My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

"Lucy?" Nakata exclaimed, visibly shocked to see her there.

When he regained his composure, he hurriedly spoke, "Asher, he—"

"Don't worry, I expected this," she cut him off, and walked into the elevator.

"Take me to him," she ordered.

Nakata pressed the button for the lower level and the elevator doors slid shut with a soft whoosh.

Lucy crossed her arms. "How hard has he been training?"

"Nonstop for a week. I told him to rest, but he insisted he didn't feel sleepy or tired at all."

She sighed, shaking her head. "I know he's impatient, but to think he consumed all that energy meant to last him over a month—it's reckless."

"Energy?" Nakata raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing—just some complicated demon stuff," she said, quickly changing the subject.

Nakata didn't push further. He understood her well; she only shared what she was willing to disclose.

But as he looked at Lucy, he saw something that made his blood boil—wounds on her arms that weren't healing.

"What happened to you? Who did this?" he demanded.

She didn't reply, just covering her wounds with her clothing.

"Lucy, I know I have no right to ask this, but I'm just curious—who can do this to you?" he insisted.

It troubled him, knowing how powerful she was; if she got serious, not even an entire army could take her on.

"I underestimated her..." she sighed, her voice heavy with resignation.

"Underestimated who?" he persisted.

She leaned her head against the wall. "My rival..."

"What? Do you have enemies now? Are they chasing you? You can hide here if you want!" Nakata asked, completely forgetting about Asher and directing all his attention to her.

He might have been rejected, but his feelings couldn't just vanish into thin air.

"It's not as bad as it looks. Just a minor squabble, nothing I can't handle." She sighed, her expression indicating that she didn't want to discuss it further.

Before he could say more, the elevator opened, and she quickly walked out.

When they arrived back at the training room, he was already decomposing, shocking even Nakata.

Just moments ago, he had left Asher looking like a pale corpse, but not in this condition.

Lucy knelt down, clenched her fist, and let her own blood drip into Asher's mouth.

The crimson substance flowed over his lips, and slowly, his body began to regenerate in real time.

The amount of blood she was losing wasn't alarming, but Nakata knew she shouldn't just give it away like that because of her special physiques.

"Lucy, are you sure about this? You said that your blood is—"

"Don't say another word. He'll regain consciousness any moment now," she warned.

Seeing this, Nakata felt completely defeated. Asher was a very lucky man to receive the undivided attention of someone like her.

At the same time, he couldn't shake the feeling that she was being too careless and might regret this decision in the future.

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When Asher regained consciousness, he found himself back in his apartment.

However, instead of the rundown space he was used to, this one felt larger, and the furniture was brand new.

Even the worn paint on the walls had been replaced with a fresh coat of white, giving the entire apartment a bright and clean appearance.

'What is this place?' he wondered.

"Are you feeling alright now?" a sweet, low voice echoed behind him.

Confused, he turned around, expecting to see Lucy, but instead, a beautiful girl greeted him.

Her dark, straight hair framed a face that looked innocent and carefree. The sexy sundress she wore was simple yet seductive, giving her a fresh and inviting appearance.

Everything about her felt warm, but there was something off about it.

Her smile, while friendly, seemed too perfect, as if it was put on rather than real. It gave him a strange feeling, like something was hidden beneath her cheerful look.

"Who are you?" he asked.

He didn't remember knowing someone so stunning and charming.

The girl giggled. "Silly, it's me, Yuki."

"Yuki?" Asher furrowed his brow.

The Yuki he knew was the total opposite of this girl. Everything about her—the way she looked, the way she talked—were completely different.

"Yeah! It's me," she said with a bright smile on her face. "I've changed a bit since the last time we met."

Asher paused, struggling to believe how much could change in such a short time.

But that wasn't important right now. There were things he needed to figure out first.

"By the way, where's Lucy?"

For a split second, Yuki's expression soured, a flicker of something darker passing through her eyes before she plastered on a cheerful smile.

She hesitated for a moment before answering, "Miss Lucy is resting. She said not to disturb her."

Yuki sounded respectful, but deep down, she harbored a growing urge to kill the woman who kept flirting with her beloved.

"I never said that," Lucy's voice cut through the air, causing Yuki to shoot her an angry glare.

But when Yuki turned back to Asher, her expression shifted seamlessly to a bright, innocent smile, masking the simmering resentment beneath.

"She's just joking?" Yuki explained. She tilted her head slightly, offering a bright smile that felt a little too wide, as if she were trying too hard to convince him.

Lucy shook her head, uninterested in the unfolding drama.

"Asher, what happened to you before was due to exhausting all your reserve energy," she explained with a serious tone, "If you don't start feeding on your own, this will keep happening."

"I understand," he nodded, feeling embarrassed.

Just from her explanation, he could already guess that she had done something to help him again.

'I need to stop being a burden,' he reminded himself.

"I'm leaving now," he said, rising to his feet to complete his first mission.

"Your weapons are in those bags," Lucy pointed before turning away and exiting through the door.

He watched her leave, sensing something was wrong.

Her usual playful and teasing tone had vanished, replaced by a more serious and distant demeanor.

'Is she mad at me?'

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THUD!

Lucy dropped to the floor as soon as she entered her own room.

The wounds on her hands began to tremble, a painful reminder what she had to pay for her carelessness .

Gritting her teeth, she fought to control her energy, struggling to prevent the damage from worsening.

'I should not have trusted that traitor,' she bit her lip in annoyance, recalling the betrayal of an old friend.

A few days ago, she received an invitation from an old friend she hadn't seen in a while.

Lucy thought it would be a nice reunion, a chance to catch up.

Instead, she walked into a trap. If she hadn't acted quickly, she would have been captured by someone she once trusted.

'This is why I hate cunning people,' she chuckled.

In a way, she found Yuki's straightforward nature much easier to deal with.

At least with Yuki, there were no hidden agendas. —Yuki wanted nothing more than to eliminate her out of jealousy.

But as long as she held power over Asher's life, the jealous ghost would refrain from taking reckless actions.

'I need him to get stronger fast,'