.

"I was curious about the content of your conversation with Aya."

Su Nian said righteously; there was nothing more interesting than two women tearing each other apart.

Of course, that was on the condition that it didn't involve him; if it did, then it wouldn't be a catfight, but an Asura field.

Hearing Su Nian's words, Nangong Nayue's brow couldn't help but twitch violently.

"Since that's the case, you could have just walked in; what's the point of lurking at the door?"

This wasn't something worth hiding, anyway.

Su Nian heard this and said very calmly.

"If I were there, you might not have been able to express your true feelings so thoroughly."

Hearing this, Nangong Nayue covered her head helplessly and buried her face in the sofa, attempting to escape reality.

She no longer knew what expression to use to face Su Nian.

Watching Nangong Nayue like this, Su Nian just smiled and ignored Nangong Nayue, who was trying to escape reality and didn't know how to face him.

Su Nian clapped his hands and shouted toward the door.

"Yuma, come in."

This was the surprise Su Nian had prepared: a short-haired, somewhat boyish girl who looked as if she had been carved from the same mold as Sendou Aya.

She was also an assistant cultivated by Sendou Aya using DNA and the Clone Technique left behind in the LCO to help her break out of prison.

At the same time, she was also a Cadre of the LCO, the Blue Witch.

"Nayue-chan, look at the surprise I've prepared for you—a living, breathing niece."

Su Nian held Sendoaka Yuma's hand, pulled her to Nangong Nayue's side, and then patted Nangong Nayue's back, calling her out of her ostrich-like state of escaping reality.

Nangong Nayue looked with shock at Sendoaka Yuma, who was standing somewhat awkwardly beside her.

"Whose daughter is this? I don't remember having any close friends who have already given birth."

There were hardly any people who could be called her close friends; Sendou Aya was one, and Sasasaki Misaki was another.

Could it be...

Hearing Nangong Nayue's question, Su Nian shrugged casually and pursed his lips toward Sendou Aya, who was standing in front of him with a livid expression.

"Who else could it be? Your former best friend's, of course."

Nangong Nayue stared at Sendou Aya with an incredulous gaze, her eyes filled with shock, confusion, and helplessness.

It really was Aya's daughter.

But when did Aya have a daughter?

And since even Sendou Aya had a teenage daughter, was she really already an old aunt?

Even Aya was married off, while she was still single... well, it couldn't exactly be called single, but she couldn't describe the state either, yet it still felt like a bad sign.

"Don't scare me; is this really Aya's daughter?"

Nangong Nayue looked at Su Nian with confusion, hoping Su Nian could give her an accurate answer.

"That goes without saying. Look at her face and those crimson eyes; aren't they carved from the same mold?"

Nangong Nayue examined Sendoaka Yuma carefully, her gaze darting back and forth between Sendou Aya and Sendoaka Yuma.

Finally, she reached the conclusion that the more she looked, the more she resembled Aya when she was young.

"Aya, what is going on?"

Nangong Nayue looked at the livid Sendou Aya and questioned her.

Because Sendoaka Yuma and Aya were simply too similar—not just in appearance, but even their magical power was exactly the same.

This gave Nangong Nayue an ominous thought.

She hoped it wasn't what she guessed.

"It is exactly as you guessed; she is nothing more than a useless tool to help me escape."

Sendou Aya said without the slightest hesitation, in a very cold and ruthless tone.

She didn't even look at Sendoaka Yuma, her own daughter.

Upon hearing Sendou Aya's words, Sendoaka Yuma was also somewhat unable to accept it and felt at a loss.

"I... am just a tool?"

Sendoaka Yuma sat slumped on the ground, dazed, and muttered.

In order to rescue her mother from the Prison Barrier, she had been working hard to study magic formulas since birth, fighting and training against all kinds of Witches and Magicians.

Only then did she carve out the reputation of the Blue Witch and finally become a Cadre of the LCO.

But the result she was met with was the word "tool."

(End of chapter)