With her little hands wrapped around her brother’s neck, Coco breathed into his ear and complained, “Servant, you haven’t picked me up from school in ages. From now on, you must come once a week—no, twice!”
“That won’t work,” Feng Ye said helplessly. “I don’t have time for that. Besides, you’re old enough now—you don’t need picking up.”
“But other kids’ parents come for them,” Coco said unhappily. Feng Ye’s gaze drifted to the cars near the school gate—vehicles driven by parents or family chauffeurs waiting for their children.
“And Servant, aren’t you worried I might run into danger? What if a pervert follows me?” Coco continued. “You know there are more and more lolicon around lately, right?”
As she spoke, some lolicon on the street glared at Feng Ye with envy. If looks could kill, he’d have died a hundred times over.
“Uh, isn’t there Rollroll?” Feng Ye said. Rollroll barked proudly, “Woof!”
“Hmph, what if we meet a perverted Awakened lolicon? If even Rollroll can’t stop them, your sister might get kidnapped and abused,” Coco said unhappily. “Servant, do you really want that?”
“That won’t happen…” Feng Ye said. “Haven City’s security isn’t that bad yet… Besides, I promise—if you’re ever in real danger, I’ll be there immediately.”
“Really?” Coco looked skeptical. “Will you really come?”
“Yes, I promise,” Feng Ye said.
“Hmph, just a mere Servant, yet so confident.” Coco pouted and dropped the topic. Riding on Feng Ye’s back, her view widened. She spotted a new ice cream shop and shook his shoulders. “Servant, take me there! I want ice cream!”
“Okay… but only one. Eating too many gives you a stomachache,” Feng Ye said, unable to resist her demands.
“No! I want many! I won’t listen to a Servant,” Coco complained. “If I get a stomachache, you’ll rub my tummy and give me medicine. That’s your job!”
Feng Ye, “…”. He suddenly recalled last time—Coco ate too much ice cream, writhed in bed with stomach pain, and bit him for not stopping her.
“Woof!”
Seeing the treats, Rollroll’s tail wagged furiously. It wore a fawning grin and barked repeatedly, as if talking to Feng Ye.
“Rollroll, I know your stomach won’t hurt, but you only get one,” Feng Ye said irritably, understanding it through mental communication. “If I let you eat your fill, we won’t afford food this month.”
Rollroll looked dejected but felt slightly comforted at the thought of getting one scoop.
But Rollroll’s world collapsed when it realized the shop didn’t allow pet dogs inside…
“Woof woof!”
Rollroll barked furiously at the glass door. If not for Feng Ye’s presence, it would have cuckolded everyone inside.
“Stop barking. I’ll have the Servant buy you one to eat outside,” Coco said, amused. She waved her hand magnanimously.
Rollroll calmed down. Though still grumpy, it stopped complaining—eating mattered more than entering.
“Welcome! What would you like?”
Inside, Feng Ye set Coco down. A young waitress in a maid uniform smiled politely. Coco pouted slightly but relaxed when she saw Feng Ye’s gaze on the menu, not the waitress.
“Coco, what do you want?”
Feng Ye scanned the menu. With so many flavors, he left the choice to her.
Coco studied the menu. Just as she was about to pick one, she noticed a giant parfait on a nearby couple’s table. They laughed, feeding each other spoonfuls, showering the place with their lovey-dovey display.
Seeing this, Coco pointed at their parfait. “I want the same as them.”
“That’s huge. Can you finish it?” Feng Ye said helplessly. “How about a smaller one?”
“If I can’t, you’ll eat it, Servant,” Coco said carelessly. “Anyway, I want this one.”
The waitress looked at Feng Ye questioningly. Clearly, he had the final say.
Feng Ye didn’t refuse. He ordered the large parfait for Coco and a small cup for Rollroll outside. The waitress gave a strange look but said nothing and went to prepare.
Soon, the giant parfait arrived. Unable to resist, Coco scooped a big spoonful into her mouth and clutched her head from the cold.
“So cold!” she complained slightly after swallowing.
“If it’s cold, don’t eat such big bites,” Feng Ye said, eyeing the mountain of ice cream and twitching his lips.
“Big bites are the point!” Coco said matter-of-factly. She took another huge bite. The creamy texture and sweet bliss were heavenly. The icy chill was harsh but addictive.
Watching his sister enjoy it with icy joy, Feng Ye took a few bites himself. He sighed contentedly—eating ice cream in air-conditioned summer was truly comfortable.
Outside, Rollroll guarded its cup like treasure. It licked a big chunk off with one swipe, eating happily.
After a while, Coco dropped her spoon. “I’m tired of scooping. Servant, feed me.”
“What?” Feng Ye was amused and exasperated. “You play games with a controller all day without tiring. I don’t believe scooping ice cream tired you out.”
“Hmph, I had a tough PE class today; my muscles ache,” Coco said unhappily. “A Servant who won’t feed his master? How irresponsible!”
After more urging, Feng Ye sighed and scooped some ice cream. Coco opened her small pink mouth, took the spoon in, and ate it.
She looked slightly satisfied. “You should’ve done this earlier. A Servant feeding his master is only natural.”
It’s always the master feeding the servant!
Feng Ye wanted to remind her she had the roles reversed, especially in adult doujins where feeding play is a classic scene.
But to avoid making her angry, he kept quiet and fed her a few more bites.
After a few bites, Coco felt disappointed. Why didn’t this feel like the couple’s scene? She glanced over and saw the boyfriend lick ice cream off the girl’s lip.
So Coco deliberately left some ice cream on her lip. “Servant, there’s ice cream on my lip. Lick it off for me.”
“Pfft… cough cough!”
Feng Ye nearly choked. Seeing his sister’s innocent face, he thought he misheard. He reached for a tissue to wipe her lip.
“I said lick it off, not wipe it!” Coco dodged his hand, frowning.
Feng Ye realized he hadn’t misheard. He frowned at her unreasonable demand. “Wiping with a tissue is normal. Who licks it off?”
Coco huffed and nodded toward the couple.
Feng Ye saw the boyfriend place a spoonful on the girl’s lip and lean in to lick it off…
“Holy crap.”
Feng Ye quickly covered Coco’s eyes. “No. You’re too young for this. It’s too early for you to see such things.”
“What?” Coco looked half-disappointed, half-hopeful. “So when I’m older, Servant, you’ll do that to me?”
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