Lyn coaxed and cajoled Xing Luo into wearing a protective layer under her skirt—a light, airy white fabric adorned with adorable patterns.
While selecting from the pile of clothes Divine Snow Sakura had gifted Xing Luo, Lyn’s gaze turned peculiar. *So Divine Snow Sakura always preferred such cute styles, huh?* he mused.
He’d also spotted plenty of items featuring chibi monster designs.
Just imagining it made Lyn’s Lust Dominion stir restlessly. He quickly suppressed more dangerous thoughts.
After all that commotion, Lyn felt utterly drained. Emerging from the bathroom with Xing Luo, he suddenly realized he was hungry too. He abandoned the idea of performing the ritual immediately. Engraving temporary magic runes could wait. First, he’d feed Xing Luo and replenish their energy.
A large square table stood in the spacious bedroom, draped in a white cloth and piled high with food.
To boost his Gluttony Dominion, Lyn employed skilled chefs. This time, considering Xing Luo’s dragon bloodline, he’d carefully instructed them to prepare ample reserves.
Lifting the silver cloches on the table revealed dish after dish of delicacies. A massive, perfectly seasoned steak dominated the center like a small mountain. Sizzling sausages, fried mushrooms, vegetables, and a rich stew bubbled beside fragrant bread.
The aromas tantalized their appetites.
Even Xing Luo, who’d been snuggled in Lyn’s arms, couldn’t resist. Her eyes widened as she stared at the feast, rubbing her stomach. A soft *gurgle* echoed from within, like a battle cry for food.
“I wasn’t sure how much you’d eat, so I only had the chefs prepare this much,” Lyn said, eyeing the spread that could feed ten people.
He could barely finish half the table himself—even forcing it to boost his Gluttony Dominion. Xing Luo was petite; surely her appetite wouldn’t be excessive. Still, he added, “If it’s not enough, I’ll have them bring more.”
*This is the perk of having a rich patron,* Lyn thought. *If I’d been reborn penniless in this world, summoning a dragon like her would’ve drained my wallet in days. I’d probably be selling myself for coin to feed her—or worse, scavenging trash. Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.*
Thankfully, he didn’t face that plight.
Xing Luo nodded eagerly but hesitated before the mountain of food. Sensing her uncertainty, Lyn picked up a large grilled shrimp and offered it to her lips.
*Munch.*
She didn’t hesitate. Her cherry-red lips parted wide, swallowing the shrimp—half the size of Lyn’s palm—in one gulp. Then, as if savoring the last trace, her soft pink tongue flicked out to lick his fingers.
The damp, velvety touch jolted Lyn. He froze as his system shamelessly notified him of increased Lust Dominion points.
*Ahem.*
“Just grab whatever you like,” Lyn said, clearing his throat. He picked up his knife and fork, starting his own meal. Eating was how he gathered Gluttony Dominion, though his limited appetite meant slow progress—only half a year’s worth so far.
Xing Luo shot him a disappointed glance but obediently reached for the central steak platter.
*Munch.*
The chunk vanished from her tiny hands before he could see her chew. Delight sparkled in her eyes, and the ahoge on her head swayed slightly, reflecting her relaxed joy.
Lyn chuckled but didn’t stop her. He focused on his own steak.
By the time he’d eaten half his portion, the table looked like a hurricane had swept through it. Xing Luo sidled up beside him, her gaze fixed hungrily on his remaining steak.
Lyn: “????”
He blinked, doubting his eyes. Finally, he met Xing Luo’s pleading stare, unsure what expression to wear. He’d expected her to eat a lot… but not *this* much.
“Here, take it,” he surrendered, sliding his plate toward her under her intense gaze.
“I don’t know how to use these,” Xing Luo said, blinking at the knife and fork. “Xing Luo wants to learn.”
“I’ll teach you,” Lyn replied without hesitation. She scrambled onto his lap, waiting eagerly. He guided her small hands to cut the steak slowly.
*This’ll slow her down,* Lyn realized. *Gives the chefs a breather.*
The meal stretched over an hour. Lyn summoned the kitchen staff repeatedly; serving carts never stopped rolling in.
Afterward, Lyn’s arms and legs ached—Xing Luo had clung to his lap the entire time.
Thankfully, she grew skilled in the last half-hour. Eager to show off her new fork-and-knife skills, she fed him bite after bite. Lyn couldn’t refuse, eventually overeating himself. His Gluttony points rose by three—a small victory.
Unbeknownst to Lyn, after the feast, Xing Luo’s bright eyes landed on the custom chopsticks on the table…
*Next meal, I’ll get to sit in Master’s lap again to learn!*
Once Xing Luo was full, Lyn resumed the postponed ritual, moving it to a dedicated training room.
“Lift your skirt properly this time,” he reminded her. The words came out sounding utterly suggestive.
“It’s fine if Master sees,” Xing Luo replied innocently.
“…”
Lyn forcefully suppressed his stirring Lust Dominion. Her trusting innocence was both a burden and a bliss.
*How can she be this cute?*
