Chapter 107: Little bunny, be a good girl and open the door

Something wasn’t right.

Not at all.

Rosvitha felt a bit numb.

They had started at seven in the evening.

But now it was past one in the morning, and there was no sign of Leon slowing down.

Rosvitha tried to analyze the reason for his excitement.

Firstly, let’s not talk about the half-month of conserving energy. This guy’s recovery speed was nothing like a normal person’s.

What others might take two or three months to recover from, he was almost there in just over a week.

That’s why Rosvitha strictly enforced the “three days and one night” rule before. After all, if she wasn’t careful, he would quietly develop and slip out of her control—just like now.

Secondly, the bunny girl costume plus the black stockings equaled double critical hits and the “growing stronger with each battle” buff.

The two things that had hit him hard were now combined into Rosvitha’s body. There might not be such an opportunity in the future, so that’s why he was going all out tonight.

Finally, there’s our old friend, the dragon tattoo. Every time, it plays a role far beyond what Rosvitha initially expected.

After who knows how many rounds of intense battle, Rosvitha collapsed exhaustedly on the bed. Her head was dizzy, limbs sore, and she desperately wanted to sleep. Even her enormous dragon body couldn’t withstand such exertion. She needed rest, she needed rest!

However, before she could lie down for even five minutes, Leon gently caught hold of her tail. This was the prelude to the next round of battle.

Rosvitha’s tail tip twitched reflexively, but her exhausted dragon body had no strength left to continue the struggle.

“Can we… Can we do it tomorrow?” Rosvitha pleaded.

“No, what needs to be done today must be done today. Have you forgotten the teacher’s usual words?” Leon replied.

Rosvitha rolled her eyes speechlessly—she had rolled her eyes many times tonight, not all due to being speechless—and said, “But it’s already past midnight. From last night at seven until now, it’s already beyond the scope of ‘today’s tasks for today,’ isn’t it?”

“Wrong, Miss Melkvi. It seems I’ll need to give you some extra math lessons when I have time,” Leon said.

Leon once again spoke seriously, “What needs to be done today must be done today. This so-called ‘today’ starts from the moment this statement is made. In other words, from last night at seven until tonight at seven is considered ‘today.'”

Just hearing these words made Rosvitha curl up her tail directly. “Y-you don’t really mean to continue until tonight at seven, do you? Please tell me you’re not serious.”

“Of course not,” Leon replied.

Rosvitha breathed a sigh of relief internally. However, Leon’s following statement made her heart sink slightly.

“I will give you time to eat.”

Rosvitha: ?

Rosvitha felt a bit overwhelmed. Only one mealtime? Am I some kind of water resource with infinite regeneration? Is this how you treat me?

Seeing the expression on Rosvitha’s face, Leon added, “What’s wrong, Miss Melkvi? Aren’t you satisfied with the breaks the teacher gives you?”

Rosvitha turned her head away. “I’m satisfied, teacher. I’m very satisfied. At least you still give me time to eat.”

“Ah, your words really hurt the teacher’s heart,” Leon pretended to be distressed. “How about this, I’ll give you another half an hour to spend time with Muen. How does that sound?”

Rosvitha clenched her teeth tightly. “Th-thank you, teacher.”

“Don’t mention it. If you really want to thank the teacher, then listen to the teacher’s lessons attentively, understand?”

Speechless, Rosvitha nodded.

Leon glanced at the clock. It was indeed very late. Continuing like this might actually disrupt his body’s recovery rhythm.

Even though he had rested for half a month, Leon couldn’t squander all his energy at once, or it would give this mother dragon a chance to counterattack.

What was that phrase again? Ah yes, “slow and steady wins the race.”

He gently patted Rosvitha’s blushing face and then got up from the bed, putting on his clothes.

“That’s it for today’s lesson. Miss Melkvi, you did very well. We’ll continue when we have time.”

Rosvitha grabbed the blanket and covered herself, her jade-like fingers pinching the corner of the blanket as she watched Leon’s figure walking away, her eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

“You dog of a man, just you wait!”

…

The next evening, Rosvitha finished her work early and returned to her room. Standing on the balcony, she looked towards the backyard where Leon was playing games with Muen. He probably wouldn’t be back for a while.

“A perfect opportunity.”

The Silver Dragon Queen turned around, quickly heading to Leon’s room. Once inside, she headed straight for the bedroom.

The first target was the pillow. Rosvitha tore open Leon’s pillow and reached inside, searching left and right, but found nothing.

Next was the bedsheet. She lifted it up and searched underneath, but still couldn’t find the backup bunny girl photos Leon had hidden.

After rummaging around for a while, Rosvitha put the blanket and pillow back in place.

She furrowed her brows, hands on her waist, surveying Leon’s room. “Where could he have hidden them…”

It seemed that the only way to completely end Leon’s winning streak was to find the backup photos that he had hidden.

And Leon must know that those backups were the key to his immunity, so he would definitely hide them in a very secretive place, one that Rosvitha wouldn’t easily discover.

At this point, the goals of the couple were clear:

Leon: Hide the photos to maintain control.

Rosvitha: Find the photos to regain control.

When will this cycle of grievances end? It’s all nonsense!

Only by holding absolute control can one protect their position in the family!

“A prisoner of war can’t turn the tide! What a joke!”

Muttering to herself, the queen continued to search the room. She looked through the vase, the desk, under the bed, and the balcony, but there was not a shadow of a photo to be found.

After bustling around for a while, Rosvitha couldn’t help but start to ponder, “Could this guy be deceiving me… Maybe there are no backup photos at all?”

But she quickly dismissed the thought. If there were no backup photos, Leon wouldn’t be so arrogant. Since she couldn’t find them after searching his room, Rosvitha had no choice but to try looking elsewhere.

As she stepped towards the door, she heard a faint sound from the lock.

“Oh no!”

Leon was back.

She couldn’t let him catch her in his room; he’d figure out she was searching for the photos in a heartbeat!

Rosvitha instinctively took a half step back, looking around for a place to hide. In desperation, she darted into the nearest bathroom.

Pressing against the bathroom door, Rosvitha listened carefully to the sounds outside. “Muen, Dad has something to do tonight, so I won’t play with you anymore. Go to bed early, okay?”

“Alright, goodnight, Dad.”

“Goodnight.”

Well, Leon, you’ve arranged everything for me so transparently, even your daughter’s bedtime routine.

“Click” – the sound of the door closing.

At this moment, Rosvitha was just one wall away from Leon. It was still early after dinner, so he shouldn’t come to the bathroom to shower, right?

Rosvitha’s assumption was reasonable. Normally, Leon wouldn’t immediately take a shower upon returning home, giving her a chance to slip away later.

However…

She overlooked an important factor—

Dragon Slayers have a natural sensitivity to dragons!

As soon as Leon closed the door, he caught a faint, yet familiar scent.

It was… Rosvitha’s fragrance.

However, he didn’t pay too much attention. After all, it was normal for Rosvitha’s scent to linger since she often came in and out of his room.

Leon took off his shoes in the hallway and entered the house. But as he stood in the living room, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The pillows, blankets, sofa cushions, and various other decorations… Everything seemed to be arranged in an orderly manner.

So tidy that it didn’t look like his room anymore.

After a brief contemplation, Leon understood what was going on.

“So, I couldn’t resist coming to look for the photos after all.”

With this in mind, Leon turned and headed towards the door. He planned to use this as an excuse to start tormenting Rosvitha tonight.

However, as he briskly passed by the bathroom door, he stopped once again.

Leon slowly turned his head, gazing at the bathroom door, and couldn’t help but tilt his head.

Then, he chuckled softly.

Afterward, he withdrew his gaze and opened the door.

Upon hearing the click of the door lock, Rosvitha inside the bathroom immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she did not celebrate her narrow escape. Leon was heading to her room to interrogate her, and if he found her absent, he would definitely turn back. So she couldn’t stay any longer; she had to get out quickly.

Once outside, she could directly circle back to her own balcony from Leon’s balcony. Their rooms were adjacent, so he wouldn’t notice any flaws.

After calculating her plan, Rosvitha slowly pressed down on the door handle…

Creak…

“Ah!”

As Rosvitha opened the door, she was startled by the figure standing outside, her tail instinctively curling up in fright.

Leon, arms crossed, leaned against the bathroom door, casually whistling. “Melkvi, did you sneak into the teacher’s room to steal the exam papers?”

So he had already discovered her!

His act of opening and closing the door earlier was intentional, just to alert Rosvitha!

Rosvitha recoiled immediately and then, with a swift movement, pressed her hand firmly against the door panel.

Meanwhile, Leon calmly switched on the light in the bathroom. Through the blurred glass door, he could vaguely see Rosvitha’s figure blocking the doorway.

“Ahem…”

Leon cleared his throat, and Rosvitha had no idea what new trick he was about to pull.

“Next up, Mr. Leon Casmode presents a song requested by Miss Melkvi: ‘Little Bunny, Open the Door Quickly.’ Also, Mr. Casmode has a message for Miss Melkvi: ‘Your bunny outfit from last night was amazing!'”

Rosvitha: …

“Little bunny, dear, open the door~”

“You stubborn dog! I won’t open the door!” Rosvitha retorted.

“Hurry and open it~ I~ want~ to~ come~ in~” Leon sang, placing his hand on the bathroom door handle.

“I’ll count to three, and if I can’t open this door, Isabella will receive your bunny outfit photos in three hours—”

A gust of wind swept by as the bathroom glass door was pushed open.

Rosvitha stood at the doorway, her expression a mix of resentment and helplessness. Her silver dragon eyes glared at Leon as if she wanted to mount him and ravage him wildly.

Leon smiled satisfactorily. “That’s more like it, Miss Melkvi.”

Rosvitha glared at him, taking a step to walk past him and just comply. But Leon seemed to have other plans… punishment on the spot?

Clap—

Leon lifted his arm, pressing his hand against the door frame, blocking Rosvitha’s path.

Rosvitha understood his intention from his posture.

As Leon stepped forward, Rosvitha retreated slowly. Until they were both inside the bathroom, Leon closed the glass door.

The glow of dragon tattoo began to flicker, signaling an imminent clash on the waters.

Standing before Rosvitha, Leon gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Why did you come to my room? Were you eager to start tonight’s lesson?”

Rosvitha nervously twisted her skirt, her tail curling up with tension. She avoided eye contact, but her cheeks turned visibly red, like a blush spreading across the surface of a lake at sunset.

Though unwilling in her heart, she was helpless.

Man proposes, but fate disposes. She was at the mercy of the situation, like a fish on the chopping board, resigned to being carved up!

Leon’s fingertips traced over her flushed cheeks, finally gently gripping her delicate chin, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.

After briefly admiring the defiant yet powerless expression of the Silver Dragon Queen, Leon lightly draped his hand over her fragrant shoulder.

Rosvitha shivered slightly, casting a sidelong glance at her own shoulder.

Leon unhurriedly unhooked her dress straps, revealing her smooth, rounded shoulders, and a corner of the dragon tattoo.

He took a step forward, gently pressing against Rosvitha’s chest.

Rosvitha clicked her tongue lightly, but could only allow him to offend her like this.

Leon grew bolder. He reached out and turned on the nearby shower, warm water cascading down, instantly enveloping them both.

Her silver hair stuck to her cheek, mist rising instantly.

Beneath the thin fabric of her dress, her skin was as smooth as jade, water flowing over the graceful curves, evoking wild thoughts.

“Little bunny, sneaking into my room to do naughty things? Then the teacher must give you a good lesson.”