Category: The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 242

    Chapter 242: The Handsome Kaiser

    Adele’s sudden confidence was adorable. Hermione and Dorothy, however, didn’t discourage her, their gazes softening with affection. The change in the Blood Trial’s rules was a mixed blessing. On the one hand, it meant Adele would be in the same Secret Realm, allowing them to protect her.

    Within the realm, it would be a true survival of the fittest, and sticking together would be the only sensible option. Unless, of course, you were strong enough to go solo. But among the vampires, only Dorothy possessed such overwhelming power.

    Hermione could perhaps handle two or three Sequence Ones, but any more than that… So Dorothy and Hermione exchanged a look, a silent agreement passing between them. They would temporarily put aside their differences and prioritize Adele’s safety above all else. If they couldn’t find Adele, however, it would be back to competing for resources. This was their primary concern: the random nature of entry into the Secret Realm.

    This Blood Trial was essentially a large-scale battle royale, each participant dropped into the Secret Realm at a random location. Some might be lucky, landing in an area rich with resources, while others might be instantly eliminated, facing insurmountable odds against powerful monsters or a hostile environment. Fate, it seemed, would play a significant role in this trial.

    The Blood Trial was set to begin in two days, and the list of participants was almost finalized. The three reclusive True Ancestors, who rarely appeared in public except for Lady Chen Xi, held a grand banquet with her, inviting all the young vampires participating in the Blood Trial. A ball would follow the feast, a dazzling display of elegance and grace as the young vampires danced with their chosen partners. It would be a beautiful, if somewhat tense, affair, given that these same participants would soon be facing each other in a deadly competition.

    After Dorothy’s visit, Hermione, taking advantage of her proximity to Adele, extended an invitation to be Adele’s dance partner. Adele, however, couldn’t dance, her embarrassment evident. Hermione, ever the patient instructor, spent the afternoon teaching Adele the steps, even gifting her a beautiful gown and shoes, ensuring she was perfectly prepared for the evening.

    As the evening approached, vampire youths began arriving at the banquet hall, their faces alight with excitement and anticipation. Beautiful girls in stunning dresses and handsome boys in sharp suits mingled, the air thick with anticipation. Even the knowledge that they would soon be facing each other in a deadly competition couldn’t dampen their spirits. Some even indulged in fleeting romances, savoring the brief respite before the trial.

    Adele, still unaccustomed to heels, carefully navigated the crowded hall, clinging to Hermione’s arm for support. She felt a little more confident knowing her “harem” would be present, a silent threat to anyone who dared to mock or underestimate her.

    Before they even reached the entrance, Adele’s eyes lit up. She spotted a familiar splash of sunshine gold amidst the crowd. Celeste, her long golden hair cascading down her back, stood near the entrance, scanning the arriving guests, searching for her master. A sudden warmth on her skin made her turn, her eyes locking with Adele’s, a spark igniting between them.

    Hermione, though reluctant, released Adele’s hand, allowing her to reunite with Celeste. She had monopolized Adele’s attention for the past few days; any more would be greedy.

    Adele, her elegant dress swirling around her, hurried towards Celeste. Celeste, though not a Sequence One, carried herself with the grace and confidence of someone accustomed to high society gatherings.

    As they met, Adele threw herself into Celeste’s arms, inhaling the girl’s warm, milky scent.

    “Celeste! My Celeste~”

    “Did you miss me? It’s been days, you’ve lost weight… no, wait, you’ve gained weight! It doesn’t matter!”

    Celeste, initially touched, was now flustered and slightly offended.

    “M-Master, have I really gained weight!?”

    Adele’s hands discreetly moved to Celeste’s sides, giving them a gentle squeeze. Celeste let out a soft moan, her body melting against Adele’s, a blush creeping up her cheeks.

    “You’ve become a little… ’rounder,’ but I like it, heehee~”

    Celeste then realized what Adele meant by “gained weight.”

    She blushed and remained silent, but she leaned into Adele’s touch, enjoying the attention.

    “Is the food in the vampire territory that good? It’s only been a few days, and you look much healthier,” Adele commented, observing the vibrant energy of the young vampires around them. They seemed far more lively and spirited than their counterparts in the academy.

    Hermione, approaching them, explained, “It’s the nourishment and protection of our ancestral land.”

    It was like a beneficial buff. When vampires were in Twilight City, they could feel their blood becoming more vigorous, as if they were connected to some mysterious existence.

    Adele blinked, her brow furrowed in confusion. “Then why don’t I feel it?”

    “Ah, well…” Hermione blushed and averted her gaze. “M-maybe because Adele is already very… energetic…?”

    “After all, every night you…”

    Celeste: ?

    Celeste: You’re just showing off, aren’t you!?

    So even Hermione had learned how to subtly brag about how much she enjoyed Adele.

    Adele was still confused, her energy was clearly due to her witch form, it had nothing to do with the vampire ancestral land.

    Well, she was just a half-baked vampire after all.

    Although Adele felt a little disappointed that she couldn’t receive the blessings and nourishment of the ancestral land, she could understand.

    “Let’s go, let’s enter the hall,” Adele said gently, releasing Celeste from her embrace but keeping an arm around her.

    Suddenly, a seemingly accusatory voice came from behind,

    “Adele!”

    The voice was somewhat familiar, but not very.

    Adele couldn’t help but turn around and saw a group of unfamiliar girls walking towards her.

    Oh no, she was actually familiar with the two in the front.

    They were the Amaterasu Kuro and Tsukimi Shiro twins.

    And the one who had called out to her was naturally Amaterasu Kuro.

    Last time, she had been thoroughly played by Adele, forced to experience the feeling of being… well, that!

    Since then, the relationship between Amaterasu Kuro and her sister, Tsukimi Shiro, had become distant.

    She couldn’t tell her sister that she had experienced everything Tsukimi Shiro had felt in Adele’s Witch Domain!

    Of course, it was more that Amaterasu Kuro was angry at her sister for being useless, for submitting to Adele, and even helping an outsider like Adele against her after leaving the domain.

    This led to the once inseparable twin sisters, who were willing to share even their thoughts, having not had a “heart-to-heart” connection for a long time.

    Amaterasu Kuro closed herself off, and so did Tsukimi Shiro.

    After all, she had a big conflict with her sister regarding how to treat Adele.

    Just like now, Amaterasu Kuro, wearing a black and red haute couture dress and high heels, walked towards Adele arrogantly.

    Beside her, Tsukimi Shiro, with her pure white hair cascading down her back, wore a blue and white dress as elegant as a princess, but her expression was one of helplessness.

    The disagreement between the two sisters was evident.

    “It’s you, the sneak attacker!”

    Adele was much more confident when she saw Amaterasu Kuro again, after all, she had Hermione and Celeste by her side.

    And there were also Dorothy, Sharon, and Edith, they could all be Adele’s support!

    Moreover, this was the banquet hall, the place where even the True Ancestors would attend, Amaterasu Kuro wouldn’t dare to be too presumptuous here.

    Therefore, she didn’t need to be afraid of one of the twins.

    As for Tsukimi Shiro, Adele and she had a “fleeting romance,” so their current relationship wasn’t close, but not distant either, it was probably in an ambiguous stage.

    Based on Adele’s understanding of Tsukimi Shiro, she probably wouldn’t help Amaterasu Kuro.

    Hermione frowned deeply.

    “Sneak attacker… what do you mean?”

    “Did they bother you again, Adele!?”

    Adele responded to Hermione’s concern, looking at her and nodding without denying it.

    “It’s fine, I’ve already dealt with it.”

    The girl smiled warmly and confidently.

    She wanted Hermione to know that she was no longer the weak, pitiful girl who needed protection.

    She could solve many problems on her own.

    — But it would be even better if everyone wanted to protect her!

    Adele never thought that she needed to be independent, having the ability was just a backup.

    And having the care and love of others, without having to work hard herself, was even better.

    Hearing this, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, but then, she looked at Amaterasu Kuro with an icy gaze.

    Amaterasu Kuro couldn’t help but take a step back, and even the other girls beside her gasped.

    Hermione’s authority was evident.

    But if Dorothy were here, Amaterasu Kuro might not even dare to come and find fault, she would probably just leave with her tail between her legs, and so would most of the others.

    But there were exceptions, such as the short-haired girl who caught Adele’s attention at first glance.

    She was standing at the front of the group, even the powerful twin sisters were only by her side.

    So, she was the backbone of this small group, their leader.

    She didn’t look gentle and elegant, on the contrary, she was very cool and handsome, with a somewhat androgynous style, like a prince, she had sharp eyes like a wolf’s, and short, bluish-gray hair in a wolf-cut style.

    As for her figure, it wasn’t just tall, but almost imposing, and she was slender, with long arms and legs.

    Even Hermione was a little shorter than her. Adele estimated that her height was probably over 1.8 meters.

    And her usual posture was slouched and rebellious, her shoulders slumped, her back slightly hunched, her hands in her pockets, showing a lazy and decadent, devil-may-care aura.

    If she stood up straight and puffed out her chest, her aura would be even stronger, even more terrifying.

    She could be called a “godly tomboy.”

    “You’ve joined Kaiser now?” Hermione asked Amaterasu Kuro and Tsukimi Shiro.

    Adele blinked, seemingly realizing something.

    Clearly, this short-haired girl with an extraordinary aura was the Kaiser that Hermione mentioned.

    Without waiting for Amaterasu Kuro and Tsukimi Shiro’s reply, the girl at the front responded,

    “Is there a problem, Hermione?”

    Kaiser smiled slightly, her voice surprisingly soft. Whispering next to a young girl, it could probably easily seduce the other party.

    Hermione stared at her coldly and shook her head.

    “It doesn’t matter, even if you gather a group of mobs, you’ll never be Dorothy’s match.”

    Kaiser’s eyes suddenly darkened, like a wolf baring its fangs in the night.

    She was actually very good-looking, but the ruthlessness hidden beneath her lazy exterior made even Adele’s heart tremble.

    In short, she was a terrifying girl!

    But then, the smile returned to her face.

    It was as if the previous change never happened, just someone else’s illusion.

    “We’ll see,” Kaiser said calmly, her gaze moving from Hermione’s face to Adele’s, then discreetly looking away.

    Then, she waved her hand, signaling for the people behind her to leave with her.

    It wasn’t the time to clash with Hermione yet.

    Amaterasu Kuro, who had a rebellious personality, actually obeyed her command willingly.

    As for Tsukimi Shiro, her gaze met Adele’s reluctantly before she left.

    They were sisters with almost identical appearances, but their attitudes towards Adele were completely different.

    After they left, Adele, like a curious child, tilted her head up slightly and asked Hermione,

    “Who is that Kaiser?”

    Adele thought carefully, there was no mention of this vampire named Kaiser in the original story.

    Perhaps she had never had any connection with the original “Adele.”

    But judging from her reaction after hearing Hermione’s words…

    This girl… seemed to care a lot about Dorothy.

    Hermione answered Adele’s question without hesitation.

    “Kaiser, is perhaps the closest person to Dorothy in terms of strength among the younger generation of vampires.”

    “I used to think that if I was serious, I might be able to fight Dorothy to a draw.”

    “But after that test held by the school, I gave up on that idea.”

    Hermione readily admitted that she was inferior to Dorothy.

    “Dorothy is a monster, and she hasn’t even fully unleashed the power of her familiar yet.”

    “I don’t know if she can’t do it, or… doesn’t dare to.”

    “As for Kaiser, she hasn’t given up on challenging Dorothy.”

    “And she has always been inexplicably jealous and resentful of Dorothy since childhood, so she keeps challenging her, and keeps losing.”

    “It sounds embarrassing, right?”

    “But if you’ve ever seen those two fight, you wouldn’t think so.”

    “Well… what type of vampire is she?” Adele asked curiously.

    “Body Technique type.”

    Hermione explained Kaiser’s ability simply and directly.

    “You mean, she’s very strong and has great physical strength?”

    The image of a “muscular woman” appeared in Adele’s mind.

    But it wasn’t just muscular women who had great strength, that was a stereotype.

    And Kaiser’s figure was clearly far from that of a bulky, muscular girl.

    But there was one thing that even Adele, despite Kaiser’s slender figure, could sense.

    That was the immense power hidden within her body.

    Hermione nodded, her eyes deepening as if she was lost in some memory.

    “It’s far more than that, she’s a true monster.”

    Body Technique type vampires were those who sought all their power from within, trying to maximize their bloodline and physical training.

    It sounded very ordinary, nothing special.

    How terrifying could it be?

    Adele was puzzled, but she silently remembered the name “Kaiser.”

    During the Blood Trial, it was best to avoid her.

    Who knew if she would take her anger out on Adele because of Adele’s relationship with Dorothy, or even use Adele to threaten Dorothy?

    This kind of simple-minded woman was the most troublesome.

    “Let’s not talk about her, anyway, whether it’s Kaiser or Amaterasu Kuro, Adele, you should try to avoid them during the Blood Trial.”

    “Our first priority will be to find and protect you.”

    Hermione’s words resonated with Celeste, making her look at Hermione with newfound respect.

    She didn’t expect that Hermione would also think this way. After all, Celeste’s purpose in participating in the Blood Trial was only to protect Adele.

    She wasn’t interested in competing or obtaining resources.

    Adele blushed and didn’t refuse hypocritically.

    Because her feelings for Hermione, Celeste, and the others were genuine.

    It wasn’t something she could decide by refusing.

    On the contrary, if Adele readily accepted their protection, it would make Hermione and the others feel relieved.

    The three entered the banquet hall.

    From afar, Adele spotted Dorothy, who was talking to an unfamiliar vampire elder, under the brightest lights.

    She was the easiest to find, followed by Edith, who was with Lady Chen Xi.

    Only Sharon was harder to find. Her personality used to be timid and introverted, and now, after changing, she had become “low-key.”

    Adele didn’t dislike this word, except for now!

    But soon, Celeste tugged on Adele’s skirt.

    Adele followed Celeste’s gaze and saw the girl sitting in a corner, sipping juice listlessly.

    Sharon also saw Adele at the same time, her eyes lighting up like stars.

    Now, Team Adele was finally assembled!

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 241

    Chapter 241: The Essence of Blood

    The first visitor to Hermione’s home was a guest whom even her entire family treated with the utmost respect:

    Dorothy, Princess of the Vampire race, last descendant of the Black Emperor, and contractor to a Great Sovereign. That last title was a bit chuuni, but among Familiar-type vampires, Dorothy’s power was truly godlike, inspiring awe and reverence.

    This stemmed from her familiar, an otherworldly being of unparalleled might. Any familiar-type vampire who dared to challenge her quickly learned that not only they, but even their own familiars, were as insignificant as dust motes compared to Dorothy’s “Great Sovereign.” Often, before a battle could even begin, they would find themselves surrendering, compelled by an irresistible force to bow before Dorothy and her familiar. Even vampire elders with far greater magical power than Dorothy, if they were Familiar types, would inevitably be suppressed by her familiar’s overwhelming presence. It brought to mind an ancient prophecy, attributed to a True Ancestor whose name was forbidden to speak: “Even among familiars, there is a hierarchy. A servant cannot defy a Great Sovereign.”

    This True Ancestor’s name was taboo because he had, in a desperate act of sacrifice, summoned his immensely powerful familiar into their world, an act that resulted in a catastrophic disaster for the magic world, an event known as its darkest day. Because of this, Familiar-type vampires were closely monitored by all races, especially humans, who feared a repeat of that cataclysmic event. They classified these overwhelmingly powerful otherworldly familiars as “Sovereigns,” with Dorothy’s familiar being the most feared among them. In the human world, Dorothy was under constant surveillance. But within Twilight City, her home turf, she was virtually untouchable. Except, perhaps, by the one girl who held her captive: Adele.

    ………………

    Inside the castle, Hermione met with Dorothy. Hermione’s displeasure was evident; she hadn’t wanted to be the one to receive the princess. But her family elders insisted, hoping to maintain a cordial relationship with the powerful royal.

    Dorothy, uninterested in pleasantries, stated her purpose bluntly. “Hermione, I want to see Adele.”

    Hermione’s brow furrowed, an icy aura emanating from her. Any weaker vampire present would have shivered, their breath frosting in the air. “You’ve come at a bad time,” she said coldly.

    “What do you mean? Has Adele left!?”

    Hermione calmly sipped her tea, savoring the flavor. It tasted… less sweet than usual. Had her tolerance for sweetness increased? Perhaps, after the intense sweetness of the past few days, her usual tea now seemed bland in comparison. Unbidden, images of her and Adele flashed through her mind, a blush warming her cheeks, melting the Ice Queen’s frosty demeanor.

    Dorothy was confused. She asked where Adele was, and Hermione just started blushing? What the hell? She had never seen Hermione act like this before.

    “She hasn’t left,” Hermione finally replied, a smug smile playing on her lips. “Adele has been with me these past few days.”

    “Inseparable and… intimately close~”

    “I don’t think you’d want to see Adele in her current state.” The challenge in her voice was unmistakable.

    Dorothy bristled, her imagination conjuring up unwelcome images of Adele flushed and panting, her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her tongue tracing the curve of Hermione’s lips… Was Adele in that state right now?

    “Hermione!” Dorothy snapped, her voice sharp enough to make the tea in her cup ripple.

    Just as the tension between them reached a breaking point, Adele appeared, descending the staircase in a cute, white lace nightgown, her hair tousled, her lips still swollen from sleep, rubbing her eyes like a sleepy kitten.

    “…Stupid Dorothy!” she mumbled, then, ignoring both Hermione’s amused smile and Dorothy’s stunned expression, she padded towards the bathroom.

    “I told you, you wouldn’t want to see Adele in her current state,” Hermione said, a smugness in her voice that further fueled Dorothy’s irritation. “She’s always grumpy when she wakes up. I wouldn’t dare disturb her.” She couldn’t resist the subtle jab, hinting at the intimacy they had shared.

    Dorothy, realizing she had been played, clenched her fists. But she couldn’t afford to escalate the situation; Adele’s wrath was far more terrifying than Hermione’s. She had to restrain herself, much as it pained her to see Adele so clearly… enamored with Hermione.

    Adele returned from the bathroom, refreshed and energized, her earlier sleepiness gone. Despite being the smallest of the three, she radiated a confidence that dwarfed both Hermione and Dorothy.

    Seeing Adele unharmed, Dorothy relaxed, a rare tenderness softening her gaze. Perhaps it was Adele’s imagination, but Dorothy seemed more… stable, less prone to the fits of madness that had characterized her in the past.

    It seemed Adele’s influence was having a positive effect, though Dorothy’s conscious efforts to change herself also played a part. She had changed for Adele, and Adele, in turn, reciprocated with the affection Dorothy craved. Though initially motivated by self-preservation, Adele’s feelings had deepened, their relationship evolving into something… more. However, due to Dorothy’s past transgressions, their intimacy still couldn’t compare to the bond Adele shared with Celeste or Hermione. But Adele hoped for further growth, even a transformation, in their relationship.

    A nagging thought lingered in Adele’s mind. She vaguely remembered the original story mentioning Dorothy’s unstable emotions, her tendency towards madness, linked to her familiar. And the author’s ominous choice of name for Dorothy’s familiar—”Azathoth”—sent shivers down Adele’s spine. She couldn’t shake the feeling that, without her influence, Dorothy might eventually succumb to madness, summoning the eldritch god into their world. It was a terrifying prospect, one Adele couldn’t face. So, for now, it was best to keep Dorothy happy, to make her completely dependent on Adele.

    With this in mind, Adele cleared her throat and offered her hand to Dorothy. She had intended for Dorothy to simply hold her hand, but Dorothy, taking her hand, surprised Adele by kissing it, a gesture of reverence that made Adele blush, especially in front of Hermione. She tried to pull away, but Dorothy’s grip was firm, and Adele, with a sigh, simply muttered, “Idiot,” a gentle reprimand.

    “Silly… well, let’s go have breakfast,” she said, offering her other hand to Hermione, maintaining a semblance of balance between them. Hermione’s expression had turned frosty at Dorothy’s gesture, but the chill wasn’t directed at Adele, only at Dorothy. Dorothy, however, shielded by her familiar’s power, was immune to such petty displays of magic.

    Hermione, taking Adele’s hand, mirrored Dorothy’s gesture, pressing a kiss to Adele’s knuckles. The tingling sensation made Adele blush again. These two… really… But she didn’t protest, silently accepting Hermione’s affection.

    They walked towards the dining room, hand in hand. Several of Hermione’s family members came out to greet Dorothy, their expressions shifting from polite indifference to stunned surprise as they noticed Adele holding hands with both Hermione and the princess. It was a sight that made Adele feel a small sense of triumph. Until now, she had been largely ignored by Hermione’s family, dismissed as a youthful infatuation, a gold digger unworthy of their attention. But now, seeing Adele so clearly favored by both Hermione and Dorothy, their attitudes shifted, a grudging respect replacing their earlier disdain.

    Dorothy, uninterested in socializing, exchanged a few polite words with Hermione’s elders and returned to Adele’s side, offering her a small pastry.

    “This Blood Trial is unusual,” Dorothy said, getting straight to the point.

    Adele, nibbling on a ladyfinger dipped in a lemon and pear flavored jam (perhaps made from some magical fruit), looked up curiously.

    “What’s different?”

    Although Adele assumed she was mostly there to participate, not to win, any inside information from Dorothy was valuable.

    Hermione, catching Adele’s eye, continued, “It’s the format, right?”

    It seemed Hermione also had some information, using Dorothy’s opening to share what she knew. She didn’t want Dorothy to be the only source of information for Adele.

    Dorothy shrugged. “That’s right, the format.”

    “In the past, the Blood Trial was divided by Sequence, and the Secret Realms opened by the True Ancestors were also different.”

    “But things are different now, I don’t know if it’s because the Secret Realms have merged, due to circumstances, or if it’s a decision made by the True Ancestors.”

    “Anyway, in this Blood Trial, regardless of Sequence, everyone will be on the same track, the same map.”

    Hermione frowned and continued, “If that’s true, then I also know another piece of information, probably a new rule for this Blood Trial, which is the point system.”

    “Every vampire participating in the Blood Trial will have a certain number of points. Defeating and eliminating other vampires in the trial will earn you their points. In the end, the True Ancestors will give out different rewards based on the point ranking after the trial ends.”

    “There was no such rule before, but there were still many fights between vampires, after all, the Blood Essence in each Secret Realm was limited.”

    Saying that, both Dorothy and Hermione looked at Adele.

    Adele also seemed to realize something and gulped nervously.

    “Do… do I look… like easy prey!?”

    Hearing her words, both Dorothy and Hermione chuckled.

    Hermione, sitting closer to Adele, reached out and gently wiped the jam from the corner of Adele’s lips.

    Then, without hesitation, she took Adele’s soft, rosy lips into her own.

    Dorothy also wanted to do the same, but unfortunately, there was jam on only one corner of Adele’s mouth, so she explained,

    “Of course not, but Adele should indeed be careful.”

    “Some people don’t have the courage to challenge the strong, they will specifically target low-ranking vampires.”

    Because of the point system, all one needed to do was earn enough points to get the rewards from the True Ancestors, this temptation was incredibly strong for young vampires.

    Adele was still dissatisfied and said angrily,

    “Then they’ve chosen the wrong person!”

    “I’m very strong, I make Sequence Ones meow every night!”

    The moment Adele finished speaking, Hermione’s face instantly turned red.

    Dorothy, seeing the strange atmosphere between them, also seemed to realize something and clenched her fists.

    What, she could also meow… n-no!

    Anyway, it was all because of Hermione, this shameless woman, seducing Adele!

    Just staying at her house for a few days, and Adele had already learned such vulgar language.

    But although Adele sounded confident…

    Her combat power in bed was clearly not comparable to her real combat power.

    With Adele’s current strength, as long as Hermione and Dorothy weren’t “going easy on her,” the one being meowed at should be Adele herself.

    Adele continued eating her breakfast while grumbling.

    After her mood calmed down, she asked,

    “By the way, Hermione, what is the ‘Blood Essence’ you just mentioned…?”

    Just as Hermione was about to speak, Dorothy snatched the opportunity to show off her knowledge.

    “Blood Essence is the greatest treasure of the Blood Trial.”

    “It’s a crimson crystal that naturally forms in the Blood Secret Realm, transparent and pure, possessing the power to completely transform a vampire.”

    “It can be said that the Blood Secret Realm and the Blood Essence within it existed before the Blood Trial.”

    “As for where the Blood Secret Realm came from and how it was formed, perhaps only the True Ancestors know.”

    “But the True Ancestors are very secretive about this and have never revealed anything.”

    In other words, even Dorothy, a descendant of the Black Emperor, the most noble and only princess of the current vampire race, didn’t know the secret of the Blood Secret Realm.

    She only knew that the True Ancestors opened the Blood Trial to quickly enhance the strength of their descendants.

    As for why they wanted to enhance their strength quickly… perhaps the vampire race would face some kind of crisis in the near future?

    So they had to use this method to force their growth?

    But calling it “forcing their growth” wasn’t entirely accurate.

    After all, the enhancement brought by the Blood Essence was real, not an illusion.

    According to the elders who had absorbed the Blood Essence, it felt like being nourished by the source of blood, making one feel incredibly pure, it integrated into their bodies and started to cleanse every meridian and every drop of blood.

    It completely transformed them, the purity of their blood increasing to an unbelievable level.

    “Blood Essence…”

    Adele pondered and silently remembered the name.

    “So, are we going mining?”

    “Uh… Adele’s understanding is quite novel, but in a sense, it’s also correct.”

    “But there’s more than just Blood Essence in the Blood Secret Realm, you also have to be careful of the monsters inside, and the unpredictable weather and terrain.”

    “Unpredictable?”

    Adele was stunned.

    “I’ve never been inside either, but according to the elders, it’s indeed unpredictable, with wind and rain, frost and snow, no one knows how vast the Secret Realm is, no one has ever reached its deepest part, to obtain the treasure that even the True Ancestors don’t dare to covet.”

    Okay, the flag was set.

    Adele had a strong feeling.

    Someone would definitely reach the deepest part of the Secret Realm in this Blood Trial.

    And obtain the so-called treasure of the Secret Realm.

    And that person!

    Would definitely be her!

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 240

    Chapter 240: A Childhood Dream

    Gazing at the magnificent city before her, Adele couldn’t help but gasp in awe. If the saying went, “He who has never been to the Great Wall is not a true man,” then for vampires, it should be, “He who has never been to Twilight City is not a true vampire.” As the capital city, built by the twelve True Ancestors as the foundation of the vampire race, Twilight City held a place of immense importance in every vampire’s heart. Even Adele, a relative newcomer to the vampire world, felt a thrill of anticipation.

    Numerous vampire guards flanked the central teleportation circle, respectfully escorting Hermione, Adele, and their entourage off the platform. This was standard procedure, ensuring the smooth arrival of the next wave of travelers. Lingering on an active teleportation circle was dangerous.

    In this sense, the teleportation circle was like a vampire’s version of a train station, the space between circles akin to the train itself. Furthermore, the teleportation circle wasn’t solely for inbound travel. At night, its magic reversed, becoming the departure point to other smaller teleportation circles. According to vampire custom, daytime was for arrivals, nighttime for departures.

    “Let’s go back to my family’s estate first,” Hermione said, squeezing Adele’s hand gently. “Then I’ll show you around Twilight City.”

    Adele nodded obediently, her small hand nestled within Hermione’s, a picture of docility. Unfamiliar with the city, she instinctively sought comfort in Hermione’s presence. Hermione, meanwhile, secretly reveled in Adele’s dependence, taking it as a sign of their special bond.

    As they walked, Adele took the opportunity to observe her surroundings. Twilight City seemed to revolve around the distant Black Emperor’s Palace, its four main avenues and countless smaller streets branching outwards like the limbs of a giant tree. A river flowed through the city’s heart, its surface occasionally broken by the leaping forms of magical fish Adele couldn’t name. She watched, mesmerized, as one fish blew a bubble, encased itself within it, and floated gently into the air. At a certain height, the bubble popped, and the fish splashed back into the river. Adele was captivated.

    As expected of fish from the vampire capital, Adele thought. City fish, they really know how to play.

    Hermione smiled and explained, “They’re called Magic Bubble Fish, a very straightforward name… but it does fit their characteristics.”

    “These fish blow bubbles and float in the air to attract female Bubble Fish.”

    “In short, it’s a courtship behavior during their mating season.”

    “However, due to targeted breeding by vampires, there are now purely ornamental Bubble Fish that blow bubbles for fun, even outside of mating season.”

    “Amazing!”

    “Then… is their meat delicious?”

    Hermione was taken aback by Adele’s question.

    After all, not many people would immediately think about whether a fish’s meat was delicious…

    She really is… a cute little foodie.

    Hermione was always honest; she would admit if she didn’t know something.

    So she shook her head, but then said indulgently,

    “I’ll have someone buy one and cook it later. Do you prefer steamed or braised?”

    “Really!?”

    “Then… I’ll have it braised!”

    There was no need for hesitation, Adele preferred stronger flavors and didn’t usually like steamed food, except for crabs!

    Hermione’s family members, watching the interaction between the two girls, couldn’t help but sweat.

    Miss Hermione, you’re spoiling this country girl too much…

    Thinking that this girl would become the mistress of their family in the future, their feelings were complicated.

    The overall style of the buildings in Twilight City was very Western and retro.

    Perhaps similar to “Romanesque,” that is, Roman-style buildings, which were generally grand, solemn, mysterious, and transcendental.

    Perhaps if time traveled back a thousand years, the most prosperous Western cities would probably look like this.

    But whether the aesthetics of that time were defined by Westerners themselves, or whether it was originally the artistic style of vampires, which was then spread and developed by them when they chose to become human lords and play the game of life…

    That was unknown.

    As the race most closely connected to and intertwined with humans for thousands of years…

    Many of humanity’s artistic achievements were already marked with the imprint of vampires, indelible.

    But what humans could be proud of was that there was almost no vampire involvement in their modern scientific achievements.

    Since vampires possessed mysterious magic power, they naturally weren’t willing to develop clumsy and pragmatic technology.

    But judging from the current situation, the power of science was far greater than anyone could imagine.

    Even in the vampire’s Twilight City, streetlights and many other traces of modernization could be seen on the streets.

    The most common ones were, of course, luxury cars…

    And even luxury stores.

    These were just what could be seen on the streets. As for what kind of treasures these high-ranking blood nobles collected in their private estates or castles…

    That was unknown.

    Regarding this trend of luxury, Adele just wanted to say…

    Count me in!

    Along the way, Hermione showed Adele the prosperity of Twilight City, and finally, they arrived at a beautiful estate in the suburbs, with fresh air and lush vegetation.

    There was a huge castle-like building in the estate. As expected, it was where Hermione’s family elders lived.

    But Hermione preferred to live in another two-story house, which was her private property.

    It was there that Adele spent her first few days in Twilight City.

    And they could be said to be among the first vampires to arrive in the vampire capital to prepare for the “Blood Trial.”

    Dorothy, Celeste, and the others would return to Twilight City soon.

    By then, Adele would have a lot of support.

    She would probably be able to walk sideways among the younger generation of vampires.

    But that was good news for Adele, yet a worry for Hermione.

    She hadn’t had Adele to herself for long before she had to share her with others.

    A pang of sadness always lingered in Hermione’s heart, a surge of jealousy. It made her want to seduce Adele every moment they were together, to lose herself in the girl’s embrace. In the short time they had been in Twilight City, Adele had noticed Hermione’s increased desire for intimacy. And each time, Adele willingly complied, indulging Hermione’s every whim, whether taking the dominant or submissive role. So Hermione… is actually such a clingy girl in private? Adele mused, a touch of amusement warming her heart.

    After one particularly intense… session, Hermione lay on Adele’s chest, breathless, her eyes hazy and deep. Adele’s fingertips traced patterns across Hermione’s cool skin, a feather-light touch that sent shivers down Hermione’s spine.

    Adele giggled, finding Hermione’s reactions endlessly entertaining. Hermione, her lips pursed, simply relaxed into the touch, her body responding instinctively.

    In this silent play, something within Hermione shifted. She realized that the idea of “monopolizing” Adele was absurd. Adele wasn’t an object to be possessed, but a person with her own thoughts and desires, the person Hermione loved.

    Love was often described as selfish, but if seeing the object of your affection suffer because of that love left you unmoved, then perhaps that love wasn’t as genuine as you believed. Hermione didn’t want Adele to suffer because of her, so her love became permissive, indulgent. As long as she could hear Adele’s laughter, it was all worth it.

    In the twilight glow of the room, Hermione leaned in, kissing Adele’s bruised and swollen lips. Adele instinctively wrapped her arms around Hermione’s slender waist, her hand moving lower, cupping the girl’s full hips, feeling the tremors that ran through Hermione’s body.

    The kiss lingered, a silent conversation of love and desire. When they finally parted, Adele, a touch of concern in her eyes, gently brushed a stray strand of hair from Hermione’s forehead, damp with sweat.

    “Greedy girl,” she murmured, her voice a husky whisper. “Do you… want more?”

    Adele’s body showed no signs of fatigue. As the Lust Witch, her stamina was practically limitless. But Hermione, despite her noble bloodline and exceptional talent, was feeling the strain of their continuous intimacy. It wasn’t just men who experienced depletion of energy; women did too. It referred to both physical and mental exhaustion.

    Adele worried about Hermione, even though she herself felt invigorated by their encounters. She was, after all, driven by a desire to protect those she loved, and if that meant sacrificing her own pleasure to preserve Hermione’s well-being, she would do it without hesitation.

    Hermione, meeting Adele’s concerned gaze, smiled faintly. She shook her head, declining Adele’s offer. Then, taking Adele’s hand, she guided it to her cheek, nuzzling against it like a contented cat. Hermione envied First Snow, the little cat-girl who could spend her days basking in Adele’s affection without a care in the world.

    Hermione, however, was burdened by her responsibilities, her reserved nature, and the constant calculations that came with navigating the complexities of their relationship. It was this pent-up frustration that had fueled her recent insatiable desire for Adele.

    Fortunately, Adele, a homebody at heart, had quickly grown tired of sightseeing in Twilight City, and, sensing Hermione’s unspoken desires, had happily indulged her for the past two days, their time together a whirlwind of passion and intimacy. It seemed her efforts to reassure Hermione had worked… for now.

    Hermione, basking in Adele’s touch, seemed almost docile. Relaxing against Adele’s shoulder, she said softly, “Dorothy arrived yesterday. I didn’t tell you… Adele.”

    “Oh, that,” Adele replied, not sounding surprised.

    “It’s fine, let’s ignore her for now.”

    “…” Hermione was taken aback by Adele’s casual dismissal of Dorothy. But the clear difference in Adele’s treatment of her and Dorothy filled Hermione’s heart with a sweet satisfaction. She no longer felt the need to completely possess Adele. She hadn’t in the past, and she wouldn’t in the future. And as for now… wasn’t she enjoying Adele completely? Still, a small part of her yearned for a little more… preferential treatment.

    ………………

    The reason Adele needed Hermione to relay messages was that cell phone signals didn’t work within the vampire capital. Communication with the outside world was limited. After all, those mobile network operators couldn’t exactly set up cell towers inside a magically sealed city.

    Adele had managed well enough without her phone for the past few days, Hermione’s constant presence a welcome distraction.

    It was like a return to a simpler, more rustic life. Hermione’s family estate was vast, even boasting a field of fluffy white cotton plants. And if Adele grew bored, there were game consoles aplenty—Switch, PS5, and more. Just clearing all the games would take months, if not years. And if even gaming lost its appeal, there were always videotapes to watch, both the wholesome and the… less so.

    The videotape business was surprisingly brisk within the vampire community. In a sense, vampires were quite nostalgic, even retro. Adele and Hermione had enjoyed quite a few… educational videos together, exploring the nuances of love and affection between women.

    God knows where Hermione found this collection; it was her prized possession, hidden from everyone except Adele. The image of the aloof Ice Queen secretly hoarding lewd videotapes was a stark contrast to her public persona. When Adele asked about it, Hermione blushed and explained shyly,

    “When I was very young… I got lost in my family’s estate and overheard strange sounds coming from a room…”

    “And then you couldn’t resist peeking?” Adele asked, her eyes gleaming with mischievous curiosity.

    Hermione, her cheeks flushing a deeper pink, nodded, her gaze fixed on the floor. “It was the first time I saw two young girls embracing each other,” she murmured. “Not just in the video they were watching, but also… in real life…”

    It had been two girls from Hermione’s family, perhaps cousins or distant relatives.

    Their youthful bodies intertwined, leaving a lasting impression on the young Hermione. It wasn’t exactly a traumatic experience. Even then, Hermione had recognized a certain beauty in the scene, a dreamlike quality that resembled a moving painting. Though the details were now hazy, the feeling of wonder and fascination remained. But with her reserved nature, she kept this memory hidden, a secret treasure locked away in her heart.

    It wasn’t until she met Adele that she dared to explore these hidden desires, to embrace the love and passion she had witnessed so long ago.

    She knew that within the vampire race, love between women wasn’t just tolerated but often encouraged, given their unique method of procreation through Blood Cocoons. However, despite countless confessions and love letters, none of the girls Hermione had encountered had ever truly captured her heart. Many were overly forward, even desperate, their affections leaving Hermione feeling uncomfortable and confused.

    She began to question her own orientation, wondering if her attraction to girls was merely a product of that childhood encounter, a long-lasting psychological suggestion, rather than genuine love. The thought of being with a boy, however, was even more repulsive. Was she simply asexual? she wondered. Hermione couldn’t find the answers on her own.

    Then, one day at Cromwell Academy, she saw Dorothy bullying a girl. And in that instant, a powerful jolt ran through Hermione’s heart, shattering her carefully constructed composure. From that moment on, she was no longer the same. And the question that had plagued her finally had an answer.

    Adele listened to Hermione’s confession, a complex smile playing on her lips. It wasn’t exactly happiness, nor was it sadness or sorrow. It was a subtle… unease. Because the girl Hermione had been attracted to was undeniably the original “Adele,” the previous inhabitant of this body. Perhaps it was part of the book’s setting, a predetermined attraction. But attraction was far from genuine love.

    Adele was certain the original “Adele” had never reciprocated Hermione’s feelings. And Hermione’s interest in “Adele” had been just that—interest. It wasn’t until Adele arrived, until she actively pursued Hermione, that their connection deepened into genuine love. Adele herself had also evolved, her initial intentions of manipulation giving way to genuine affection for the Ice Queen. So, while a part of her felt a strange possessiveness towards Hermione’s past affections, she wasn’t angry or jealous.

    After all, it was she, the current Adele, who had ultimately won Hermione’s heart, who shared her body and soul with the Ice Queen. These were truths she would likely never reveal to Hermione.

    The videotape reached a particularly passionate scene, and Adele and Hermione exchanged a look, their eyes filled with unspoken desires. Everything that followed seemed inevitable.

    The dreamlike fantasies of Hermione’s youth…

    Were all realized with Adele.

    Or rather, Adele was her childhood dream.

    *****

    Author Note:

    &
    (Regarding the past “Adele,” if I don’t explain, it will definitely cause controversy about whether this is NTR.)
    (So let me spoil a little bit, you could say that she’s a small part of Adele’s soul, Adele is basically wearing herself.)
    (So whether Hermione and the others liked the past “Adele” or not, they actually all like Adele, but Adele herself doesn’t know this yet.)
    (And the girls that the current Adele worked so hard to conquer, their feelings are all for the current Adele, naturally having nothing to do with the previous “Adele.”)

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 239

    Chapter 239: Twilight City

    Hermione wasn’t new to “bedtime service,” so she performed even better this time.

    Who wouldn’t like a big sister who catered to your every whim in bed?

    Adele had another wonderful experience.

    She originally wanted to continue, but she was also worried about Hermione’s body, it wouldn’t be good to overdo it.

    After all, not everyone had Adele’s witch constitution, which could replenish yin with yin.

    So Adele would have to learn to be careful and control herself in the future.

    Otherwise, the girls who liked her were all willing to sacrifice themselves and push themselves to the limit. If Adele wasn’t careful…

    Wouldn’t she drain them dry!?

    That would be too harmful to their bodies!

    Anyway, in the afterglow, Adele snuggled in Hermione’s arms, her eyes blinking, seemingly lost in thought.

    “What’s wrong?” Hermione asked gently, her snow-white nose nuzzling Adele’s hair.

    “Nothing, I was just thinking about going back to the vampire capital tomorrow.”

    “No, I shouldn’t say ‘going back,’ I’ve never even been there.”

    Adele said, feeling a little embarrassed.

    Thinking about it this way, in front of Hermione, she was like a country bumpkin who had never been to a big city, never seen the world.

    But Adele was telling the truth, she had always lived in human cities.

    As for vampire territory, so far, she had only been to the estate where Dorothy lived.

    “The vampire capital isn’t anything special, Adele, just stay by my side and you’ll be fine,” Hermione comforted her understandingly.

    “But I’m still a Sequence Five.”

    “That doesn’t matter.”

    Hermione’s tone was slightly serious, she didn’t want Adele to belittle herself.

    In fact, ever since she met Adele, she had gradually become dissatisfied with the Sequence system.

    In the past, Hermione had always been an excellent heir to her family, a traditional and rational girl.

    But now…

    Not to mention that she was the submissive one in their relationship…

    The key was that because of Adele, because of love, she had started to question the fundamental national policy of the vampire race, she no longer cared about Sequence.

    From the perspective of Hermione’s family, Adele was truly a femme fatale.

    In the vampire capital, the Sequence order was strict.

    There were even different districts, and low-ranking vampires couldn’t enter the territory of high-ranking vampires.

    Similarly, generally speaking, high-ranking vampires wouldn’t choose to go to the places where low-ranking vampires lived, lest they be tainted by the inferior aura.

    The vampire capital – “Twilight City” – was a city with a “pyramid” structure.

    Naturally, the True Ancestors and their descendants were at the top, and then it was further divided according to Sequence.

    Some professions could only be done by high-ranking vampires, while some laborious professions were specifically for low-ranking vampires.

    Under this strict class policy, the social order in Twilight City was well-maintained, and it had been stable for over a thousand years.

    Most of the vampires who came from there were also absolute supporters of the Sequence order.

    Even the lowest Sequence Five vampires.

    Adele understood this, which was why she knew that Hermione was just comforting her.

    But Adele readily accepted the comfort.

    After a while, she asked again,

    “What about witches?”

    “Do vampires also want to exterminate witches, like humans do?”

    “If that’s the case, then wouldn’t I be completely debuffed? I might as well just stay in Dongdu, otherwise, I’m really worried that I won’t be able to come back from Twilight City safely.”

    Adele knew when to be cowardly, and she would quickly back down when she should.

    After all, there were plenty of fish in the sea.

    Moreover, she couldn’t afford to have anything happen to her, otherwise, many girls would be heartbroken for her.

    Hermione thought for a moment, hugged Adele tighter, and then replied with a smile,

    “It’s different.”

    “Different?”

    “Yes, vampires who live in the human world, who work in human organizations, might see witches as enemies.”

    “After all, they have close friends and even comrades who lost their precious lives in battles against witches.”

    “As for the vampires in Twilight City, most of them don’t really care about witches, they’re just another supernatural force, there are so many other races, witches are like the other races among humans.”

    “…I won’t hurt good people or good vampires,” Adele said seriously, emphasizing a certain point in Hermione’s words.

    “Of course, I believe you, Adele.”

    “Yawn~”

    Hermione suddenly yawned, although it was a small yawn, it still affected Adele.

    As expected, yawns were contagious.

    “Yawn, let’s not talk about this anymore, I’ll just go with the flow.”

    Adele’s mentality was as optimistic as ever.

    “Hermione, good night~”

    “Good night, my Adele.”

    “Muah, muah~”

    “…Mmm, mua~”

    Hermione couldn’t resist Adele’s coquettishness.

    Soon, Adele fell asleep in Hermione’s arms.

    Hermione’s body was colder than a normal person’s, but in the warm blanket, it was Hermione’s embrace that felt more comfortable in the end.

    Adele had a dreamless night, probably because Hermione’s embrace was satisfying enough, she didn’t need dreams to embellish her world.

    And the girl’s physique had significantly improved compared to when she first transmigrated.

    At least hugging Hermione wouldn’t make her catch a cold.

    Thinking back now, her body was terribly weak at that time.

    Of course, this was related to her constantly being drained of blood by the Sequence One vampires.

    As for now…

    The tables had turned, it was Adele’s turn to drain the Sequence Ones!

    After having breakfast with Adele, someone from Hermione’s family came to pick up the young lady and take her back to the vampire capital, where Hermione’s real family was.

    Adele, as an honored guest, was also invited.

    This was truly unexpected for Adele.

    Fortunately, Adele was always quick to accept reality, especially a reality that was beneficial to her.

    The luxury car drove on the roads built by humans, and at first, the route wasn’t anything special.

    But gradually, as they passed a certain point, mist suddenly appeared on both sides of the road.

    Before Adele even realized it, the clear sky had turned gloomy.

    And further in the distance, a blood-red moon hung in the sky, emitting a demonic pink glow.

    They had silently passed through a barrier invisible to ordinary human eyes and entered the edge of the vampire territory.

    Adele suddenly thought of the countless mysterious disappearances of humans that had happened in the world. Many of the victims described how the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and then they found themselves in a distant place.

    Perhaps it was because they accidentally touched a barrier and entered a forbidden territory of another race.

    Then they were discovered, their memories erased, and they were sent back to the human world.

    But this was actually a form of protection for ordinary people.

    Otherwise, if “muggles” who didn’t know magic entered the mystical realm and encountered a foreign race with malicious intentions towards humans, they would have no ability to resist and would probably become “missing persons.”

    Adele sighed and looked up at the red moon in the distance.

    At this moment, the human world should be bathed in bright sunlight.

    But in the vampire territory within the barrier, there was no change between day and night, only the seemingly eternal blood moon, hanging high in the sky.

    Adele had done some research before entering the vampire territory.

    She knew that the blood moon was also a creation of the twelve True Ancestors.

    The faint crimson glow it emitted had a mysterious, hypnotic, and calming effect on vampires.

    It was also the greatest defense mechanism of the vampire territory.

    When a foreign race invaded, breaking through the barrier, the blood moon would turn crimson, and the vampires bathed in its light would have their potential pushed to the limit.

    It was like a “blood moon kill.”

    But vampires were very powerful. In such a long history, only the “werewolves,” their long-time enemies, had invaded the vampire territory once, triggering the blood moon’s defense mechanism.

    The werewolves naturally suffered heavy losses and retreated in defeat.

    Although werewolves did have the talent to become stronger under the moonlight, the blood moon, as a creation of the vampire True Ancestors, obviously wouldn’t enhance their power.

    As for the current werewolves, they had already lost their past strength and could only hide in some corner of the world, struggling to survive.

    At first, Adele was still interested in the scenery outside the car window, but gradually, she became bored.

    And there was no signal on this road, even if Adele wanted to play with her phone, there was no internet connection. She hadn’t downloaded any novels, comics, or movies beforehand, and she didn’t have any single-player games, so she could only stare at her phone blankly.

    Finally, the girl threw her phone aside, tilted her head, and rested on Hermione’s lap, falling asleep.

    “…”

    Hermione didn’t expect Adele to suddenly become so… relaxed.

    But then, the Ice Queen realized that this was probably what humans commonly called a “lap pillow,” and she couldn’t help but feel happy.

    Adele was still close to her after all.

    Even though Adele was asleep, Hermione didn’t dare to move, even if she occasionally couldn’t help but pinch Adele’s soft cheeks.

    Adele only let out a soft “Mmm,” showing no signs of resistance.

    Adele like this was incredibly soft and cute, making Hermione chuckle.

    Time passed quietly, and finally, at noon, Hermione’s family’s car arrived at a Stonehenge-like structure standing in the wilderness.

    The Stonehenge was composed of countless huge stone pillars, arranged in a regular pattern, forming a circular structure, emanating a powerful magical aura even from afar.

    This reminded Adele of the Salisbury stone circle she had read about in popular science books (actually just some “XX Unsolved Mysteries” books designed to attract attention and boost sales, which Adele used to love reading) before she transmigrated, commonly known as “Stonehenge.”

    There were some similarities between the two, which made Adele associate them.

    “What is this?” the girl asked Hermione curiously.

    Hearing this, Hermione’s family members glanced at Adele.

    Their expressions clearly showed that they saw her as a “country bumpkin.”

    Hermione noticed this and glared back at them.

    The servants sent by Hermione’s family to pick them up instantly turned pale and lowered their heads, keeping silent.

    They might not have much respect for Adele.

    But Hermione was the heir to the family, if they didn’t want their future vampire lives to be ruined, it was better not to offend this young phoenix.

    Although Hermione didn’t have much power now, one day, she would wear the crown that represented her family.

    Hermione used her eyes to reprimand her family’s servants, then immediately softened her expression and turned to Adele with a gentle look.

    The gaze she cast on Adele wasn’t cold, but warm.

    Hermione explained to Adele,

    “This is the teleportation circle to the vampire capital.”

    It was jointly built by many powerful vampires, its only function was to teleport to the largest teleportation circle in Twilight City.

    But even so, it was still a magnificent creation, at least it provided a more convenient way for vampires who were away from home to return to Twilight City.

    As for the largest and most complex teleportation circle in Twilight City, its creation was undoubtedly related to the Vampire True Ancestors.

    It was imprinted with an extremely powerful spatial magic, allowing True Ancestors to teleport to any place in the world they had marked, using their own blood as a medium.

    There were even rumors that True Ancestors could descend using the blood of their descendants.

    But whether this was the ability of a specific True Ancestor or all True Ancestors, and what kind of magic it required, was unknown.

    Adele looked surprised.

    “So there really are teleportation circles.”

    “Of course, since ancient times, how to shorten the distance of return trips and reduce the consumption of time and energy has always been a problem that troubled all races.”

    Just like how people in ancient times chose to ride horses, and in modern times, trains, ships, and airplanes were invented, all these efforts were just to solve the problem of distance and reduce wasted time.

    Then the Vampire True Ancestors, who possessed powerful magic, also hoped for such a method to reduce the time they wasted on travel.

    The existence of teleportation circles was therefore necessary.

    In fact, even Principal Winona needed to use a teleportation circle to go to the magic world.

    As for the flying staff, it was just a means of transportation to the teleportation circle.

    If Winona had to fly on a staff for several days and nights, it would not only be torturous, but also a waste of time.

    At first, Adele was very excited about using the teleportation circle.

    But when she actually stepped onto it and prepared to activate it, she felt incredibly nervous and scared.

    Because she didn’t know how the teleportation circle worked, whether it teleported the entire person…

    Or, more scientifically, it broke the person down into countless atoms and then reassembled them at the location of another teleportation circle.

    This was called “quantum teleportation technology,” and it raised an important question that caused widespread discussion:

    “Is the reassembled human body still you?”

    And no one knew if there would be any accidents during quantum teleportation, causing other atoms to be mixed in during the reassembly process, resulting in a mutated human, that would be terrifying.

    Thinking of this, Adele couldn’t help but tightly hold Hermione’s hand beside her.

    Sensing Adele’s nervousness, Hermione intertwined their fingers, this was the best way to express her care for and determination to protect Adele.

    With Hermione’s comfort, Adele’s anxiety subsided a lot.

    Then the teleportation circle activated, and Adele closed her eyes tightly.

    A crimson magic power enveloped her and everyone else on the teleportation circle.

    Their bodies were instantly carried away by the magic power, entering the void above the Stonehenge.

    In just an instant, Adele and Hermione were teleported to the vampire territory, to that huge and magnificent teleportation circle.

    There was no process of being broken down and reassembled, no accidents as Adele had imagined.

    It was the most traditional and trustworthy method of using magic power to open a void between spaces, enveloping oneself with magic for protection, and passing through the void.

    Adele finally opened her eyes, relieved.

    And what came into view was an ancient and beautiful city, perpetually bathed in the soft, ambiguous glow of sunset.

    The vampire capital, Twilight City.

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 238

    Chapter 238: Hermione the Maid

    It was Adele’s first time experiencing what it was like to be the mistress of a noble house, a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She was afraid of doing something wrong and embarrassing herself. However, she soon realized that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, so she gave up on pretending. She was, after all, a product of the modern era, where equality was (at least superficially) the norm. The blatant display of servitude felt strange and unsettling. Even when a maid served her tea, Adele instinctively thanked her, causing the vampire maid to raise a surprised eyebrow and offer a confused smile, as if to say, “You honor me too much, mistress.” Adele, in turn, felt embarrassed. Perhaps, in the maid’s eyes, she was a strange vampire girl, thanking the servants for doing their job. After all, as the mistress of the house, simply not mistreating them was considered kindness enough.

    This wasn’t to say Hermione mistreated her servants. On the contrary, Hermione was the best mistress they had ever served. The reason? She was low-maintenance. With her cold personality, she rarely interacted with the staff and didn’t demand their constant attention like some… eccentric masters. The maids simply had to perform their daily duties—cleaning, gardening, and so forth—and were rarely bothered. It was an unbelievably easy job.

    Today, however, was different. A nervous anticipation filled the air. Hermione, breaking from her usual routine, had gathered the staff and instructed them to treat the girl who would be arriving, Adele, with the same respect and deference they showed Hermione herself. The maids, while outwardly obedient, couldn’t help but whisper amongst themselves, worried about this new mistress. Would she be difficult to please? Worse, would she be… eccentric? They feared for their safety, their livelihoods depending on the whims of their mistress. But upon meeting Adele, their fears were quickly dispelled. She was kind, respectful, and even more polite than Hermione. Some of the bolder maids even winked at Adele, a gesture of friendly familiarity that made Adele freeze, and Hermione, a touch of possessiveness flaring within her.

    “What are you looking at, Adele?” Hermione asked, well aware of the allure a maid uniform held for Adele, an allure that perhaps even surpassed Hermione herself…

    “N-nothing,” Adele replied quickly, taking a sip of her drink and pretending nothing had happened.

    Hermione sighed, a familiar pang of jealousy twisting in her gut. Adele, this little minx, always had her eyes on others, even when she had Hermione right beside her.

    But this time, Hermione was being unfair. The vampire maids were indeed beautiful, their figures and appearances impeccable, but they were uncut gems compared to Hermione, a flawless diamond.

    Seeing the slight frown on Hermione’s face, Adele moved closer, wrapping her arms around Hermione’s slender waist and nuzzling her cheek against Hermione’s shoulder.

    “Okay, okay, I do like maids…”

    “Hmm!?” Was this supposed to be comforting? Hermione’s heart shattered.

    But before she could fully succumb to despair, Adele continued,

    “…But the maid I like is my Hermione, dressed as a maid~”

    Hermione wasn’t dense. She instantly understood that Adele was teasing her, that Adele’s affections were solely for her, the “maid” outfit just a symbol. If that symbol appeared on someone else, Adele wouldn’t react. But on Hermione… it was a different story entirely.

    “You’re… just teasing me. Making me dress up like a maid to please you…” Adele, the bad girl, lived up to her reputation.

    “Is that a problem?” Adele asked, feigning a pout.

    Hermione, too shy to continue the banter, suddenly thought of something and playfully pushed Adele away.

    Then, without a word, she left Adele alone in the living room.

    Adele thought she had gone too far with her teasing, that Hermione might not have found it funny.

    The girl slumped onto the sofa, feeling dejected.

    Ugh, making my girlfriend angry on the first day at her house, I’m such a loser. Tears welled up in Adele’s eyes.

    Just as she started thinking about how to make amends…

    A graceful figure in a maid uniform appeared before her.

    Adele didn’t even bother to look up, but she wasn’t entirely cold, just indifferent.

    “Sorry, I don’t need any service right now.”

    “Or rather, don’t come near me anymore, Miss Maid.”

    Her dismissive tone made the maid hesitate.

    “…”

    But instead of leaving, she asked,

    “Are you sure you don’t need my service, Ma… Master?”

    It was clear that the maid struggled to utter the word “Master.”

    But she still did it, and it was obvious who it was for.

    Adele froze.

    But she didn’t react immediately, she was thinking, this maid’s voice… why did it sound like Hermione’s!?

    There couldn’t be such a coincidence, right?

    A maid in Hermione’s house happened to have a voice similar to, or even identical to, Hermione’s?

    And if it wasn’t a coincidence, wouldn’t it mean that the maid in front of her was actually…!

    Adele abruptly looked up, and the sight before her made her heart pound.

    Hermione, having shed her usual elegant attire, was wearing a blue and white maid uniform! It fit her well, though the bust area seemed a little tight, and the white silk stockings were a bit constricting.

    But more than the outfit, it was Hermione’s rare, shy expression that captivated Adele, filling her with satisfaction.

    Two spots of crimson appeared on Hermione’s fair cheeks, her eyes darting around, sparkling like stars.

    “So… how is it?”

    “Are you satisfied now?”

    Her pouting tone made Adele’s heart race.

    A tsundere, blushing older sister in a maid uniform, Gasp, gasp!

    “Satisfied… I’m very satisfied!”

    Adele was almost speechless.

    “My dear maid!”

    “Why ‘big’ maid?… Ugh, are you being lewd again, Adele, really…”

    Well, Hermione couldn’t handle Adele, or rather, she was too indulgent of her.

    Because this was Hermione’s way of expressing her deep love for Adele.

    Adele jumped up from the sofa and threw herself into Hermione’s arms, her face buried in Hermione’s breasts.

    Although Hermione was shy, she didn’t stop Adele’s actions, letting her rub against her like a cat.

    After all, her current identity was Adele’s personal maid.

    And as a maid, she naturally couldn’t disobey her master’s wishes.

    The other maids didn’t dare to approach, interrupting the two young ladies who were playing their little game.

    So in the eyes of the other maids, Hermione and Adele were playing some kind of erotic game…

    Well, it could be considered that.

    After nuzzling for a while, Adele finally remembered to answer Hermione’s question.

    “A maid’s service!?”

    “Of course I want it!”

    “Hermione, my lovely Hermione, how are you going to serve your master~?”

    Adele looked up, her expression slightly hazy, her gaze seductive as she scanned Hermione’s face.

    At the same time, she extended a finger and playfully lifted Hermione’s smooth chin.

    The girl’s face was flawless, her skin cool to the touch, a strange but undeniable sensation.

    Hermione, thin-skinned, didn’t know what to say for a moment.

    And she felt that even though she was the one who initiated the role-playing…

    Why was Adele so skilled at it!?

    She got into character too quickly.

    It made Hermione have to adjust her mood and pace to keep up.

    After a while, Hermione finally whispered,

    “It’s almost… dinner time, shall I feed you, Master?”

    “Hmph, is that all?”

    “One step at a time…”

    Hermione’s tone sounded a bit like she was acting coquettishly.

    Yes, she really was acting coquettishly, just realizing this made Adele’s heart almost overflow with satisfaction.

    And Hermione’s words “one step at a time” also meant that she wouldn’t shy away, she would see this master-servant game through to the end.

    Naturally, this also included the final step…

    Bedtime service~

    Adele wrapped her arms around Hermione’s neck and looked at her affectionately.

    The lipstick on the girl’s lips was incredibly seductive, making Hermione’s throat feel dry.

    But she also saw authority in Adele’s eyes.

    Although that authority seemed gentle, it also meant that Adele had entered her role as the master, and Hermione, the maid.

    In this state, the meaning in Adele’s eyes was very clear.

    A maid couldn’t kiss her master~

    But the master could kiss her maid.

    So Adele stood on her tiptoes and lightly kissed Hermione’s lips.

    Their soft lips met, their fragrances mingling.

    It wasn’t necessarily a deep, almost suffocating kiss that proved the intensity and sincerity of their love.

    A light kiss could also do the trick.

    After all, love was a matter between two people, it was related to external things and actions, but it wasn’t just about those things.

    What was more important was their feelings for each other, whether they could reach each other’s hearts.

    After the kiss ended, Hermione’s eyes were filled with a hazy happiness.

    “Did you taste it?” Adele suddenly asked.

    Hermione was stunned for a moment.

    But soon, she reacted, her cheeks slightly flushed.

    “…I did, thank you, Master.”

    Clearly, Adele’s sudden kiss wasn’t just a whim.

    It was more because she noticed Hermione’s desire for her lips, her desire to taste the alluring lipstick.

    A gentle master would naturally satisfy her greedy maid.

    “Mmm~”

    “I’m a little tired, I don’t want to walk to the dining room.”

    “Then should I have someone bring dinner here?” Hermione asked with concern.

    Adele pouted, her expression incredibly cute, making Hermione wonder if she had said something wrong.

    Then, she suddenly realized.

    The next moment, Hermione mustered her courage, reached out, and, holding Adele’s knees, lifted the girl up in a princess carry.

    “Ah~”

    Adele’s cry was soft, her body even lighter, making Hermione reluctant to let go.

    Hermione carried Adele to the dining room like this.

    And judging from Adele’s smile, she had made the right bet.

    The food at Hermione’s house was always good, and Adele, being fed by Hermione, quickly filled her stomach.

    Then came their promised date. At this point, their master-servant game should have ended.

    But to Adele’s surprise, Hermione insisted on wearing the maid uniform for their date.

    Because if this was the outfit Adele liked, then no matter how embarrassed she felt, she hoped that in Adele’s eyes, she would always be at her best.

    Touched by Hermione’s feelings, Adele couldn’t help but mutter, “Silly girl.”

    She still made Hermione change into her usual clothes and regain her elegant demeanor.

    Because if you loved someone, you wouldn’t want them to be humble.

    Especially in public, in front of others, Adele always hoped that the Hermione she loved would shine brightly, like a true queen.

    No, she was a true queen.

    This was what love was.

    Not like some couples nowadays, who would give their partners obedience tests, making them lose face in public, or disrespecting them, making them look bad.

    True love would never make the other person feel inferior while you were high and mighty.

    But role-playing was an exception, after all, Adele was a very “playful” girl.

    Hermione felt the respect, and her heart felt even sweeter.

    They left the villa and went to see the winter night view. At some point, snowflakes started falling.

    Hermione looked up at the gray sky with her icy blue eyes.

    Because Adele wasn’t wearing much…

    Hermione started to consider whether she should use magic to stop the snow.

    If it was just a small area… she should be able to do it.

    But Adele seemed to be excited about the light snow, jumping and skipping beside Hermione, kicking up snowflakes.

    So Hermione gave up on that idea and just watched Adele affectionately.

    Before they knew it, snowflakes had covered their hair.

    This made Hermione wonder, was this what it was like to grow old with Adele?

    She didn’t know, but compared to just walking down this short street…

    What she really wanted to walk was a longer road, even a lifelong one.

    Unconsciously, Hermione took Adele’s hand.

    Adele, who had been boisterous, suddenly felt the warmth in her palm.

    The girl suddenly became quiet.

    Then she clenched Hermione’s hand tightly.

    And didn’t let go for a long, long time.

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 237

    Chapter 237: The luckiest

    Hours earlier, after Adele bid farewell to First Snow, she returned to her bedroom, a sense of melancholy settling over her. She tried to distract herself with a game, but hesitated as she searched for a match. A sudden wave of meaninglessness washed over her; even gaming held no appeal. She was, to put it simply, feeling emo about First Snow’s departure. After wallowing for a while, she decided a nap was the best course of action. Sleep, after all, was the ultimate cure for boredom.

    She woke feeling refreshed, her earlier melancholy forgotten. But something was amiss. She didn’t remember covering herself with a blanket… she had only been cuddling a pillow. She glanced out the window at the overcast sky, the cotton-ball clouds drifting lazily in the wind. Perhaps she had gotten cold during her sleep and unconsciously pulled the blanket over herself. Or perhaps… it was the work of a certain elusive angel. Could Seraph be so considerate? Adele doubted it, but the thought warmed her nonetheless. She pulled the blanket closer, inhaling the faint, comforting scent.

    A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. It was Hermione.

    Adele had been applying makeup, hoping to surprise Hermione, but the unexpected knock forced her to speed up the process, adding a final touch of seductive color to her lips.

    “Coming~” she called out, tucking the lipstick into her pocket and opening the door.

    Hermione’s heart skipped a beat. Seeing Adele, she forgot to breathe. The girl was even more radiant than she had imagined, her face subtly enhanced by the makeup, a touch of blush highlighting her cheekbones, her lips a vibrant, inviting red. It was as if Adele had specifically dolled herself up for their meeting… The thought made Hermione’s heart flutter. Even without makeup, Adele was irresistible. Now… she was simply breathtaking. Was she trying to bewitch the entire world? Hermione wondered.

    Adele, a hint of shy anticipation in her eyes, also took in Hermione’s appearance. The older girl looked elegant and regal, a queen in her own right, though the coldness she usually projected towards others seemed to melt away in Adele’s presence.

    They stood there for a moment, gazing at each other, a blush creeping up both their cheeks, until Adele broke the silence with a playful chuckle.

    “Am I that pretty?”

    “…Yes,” Hermione replied sincerely, her gaze unwavering. The simple honesty of her words touched Adele’s heart, and she stepped forward, embracing Hermione. The hallway was quiet, no one to interrupt their moment of shared intimacy. Adele closed her eyes, savoring the warmth and comfort of Hermione’s embrace. Big sisters are the best! she thought, reveling in the feeling of being protected and cherished.

    Hermione, in turn, couldn’t help but indulge Adele’s affectionate nuzzling, her body responding to the girl’s touch. But as the sensations intensified, she pulled back slightly, a gentle warning in her voice.

    “Adele…”

    “This kind of thing… let’s at least go home first…”

    She couldn’t be so unrestrained in public. And Adele wouldn’t be able to fully enjoy herself either.

    Hearing the plea in Hermione’s voice, Adele blushed, her earlobes turning a delicate pink as her imagination conjured up… possibilities.

    “Okay then~”

    “Just a moment, Hermione, let me pack a few things.”

    Traveling to the vampire capital was like embarking on a long journey for Adele, a trip to a distant city, even a different country. She needed to pack a suitcase with her essentials, just like any other trip. Oh, and her wand, the one Principal Winona had once used. She would need it for the Blood Trial, created by the twelve True Ancestors. Even if she didn’t pass, it didn’t matter. Unlike others, she didn’t have the pressure from her family. In fact, she was more of a “participation award” type, and Hermione and the others also believed that Adele’s safety was more important than passing the trial. So even if Adele didn’t get any rewards, she wouldn’t be blamed.

    Hermione naturally agreed to Adele’s request. She had intended to wait outside, but Adele, entering her dormitory, pulled Hermione inside with her. Hermione hadn’t even changed her shoes, and she felt a little self-conscious about walking on the clean floor with her outdoor shoes.

    “It’s okay, I’ll… clean it later,” Adele said, a slight hesitation in her voice.

    Clearly, Adele herself knew that she wasn’t usually the one responsible for housework! But she quickly changed the subject.

    “Ahem, Hermione, just wait for me in the living room.”

    As she spoke, Adele went to the kitchen to get some juice and poured Hermione a glass. Then, she went upstairs to her room.

    About ten minutes later, Adele came down with a suitcase, having packed her essentials, including a precious wand that was longer than her arm.

    Seeing Adele struggling with the suitcase, Hermione immediately went to help, carrying it down from the second floor.

    “Thank you, Hermione!”

    Hermione shook her head, her silver-blue hair swaying slightly.

    In her eyes, serving her woman was a matter of course, a gentlemanly act.

    Adele took Hermione’s other arm.

    They left the school together and drove towards Hermione’s temporary residence.

    The memories of that villa resurfaced in Adele’s mind.

    It was truly a unique and precious memory.

    At that time, Adele had just transmigrated, she was at her weakest and most helpless.

    If it weren’t for Hermione’s gentle…

    Adele couldn’t imagine where she would be now, what her status would be.

    Perhaps, to protect herself, she would have chosen the path of submission, completely becoming someone else’s toy, a soulless puppet.

    But fortunately, Adele had avoided all these bad endings.

    And what had helped her achieve all this, tracing back to the root, was Hermione’s care for her at that time.

    Thinking of this, Adele looked at Hermione’s face in the rearview mirror, her eyes full of tenderness and affection.

    “Sometimes I think…”

    “It’s so great that I met Hermione.”

    The girl’s sudden confession caught Hermione off guard.

    The Ice Queen’s icy facade melted, the blush on her cheeks no different from that of an ordinary girl.

    Love words from a lover were the deadliest.

    It took Hermione a while, even secretly using ice magic to cool down her flushed face and heated body, before she finally responded, her voice filled with emotion,

    “Meeting Adele…”

    “Is the luckiest thing in my life.”

    ………………

    In the basement first floor of the villa, the underground parking lot.

    Hermione couldn’t wait to take Adele to her room.

    She turned off the car’s “ignition.”

    But a blue flame ignited in her heart.

    The flame flickered, like her eyes, but it still had an incredibly high temperature, as if it could burn everything.

    She unbuckled her seatbelt and kissed Adele, who was in the passenger seat, with abandon.

    Adele was a little surprised, but she didn’t refuse.

    Her eyes gradually became hazy, and as she met Hermione’s gaze, it was as if her gaze completely melted into Hermione’s icy blue eyes.

    Adele’s body was so soft and delicate that she quickly leaned against Hermione, as if she had lost all her strength.

    The space inside the car was large enough, and Adele’s figure was petite enough.

    If the car seat was completely reclined, it could even be used as a simple bed.

    But neither Hermione nor Adele thought about that, they just kissed and caressed each other randomly.

    In the end, they were both breathless, but neither of them had found the crucial buttons.

    Briefly parting their swollen, red lips, Adele looked at Hermione’s slender hands, which were clumsily placed a little below her chest, and chuckled.

    Then, she placed her fingers on the back of Hermione’s hand, intertwining their fingers, and then, she personally guided Hermione’s hand, which made Adele blush just by looking at it, slowly upwards.

    “Silly~ girl~”

    “Buttons… are unbuttoned like this~”

    Adele’s fingers were clearly much more nimble than Hermione’s.

    But Hermione was a quick learner.

    Her hands were so beautiful, her fingers slender and delicate.

    It was just that her nails hadn’t been trimmed for a while, and if she used a little too much force, it might hurt.

    As she taught Hermione how to unbutton her academy uniform shirt, Adele thought to herself,

    I have to trim Hermione’s “wolf claws” later.

    In Adele’s mind, Hermione was a wolf.

    A lonely, proud wolf from the frozen northern plateau, or the steep and cold mountains, or the desert, the desert with sand as white as snow.

    Whatever, it was something like that.

    The ancestor of dogs, not easy to tame, but not impossible either.

    It just required more effort than taming a dog… to make her familiar and comfortable.

    Otherwise, it would be easy to raise a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

    But Adele and Hermione had already passed the “taming” stage.

    Just by looking at Hermione’s current appearance, one could tell.

    She had absolute power, she could easily overpower the girl in front of her.

    She could do whatever she wanted to Adele, make her unable to resist.

    But the one who didn’t resist, who let Adele manipulate her, was actually Hermione herself.

    She was strong and gentle, she couldn’t bear to hurt Adele, so even her claws seemed cute.

    One by one, the buttons were undone, revealing Adele’s plain white bra.

    Although it didn’t look seductive, it was actually the most alluring type of underwear.

    When Adele was trying on underwear, she actually thought about buying one or two more… playful styles…

    But later, after comparing them, she found that with her figure, trying to make the underwear look seductive was a bit too much of a stretch.

    So the frustrated Adele chose to go in the completely opposite direction, but perhaps a more effective one.

    That was “pure”!

    The purer, the better.

    The purer, the more seductive!

    Adele realized that she was suitable for the “pure and seductive” style, and Hermione’s current reaction, her eyes almost popping out, clearly proved that Adele’s choice was correct.

    But the girl still pretended to be shy and nervous, asking softly,

    “Hermione… do you not like it?”

    “You suddenly stopped…”

    Adele’s expression was perfect, it would make anyone want to comfort her.

    Hermione was stunned, she didn’t know why Adele would ask this.

    But seeing Adele’s pitiful expression, Hermione’s heart ached, and she instinctively hugged Adele tighter, nuzzling her face against Adele’s hair.

    “No, I…”

    She was about to explain, but Adele, seeing her silence, pouted even more pitifully, her voice soft and muffled against Hermione’s chest.

    “I’m… so sorry… for letting you see… my poor, small breasts…!”

    Hermione suddenly realized that her infatuated gaze had been misinterpreted by Adele as “embarrassed disgust.”

    But how could that be!

    Adele’s small breasts were incredibly cute.

    It was a cuteness that Hermione couldn’t describe, it was like a holy work of art!

    So she hurriedly explained, wanting Adele to know her true feelings no matter what.

    “Adele! N-no, I like them!”

    “I really like them, they’re so beautiful, the one who should feel ashamed… is me!”

    “I was just thinking, how lucky am I to be able to monopolize Adele at this moment?”

    “I even suspect that this is a beautiful dream.”

    “A dream born from my longing for Adele.”

    Adele listened silently, then suddenly opened her mouth and gently bit Hermione’s wrist.

    It didn’t hurt at all, instead, it was a tingling sensation, warm from the girl’s breath.

    “Now… do you still think it’s a dream?”

    The girl looked at Hermione with sparkling eyes.

    “Of course not, this is my dream come true.”

    After saying that, Hermione realized that she couldn’t be so indecisive anymore, giving Adele the opportunity to overthink.

    She mustered her courage and placed her hand on the girl’s plain white bra.

    Naturally, through the soft fabric, she felt the gentle curves of the girl’s breasts.

    The sensation was so wonderful, she couldn’t resist touching them.

    As for Adele, she shyly covered her lips, afraid of making any strange sounds.

    Actually, she was thinking in her heart – “Heehee, successfully caught an SSR Hermione!”

    Well, it was good to let Hermione take advantage of her occasionally, to suffer a small loss herself.

    Otherwise, if Hermione kept giving and she only kept taking…

    Not to mention whether Hermione would mind, Adele herself would feel guilty.

    The two of them were intimate in the spacious underground parking lot for a while.

    Originally, Adele was prepared to let Hermione have her way here.

    But Hermione was surprisingly romantic, she managed to pull herself away from the passion and forced herself to calm down.

    Perhaps she even used magic.

    Powerful magic could indeed affect one’s mind.

    “Let’s save the best for the night.”

    That’s what she said.

    But what Hermione was actually worried about was whether doing it all the way here would be too abrupt for Adele.

    She understood that the gentle Adele would definitely give in to her desires, trying her best to satisfy Hermione, and hiding her own feelings, good or bad, in her heart.

    Adele was such a girl, making people love and cherish her.

    So Hermione, even for her own image, didn’t plan to do it to Adele in the underground parking lot, in the car.

    Adele didn’t know if she saw through Hermione’s thoughts, but she smiled sweetly and gently, snuggling closer to Hermione.

    “Then let’s wait until night… and give myself to Hermione~”

    Hearing the girl’s ambiguous and sincere words, Hermione’s heart melted.

    Ice melts into water.

    Hermione thought that she, who was once a block of ice, had already melted completely because of Adele.

    “Hermione~”

    Adele continued to call out to the silver-haired girl in a coquettish voice.

    “W-what is it?”

    Hermione quickly responded.

    Adele’s gaze shifted, looking shy.

    “It’s nothing, it’s just my clothes and skirt…”

    “Could you help me put them back on, please?”

    Pink steam almost rose from Hermione’s head, she replied hurriedly, blushing,

    “…O-of course!”

    Saying that, she reached out, starting with a certain triangular piece of soft fabric…

    Helping Adele put on her skirt and buttoning her shirt.

    It was so smooth when she took them off.

    She hadn’t expected it to be so difficult to put them back on, it took Hermione a lot of time.

    It was probably because she was nervous.

    And she didn’t want Adele to think that she was taking advantage of her, so Hermione’s movements were very careful.

    Finally, Adele was properly dressed again.

    Hermione opened the car door, got out of the car first, and then, like a loyal knight, helped her little princess out of the car, allowing Adele to land steadily on the ground.

    From the elevator in the underground parking lot directly to the inside of the villa, there were maids waiting outside the elevator, lined up in two rows to welcome them.

    “Welcome home, Miss Hermione, Miss Adele.”

    Adele was a little surprised, this was her first time encountering such a scene.

    But after the surprise, it was sweetness and joy.

    She didn’t expect Hermione to arrange such a welcoming ceremony.

    And the maids addressed her and Hermione equally…

    This should be Hermione’s intention.

    She wanted Adele to know that Adele had already become a member of her family.

    Even more noble than that.

    It should be said that Adele now had the same status as Hermione in this villa, she was the mistress of the house.

    Realizing this, Adele was quite flattered.

    Hermione took it for granted.

    As for her family behind her, they were also helpless about this.

    Their heir not only played the submissive role outside, but also gave that poor girl the status of mistress of the house.

    Which wealthy family could tolerate this?

    But despite saying that, as Adele’s presence in the vampire race continued to rise, her fame growing, and hearing that Princess Dorothy was also interested in this girl…

    Gradually, Hermione’s family gave up on the idea of interfering in their relationship and decided to observe further.

    This “Blood Trial” was a perfect opportunity.

    And like Hermione’s family, there were quite a few vampires who wanted to know more about Adele.

    Adele probably never thought that she, a student who hadn’t even graduated yet, could attract the attention of so many people.

    So this trip to the vampire capital might not be as easy as she had imagined.

    Fortunately, Adele had a “live for the moment” kind of personality.

    And future troubles wouldn’t disappear just because she worried about them.

    If she kept thinking about them, and nothing changed in the end, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

    Adele was always very clear about this.

    So the optimistic girl indulged in Hermione’s love and “forgot all her worries.”

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 236

    Chapter 236: Farewell to First Snow

    Suddenly realizing she was thinking about strange things, Adele tilted her head.

    First Snow, nestled in her arms, also tilted her head cutely.

    The reflection in the screen showed two petite girls tilting their heads simultaneously.

    It was… too cute!

    If a lolicon saw this scene, they would definitely faint from excessive blood loss and happily ascend to heaven.

    Adele and First Snow were indeed petite, Adele was a petite girl.

    First Snow was even smaller, about the size of an elementary school student – but she was a legal loli.

    So when they were stacked together like Russian nesting dolls, it created an incredibly cute scene.

    It was worth mentioning that the game they were playing was a two-player roguelike game that could be played with either a controller or a keyboard.

    The game was about controlling characters with different skills to defeat cute fruit monsters and fruit bosses.

    Adele and First Snow were having a lot of fun, spending their winter break leisurely.

    Adele preferred to use the girl who rode on a shooting robot, because she had two lives!

    One life for the robot, and one for herself. As long as Adele was cowardly enough, she could have infinite lives.

    The specific operation process was to use her skill, get on the robot, and then, after the robot’s life was used up, Adele would transform back into her original form, hide, and wait for the skill’s cooldown.

    Then, the robot would make a grand entrance again!

    This way, as long as Adele was sneaky enough, she would have infinite lives, provided that she could dodge the boss’s barrage of bullets.

    Adele relied on this tactic, constantly fighting alongside First Snow, whose playstyle was aggressive, defeating one cute and soft fruit boss after another, and finally reaching the big boss’s lair.

    As for First Snow, her playstyle was completely different from Adele’s, she liked to play close-range fighters.

    At first, she would often die and had to wait in her soul-floating state for Adele to clear the enemies in front of her before reviving First Snow.

    But later, she became better and better, basically dealing damage that Adele couldn’t even dream of, and she could even retreat safely – after all, close-range fighters had to risk getting close to deal damage, the higher the risk, the higher the damage.

    In short, through the game, Adele gradually came to believe the long-standing saying –

    — A cat’s reaction speed is seven times that of a human!

    First Snow also successfully became Adele’s gaming carry, leading her through levels.

    As for the risk of the principal returning and finding that First Snow had become a game addict because of Adele…

    Adele was currently only focused on playing the game, how could she think about so much!

    And First Snow was a kitten!

    Kittens didn’t need to work or study.

    What was wrong with being a game addict!?

    “No!”

    The intense game continued, and a scream came from the girl.

    It meant that this game was likely to end under the boss’s merciless barrage of bullets.

    Because even though the robot girl Adele controlled had two lives… it wasn’t enough for her to tank the boss’s skills!

    As for the character First Snow was using, a character with a large sword, she only had a sliver of health left, she was in critical condition.

    “It seems that we have to start over, I think it must be because of the weapon.”

    “Yes, it must be!”

    In this game, weapons could be obtained by defeating enemies and opening treasure chests, or by buying them in the shop. And there were many types of weapons, each with interesting skills.

    Adele stubbornly believed that it was the weapon that affected her damage output. If she had the legendary weapon from her previous game, she would definitely be able to…

    Before Adele could finish making excuses, the following scene made her eyes widen.

    On the computer screen, First Snow started dodging the boss’s attacks with her skillful movements, moving like the wind.

    Although she only had a sliver of health left, the boss couldn’t even touch First Snow’s character, not even graze her.

    And First Snow wasn’t just dodging.

    While dodging, she swung her large sword at the boss!

    One after another, sword auras flew towards the boss!

    The boss’s last life bar, 60% health, 40% health, 20%…

    Adele even forgot to breathe, she didn’t dare to move, afraid of affecting First Snow’s operation.

    As for First Snow, the entire cat girl was completely focused on the game, her cute light blue pupils narrowed into slits, not blinking for a long time.

    The boss’s health was almost depleted, only one last hit left…

    One last hit! She swung her sword! Almost at the same moment when the boss launched a fatal attack at First Snow’s character!

    First Snow stole the kill!

    Victory!

    It was hard to describe how excited Adele and First Snow were at that moment.

    Adele hugged First Snow tightly and shouted excitedly,

    “First Snow! You’re my god!”

    First Snow’s face was flushed red, she enjoyed Adele’s affectionate rubbing and hugging, and said shyly,

    “I-it’s nothing, meow, I just thought… since we finally made it this far with Adele…”

    “Wouldn’t it be a waste if we failed, meow?”

    “First Snow… doesn’t want to disappoint Adele, meow!”

    These words almost melted Adele’s heart.

    She could say with certainty that there was no better kitten in the world than First Snow!

    And First Snow wasn’t just a gamer girl.

    If she practiced a little…

    She would be a proper esports genius girl!

    But First Snow didn’t care about esports or anything.

    If she wasn’t playing with Adele, then it was meaningless, meow~

    ………………

    Late at night, First Snow was sleeping soundly beside Adele.

    The little cat girl was exhausted again today, while Adele, on the other hand, was full of energy.

    She had to admit that there were not only “tired oxen” in this world, but also “fields plowed to exhaustion.”

    Adele’s “nourishing yin with yin” witch power was simply too overpowered.

    It solidified her position as the ultimate top.

    Don’t ask why, love is eternal!

    But First Snow was asleep, while Adele, because she was too energetic, couldn’t fall asleep.

    So she started chatting with Hermione on her phone.

    The reason it was Hermione was because she would be hitching a ride with Hermione, going to the vampire capital for the first time to participate in the upcoming “Blood Trial.”

    So it was always good to connect with her in advance.

    Hermione actually wanted to have a video call with Adele.

    But Adele used excuses like “I haven’t washed my face,” “Oh, the internet connection is bad,” “I’m too sleepy to open my eyes, I just want to hear Hermione’s voice,” and so on to avoid it.

    Otherwise, if Hermione knew that she was currently holding a cute cat girl in her arms while chatting with her…

    Hermione would definitely be unhappy.

    Because Adele wasn’t even focusing on their conversation.

    Hermione: …Is the internet connection bad? I understand, I’ll sponsor the academy later and upgrade the network system, especially in your dormitory, Adele.

    Adele: …

    The girl could only say “holy shit.”

    So she had unintentionally done a good deed for the academy?

    When Principal Winona came back, Adele would definitely take credit for this! The academy should at least reward her, right!?

    And she had to say, Hermione’s style…

    It was like a domineering CEO!

    But Adele liked it~

    The two continued chatting about random things.

    It was a conversation between lovers, talking about everything under the sun, it wasn’t boring at all, instead, it made one feel warm.

    Of course, First Snow also made her feel warm.

    A kitten’s body was very warm.

    Hermione: It’s getting late, I won’t disturb your rest, Adele.

    Adele: It’s not a disturbance, although I am a little sleepy…

    Adele: But I feel like I could talk to Hermione all night long.

    The girl’s words shone brightly on Hermione’s phone screen, making her eyes sparkle.

    Even Hermione’s innate coldness seemed to have faded a little, making her look much warmer and gentler.

    The girl who was used to being cold couldn’t say any sweet nothings, she was touched for a long time and could only type,

    Hermione: Good night, my dear Adele.

    Adele: Good night, my dear Hermione~

    The girl also replied in the same format.

    Then they both put down their phones, with similar sweet smiles on their faces, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

    ………………

    Principal Winona finally returned from the magic world at noon on the third day of winter break.

    So First Snow had a place to stay, she wouldn’t be alone, becoming a stray kitten in the academy.

    But even if First Snow became a stray kitten, Adele was sure that she would live a good life.

    Perhaps when Adele returned from the vampire territory, a “Cat Worship Cult” would have emerged in the academy.

    Provided that First Snow wasn’t so arrogant and would be a little friendlier to other students.

    With First Snow’s cuteness and friendliness, she could easily capture anyone’s heart, making them willing to be her food providers.

    But that was just in theory.

    In reality, if First Snow was the kind of kitten who would cuddle with anyone, she wouldn’t be First Snow.

    The only one she was willing to be clingy with was Adele, meow.

    As for Winona, also known as “Xiao Wei” in First Snow’s mouth, their relationship was clearly equal.

    And this “equality” was something First Snow realized during her long time spent with Principal Winona.

    It was the sudden realization one day that this girl wasn’t her slave.

    But Winona didn’t know about this, otherwise, she would definitely blurt out, “What the…”

    “Long time no see, Principal Winona!”

    Adele greeted Principal Winona naturally.

    Winona was gracefully holding her staff, dismounting from her flight, and landing lightly on the green lawn in front of Adele’s dormitory building.

    It was worth mentioning that the principal had probably cast an anti-gravity spell, so her skirt didn’t flip up when she landed.

    This made Adele feel a little disappointed.

    “These two days have indeed felt like years, so it’s not wrong to say ‘long time no see’.”

    Winona’s tone sounded emotional, as if something major had happened in the magic world, something that even a legendary mage like her found tricky.

    She slowly came to Adele and First Snow, and when she noticed how close they were, their hands tightly clasped together, Winona’s lips twitched.

    “Are you ready for the Blood Trial, Adele?”

    But she still started with a normal topic and asked softly.

    “If you’re talking about being ready… I don’t even know what to do, so I guess I’m not ready.”

    “But even if I fail and don’t get any rewards, I don’t really care, so in a sense, yes, I’m ready!”

    It meant that she could accept the worst outcome, she was mentally prepared.

    Winona couldn’t help but shake her head, she actually hoped that Adele could be a little more motivated.

    Otherwise, entrusting First Snow to her… wasn’t this just feeding Adele for free!?

    First Snow just didn’t want to learn magic, otherwise, Winona believed that with a Cat-Bird’s magic talent and long lifespan, her achievements would be no less than Winona’s.

    Sometimes Winona would think that the reason First Snow had developed such a lazy and carefree personality was probably because she had been with her, a “workaholic.”

    That’s right, Winona was self-aware that she was a “workaholic,” otherwise, she wouldn’t have stood out from the highly competitive magic world and become the youngest legendary mage.

    First Snow probably thought that Winona could solve any problem.

    If Winona couldn’t solve it temporarily, she would continue working hard until she could.

    So First Snow didn’t need to work hard, meow.

    After all, she had never heard of a kitten that needed to work hard.

    But it would be different when First Snow followed Adele in the future.

    Adele herself hadn’t fully matured yet, she was a delicate girl who needed to be taken care of.

    By then, First Snow might have to start working hard, start learning magic?

    If that really happened, Winona didn’t know whether to be happy for First Snow or unhappy with Adele.

    “Just do your best, Lady Chen Xi has high hopes for you.”

    Principal Winona said politely, then she came to First Snow’s side.

    Although First Snow knew that she had to leave with Winona, she still looked back at Adele reluctantly.

    Adele reached out and affectionately stroked First Snow’s fluffy cat ears.

    “Be good, I’ll be back soon, after all, I have my cute little First Snow here.”

    “Meow…”

    “Speaking of which, First Snow, is there anything delicious or fun you want? I can buy it for you when I come back~”

    Adele tried to coax First Snow, who was a little sad about their parting, like coaxing a child.

    But First Snow’s following reaction stunned Adele.

    First Snow didn’t say anything, she just took a small step forward and hugged Adele’s waist tightly.

    As if saying, “I don’t want anything else, I just want Adele, meow.”

    While touched, Adele also knew that she shouldn’t be affected by this sadness.

    It was just an ordinary parting, not a life-or-death separation.

    Adele saw her trip to the vampire capital more as a tour, a chance to broaden her horizons.

    So she joked,

    “Are you treating me as something delicious and fun?”

    “You little rascal.”

    “Ahem…!”

    Principal Winona, listening to their exchange, couldn’t help but cough to remind them.

    She really couldn’t stand watching these two flirt.

    “Okay, First Snow, that’s enough.”

    “It’s precisely because of farewells that reunions are meaningful.”

    “Meow…”

    First Snow wasn’t very good at listening to Winona’s teachings, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been such a lazy kitten.

    But at this moment, when she heard Winona’s words, an indescribable feeling took root in her heart.

    She understood Xiao Wei’s words for the first time.

    Perhaps a sign of growing up was understanding and remembering the words that adults used to say.

    First Snow finally waved goodbye to Adele.

    Adele maintained her gentle smile for a long time…

    But the moment First Snow’s figure disappeared in the distance, her smile crumbled, replaced by a melancholic look.

    Actually, without First Snow…

    She also felt lonely.

    But a mature girl should be good at disguising her feelings.

    Only when she was with someone who could accept her completely could she express her feelings without reservation.

    That person was Hermione, who had chosen to accept Adele, not force her, a long time ago.

    In the afternoon, Hermione arrived early at Adele’s dormitory building.

    With a nervous and expectant heart, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

    — “Knock, knock.”

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 235

    Chapter 235: Another Self Within

    “Wake up, lazy dog and lazy cat!”

    Adele stood by the bed, hands on her hips, looking down at the two curled-up figures who showed no signs of affection for each other. The moment Adele left the bed, Celeste and First Snow had retreated to their respective sides, the blanket between them an insurmountable barrier. But with Adele’s return, the “islands” opened their arms, eager to embrace her.

    Though neither had slept enough, Adele’s cheerful wake-up call roused them. They blinked sleepily, their beautiful eyes peering up at Adele through a haze of exhaustion.

    “Master…”

    “Adele, meow…”

    Hearing each other’s voices, Celeste and First Snow snapped to attention, the vestiges of sleep quickly fading. The dog and the cat exchanged a brief glance, a silent acknowledgment of their shared affection for Adele, before politely looking away.

    Adele smiled, pleased by their peaceful coexistence. As far as she was concerned, as long as they weren’t actively fighting, it was a win!

    “Hurry up and get up, the sun’s about to… shine on your tails!” she announced. “I made you pasta, come down and eat before it gets cold.”

    Adele couldn’t reveal Seraph’s existence; it was their unspoken agreement. So she had to take credit for the extra two servings of pasta. It wasn’t to win favor with Celeste and First Snow, their affection for her was already absolute. But small acts of kindness never hurt. Seraph didn’t mind either; she wouldn’t have made the extra portions otherwise. It was a simple way to increase Adele’s standing in the girls’ eyes, which, in turn, would help Adele, the Lust Witch, absorb more power and become Seraph’s ally sooner. After all, with the impending crisis looming, there wasn’t time for Adele to slowly gain strength.

    Celeste and First Snow’s eyes lit up at the mention of breakfast, their faces glowing with gratitude. Adele scratched her cheek, a little embarrassed by the unearned praise. The next moment, two figures pounced on her, hugging her from both sides. Adele couldn’t help but enjoy the attention, though a small part of her felt guilty for taking credit for Seraph’s work. Next time, she vowed, I’ll make breakfast for my doggy and kitty myself! With this thought in mind, the harmonious morning passed quickly.

    Celeste couldn’t stay in Adele’s dormitory forever. As a member of her family, she had to return during the winter break. Despite the humiliation she had endured at their hands—the physical punishments and mental torment—simply for offending Hermione, a true power within the vampire race, Celeste was now free from the shackles of her past. Without Adele’s acceptance and healing, she couldn’t imagine where she would be now. Perhaps she would have already succumbed to despair, her life a spiral of self-destructive choices.

    But now, she no longer hated Hermione as she once had. Though she still disliked her cold demeanor and aloofness, Hermione, like Celeste herself, loved their master, Adele. And Adele… didn’t seem to dislike Hermione, perhaps even harboring some affection. This realization alone was enough for Celeste to put aside her personal feelings and focus on what was best for her master. As long as she prioritized Adele’s happiness, all other conflicts seemed insignificant.

    In fact, looking at Hermione objectively, Celeste had to admit that she was a remarkable girl, far superior to Celeste in every way—family background, bloodline, power, and mastery of magic. There was no room for argument; the comparison was stark. Both Celeste and Hermione were elemental vampires, but Hermione commanded the superior ice element, while Celeste could only wield ordinary fire. Hermione’s usefulness to Adele far outweighed Celeste’s. So what reason did Celeste have to hate or resent her?

    Suppressing her feelings of inadequacy, Celeste resolved to coexist peacefully with Hermione. She now understood her family’s overreaction; they had simply hoped she could earn Hermione’s forgiveness and avoid bringing disaster upon their house. So she chose to forgive her family and dedicate herself to its prosperity, to one day rule it and offer its resources to her master, Adele.

    They’re so filial, it’s killing me, Adele thought. So in the end… they were still thinking about her!

    As expected of Celeste, with her “doggy” attributes… her loyalty to her master was truly unmatched.

    Other girls might also love Adele deeply…

    But to be like Celeste, putting Adele at the center of everything…

    It wasn’t so easy to achieve.

    After breakfast, Celeste bid Adele farewell.

    Adele gave her loyal dog a deep kiss.

    Celeste’s lips were soft, her saliva sweet.

    Adele almost couldn’t bear to let her go.

    Speaking of which, dogs should be kept on a leash, by their master’s side… right?

    Adele was startled by her own dark thoughts.

    But Celeste, only concerned about her master’s startled expression, asked with concern,

    “What’s wrong, Master?”

    “N-nothing. Next time we meet, it will be in the vampire capital, right, Celeste?”

    “Yes, I’ll be going with my family to the vampire capital, to wait for the Blood Trial to begin. Of course, there will be many other troublesome things, I won’t bore you with the details.”

    Generally speaking, vampire nobles would take supplementary lessons during winter and summer breaks in the vampire capital.

    Yes, it wasn’t just humans who were competitive.

    Vampires were also very competitive.

    Even with the Sequence hierarchy, which meant that low-ranking vampires could hardly challenge high-ranking ones…

    It didn’t prevent Sequence Twos from competing among themselves, Sequence Threes competing among themselves, and so on.

    Only low-ranking vampires like Adele might not have such worries.

    Actually, if anyone told the current Adele that they hoped she would take supplementary lessons during the winter break and study magic…

    She would definitely think they were crazy!

    Although Adele did want to become stronger…

    It had to be based on her own free will.

    And Adele was now smugly convinced that she had found a more effective way to become stronger than taking supplementary lessons.

    That was sex!

    Praise Slaanesh!

    But if Adele kept relying on sex to gain magic power and grow stronger, it would be easy for her to fall into the predicament of lacking practical experience.

    It was the legendary “chuunibyou” (CJ.B).

    It seemed like she was very strong, and others also rumored that she was very strong.

    But once she entered the battlefield, everyone would be dumbfounded.

    Adele had to realize this sooner rather than later, she couldn’t be blindly arrogant.

    The girl finally bid farewell to Celeste reluctantly downstairs in her dormitory.

    It was worth mentioning that a cat head was peeking out from the windowsill on the first floor, looking at Celeste’s receding figure with a complex expression until she finally disappeared into the distance.

    It was naturally Principal Winona’s best friend, the adorable Cat-Bird, First Snow.

    Last night had opened a new world for the little kitten.

    Or rather, it had also opened a new world for Adele.

    Although Adele had many “wings,” she was still quite conservative and pure at heart (shh).

    Cuddling with a girl alone, fully experiencing each other, was the dating method she was familiar with and proficient in.

    As for threesomes, or even more…

    That was… too stimulating.

    But fortunately, Adele had the overpowered ability of her witch form.

    This allowed her to perfectly handle being served by two, or even more, people.

    In this regard, Adele had to thank Seraph for turning her into a Lust Witch.

    Sister Angel, as expected of Sister Angel!

    Anyway, in the end, Adele, Celeste, and First Snow had a fulfilling night.

    Adele withdrew her gaze and looked at First Snow, the cat at the window.

    She smiled affectionately, and First Snow spread her wings, flying over lightly and obediently, landing steadily on Adele’s shoulder, and then started gently grooming Adele’s hair with her soft, barbed tongue.

    In cat behavior, this represented intimacy and care between members of the same kind.

    “Wah, silly girl, humans don’t need to lick their fur!”

    Although Adele was actually a mixed-blood human and vampire, she was used to referring to herself as human in her daily speech.

    Hearing this, First Snow stopped licking Adele’s hair with a “meow.”

    And she raised her paw shyly and “washed” her face.

    “What are your plans, little silly cat?” Adele asked.

    “Meow meow meow! Meow meow!”

    First Snow directly communicated with Adele in cat language.

    She wasn’t worried about Adele not understanding cat language at all.

    Fortunately, Adele had spent a lot of time with First Snow and could easily understand what she meant from the tone of her meows.

    “You mean… you’ll stay with me until Principal Winona comes back?”

    “And… you want to play games with me?”

    “Meow!”

    First Snow meowed happily.

    It was a “bingo!”

    A perfect answer.

    But Adele deliberately teased First Snow.

    She suddenly put on a serious expression.

    “Hmph, you lazy kitten!”

    “A kitten like you…”

    “Meow!?” First Snow’s ears twitched, she didn’t understand why she was being punished.

    Clearly, she had already taken Adele’s unfinished words as a punishment.

    But in reality~

    “A kitten like you… must be hugged, petted, cuddled, touched, and eaten by me, meow!”

    “Let’s go, let’s go play games!”

    Saying that, Adele scooped First Snow from her shoulder into her arms and rushed back to the bedroom on the second floor like a whirlwind.

    Along the way, First Snow’s meows were excited and cheerful.

    Adele’s winter break schedule wasn’t that tight.

    She could comfortably spend a day at home with First Snow.

    But tomorrow, she should probably go to Hermione’s house as invited and prepare for their trip to the vampire capital.

    Clearly, Adele didn’t have the ability to enter the vampire capital alone.

    She didn’t belong there, in layman’s terms – she didn’t have a residence permit, a lowly outsider!

    Actually, Adele might not even be considered an outsider, she had lived in human cities since birth and had been attending human schools.

    It wasn’t until she was recommended to Cromwell Academy that Adele truly unveiled a corner of this mysterious world and embraced her identity as a half-vampire.

    It was worth mentioning that all of this was orchestrated by her elusive parents.

    How could a Sequence Five vampire, whose one parent was even an ordinary human, have the power to get Adele into Cromwell Academy with just a recommendation letter?

    This was probably the biggest mystery.

    It was just that Adele had never tried to explore it, so it had always been ignored.

    It was also worth mentioning that Adele had almost no memories of her parents!

    And did she even have a father…?

    In her memory, it seemed that in the distant past, when she was very young, two distinct female voices would gently lull her to sleep.

    Little Adele was so sleepy that she couldn’t open her eyes.

    Slowly, she fell into a deep sleep, accompanied by those two different but equally gentle female voices.

    — These weren’t just the original Adele’s memories, but also memories that appeared in Adele’s dreams one night.

    So she knew.

    Thinking about it from this perspective, no matter how she looked at it, Adele’s identity couldn’t be ordinary.

    Perhaps there was another self hidden within her body.

    And this other self would give her omnipotent power at the cost of her life.

    Using a quarter of her life to achieve everything…

    Whoa, what a chuunibyou scenario!

    But Adele liked it.

    But if she continued to think about it from this perspective…

    A chilling truth was placed before her.

    That was, the other self sleeping within her body…

    …wasn’t it the original protagonist of the book, “Adele”?

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 234

    Chapter 234: Giving Warmth to the Angel

    The next morning, dawn broke, the faint light filtering through the window and painting the floor of Adele’s room with a delicate frost. Adele woke, shivering slightly in the cool air, thinking the temperature must have dropped overnight, allowing the chill to seep into her room. She instinctively snuggled deeper into the warmth beside her, causing both Celeste and First Snow, still lost in sleep, to instinctively tighten their hold on her. Despite their exhaustion, their embrace radiated a comforting warmth that seeped into Adele’s heart. She smiled, content to linger in this cozy haven for a few more minutes.

    It was early, even for a holiday. Waking before nine on a day off was practically sacrilege. Adele had only managed six or seven hours of sleep after the previous night’s… activities. Not even a full eight hours. Beside her, Celeste and First Snow, one human, one cat-girl, looked far more exhausted, their faces pale with fatigue. The exertions of the previous night had taken their toll. Adele, however, as the Lust Witch, felt invigorated, her energy replenished by the absorbed essence of lust. She was, in a sense, a living embodiment of the phrase “the more you give, the more you get.” The more she indulged, the stronger she became. From this perspective, not having a harem would be a waste of her abilities.

    This was way more useful than the Revenge Witch’s power, Adele mused. She was starting to suspect that becoming the Lust Witch was the right path for her, a fortunate accident of fate. The author… the author knows nothing about writing!

    While Adele felt energized, Celeste and First Snow were clearly exhausted. They had fallen asleep in Adele’s arms, clinging to her for comfort. Adele, unable to resist their adorable exhaustion, succumbed to sleep once more. It had been a memorable night, deepening her bond with Celeste and ushering First Snow into a new stage of maturity. And Adele herself felt stronger than ever, the absorbed energy coursing through her veins. If she had previously considered herself on par with Celeste, a Sequence Two, now she felt confident enough to challenge even a Sequence One. As a Sequence Five, a mixed-blood human and vampire, the weakest of her kind, Adele now possessed the confidence to rival even the most talented Sequence Ones. It was a miracle only a witch could achieve.

    Of course, this only applied to ordinary Sequence Ones. She still doubted she could defeat the truly gifted ones. After all, strength came gradually, not in leaps and bounds. Adele was content with her current progress. She smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the quiet of the morning, drifting back to sleep for a few more minutes.

    When she finally woke, restless and unable to sleep any longer, she carefully extracted herself from Celeste and First Snow’s embrace and tiptoed downstairs, intending to prepare breakfast for the three of them. They stirred slightly as she moved, their arms tightening around her, their faces creased with a sleepy pout. But Adele whispered a promise of breakfast into their ears, and they relaxed their hold, allowing her to escape. People were surprisingly susceptible to suggestion while asleep, provided they trusted the speaker implicitly. Otherwise, how would those hypnosis doujinshi… ahem! What doujinshi? Adele knew nothing about those!

    She padded down the stairs to the kitchen. Breakfast was usually a simple affair, so Adele rarely ordered takeout. But lunch and dinner were different; she didn’t enjoy the greasy mess of cooking. More importantly – she hated doing dishes! The student dormitory didn’t have a dishwasher, so cooking meant cleaning up afterward, a significant detractor from the joy of life. After all, it wasn’t like she had a white-haired, three-no angel constantly at her beck and call, taking care of everything… or was it?

    As Adele reached the kitchen door, the sight before her made her freeze. Then, a delighted gasp escaped her lips.

    “Seraph!”

    “…”

    Through the kitchen door, she could clearly see the white-haired angel Seraph, wearing an apron, preparing breakfast.

    Seraph seemed so focused on her task that she didn’t initially notice Adele’s presence, tilting her head slightly in a cute display of concentration.

    Her confusion was genuine, but not because she hadn’t noticed Adele.

    On the contrary, within this house, nothing escaped her ethereal senses. She had observed Adele, Celeste, and First Snow’s every move throughout the night, storing the data away for… research purposes. Definitely not for any… other reason.

    As for why Seraph was in the kitchen preparing breakfast at dawn…

    It could only be explained as an angel’s whim.

    Adele wasn’t the type to overthink things. Wanting to hug Seraph, she pushed open the kitchen door and embraced the angel.

    The petite angel, caught off guard by the sudden embrace, froze, unsure how to react.

    “…”

    Seraph had never been comfortable with Adele’s enthusiasm.

    However, she never showed it, and she never refused.

    Or rather, it wasn’t that she wasn’t comfortable, she just didn’t know how to respond.

    She could be a perfect toy, not resisting, not afraid of pain, not crying or making a fuss.

    But she was at a loss when it came to the care and affection Adele showered her with.

    Because in the programming given to her and her sisters by the Lord, the option of “love” didn’t exist.

    Not to mention reciprocating love, even the initiative to love didn’t exist.

    It shouldn’t… exist.

    But the scene of her former sisters falling and becoming fallen angels was still vivid in Seraph’s mind.

    They defied the Lord’s programming, being loved and loving on their own accord.

    Therefore, they fell.

    So did this mean that angels, when created, actually had the ability to “love and be loved”?

    It was just that once they awakened this ability…

    They would inevitably fall, eventually becoming fallen angels.

    Of course, this wasn’t to say that learning to love and be loved would automatically turn one into a fallen angel.

    Seraph’s sisters, like the woman now known as “Cha Keke,” they became fallen angels after experiencing many things in the distant mythical era, it was a gradual process.

    Seraph hadn’t experienced such heart-wrenching pain. If it was just liking someone…

    She wouldn’t necessarily become a fallen angel.

    Seraph didn’t seem to realize…

    That her own heart had already begun to waver because of her daily intimacy with Adele.

    She just put aside her thoughts, shook her head, and said calmly to Adele, who was still clinging to her,

    “Please wait until I’ve finished making these three servings of pasta.”

    “I can’t do it while you’re holding me like this.”

    “Three servings? What about you, Seraph?”

    Adele keenly noticed the key point.

    Seraph was a little surprised that Adele would think of this.

    But after thinking about it carefully, it shouldn’t be surprising that Adele would care about her.

    Because Adele… was a very gentle girl.

    “I don’t need to eat or excrete, I’m just a doll.”

    “Eh… I don’t agree with that!”

    Adele started to act like a spoiled child, pouting her alluring lips.

    “…”

    Seraph was silent again, because she was easily rendered speechless by Adele’s words.

    And what surprised her even more was…

    That when she looked at Adele’s soft, pursed lips…

    A sudden, inexplicable curiosity arose in her heart.

    She wanted to know…

    What it would taste like if she suddenly kissed them.

    And how would Adele react?

    Seraph, realizing her strange thoughts, froze, her eyes glazing over.

    Because she wanted to find the reason for these thoughts, but she couldn’t.

    So she just froze there, like a computer crashing.

    Adele was a little worried about her state and hurriedly let go of the girl’s waist.

    “S-Seraph?”

    After a while, Seraph recovered and said calmly,

    “…I’m fine.”

    “I just encountered something that you might call a bug in this era.”

    “My functions can’t explain it.”

    “Eh!?”

    So you really are an artificial life form, Seraph!

    You’re showing your true colors now, aren’t you!?

    Every angel is actually a gynoid!?

    Strange thoughts like these popped into Adele’s head.

    Fortunately, Seraph couldn’t read her mind.

    She just went back to her original plan, continuing to prepare pasta for Adele, Celeste, and First Snow.

    Soon, she prepared three servings of breakfast and brought them to the dining table, steaming hot and looking delicious.

    It seemed that she was determined to only make breakfast for Adele, Celeste, and First Snow, ignoring herself.

    Noticing this, Adele’s expression showed a hint of displeasure.

    Seraph was at a loss.

    To be honest, she really wanted to comfort Adele, who was throwing a tantrum.

    But her true spirit, her angelic self outside this body, was confused – why did she have such feelings?

    Torn between these two conflicting feelings, Seraph could do nothing but freeze.

    But unexpectedly, at this moment, Adele suddenly stood up from her seat angrily and strode towards the kitchen.

    About five minutes later, she came to the angel with a sandwich she had made herself, a proud look on her face.

    The girl handed the sandwich to the angel, and as Seraph stared at her dumbfounded, Adele said in a textbook tsundere tone,

    “I-it’s not like I made this specially for you or anything!”

    “The lettuce at home is about to expire, yeah, that’s it!”

    Even though her “tsundere” act was a bit too deliberate…

    It didn’t diminish Adele’s affection, like a gentle drizzle, falling on Seraph’s “heart,” which shouldn’t even exist.

    It made her feel, for the first time, the warmth of being cared for and loved.

    “…”

    The angel, as always, remained silent, not knowing how to respond.

    But Adele didn’t need any response or reward, as long as she could convey her feelings to Seraph’s heart, she would be content.

    Adele didn’t stare at Seraph, waiting for her to eat. After doing all this, she came to her own pasta, sniffed it curiously, and then showed a greedy expression.

    It had to be said that Seraph’s cooking skills were really good!

    Although it lacked soul, it was more like a dish made by a machine, with ingredients measured to the gram and cooking time precise to the millisecond, the seasonings neither too much nor too little, and the order absolutely perfect.

    But machine-made food was inherently delicious.

    If it was made by a human chef, Adele would worry about finding a hair in it.

    As for Seraph, she seemed to have realized something while silently staring at the lettuce and jam sandwich in her hand.

    Perhaps Adele didn’t need her thanks.

    But if she savored Adele’s kindness, Adele would probably be happy.

    So even though Seraph’s body didn’t need to eat, only needing magic power to sustain itself…

    Seraph’s ethereal will still made her body, which was created for Adele, eat the sandwich, bite by bite, until it was all gone.

    Not even a single lettuce leaf was left.

    After doing all this, Seraph said politely,

    “Thank you for the meal, Adele.”

    Adele’s eyes lit up, she looked genuinely happy.

    What an easy-to-understand girl, her purity was surprising.

    But most of the time, Adele was actually a cunning girl.

    “How did it taste!?”

    Adele seemed to care about Seraph’s evaluation.

    She thought that no one would want the dish they personally made to not be appreciated.

    Oh no, except for Seraph.

    This girl simply thought that she should cook for Adele, and it could also kill some time, she probably didn’t have those kinds of emotions.

    Angels didn’t need praise from humans.

    What they needed was probably the approval of the “Lord.”

    Then what about fallen angels?

    They didn’t even expect the “Lord’s” approval, then what were they expecting?

    Adele didn’t think that much, she just stared at Seraph curiously, waiting for her answer.

    “…It was amazing.”

    She originally thought that a “not bad” would already be a high praise from Seraph, given that she was trying to be considerate of Adele’s feelings.

    But she unexpectedly received an “amazing” evaluation, which made Adele’s eyes sparkle like stars.

    Seraph suddenly felt… if she had to use human language to describe it, it would be “embarrassed.”

    But just the emergence of such an emotion was enough to surprise Seraph.

    Especially under Adele’s gaze, she could even clearly feel this emotion intensifying.

    Just facing this feeling of embarrassment was already overwhelming for her.

    Not to mention having to face the cute Adele directly.

    To prevent her body from overheating, and also worried about showing her embarrassment in front of Adele, Seraph didn’t make any excuses and simply disappeared before Adele even turned around.

    “…”

    Adele looked slightly disappointed.

    But Seraph’s actions were within her expectations.

    Because this angel was always a whimsical being, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

    Adele had long been used to it.

    As for the possibility that Seraph might have “run away because of embarrassment,” Adele didn’t even think about it.

    After all, in her impression, angels were a strange race that seemed to lack emotions.

    It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say they were like machines.

    After all, one definition of a machine was a tool created by humans to execute certain programs and save labor.

    If angels were also beings created by the “Lord” to achieve a certain goal…

    Then calling them “machines” didn’t seem to be a problem.

    But even if Seraph was an emotionless machine…

    Occasionally… Adele still wanted to do something for her.

    She wanted Seraph to feel human emotions.

    And the warmth that reached the heart.

  • The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies 233

    Chapter 233: A Night for Three

    That kind of thing, no way!

    But despite saying that, reality wouldn’t change according to Adele’s wishes.

    First Snow’s courage wasn’t so easily extinguished.

    So, the next moment, First Snow, who had been sitting on the bed, suddenly got on all fours, her petite butt raised high, her paws clenched, and her fluffy ears flattened back, forming distinct arches.

    Those were a cat’s “airplane ears.”

    It was a look cats usually showed when they were frightened or entered “hunting mode.”

    First Snow was naturally not frightened, it was Adele who was surprised.

    Therefore, the only possibility for First Snow to show her airplane ears…

    Was that… she had entered “hunting mode”!

    And the target of her hunt was undoubtedly Adele herself!

    “Meow!”

    In her panic, Adele even meowed.

    First Snow also responded with a “Meow meow meow!”, expressing her firm attitude.

    Celeste couldn’t understand what these two were suddenly meowing about.

    Actually, Adele couldn’t understand either, but she vaguely sensed…

    That First Snow meant – Let me see!

    Adele: If I had known that transforming into a beautiful vampire girl would also lead to being raped… and by a cat girl at that!

    Although it wasn’t a bad thing no matter how she thought about it…

    Adele still felt a little awkward in her heart.

    It was a mixed feeling, seeing the little one she had personally raised turn around and attack her.

    But at this point, words couldn’t stop First Snow.

    After a moment, she acted, pushing Adele down with lightning speed and kissing her deeply.

    “…Ugh.”

    Besides a whimper, Adele couldn’t make any other sound.

    But soon, her feelings changed from panic to amusement because of First Snow’s clumsy kissing skills.

    Adele probably hadn’t expected that First Snow, who had been intimate with her so many times, would still be as inexperienced as before.

    But thinking back, First Snow had always been in a passive position, her body expressing her submission to Adele.

    In this situation, besides enjoying the pleasure Adele brought her, First Snow couldn’t learn anything else.

    Realizing that her kiss hadn’t captivated Adele, First Snow became dejected.

    The girl moved her lips away, pursing them tightly.

    Her fluffy ears drooped, and her tail also lowered, losing its energy.

    Adele couldn’t stand this pitiful look.

    Although she was the one being “bullied” at the moment, it didn’t affect her desire to care for and protect First Snow.

    Therefore, the next moment, under First Snow’s surprised gaze, she kissed the little cat girl’s lips again.

    But her position remained unchanged, she was still on the bottom.

    Her kisses were gradual, not starting with intense passion.

    First Snow gradually realized something, and her light blue, crystal-like eyes lit up.

    Adele… was trying to teach her!

    She was the one who had made a mistake, but Adele didn’t get angry, instead, she gently comforted the dejected First Snow and even taught her in return.

    First Snow didn’t know how to describe her feelings at this moment.

    But there was one thought that she wanted to convey through her mind and soul.

    — Adele is the best, meow!

    Adele was also helpless, she spoiled First Snow, after all.

    Teaching the apprentice to surpass the master…

    First Snow was a quick learner, and with Adele gradually giving up the initiative, letting First Snow try to take the lead…

    First Snow did very well, her nimble little tongue soon made Adele breathless.

    The girl and the cat girl created a beautiful scene in their mutual desire.

    Poor Celeste could only watch from the side. If she hadn’t tightly gripped her right wrist with her left hand, preventing it from moving…

    She would have been in a very embarrassing state.

    The girl’s lips were parted, like someone dying of thirst gazing at a clear spring but unable to drink.

    At the same time, it felt like thousands of fire ants were crawling all over Celeste’s body, itchy and burning.

    Adele wasn’t completely consumed by First Snow’s clumsy imitation, she noticed Celeste beside her.

    She noticed this poor and loyal puppy.

    First Snow had the courage to be insubordinate, to release her desires, but Celeste was afraid of making mistakes.

    So while First Snow was tasting the crimson “fruit” she craved…

    Celeste could only swallow her saliva, her eyes full of longing.

    Adele believed that if she just ignored Celeste like this, even after she and First Snow finished their pleasurable experience…

    Celeste would still stay there, even if she felt an immense sense of frustration and sadness.

    But Adele wasn’t that heartless.

    Celeste hadn’t done anything wrong to deserve this kind of treatment from Adele.

    Sigh…

    Adele sighed softly.

    She suddenly realized that the bottom line, indeed, kept getting lower the more you crossed it.

    So she winked at Celeste, her eyes conveying her care and permission.

    At first, Celeste didn’t understand what her master meant.

    Or rather, she was too surprised and couldn’t believe it.

    But as Adele gazed at her intently again, a hint of a pout in her eyes…

    Celeste finally realized what kind of sacrifice her master was making for her.

    This moved the girl deeply, and Celeste no longer hesitated, crawling towards Adele’s body.

    But this silly Celeste seemed a little too bold.

    She noticed that her master Adele’s lips were already occupied by First Snow.

    Then, the only part left for her, the part she should serve the most…

    Was…

    “…!”

    Adele’s eyes widened, a hint of lust in them.

    Because she suddenly felt something move under her skirt.

    This made Adele involuntarily clench her legs, also tightening her grip on Celeste’s neck.

    But First Snow’s increasingly skillful kisses made her body go limp.

    So, between this tightening and loosening, there was nothing stopping Celeste.

    Her love for Adele was deep, even to the point of losing herself.

    So she purely followed her heart and served the girl, slowly opening her lips and taking the pure white, delicate softness before her into her mouth.

    Adele’s body trembled violently, her back arching, and her legs losing all their strength.

    But her lips were occupied by First Snow, she couldn’t make any discernible sound.

    “Ah… mmm…”

    She should have stopped them.

    But under this two-pronged attack…

    She gradually lost the strength to resist.

    Her mind and body were filled with only the instinct to enjoy.

    Perhaps if she completely let go, letting her consciousness drift, she could reach a paradise of pleasure?

    “…Hmph.”

    As if!

    Adele wouldn’t just submit to the “service” of these two girls.

    She was the dominant one!

    Calling them two “girls” wasn’t a problem.

    First Snow, although she had a long lifespan, judging from her mental age, she was a girl who had just begun to experience love, indeed a young girl.

    As for Celeste, she was a “girl” in a biological sense.

    Because of her dazzling, long golden hair that made Adele’s legs tingle.

    Unconsciously, pink wings and a tail grew from Adele’s body.

    Adele’s witch form.

    And as the Lust Witch, how could Adele lose to or submit to others in this matter!

    The most direct experience of entering her witch form was that Adele felt that she could control her lust.

    After all, she was the witch who controlled the source of lust.

    This meant that if Adele wanted to immerse herself in the pleasure, she would be completely immersed.

    But if she didn’t want to, she could also temporarily detach herself from the pleasure and view the scene from a higher, more detached perspective.

    This was the power Adele was using at this moment.

    She brought herself back to her normal state from her daze.

    Although she couldn’t completely regain control, she could at least give her body some strength to resist.

    So the next moment, feeling that her body was no longer limp, Adele reached out and touched First Snow’s sensitive tail base.

    “Meow!!!”

    First Snow was so startled by this sudden stimulation that she let go of Adele’s lips and jumped up, sitting on the bed with her legs tucked under her, her cheeks flushed, her hands shyly covering her butt.

    Adele was freed and started to breathe deeply.

    She would lecture First Snow later. Now, she had to teach the… disobedient puppy a lesson!

    Celeste was still unaware of the impending crisis, she was immersed in serving Adele’s… with her soft lips and tongue…

    To be honest, her technique was really good…

    Even Adele, in her witch form, almost lost herself in it.

    Fortunately, she held back in the end and lifted a leg, her smooth, jade-like foot stepping ruthlessly on Celeste’s face.

    Celeste fell back, gasping for air, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling in a daze.

    And then, her master, Adele, appeared before her, looking down at her.

    “You… little rascal!”

    Although it was an angry scolding, it sounded more like coquettish banter between lovers.

    And in Celeste’s eyes, her “angry” master was so cute.

    It made her want to offer her heart, even her soul.

    “Master… I love you,” Celeste murmured in her daze.

    Although her voice was soft, it carried the weight of her entire soul and her promise.

    I love you, it wasn’t just sweet nothings, a state of being, but a promise, a promise to be kept with her life.

    Adele, as the Lust Witch, should be the one who felt this touching emotion the most clearly.

    There wasn’t even a trace of lust mixed in it, it had nothing to do with the physical body, but with the mind and soul.

    Adele’s eyes suddenly turned red.

    But she still maintained an “angry” expression on the surface.

    “…Since you like it so much…”

    Adele bit her lip, suddenly reached out, ripped off a piece of soft fabric from under her skirt, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it aside.

    Then, holding her skirt, she came to Celeste.

    Even as the Lust Witch, Adele was still very shy. It took her a long time before she finally knelt down in a girlish posture.

    Of course, the place she sat on… was Celeste’s lips.

    Celeste was confused at first.

    She was completely dumbfounded.

    But then, her lips and tongue, as if having a mind of their own, started their ministrations, sometimes gentle, sometimes forceful.

    It made Adele cover her mouth, afraid of making any sound.

    At the same time, she exclaimed in her heart – Why are you so skilled!?

    As for First Snow, she watched this scene, which was too advanced for her, from the perspective of an innocent little girl, her face flushed crimson.

    It was foreseeable that after this threesome night ended…

    First Snow would become a more mature girl in a certain aspect, meow!

    But other than that, she was still that pure, soft, and cute kitten.