What a vicious little girl! No wonder she’s Xiao Qingqing’s own sister—I’d actually been fooled by her masterful acting all this time!

This girl isn’t innocent at all! A little demon even more terrifying and better at hiding her true colors than Xiao Qingqing!

But by the time I realized this… it was already too late.

With a hint of domineering expression, Xiao Ke’er teasingly lifted my chin with her finger. “If you don’t behave, I’ll tell Sister everything that just happened. Turns out the underclassman Sister brought home to tutor me is actually a perverted yuri lolicon—and she did some really inappropriate things to me!”

“No… Ke’er, please! You absolutely cannot let senpai find out I’m a lolicon!”

“You just admitted it!”

Her sly, triumphant smirk pushed me to the brink of collapse.

I’d been tricked again!

“Ugh!”

Wait—I’m not even a lolicon! Why did I say that?!

“Oh, I’m rather curious… What would Sister Qingqing do if she saw the recording?”

Whoa—my mind shattered!

Tears welled in my eyes, wronged and desperate, while the little girl reveled in my distress. “But it’s fine~” she purred. “As long as Xixi-jie obeys Ke’er, Sister and everyone else will never know.”

“K-Ke’er…”

“Oh right—I want to know, Xixi… What do you call Sister?”

“S-Senpai…?”

“Really? Ke’er isn’t that easy to fool.” Her hands slid coldly to my neck. “These are ligature marks, right? Sister put a dog collar on you. I checked her online shopping history—she bought it days ago. Planned ahead… but I never expected she’d use it so roughly.”

No words to defend myself. Evidence glaring. I could only sink into silent, tearful submission.

Xiao Ke’er let out a coquettish laugh, fingertips tracing my lips. “Xixi-jie… you’ve already been *trained* by Sister, haven’t you?”

She even knew *that*.

“I also checked Sister’s private browsing history. For months, she’s been searching… training female slaves. How perverted, Xixi-jie and Sister.”

*(You’re the perverted one! Snooping on private stuff!)*

—but I’d never dare say it. Head bowed, cowardly silence, begging inwardly for her to stop.

“So, Xixi-jie… since you’re already Sister’s ‘trained’ bad girl, you know how to treat your master, right?”

“Ugh… Ke’er, w-what do you want?”

“Silly kitty, forgot Sister’s lessons? Think hard—what should you call Ke’er?”

I knew I should resist… but she held my weakness tight, voice unyielding. One wrong move, and—

“Hurry up! Ke’er’s patience has limits~”

That phrase… chillingly familiar.

A near-desperate whimper caught in my throat. I refused to say it—*especially* to an eleven-year-old loli!

Xiao Ke’er’s smile turned icy. “You’re already Sister’s little doggy. Why cling to so-called dignity?”

“Ke’er… please stop. This will make you a bad girl too!” Even now, I tried appealing to her conscience.

No effect. She frowned, displeased. “If you’re Sister’s dog, why can’t you be Ke’er’s cat? *Everything* Sister has should be Ke’er’s—including you!”

“Ke’er…?” A cold flicker of fear stirred.

She coldly sized me up, voice sharp with malice. “Sister too… She’ll become Ke’er’s pet. *Only* Ke’er’s. So everything hers—*including you*—belongs to me.”

Another sadist?! What kind of people have I met these past two days?!

Tears brimmed as Xiao Ke’er’s expression hardened—and *slapped* me across the face.

*Slap!*