When Felyn heard Serafinia ask him for an explanation, he already breathed a sigh of relief.

Generally speaking, when a girl asks you for an explanation, most of her anger has already subsided. She just needs you to provide a reason for her to step down gracefully.

Coaxing her a little would most likely do the trick.

This point was the same even for a dragon lady.

The station was obviously not a convenient place to coax a girl. Felyn used the excuse that the weather was too cold and he was worried she would catch a chill to bring Serafinia to a nearby coffee shop.

In a public place, Felyn wasn't afraid that Serafinia would fly into a rage at the slightest disagreement.

Their coffees were served, and Felyn also ordered a small cake for Serafinia.

Their table was by the window, offering a view of the brightly lit station not far away.

Soothing music from some unknown country played in the shop.

Serafinia was the only client for whom Felyn had not created a behavioral analysis report, because Felyn only needed to whip her and was not responsible for her emotions.

But since she had come looking for him this time, Felyn was not going to let this opportunity pass.

In his line of work, if you only knew how to obey clients, you would definitely suffer losses. So, you had to learn to take the initiative.

"Serafinia, how much do you remember about tonight?" Felyn was the first to break the silence between them.

"Everything."

Although Felyn really wanted to say, "I didn't do anything, you said it yourself, what does it have to do with me?"

But it was obvious that this would not quell Serafinia's anger.

The customer is always right.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, estimating the time in his head.

"When I was carrying you to the bedroom, I accidentally saw your body and heard the things you said. To be honest, I was very happy."

"Wh-what?!"

Serafinia had not expected Felyn to say such a thing. She thought Felyn might try to argue, might say he didn't care at all, but he... he was very happy?!

She was still waiting for Felyn's explanation. But Felyn just looked at his coffee, stirring it continuously with a spoon.

Just as Serafinia's confusion and anger were gradually reaching their peak, Felyn slowly spoke, "I'm very happy that you still call me Master in your subconscious, that you still rely on me..."

What does he mean by that?! Serafinia didn't understand.

Is he going to confess?!

So he's had inappropriate feelings for me all along?!

Serafinia's face turned cold, the air she exhaled carrying a chill.

The staff behind the counter kept looking at the temperature control sigil on the wall, puzzled as to why the coffee shop was still so cold when there was clearly nothing wrong with it.

Serafinia's hand gripped the spoon tightly, slowly bending it. Her gaze seemed to want to pin Felyn to the sofa.

"So you're that kind of person. Felyn, what do you mean by saying these things now? Do you think I can't leave you? Do you think I'll really lie at your feet like a dog? You are just a stupid, lowly human. I bestowed this job upon you as a favor. What makes you think you are qualified to tame me, to conquer me?"

She gritted her teeth, speaking word by word.

Felyn looked up at the clock on the wall again, guessing that the time was about right.

"Miss Serafinia... I..."

He pressed his temples and sighed softly.

"I'm sorry, what I just said caused a misunderstanding. What I meant was, I'm very happy that you approve of the role I play in your subconscious, because that is the greatest recognition of my hard work. I never thought that you liked me as a person."

"I know the status difference between us is vast. I never thought of conquering or taming you. In a hostile human world, you still haven't backed down. You have the strongest will I have ever seen. I know I am not worthy of someone like you."

"So, I never thought that you subconsciously see me as your master, nor did I ever think that you couldn't leave me or had fallen for me. I just felt that my work was outstanding, which made the role I played liked by you. You even developed an attachment to this role, not an attachment to me. That's all."

After a series of statements, Felyn looked at Serafinia, who had her mouth open as if to say something, and knew that all that was left was the final blow.

"By the way, Miss Serafinia. These are the leftovers I packed from your place. Because I rarely get to eat such high-quality ingredients, I couldn't bear to waste them, so I brought them back without your permission. Let me pay you for them."

Before Serafinia could react, Felyn took out a thousand krona and placed it next to her cup.

"Miss Serafinia, I'll go pay the bill first. If I miss the last train, I'll have to sleep at the station. We'll see each other next time."

After speaking, Felyn downed his coffee in one gulp and gave Serafinia an innocent smile.

Then he got up to pay at the front counter, pushed open the shop door, and walked out, giving Serafinia no chance to object.

He left Serafinia sitting there alone, in a daze.

She looked at the traces Felyn had left behind, thought of that innocent face, and the words he had just said.

Was I wrong about him?

He just thinks that I really like the role he plays, not that I like him?

He was just happy because he felt his work was outstanding?

Serafinia leaned back on the sofa, scooped up a piece of cake with her spoon, and put it in her mouth.

So sweet.

Just as sweet as the chocolate bar she had eaten earlier.

She looked at the thousand krona Felyn had left on the table, finding it incredibly glaring.

Thinking about it carefully, Felyn had indeed, as he said, not done anything to cross the line in the past few years.

He took care of her, didn't look down on her because of the contract's content, and never thought he could control her.

Felyn was the only human she had ever had a deep conversation with, and the only human who could help her remove her old scales.

But she had actually called him... a stupid, lowly human.

Feelings of self-blame and regret began to well up in Serafinia's heart, making her feel a little upset.

And a thought, along with her apology, gradually appeared in her mind.

Her body did indeed need Felyn very much, and he had just seen her completely naked and heard her say such embarrassing things, so there was nothing left for her to hide from him.

Why not just have him accompany her full-time?

He wouldn't have to worry about payment. She had plenty of money. Whether it was three, five, or ten times the amount, she could afford it.

He could cook for me, take care of me, help me remove my old scales, and he could live at my place.

I'll support him, give him two hundred thousand krona a month in pocket money, and get him a car.

In human terms, would that be considered marriage? Or friends with... benefits? Serafinia didn't quite understand.

But she knew she had to do something to make up for the harsh words she had just said to Felyn.

Mist Street.

The street was mostly dark; the neighbors all went to bed relatively early.

Only Felyn's house still emitted a conspicuous yellow light, driving away the surrounding darkness.

The house was quiet. Apart from the gurgling of the teapot, there was only the rustling sound of writing.

Daiyi sat at the dining table, writing something quickly with a pen.

These days, besides being busy with her own research, she was also compiling a book for Felyn.

The god Felyn had awakened was very special. Even with Daiyi's status as the future Divine Child of the Cult of Truth, she couldn't find much, only some very obscure information.

Felyn's god had been completely erased from this world.

But even with just some fragmented pieces, Daiyi felt it would be very helpful to Felyn.

So Daiyi collected many such books and transcribed the information mentioned in them into a notebook.

Finding one or two passages about Felyn's cult in a vast sea of books was a very difficult task. Even Daiyi had spent a great deal of effort.

The book Daiyi was compiling not only had the original text and its source, but also Daiyi's own annotations and her own thoughts and questions.

There were many questions she could not get answers to; Felyn could only rely on his own efforts to find them.

Beside Daiyi's hand, there was also a letter.

It was a letter from her father.

On the day of the school festival, Daiyi's father would also come. He would come to pick Daiyi up and attend the festival activities.

After Daiyi returned, she would immediately become the Divine Child of the Cult of Truth and accept the god's descent.

At that time, Daiyi would become a person who transcended the world, but the price was that her mind would be assimilated by the god.

Even if it wasn't assimilated, the status of the Divine Child would sever all possibilities of interaction with Felyn.

This time, it would be a final farewell.

Daiyi shook her somewhat sore wrist and placed the pen on the table.

She wanted to give this book as a thank-you gift for Felyn's care during this time, hoping it would help his future.

And... if Felyn read this book, he wouldn't forget her so quickly, right...

"Meow~"

Daiyi rubbed Hermi's head and tapped its nose.

A faint smile appeared on Daiyi's face. Hermi moved closer to her palm, rubbing its head against it.

Besides wanting to help Felyn master the power of his divine, there was one more thing Daiyi wanted to do.

She used to enjoy watching Felyn get entangled with the girls around him.

The girls around Felyn were all good girls, but they kept their distance from Felyn for various reasons.

If someone else gave them a push, although they might not immediately become lovers, it would at least greatly shorten the time.

To see Felyn get together with them at the very end would be a fitting conclusion to this story.

As for Daiyi herself, she never thought of having any further development with Felyn at the last moment.

She hid her emotions, afraid that she would have inappropriate feelings at this time.

She was afraid she wouldn't want to leave.

"Still not sleeping so late?"

Felyn's voice suddenly came from the doorway, and even Daiyi's shadow trembled slightly.

Felyn took off his shoes at the door and saw Daiyi at the dining table, tidying up her documents.

"Waiting for my husband to come home, isn't that a requirement for a good wife?" she said, looking down.

"Definitely not. Where did you read that? A romance novel again?"

Felyn took Hermi from Daiyi's arms and lifted it into the air.

He really shouldn't have taken Serafinia for coffee at night. Now he couldn't sleep.

"By the way, you told me on the sigil just now that you had something to discuss. What was it?"

Daiyi's hand, which was tidying the documents, paused for a moment, then she said, "I was originally going to confess to you, but now that you're back so late, I've changed my mind."

"So, does that mean I've been disliked by my client?"

Felyn put Hermi on the floor and held out his clenched fist towards Daiyi.

His fingers twitched, and a small black cat charm dangled from his finger.

"I passed by Holmhott on my way back and saw someone selling this on the roadside, so I bought it. What do you think? Its expression looks a lot like yours, right?"

Felyn handed the charm to Daiyi. The small cat also had Daiyi's otherworldly expression, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with it.

The gift was very cheap, a few dozen krona.

But Felyn had bought it with his own money.

Daiyi placed the charm in her palm, gently rubbing its head with her thumb.

This was the first time Felyn had given her something privately, a gift unrelated to the contract.

... ...

The night grew deeper.

Moonlight shone on the bag in Daiyi's bedroom, and the black cat charm on it reflected the light in the darkness.

Lying in bed, Daiyi looked at the charm on her bag, a faint smile gracing the corners of her mouth.

Then she tapped on a name on her communication sigil. After hesitating for a moment, she sent the message.

[Miss Viloti, could you come over tomorrow afternoon?]

(End of Chapter)