If this were the only way to gain favor—or if my master was obsessed with this method—I’d have found a sword to slit my throat cleanly by now.

But clearly, my master was gentler than I’d imagined.

Right now, I lay draped over her back. The game’s hyper-realistic effects let me see beads of sweat tracing down her cheeks.

“Bibi? You’re awake?”

She must have sensed my movement. She paused, then set me down gently.

Bibi?!

…Was she calling *me* that?

Hey! You didn’t give me a censored name, did you?!

I wanted to protest loudly, but my body was mysteriously weak after the punishment. The words dissolved into a soft, seductive whimper—“Mmm~”

…This was definitely an adult game.

Once I logged out, I’d smash Yingning’s Game Chamber. She shouldn’t touch this trash—she was still underage!

In those few minutes of clarity earlier, I felt every shred of dignity from my past life as the World’s Greatest Assassin crumble.

Then swept away by a gale!

Not a speck remained!

In reality, if she weren’t my master, I could’ve slit her throat in a second. But this was a game. And I had an owner.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t know the punishment button would hurt you so much.” My master—Ningbeibei—settled me onto a rock. She faced me, eyes glistening with tears, looking heartbreakingly pitiful. “But cursing is wrong, especially for girls. It ruins your image. You deserved punishment for misbehaving… Next time, I’ll choose something lighter.”

*Next time?!*

It was just a swear word! Why was she so morally rigid, like Yingning?

I slumped against her, hollow-eyed and hopeless.

I didn’t know what to say. It felt like my old assassin life—walking on thin ice, one misstep from ruin.

Back then, at least I controlled my fate. I was the world’s top Hacker. The World’s Greatest Assassin.

Now? In reality, I was still number one. But this was a game… I was a pet. I had a master.

Even if my assassination skills gave me an edge here, I’d never be the game’s strongest… because I was a pet. I had a master. *She* was the true number one.

“Bibi? What’s wrong?! Don’t scare me!” Her worry was genuine. Cruel methods, but a kind heart. A flicker of hope sparked in me. “Bibi? Bibi?!”

*Stop it! Do you think you’re some anime girl with electric powers?*

…Actually, that tracks.

I kept the thought locked inside. After that shock, my inner monologue had gotten… lively. Too scared to speak, I argued with myself in my head.

“Bibi?! Bibi, wake up! Did the shock fry your brain?!”

She paced frantically in front of me—scolding herself, wringing her hands. Her helpless, flustered cuteness was oddly satisfying to watch. (Not that a pet should feel that way.)

Her lower lip trembled. Big, bright eyes clouded with tears. “They say fight poison with poison… Should I shock you again?”

*No! I can’t play dead anymore. I have to speak!*

*And say something polite. Something that fits her morals.*

A thousand greetings flashed through my mind. Panicked, I grabbed the first one that surfaced—like drawing a lottery ticket.

“I am a Fox Maiden at your service. How may I assist you?”