As a Herrscher, her horns weren't just decorations—they were part of her body, as sensitive as ears.
"Hey! I know there's personal bias in this script!"
Watching Elysia's smug grin, Mei glared at Chang Yuan.
This had to be favoritism. Such a trivial detail wouldn't be in the script otherwise!
"Nope This is a future I foresaw. Small details are usually cut, but... well, Elysia liked this one?"
"So it is favoritism!"
Mei raised a fist in protest.
Oh, so the happy couple gets to bully the outsider, huh?!
"Heehee~ Mei-chan, you do want Kiana's future to succeed, right~?"
"What if this tiny detail changes everything? Poor Kiana's suffering would be for nothing~?"
Elysia wiped imaginary crocodile tears.
Mei's resolve wavered.
She knew it wouldn't matter... but what if it did?
"F-Fine! Just... do it."
Defeated, Mei surrendered—silently begging Kiana's forgiveness.
"Kiana... forgive me. This is the only way I can help you now."
"Mmm~ The texture's nice. Very nice indeed~?"
"Ooh, let me try too~?"
Now, Mei was sandwiched between two pink-haired gremlins, each groping a horn.
Since they were essentially organs, the sensation was akin to having her ears fondled.
Mei trembled, face flushed, breaths uneven.
Meanwhile, back at Anti-Entropy...
"No! Mei, don't—!"
Kiana jolted awake in a familiar hospital bed.
"Bad dream?"
Theresa sat beside her, peeling an apple.
"Here. You've been out for hours."
"Thanks, Aunt Teri. I dreamed... someone touched Mei's horns. I haven't even touched them!"
She bit into the apple viciously—as if it were the culprit.
Theresa broke into a cold sweat.
Since when could Kaslanas have prophetic dreams?! Wait, she's part Kaslana too—why can't I see the future?!
"It's just a dream. Dreams are the opposite of reality. Maybe Mei was touching someone else's horns?"
"Worse! If someone touched Mei's horns, she was forced! But if she touched theirs, it was consensual! That's NTR!"
Theresa's soul left her body.
"Just... rest. We're working on your condition."
"...Okay."
Kiana stared out the window.
Where are you, Mei? Are you eating well? Is some homewrecker flirting with you?!
Back in the Elysian Realm...
"H-How much longer?!"
Mei's voice trembled as she endured the torment.
"Almost~ Just a bit more~?"
"Yuan, wanna try? I won't get jealous~?"
"...I'll pass."
Even if he wanted to (he didn't), the twin glares from Elysia and her memorial promised instant retribution.
Among the Thirteen Flame-Chasers, three were untouchable:
Griseo (everyone's adopted daughter).
Pardofelis (the mood-maker).
Elysia (the heart of the group).
If he dared disrespect Elysia, the other twelve would mob him.
"Aww~ You don't know what you're missing! But since you won't touch horns... how about my ears instead~?"
Chang Yuan didn't refuse this offer.
"Hehe~ All done! But as thanks, Mei, wanna touch my ears? They're super soft~?"
"I'd love t—I mean, NO."
Mei's vengeful urge died when she met Chang Yuan's look.
A silent threat: "Try it, and Kiana suffers."
(And he would find a way—without breaking the script.)
"Aww~ Too bad! Yuan loves how they feel~?"
Mei's eye twitched.
...Am I just part of their foreplay now?
"Now then, Mei~ Train hard in the Elysian Realm. Your Herrscher Ascension depends on you."