Chapter 17: The Masked Demon’s Provocation

Mo Qiu had only recently experienced this sensation.She had felt a similar impulse when her hands roamed over her own lower body in bed.Yet this time, it was different; the urge was utterly uncontrollable, as if a low, seductive whisper ceaselessly murmured in her ear.

‘So itchy, so hot, I can’t bear it.’

She felt something pricking and teasing her lower body, an unbearable itch at that very spot.

With a face flushed crimson, Mo Qiu struggled desperately with her bound hands.But the ropes were cinched too tightly, her wrists already swollen from the constriction, yet still she yearned to reach in that direction.

‘That place, if only I could reach that place.’

‘No, these ropes are utterly in the way.Why do I have such obstructive things on me?’

Not just the ropes, even her clothes felt like an encumbrance.The tightly fitted Western-style dress, though made to her liking, now felt like an unnecessary burden.

The young woman curled her body, her fingers trembling incessantly, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.A sheen of sweat covered her, and a faint blush bloomed across her fair skin, lending her an air of boundless allure.

‘I’m going to die, I’m going to die, I really am going to die.’

‘Someone, anyone, please help me.Is there no one who can help me?’

The impulse continued to intensify, and Mo Qiu felt as though she were strapped to an electric chair, currents repeatedly shocking her brain; at this rate, her mind would surely break.

“Hey, are you alright?”

Seeing her state, Bai Chen hastily pulled an empty medicine bottle from his pocket.

‘I didn’t grab the wrong one, did I?Why is this so different from what I expected?’

‘Didn’t they say this anti-demon potion would weaken magical creatures?Is *this* what the R&D department considers “weakness”?’

Bai Chen had originally intended to give her this medicine and then take her back to the branch.After all, she was connected to the serial murders, and he couldn’t simply kill her.

“It hurts, I hurt so much, I can’t bear it.”

Mo Qiu, seemingly oblivious to his words, trembled violently, her voice a mere whisper, faint as a mosquito’s hum.

“Hey.”

Bai Chen stepped forward, helped her up, and then froze.

The young woman’s cheeks burned crimson, her forehead constantly beaded with fine sweat, and her star-like eyes rolled upwards.Her rosy lips parted slightly, exhaling warm breaths that brushed against his face, punctuated by seductive moans.

‘Damn it, she’s broken.’

Just as Bai Chen thought this, Mo Qiu’s gaze fixed on him, and she lunged forward with maddened intensity.Bai Chen quickly released her, adopting a defensive stance.

Expecting an attack, he watched instead as she writhed like a maggot, crawling closer.A somewhat dazed smile graced her face as she softly spoke:

“Would you do me a favor?”

“What?”

“I’m being driven mad.Please, let me be free.”

“I’m not letting you go…”

“That’s not what I mean.” Mo Qiu’s reaction was unusually fervent. “Use your hand… no, anything will do, quickly!”

With a fierce cry, she lunged, knocking Bai Chen to the ground.A strange fragrance filled his nostrils, and the soft sensation against his body caused Bai Chen’s mind to seize.Mo Qiu did not harm him; instead, she straddled him, her pubic bone pressing tightly against his lower back.With her disheveled hair and constricted pupils, Mo Qiu resembled a female ghost.She could no longer care about anything else.

‘Plans, deceptions—none of it matters now!I just want to feel good, completely!’

The soft, warm area rubbed incessantly, stimulating Bai Chen’s nerves.Soon, ‘Little Bai Chen’ (TL Note: A humorous euphemism for male arousal) became alert, only for its rising head to be pressed down by the young woman.Sensing the hardness beneath her, Mo Qiu paused for a moment, meeting Bai Chen’s gaze.

“It’s fine, right?You definitely won’t refuse, will you?”

“You…” Bai Chen’s breathing grew heavy.

“What does it matter?It’s for me, and it’s for you too.”

Mo Qiu moved forward, lowering her face until their noses brushed lightly.Strands of dark blue hair, falling from the side, brushed against Bai Chen’s face, a ticklish sensation.Her hands were fumbling with Bai Chen’s pants, and the more anxious she became, the more prone to mistakes she was.

‘For me…’ Bai Chen stared blankly at the sky.He was a healthy man, and the young woman’s provocations were pushing him to his limit.

‘And for her…’

A familiar face flashed in his mind, those deep-sea eyes seemingly fixed on him at this very moment.

‘No, it’s not for you!I spared your life for Mo Qiu’s sake!’

Blood surged to his head, and Bai Chen abruptly sat up, swinging his palm with the young woman’s stunned expression fixed in his gaze.

*Smack!* A crisp slap echoed through the alley, delivered with such force that Mo Qiu was sent tumbling backward.

“I almost fell for your tricks!Don’t think a pretty face gives you license to do whatever you please, you demon!”

Bai Chen cursed furiously as he pulled up his pants.

“If it weren’t for your kind, how many tragedies would have been averted?And you dare try to sacrifice me for your pleasure?Dream on!”

His words, like countless needles, pierced directly into Mo Qiu’s heart, even causing the burning sensation on her cheek to subside considerably.

‘Such familiar words.Did I hear you say something similar in my previous life?’

The last time she’d heard Bai Chen speak like this was on the eve of the world’s destruction, when he stood before Mo Qiu, resisting the demonic horde.

‘What exactly… am I doing?’

The atmosphere in the alley gradually returned to normal.Bai Chen remained vigilant, while the young woman lay motionless on the ground, her chest rising and falling faintly.

Just as Bai Chen was about to reach out, he was startled by her sudden movement of lifting her head.

“That really hurt.You don’t hold back at all.”

The side of her face that had taken the slap was not only swollen and red, but even oozing faint trickles of blood.Bai Chen’s slap had pulsed with electric arcs; an ordinary person would have long since fainted, perhaps even suffering a concussion.

“You’re still so energetic?”

“Heh heh…”

‘I’m used to it.I’ve felt worse.’

‘Compared to having my hair yanked and my head slammed against a table, this is nothing, is it?’

After the intense urge subsided, she broke out in a cold sweat, lying there as if utterly drained, her eyes nearly devoid of spirit.

‘Now I can finally take her back.’

Just as Bai Chen was about to act, he saw someone enter the alley.

“Hey, who’s in there?”

The passerby, having heard the slap, walked in, using their phone as a flashlight.Upon seeing the young woman, tied up and looking as if she were on the verge of death, the person froze, gasping.

“Kidnapping…”

“No, listen to me.”

“Don’t come any closer.I’m calling the police.”

“I told you it’s a misunderstanding.She’s not human…”

“I think *you’re* not human.”

The passerby retreated while fumbling with their phone, then suddenly stopped all movement, freezing in place.

Just as Bai Chen felt a pang of confusion, the person’s lips curled into a grin, and they lunged forward with a sharp cackle:

“For the Master!”

Bai Chen was nearly tackled to the ground.This person was surprisingly strong, and his hands were caught, unable to break free.

“Master, run quickly!Leave this to me!”

‘Master?’

Bai Chen instantly understood what was happening and glared at the spot where the young woman had been.There was no one there; the spot was utterly empty.The young woman’s fleeing figure vanished at the end of the alley, and Bai Chen enunciated each word as he shouted:

“Libelle, don’t let me, Bai Chen, catch you again, or you’ll face the consequences!”

‘Good, full of spirit.’

Mo Qiu untied the ropes as she ran, only stopping once she was a good distance away.She pressed her hand to her face and peeled off her ‘face.’The removed ‘face’ transformed into a plain white mask, and her appearance shifted.Her deep blue hair reverted to black, and her beloved star-like eyes transformed back into her despised dull, ‘dead fish’ eyes.The playful Libelle vanished, replaced by the shackles of her true identity, transforming her into the expressionless human, Mo Qiu.

Touching her still-numbed cheek, Mo Qiu took a deep breath, savoring the memory of the recent scene.Upon hearing Bai Chen’s declaration, far from growing angry, she instead curled her lips into a dark, cackling smile.

‘That’s the spirit I want!Hurry and hate me!’

As she relished the stirring in her heart, the mere thought of Bai Chen’s enraged face ignited a fresh wave of impulsive desire within her.This time, however, it was an impulse she could control.