chapter 60
Chapter 60, A Dog
“I think if it were Master, she would definitely make the other person completely submit, both in body and spirit.”
“…Hehe.”
—
Faced with Ailuka’s adoring praise, An couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.
Fortunately, she didn’t mention that she came here to capture the one she loved who had run away; otherwise, it would feel like all the authority of being a master had been swept away.
It’s all the young master’s fault.
Why did he have to run away?
It seems that stricter measures are truly necessary.
Look at Ailuka; in just two days, it feels like her beloved has completely surrendered his body and mind.
“Come, shake hands.”
“Woof.”
“Now, lie down.”
“Woof.”
“Come, wag your tail.”
“Woof?”
“Ah, I forgot you can’t do that, so just shake your butt instead.”
“Woof.”
“Such a good boy, such a good boy, Ad, you’re so good. I’ll give you some meat later.”
“Woof woof.”
He really is just like a dog.
An withdrew his gaze.
Can he really make the young master reach this level too?
“Ah, right, tea!”
After showing off her results in front of An, Ailuka suddenly slapped her forehead, remembering that she still had water boiling on the stove.
So she hurriedly ran out.
“Master, I’ll go make tea. You can look around for now.”
Halfway out, Ailuka suddenly poked her head back through the door, feigning seriousness as she reminded:
“Don’t do anything bad while I’m gone~”
“How could I? I already have someone I like.”
“Hehe, just kidding! How could I doubt my master?”
Ailuka flashed a playful smile and disappeared outside.
With Ailuka gone, the room fell silent. The man on the floor slowly crawled into the corner, curling up in the “dog bed” that Ailuka had carefully built for him, seemingly indifferent to how much dignity he had lost, looking just like a dog in every movement.
“Has he really been trained to this extent? Ailuka seems to be more capable than I imagined.”
An let out a soft sigh, then shifted her gaze elsewhere.
This room seemed to have once been a master bedroom; the floor still bore the marks of where the bed had stood for many years. It had been slightly remodeled, the large bed moved away, leaving only a vanity and a wardrobe, making it feel extremely empty.
“What is this…”
An gently picked up the photo frame on the vanity.
Inside the frame was a painting.
The painting depicted a family of three.
In this world, it is quite difficult for ordinary families to afford the expensive “magical portraits,” so most people, in order to preserve some memory, would hire a cheap street artist, and then frame it like a photograph.
Such paintings are not very exquisite, but An could still tell at a glance that the cute girl being held by the middle-aged man and woman in the painting was a young Eluka.
“Are these Eluka’s parents? They look so much like her.”
“Speaking of which, the portraits hanging on the living room wall must also be her parents. So, this house must belong to her parents too, but where have her parents gone?”
“Strange, why am I thinking about this?”
If they’re not home, they must have gone out for something; there’s nothing suspicious about that.
It seems that after chasing the young master for two days, she had become a bit mentally exhausted.
An chuckled self-deprecatingly and placed the photo frame back in its original position, glancing at what was next to it.
There was a small statue that seemed to be a decorative piece, depicting a girl embracing a heart, as if she wanted to crush it tightly to her chest.
An didn’t pay much attention to it.
Then, on a whim… she opened the drawer of the vanity.
The slight curve of her lips immediately froze.
“This… this is…”
An’s mouth slightly parted as she looked at the various items in the drawer, things she had only seen in some books but had never actually used—“toys.”
Rich lady joy ball…
Rich lady joy whip…
Rich lady joy… in short, it was a whole series of rich lady joy products, an astonishing variety, everything one could imagine.
“Do… do these things really not cause any issues when used on the human body?”
Even An, who had specifically studied human anatomy to avoid accidentally stabbing Mu En, couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy at this moment.
Some of these items, although labeled as “toys,” seemed more like “instruments of torture.”
If these things were used on the young master…
No, this is getting exciting.
An suddenly pushed the drawer back in.
She rubbed her face, trying hard to suppress the slight flush that had inadvertently surfaced.
As a maid, this was truly inappropriate.
At the very least, she should wait until they really brought the young master back before getting excited.
……
After wandering around, she ultimately found herself back in front of the man.
“You—”
An crouched down, looking at the man, wanting to ask something.
But before she could say a word, she froze.
The man before her had a cleanly trimmed beard, and his face was clearly well-groomed.
However.
His eyes were vacant, and his expression was numb.
It seemed like he was staring at something, but the place he was looking at was empty, not even reflecting An’s shadow in his pupils.
When An placed her hand on his chin, he reflexively lifted his head.
Then—
“Woof.”
Clearly, his eyes were filled with an overwhelming despair and pain that could drown everything.
Yet the sound he made was incredibly joyful.
Like an automaton.
Once the switch was pressed, it would move.
Dancing with a smile, performing its programmed routine, but the soul within had long since died.
“You, are you okay?”
An’s tone suddenly trembled.
She suddenly thought.
If her beloved Young Master Mu’en also became like this, would she still be happy?
She had clearly resolved that it didn’t matter even if she only obtained the young master’s body, but would she really be happy?
Would she?
“Woof…”
A hint of confusion flashed in the man’s eyes.
It seemed he was just now realizing that the one standing in front of him was not the demon that had tormented him all along.
“Hehehe…”
He suddenly grabbed An’s arm, making strange, incomprehensible sounds from his throat, as if he wanted to say something but struggled to articulate it, like a wild man stranded on an island for twenty years, unable to speak human language for a short time.
—
Calculating the time, he had only been trained for “two days” at most.
In the end, after expending tremendous effort, An finally understood the words the man was desperately trying to say.
“Don’t… don’t go near that room…”
“The room?”
Following the man’s gaze, An looked over and discovered he was pointing to a closed door at the end of the corridor.
“Why can’t I go near it? Is there something inside?”
The man did not answer.
He suddenly began to tremble all over, as if faced with immense fear, his large hand gripping An’s painfully tight.
An knew that this man was originally a powerful being capable of confronting a dominant-level beast, yet at this moment, he was as fragile as a newborn baby.
“Don’t… don’t go near there, wuwuwu… there…”
“What’s there? Why are you crying?”
An felt a bit lost. She wanted to comfort the man, to gain more accurate information, but he suddenly shook off her hand and curled back into his corner.
“Woof.”
He lowered his head, transforming back into a dog.
……
I love you.
PS: Don’t scold me for being vague, the next chapter will be intense.