"Why..."

Xueluo stared at Irina before her, her expression twisted in deep distress.

"Why..."

"So..."

Xueluo shifted the menu in her hand slightly forward, then tilted her head.

"What do you mean, 'why'?"

"Why... has it increased?"

"Huh? What increased?"

Wearing a troubled look again, Xueluo asked softly.

But in that instant—

Bang!

Irina slammed her palm onto the table, then shot upright with a thud. She thrust her arm out, pointing at Lia behind Xueluo, and yelled.

"Why! Sister, the woman by your side has multiplied!"

...

This was a high-end restaurant. After Irina’s outburst, heads snapped toward them from every table. Xueluo’s face flushed crimson.

"No, no, no—"

She awkwardly pushed Irina back down while speaking.

"She’s... well... a servant of a friend. She’s just helping me with something temporarily."

"But... but..."

Tears welled in Irina’s eyes as she gazed at Xueluo.

"But Sister should only have me, right? We’ve exchanged bodily fluids! Why treat me like this...?"

"No, no, no—bodily fluids? You mean blood, right? Tell me you mean blood!"

Enduring the neighbors’ pervert-like stares, Xueluo shouted. Irina paused, then murmured flatly.

"It sounds sexier that way."

"Then shut up!"

Why didn’t I get this treatment as a guy...

Xueluo recalled Irina treating her like a beast of burden back then. A wave of sorrow hit her.

Could it be...

Becoming female isn’t so bad?

The thought flashed, making Xueluo shudder.

Somehow...

The chance of being shoved onto a bed felt higher now.

No, no—I’m a man. Except for the missing parts, I’m all man. Once I break the contract with Guya, I’ll return to my sloppy old life. This is all forced on me.

Yet I made Irina call me "Sister"...

...

Shaking off the distracting thought, Xueluo lifted her head with a bitter smile.

"Lia, could you... clarify things for me?"

"Yes, Miss Xueluo."

The demure, traditionally graceful maid turned to the wary Irina and bowed slightly.

"I believe you’re mistaken, Miss Irina. Miss Xueluo and I share no special bond."

*Mm, perfect. A lifetime of maid training really shows.*

Just as relief washed over Xueluo’s face—

"I serve Miss Xueluo in all things. At meals, in the bathhouse—even in bed, if needed. I’d be honored... no, overjoyed for such a chance~"

...

Xueluo and Irina stared blankly. Lia blushed, hand pressed to her chest, voice shy.

"We absolutely don’t have that vulgar relationship you mentioned. Our souls have been bound since long ago. The bathhouse? We’ve shared it countless times~"

Long ago?

Wait, wait, wait—

Guya!

Guya, show yourself!

That Third Generation Vampire stole someone else’s maid behind my back!

But...

Why am I the one suffering?

As Xueluo mentally screamed—

"Sister!"

Bang!

"Ugh! Irina, people are watching! No—don’t tackle me!"

Thud!

Irina lunged, gripping Xueluo’s collar and shaking her violently.

"You! You cheated on me! You jerk! I hate you! Hate you! Hate you! Tiny fists to your chest!"

"No, cheating’s not my fault... stop... I’m dizzy..."

"Miss Xueluo, you’re pale! Need help?"

Lia leaned in close.

"Mouth-to-mouth? I’m ready~ Always ready. Don’t fear—I’ll heal you with a loving kiss~"

"Don’t complicate things! Mouth-to-mouth isn’t a kiss! And I don’t want your ‘loving’ one!"

After Xueluo’s shout, it was only a matter of time before security threw them out.