Chapter 51: The Promise of the Star God’s Egg

Xiamiya indeed bought herself some time by changing the subject.

Alas,

Our Demonic God still couldn’t escape Youka’s torment.

This was because Miss Youka, who was helping Xiamiya bathe this time, had other intentions.

She sought to take the opportunity to measure Xiamiya’s physical data.

Of course, Youka had no impure thoughts in doing so; she simply needed to understand these measurements. After all, all of Xiamiya’s clothes were crafted by the Doll-like Maiden.

Xiamiya’s body had recently begun recovering from the toxins, resuming normal growth and development. Re-measuring her for new clothing had long been on Youka’s agenda.

Thus,

The poor Demonic God not only failed to escape Youka’s ministrations but was thoroughly examined from head to toe. The inspection covered not only her height, weight, and measurements but also the recovery and development of various organs.

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“Wuwuwu, I’ll never get married now…”

While being ‘played with,’ Xiamiya pitifully let out soft moans.

****

After an hour of relentless teasing,

In the master bedroom of Snow Lotus Palace,

Our utterly exhausted Demonic God lay sprawled on the grand bed, a complete disregard for her image.

Xiamiya now wore a simple, thin white nightgown.

Gentle moonlight streamed through the window, bathing her form and illuminating her beautiful face.

It highlighted her flushed cheeks.

“Hoo-hoo-hoo~”

The maiden on the bed was still panting.

At this moment, the Demonic God’s body was like a flower scorched by the scorching sun. Her delicate cheeks were tinged with a rosy blush, resembling the translucent petals of a rose illuminated by the setting sun. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and fine beads of sweat trickled down her forehead, tracing along her slender neck before dropping onto her fair skin, instantly causing her body to exude an alluring fragrance.

Her breathing was shallow and rapid, punctuated by soft gasps, like a startled fawn. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, a fine sheen of sweat glistening upon her skin, stirring a profound sense of pity in anyone who beheld her.

Clearly,

Our Demonic God had yet to recover from the stimulating ordeal in the bathroom.

Though nothing truly escalated, the entire process had been an agonizing trial for Xiamiya. Her body took a long time to calm down.

“It was… too stimulating, overly stimulating…”

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By the bed,

After wiping the moisture from her delicate body, Youka had also changed into a simple nightgown. She stood respectfully by the bedside, gazing at Xiamiya.

A complex emotion flickered within her calm eyes.

The Demonic God,

Is an affirmer of desires.

Yet, despite being a Demonic God qualified, she constantly sought to restrain herself.

This generation’s Palace Lord is truly peculiar.

With that thought, the Doll-like Maiden slowly closed her eyes, her heart filled with intricate emotions.

At this moment,

The boudoir was filled with a faint, clean fragrance.

Xiamiya’s nightgown fluttered gently with the breeze, revealing her graceful figure. Her long hair, as smooth as silk, lay scattered on the pillow, emitting a subtle, pleasing aroma.

In this quiet night, bathed in moonlight,

It was truly a beautiful tableau.

Thus,

Time passed by, second by second. As moments stretched on, Xiamiya’s restless body and mind gradually returned to tranquility.

After silently staring at the ceiling for a few seconds,

Xiamiya, having mentally prepared herself, turned her gaze to the Doll-like Maiden silently waiting by her bed.

“Youka.”

“Yes, Master.”

As Xiamiya spoke, Youka slowly opened her eyes and respectfully met Xiamiya’s gaze.

“I… I’m ready…”

“Are you?”

Hearing this,

Youka seemed a little surprised. She had expected her master to put up a fuss, but this time, she was surprisingly cooperative.

“Are you sure, Master? Birthing a Star God’s Egg is very painful.”

“I know.”

Xiamiya nodded.

Although her tone was firm, a closer look would reveal a faint flicker of unease deep within our great Demonic God’s eyes.

However,

After taking a deep breath, Xiamiya quickly suppressed this unease.

“I’ll have to endure the pain. After all… it’s a promise.”

Indeed,

Before departing for Miss Mitis’s tea party today, Youka had warned Xiamiya to be wary of Miss Mitis. At the time, Xiamiya, who considered Miss Mitis a close friend, was naturally displeased by Youka’s words.

Consequently,

To defend her friend, Xiamiya argued with Youka.

Ultimately,

The two made a pact. If Miss Mitis did not betray her, Youka would no longer force her to conceive a ‘child’ in the future. Conversely, if Miss Mitis truly treated her with false sincerity, as Youka claimed, then Xiamiya promised that after the incident, she would immediately follow Youka’s words and conceive a Star God’s Egg.

Upon learning she had lost the wager, Xiamiya felt both sorrow and indignation, yet she had no intention of breaking the agreement.

After all,

She was the Saintess chosen by the Goddess of Creation. As a Saintess, she had to uphold her promises.

“A promise, then?”

Silently murmuring those two words, Youka’s expression became somewhat peculiar.

It was well known that,

In the cultural system of Starfall Palace, ‘treachery’ was considered a virtue, while upholding promises was something they disdained.

Well,

Never mind.

“Alright, I understand.”

“Oh, right, Youka…”

“What is it, Master?”

“What happened with Miss Mitis and the Roberitz family afterward?”

The promise reminded her of Miss Mitis, which in turn brought to mind everything that had transpired today, causing Xiamiya to show a trace of worry.

To this,

Youka calmly replied,

“You needn’t worry about that, Master. I’ve already handled the aftermath. No one will trace it back to you.”

“Oh, good, that’s a relief.”

Hearing this, the Demonic God nodded, visibly relieved.

Due to the dim lighting in the room, Xiamiya apparently did not notice the subtle, meaningful smile that curved Youka’s lips at that moment.

After confirming this matter, Xiamiya, still lying on the bed, slowly closed her eyes and spread her arms wide, adopting a ‘do as you please’ posture.

“Then… come, come on…”

“Very well, Master.”

With a faint smile,

The Doll-like Maiden slowly climbed onto Xiamiya’s bed, her movements delicate and soundless, as if afraid to disturb the room’s tranquility.

She gently approached Xiamiya’s side,

After confirming that Xiamiya truly had no intention of mobilizing her power to resist,

Youka reached out and very gently lifted Xiamiya’s nightgown, revealing the Demonic God’s fair and flat abdomen. Though simple, this action was executed with immense precision and care, as if it were a meticulously studied procedure. Xiamiya, though nervously closing her eyes, felt her heart involuntarily accelerate upon feeling her skin exposed to the air.

Her cheeks rapidly flushed crimson.

“I’m beginning, Master.”

After softly informing Xiamiya, Youka lowered her head, her movements slow and imbued with a strange ritualistic quality as her face gradually neared Xiamiya’s abdomen. The moment her lips touched Xiamiya’s skin, Youka’s kiss was so gentle it was almost imperceptible, yet it was filled with profound meaning.

As her lips made contact with Xiamiya’s skin,

A deep silver glow subtly spilled from the Doll-like Maiden’s eyes.

The next instant,

The rules of time and space were abruptly shattered.

The surrounding space-time began to distort.

A stream of power, originating from an alternate dimension, from Starfall Palace, began to continuously pour into the Demonic God’s abdomen.

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