Hypnosis Depth (Loyalty): 0 points.

[You are regarded with deep suspicion, yet a trace of interest lingers. Proceed with caution.]

Gu Qinghan stared at Katarina’s sleeping face, feeling magic stir within him, and finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.

The Hypnosis Nullifier worked.

The hypnotized prosecutor, Miss Katarina, had returned to normal—a fact that gave Gu Qinghan a much-needed surge of confidence.

Its effect surpassed expectations.

In merely ten minutes, the potion not only erased hypnosis’s negative effects but also reset the depth to zero.

Undeniably uplifting news.

Finally—a glimmer of hope!

Gu Qinghan clenched his fists, eyes reddening slightly.

Six days!

Do you have any idea what I’ve endured these past six days, Hohenheim?!

Every second, Gu Qinghan had lived in dread—

afraid a single slip might accidentally “NTR” some random acquaintance.

He didn’t even know if that person was male… or human!

This passive skill, [Golden-haired Affinity], was truly infuriating.

But now—it was over.

A genuine weight lifted from his chest.

From today, he’d have a chance to undo mistakes.

Even if he hypnotized someone again, the Hypnosis Nullifier would save the day.

No more fear of arrest by Miss Katarina… or prison.

“Mr. Hohenheim…?”

Beside him, Liana tilted her head curiously.

“Mm. I’m fine. Don’t mind me.”

Gu Qinghan cleared his throat, waving dismissively as he composed himself.

With the Nullifier proven effective, his path was clear:

erase Liana’s hypnotized state—now.

“Mr. Hohenheim… is this spring the ‘hangover remedy’ you mentioned?” Liana asked cautiously.

“Correct.” His tone cooled.

“So… you’ll use the same potion on me next?”

“Yes.”

A blush dusted Liana’s cheeks; she lowered her gaze.

She’d pieced it together.

Days ago, while buying ingredients together, she’d believed Mr. Hohenheim drugged her for hidden reasons—not malice.

A misunderstanding, surely.

And now… she’d been right.

For nights, he’d risked arrest by Prosecutor Katarina to brew the antidote.

Last night, drunk yet refusing her advances.

A warm flicker stirred in her chest.

Her judgment of him hadn’t been wrong.

Yet… why this tangled ache?

“Could I… wait a few more days to take the antidote?”

The words escaped before she realized.

Frozen, she wondered: *I have Mr. Richard. Since childhood, I dreamed of escaping… to his side. So why this reluctance?*

Gu Qinghan’s gaze sharpened.

“No.”

“Tonight. Your hypnotic state ends tonight.”

Liana whimpered, stepping back. Her frail frame trembled.

Blush deepening, she lifted her head, breath hitching. “Not even a week?”

“Not an hour.”

“Mmph!”

She pressed her thighs together, biting her lip.

Gu Qinghan watched, unmoved.

Even if depth increased—he would not relent.

*This ends tonight.*

“Come. I’ll help.”

His hands moved to her collar buttons.

Knowing resistance was futile, Liana flushed and closed her eyes.

Slender fingers brushed her skin—a tingling wave. Lost in sensation, her clothes slipped away.

Moonlight traced her curvaceous silhouette.

“Join Miss Katarina. The tub still holds the potion’s potency,” he said flatly.

Lips pressed tight, humiliated yet obedient, she gave a faint nod.

Water rippled softly. Liana stepped in—long, pale legs gliding over the rim like a swallow.

Warmth from the magic core powder embraced her. Water rose to her chest.

Heat gathered from The Four Limbs and lower abdomen, melting her into pleasant weakness.

*So comfortable… His antidote, made just for me.*

Then—she opened her eyes.

Miss Katarina sat right before her.

Jealousy, hurt, and a strange thrill flushed her face.

*Did he plan this?*

Her skin burned anew. *This humiliation… feels special.*

“This is the Tranquilizing Potion. Drink it.”

He tossed it. *Tap.* It struck her cheek—stinging.

Eyes wide. *He treated me like this…*

*I like it…*

Trembling, she caught the vial, tilted her head under moonlight, and drank.

Icy liquid clashed with the spring’s heat. Two energies surged wildly within.

“Mmm~”

A moan escaped. *Is this the antidote?*

Crimson lips parted; breath turned feverish.

But clarity didn’t come—only intensifying pleasure.

*So good… I love it.*

Dazed, she glanced toward Hohenheim.

He stared at her body—yet saw *through* her.

*Yes… exactly like this.*

A soft whimper. Thighs pressed tight. Cheeks burned hotter.