MORIC - Chapter 47
Chapter 47: Who's Embarrassed
Before dawn, Xi Li was woken up by the incessant ringing of his phone.
The Xi family's furnishings still retained some retro styles, including some of the communication devices.
Humanity was constantly discarding many things, while at the same time, constantly trying to reminisce.
Xi Zhoumeng sat on the carpet, her back against the edge of the bed, indifferent to Xi Li's indiscriminate cursing. "Is Hong Sa there? Get her over here."
Xi Li, groggy, sat up in bed. He first glanced at the time: 4:52 AM.
"What?"
Xi Zhoumeng had changed into a nightgown. The person on the bed was already deep in dreamland. Even though the AI robot had already changed the sheets, Xi Zhoumeng still had to pick her up first.
She had changed Chi Yueshan's clothes, and all the bedding had been replaced with a new set.
The person sunk into the soft mattress was dreaming about something, murmuring unintelligible words.
"I don't know if it's a heat period or a susceptible period, but anyway, I..."
Before she could finish, Xi Li swore, mixing in some curse words he had learned while traveling to a small planet last year. "What did you say?!!!"
Xi Zhoumeng took a cigar from the drawer. It was long and thin. There were only a few left in the box, a clear sign that Xi Zhoumeng smoked often.
The only light in the room was a night lamp, standing by the bed like a descending moon.
Xi Zhoumeng touched the bite marks on her body, applying ointment as she spoke, "What are you making a fuss about? You're the one who sent her up. I thought you knew."
Her retort almost made Xi Li hiccup. "How could I?! You're only telling me about something this huge now? When did this start..."
Xi Li got up, turned on the light, and paced barefoot on the floor. "Don't tell me it was right when I got back that you..."
Although he was also the type people gossiped about as the ruin of the Xi family's generation, his mind could be quite sharp at times.
Chi Yueshan had strong teeth. Making love with her once was like fighting a wild beast for Xi Zhoumeng.
Xi Zhoumeng had never been involved with this type of person before, even though Chi Yueshan's appearance matched her preferences.
After all, she had no intention of being with anyone long-term; her partners were mostly fleeting flings.
Wounds of this level were almost in need of a doctor.
Xi Zhoumeng scoffed and muttered, "Quite fierce."
Xi Li was still yelling, "What?!"
Xi Zhoumeng: "It was right when you brought her in."
Xi Li had only intended for them to become friends; he hadn't considered this aspect at all. Even though Xi Zhoumeng had always given off an impression of being both spoiled and mature since she was a child, Xi Li, as the big brother who watched her grow up, still couldn't imagine this girl with someone...
Should he open a bottle of champagne to celebrate that her partner wasn't that big lug, Wen Xinghuo?
Xi Zhoumeng could only sense Xi Li's frenzy on the other end. She took out another bottle of nail polish and began to leisurely paint her toenails.
"Chi Yueshan's heat period also came early. Suppressants are useless on her. She's asleep now, which is why I'm having you find Hong Sa."
Hong Sa was the Xi family's doctor, but Xi Zhoumeng never bothered to remember her number, and she wouldn't call Li Rong at a time like this.
The light-brain's functionality also depended on its owner's spiritual power, and Xi Zhoumeng didn't have much spirit at the moment.
A wave of passion receded. She had already tasted Chi Yueshan in their last entanglement. Perhaps due to the changes in her body's structure, this satisfaction hadn't reached a perfect state.
On the contrary, Chi Yueshan seemed to be much more comfortable.
Xi Zhoumeng had never liked to exert herself; this time, she simply had no choice.
Xi Li: "She too??"
He was completely awake now. Thinking of their 100% compatibility, he asked, "Are you an Omega now?"
Xi Zhoumeng was certain. Her pheromones were the same as always, lacking the characteristic aggressiveness of an Alpha.
This aggressiveness wasn't olfactory but a spiritual attack.
Even with S-rank spiritual power, Xi Zhoumeng was still an Omega.
Xi Li: "Then you're in heat?"
The brush left a bright red mark on her nail. Xi Zhoumeng frowned at the texture of the polish. Just then, Chi Yueshan turned over, and her hand fell limply.
"I don't know."
She took that hand and, as if testing the color, left a mark on Chi Yueshan's nail.
The light gathered there. An AI robot brought over rows of colors. On the eve of a dawn where the sound of rain had yet to cease, she actually had the leisure to do her nails.
Xi Li was dying of anxiety.
For 100% compatibility, would asking a doctor even be useful?
After a moment, he squeezed out, "Did she find out you're... no, did anything happen between you..."
Xi Zhoumeng: "She doesn't know."
After all, Chi Yueshan was even less lucid than Xi Zhoumeng. Crying and fussing, struggling, crawling away, being restrained, pulled apart, and then filled.
This girl had initially just complained that the throw pillow in the middle of the sofa was uncomfortable.
Later, she remembered nothing.
Xi Zhoumeng had never done anything so strenuous. In fact, compared to this kind of deep exchange, she preferred simpler things.
Like the lap-pillow cafes she used to frequent in her original world, or other forms of spiritual comfort consumption.
Deep exchanges could easily touch the soul. Even though she would never give her own, she still felt such acts were futile.
It wasn't that she agreed with theories about needing true love for sex; Xi Zhoumeng simply found it troublesome.
Besides, in her original world, she was a normal woman. Being with another woman didn't come with the trouble of having children.
It was different here.
Xi Zhoumeng loathed her own existence, hated her origins, and would never want a child of her own.
A mistake born merely from physical entanglement would be endlessly erased.
Even without love, Xi Zhoumeng didn't want a child who would repeat her own mistakes.
After all, she had long since lost the ability to love.
【System: You're quite moral.】
It had appeared at some point, only making a sound now.
But the word 'moral' was too bizarre when applied to Xi Zhoumeng. After all, in some respects, this person had no conscience.
Even though the system didn't know the details of their deep exchange, seeing the marks revealed when Chi Yueshan kicked off the blanket made it feel like it was at a murder scene.
Xi Li took a deep breath. "Hong Sa might not know either."
For a moment, he deeply felt his own incompetence as a big brother.
Xi Zhoumeng hummed in agreement. "But her grandfather was also our maternal grandmother's doctor, wasn't he?"
Xi Li: "Then what about your..."
Xi Li didn't know how to address Chi Yueshan for a long moment, finally grunting, "What about the junior?"
Xi Zhoumeng: "Have Hong Sa try giving her a suppressant shot."
Xi Li: "Is that a good idea?"
Xi Zhoumeng: "Then are you going to temporarily mark her? She wouldn't be willing."
Xi Zhoumeng herself didn't notice that her tone was more displeased than usual, as if a possessiveness etched into her very bones was only now surfacing.
Xi Zhoumeng had only provided the name during the creation process for the character of Chi Yueshan.
People are like that; a name is like a brand. Chi Yueshan's very soul bore her mark.
Chi Yueshan's hands were far from soft and delicate. As Xi Zhoumeng held them, the pads of her fingers rubbing over the calluses, a faint displeasure arose in her again.
What kind of past had the author arranged for her?
The body, stripped of its outer clothes, was covered in scars, as if she had been displaced and wandering since childhood, never having tasted any sweetness in life.
Is that why she likes vanilla-flavored suppressants?
But among all the flavors, the vanilla suppressant wasn't considered a good one.
The nails on this hand had also been painted a garish color by Xi Zhoumeng, as if she were forcibly making Chi Yueshan take on her scent.
Just like with the naming, just like how she clearly could have called Xi Li the moment the suppressants failed.
But Xi Zhoumeng acted on instinct.
She wanted Chi Yueshan on her side, and she also needed to get closer, to know this little one's past.
So that she could conveniently create a future that subverted the arrangements of fate.
"I'm not willing either."
Xi Li sighed, thinking to himself: She hasn't even turned into an Alpha, yet she already has an Alpha's domineering air.
But she's been like this since she was a child; she just looked normal on the surface.
He had always thought of Xi Zhoumeng as a dormant volcano, its peak perennially covered in snow, battered by biting winds.
But nothing in the world is absolute. Love is unreasonable, possessiveness is unreasonable, and pheromones are even more unreasonable.
If fate wants you to go east, you go east. If it wants you to be with someone, you're with them.
Was 100% compatibility another form of resistance?
Or was it another of fate's "I demand your compliance"?
Xi Zhoumeng placed a gentle kiss on the back of Chi Yueshan's hand.
The system's scalp tingled. It felt this wasn't the normal affection between two women at all, but rather a kind of absolute marking.
A mark in the ABO world could still be removed, but Xi Zhoumeng's mark was like a brand on the soul.
But then again, her soul was far beyond this plane to begin with. In a sense, Chi Yueshan was given life because of Xi Zhoumeng.
This was stronger than any intimate relationship.
"Bring her over before dawn."
Xi Zhoumeng said faintly.
Xi Li was not pleased. "Am I your boss? Show your brother some respect!"
Xi Zhoumeng gave a perfunctory hum. "Thank you, Brother."
Xi Li was so angry he almost laughed. "Shouldn't you be begging me? Don't you have to attend Third Sister's new product fashion show tonight?"
Xi Zhoumeng: "What's the big deal? Worst case, I'll go up myself."
Xi Li whistled. "And you say you don't like her?"
Xi Zhoumeng: "This is liking someone? You're far too shallow."
Xi Li angrily hung up the phone.
After the dial tone, everything returned to silence. Xi Zhoumeng felt no sleepiness at all. She leaned on the edge of the bed, studying Chi Yueshan's face.
She thought to herself: What's so great about Wen Xinghuo?
【System: Haven't you known what's so great about her for a long time?】
Xi Zhoumeng ignored it. She directly opened her light-brain and, in the early hours of the morning, used her authority to find the files on the first-year Alpha students, sending a message to Ling Xun—
"Are you free to meet?"
【System: What are you trying to do???】
After sending it, Xi Zhoumeng seemed to think of something and retracted the message.
A helpless smile appeared on her face, as if she were astonished by her own impulsiveness.
With no mood to go back to sleep, Xi Zhoumeng sat down at her desk. She pulled open a drawer filled with file folders, but each one was secured with a fingerprint lock.
They were all the clues she had organized over the years.
【System: Are you going to sort through them all again?】
Xi Zhoumeng: If you were of any use, would I need to do this?
She opened the newest file folder, which contained a comparison of the major events she had recorded each time.
She could still find discrepancies between the events and her residual memories.
It was as if they followed a grand framework, yet had minor differences.
Chi Yueshan slept until dawn. The first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to touch her breasts.
She found absorbent pads stuck to them. This stuff was a bit high-end, something Chi Yueshan could never bear to buy for herself.
They were basically things noble young ladies used to absorb sweat in the summer.
But many people still didn't like them, finding deodorant pearls more convenient.
But the pores were only so big. These things were very effective when applied and wouldn't soak through clothes.
It was just that the nightgown had a deep V-neck, and it felt a bit chilly after kicking off the blanket.
This dress was too...
It seemed like a nightgown, but also like lingerie.
Chi Yueshan subconsciously looked for Xi Zhoumeng, then after a couple of seconds, she touched the back of her neck. A pheromone patch was there. The irrepressible tide of her heat had receded, leaving an unprecedented feeling of freshness.
Chi Yueshan threw off the blanket and checked herself all over again.
Her neck still hurt. The tattoo on her chest was very, very red, as if that patch of skin had received special 'attention' from someone.
Her lower body also didn't have that surging, out-of-control feeling.
Chi Yueshan had just one word for it— Awesome!
The problem was, both of them had been in heat. According to Xuan Ping's O-O romance novels, it should have been them doing... things... to each other.
Why was it that, looking back, all she remembered was being... ah.
Did Xi Zhoumeng get any pleasure out of it?
After all this, did she still owe her?
Chi Yueshan's nightgown was hiked up as she sat cross-legged, not wearing any underwear at all.
Xi Zhoumeng saw it the moment she pushed the door open.
She didn't know whether to curse her vision, which was superior to her original world's, or to properly appreciate the view.
Chi Yueshan, on the other hand, was startled—
"Are you crazy! Just standing there without saying anything!"
After cursing, she felt a little worried about Xi Zhoumeng, but the sight of her made her recall their actions and entanglements. Her face instantly flushed red, and her planned composure turned into embarrassed anger—
"D-don't you come over here!"
Xi Zhoumeng closed the door. Her dress was very gothic, but it had her personal style—complex and extravagant. As she walked over, the layers of her skirt made it seem as if she were walking on blooming black roses.
Chi Yueshan's threat was useless. Xi Zhoumeng sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, and sniffed Chi Yueshan's scent.
Chi Yueshan subconsciously pushed her away, but her lips brushed against Xi Zhoumeng's cheek. The pheromones that had enveloped her yesterday were gone, leaving only the usual light tea fragrance.
An inexplicable sense of loss washed over her heart.
The next moment, Xi Zhoumeng took her hand, and only then did Chi Yueshan realize—
"Damn it! Who painted my nails this ugly?!"
The culprit lifted her eyelids. "My apologies, it was none other than myself."
Her thumb pressed on the needle mark on Chi Yueshan's arm. Chi Yueshan yelped, "What else did you do to me? You're not going to sell my organs, are you?! Xi Zhoumeng, you, you, you venomous... Mmph!"
Chi Yueshan's incessant chatter was silenced by the other's lips, her pair of green eyes wide with shock.
Xi Zhoumeng's lipstick had completely stained Chi Yueshan's lips red. Her eyebrows arched into a look of natural, pitiful charm, and she even sounded a little wronged, "Not only did you force yourself on me, but you're also calling me ugly?"
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