Diona stood wrapped in a bath towel, her figure graceful and alluring.

Her clear, bright-blue eyes, cool as amber, held a languid light.

She sauntered over to Lin Mo. Without a word, she turned slightly to the side and sat down beside the boy she liked.

“Phew…”

She’d just taken a bath, and the room wasn’t even that warm. Still, Diona felt hot.

She fluttered her eyes, then casually raised her left hand and brushed her right shoulder. After that, she leaned back and flopped onto the sofa with an almost careless air.

“…”

Diona shot Lin Mo a pointed glance.

He looked so nervous. Maybe he hadn’t expected her to sit right beside him wearing nothing but a bathrobe!

(Well, it can’t be helped.)

(I want to make a good impression on a boy, and my prettiest pajamas are on you. So, well~~ whatever I’m wearing right now—even if I’m wearing nothing at all—there’s nothing I can do about it!)

Thinking this, Diona kept adjusting her posture, pretending to be languid.

At last, she found the perfect way to sit. But she still didn’t dare move any closer and press herself against Lin Mo.

After all, Diona was an extremely tsundere girl.

And on top of that, she was a lady.

…Anyway, a lady’s act was supposed to make the boy take the initiative, until he just couldn’t hold back anymore!

Thinking this, and indulging her own tastes, Diona gently lifted her snow-white, soft foot.

She curled her toes in little pauses, imagining that if she kept teasing him like this, he’d definitely pounce on her and kiss and lick her!

Why, you ask?

Hahaha, obviously, because if Diona were in his shoes, she’d have pounced on him without a second thought.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. Let’s keep watching.”

She spoke very gently.

As she murmured, Diona deliberately raised a hand to sweep back her pale golden hair.

She took good care of it, so her golden hair was quite beautiful, with a natural, gentle wave to it.

Tap—

The movie started up again.

Lin Mo pretended to watch the movie. Diona deliberately watched him.

As a woman, conquering a man with brute force was nothing but “rude” and “low-class.” A truly outstanding girl knew how to put her feminine charm to good use.

[“Where did you guys go just now? I called for ages, and no one showed up!”]

[“I-It’s a ghost! There’s a ghost here!!”]

The movie was in the transition scene after the ghost’s first appearance.

Diona knew the movie so well that she clearly hadn’t “only watched it once,” as she claimed.

In her free time, aside from scavenging and fighting, she liked to stay home and watch movies or play fighting games, either by herself or with a few friends. She didn’t drink much, and she hated getting hit on by cocky boys.

About ten minutes from now, there’d be a passionate kiss that lasted around thirty seconds.

About forty minutes later, there’d be a steamy scene. After that, the male supporting character would have fulfilled his purpose and could go die once his fanservice was over.

Finally, near the end of the movie, the leads would confess their feelings, look into each other’s eyes, and kiss. Then the heroine would take on the ghost herself and sacrifice her life…

Diona thought that scene was incredibly moving. A young guy like Lin Mo would surely be touched.

(I could take the chance to hug him.)

(If the mood’s right, maybe we could even kiss.)

(And if things got even more flirtatious… eek~~)

The girl blushed, her heart pounding again.

But on the outside, she kept a calm expression. Every now and then, she brushed back her hair with her left hand, all while watching the movie and making sure Lin Mo knew she was watching him too…

(I’m a gorgeous girl, you know!)

(There’s no boy in this world who could look at someone as stunning and bewitching as me without falling for her!)

Lin Mo was watching the movie.

More accurately, he was pretending to watch it.

Still, movies in this matriarchal world were pretty interesting, so he wasn’t completely distracted.

…

(Hmph.)

By instinct, Lin Mo saw right through Diona’s attempt to seduce him.

If she’d come out wearing nothing but a bath towel tied around her, that might’ve just been for convenience. But ever since she sat down, she’d kept sneaking glances over at him… Heh. That was hardly the sort of thing a sweet, upright girl would do.

Thinking this, Lin Mo pretended to focus on the movie, the corner of his mouth curling into a smug, contemptuous smile.

(Heh. I knew it…)

(No matter how hard you try to hold back, your so-called virtue doesn’t stand a chance against my charm.)

He raised a hand and lightly touched his earlobe.

Lin Mo swore he’d win Diona over.

Not only was she exactly his type, but more importantly, as a handsome man who’d ended up in the Matriarchal Apocalypse, he couldn’t tolerate a woman he’d put so much effort into seducing daring to ignore his charm!

(Just give it a little more time, and you’ll come pouncing at me, won’t you?)

With that thought, Lin Mo continued watching the movie with an air of calm.

In this horror movie, all the major male characters, including the male supporting character, were fair-skinned, pretty, small, and fragile. And for some reason, the supporting character—apparently there for the fanservice—was always shown wearing incredibly revealing clothes.

His shorts barely reached halfway down his thighs, and his shirt had been torn halfway off while he was fleeing just now.

Even when talking to the male lead, he was sobbing and covering himself with clothes handed to him by another woman.

And even so, the camera kept deliberately showing off his exposed stomach.

A stomach and waist with no muscles and not an ounce of fat, as smooth as fresh cheese. From those few simple shots, Lin Mo felt he’d already figured out the common tastes of the perverted women in this world…

(If that’s the case…)

Thinking this, he deliberately kicked off his slippers, then hooked up one leg and tentatively pretended he was about to put his foot on the sofa.

But since he was only testing the waters, Lin Mo didn’t actually do it. He just “accidentally” let the left side of his robe slip down, nearly exposing his entire arm.

“Ah!”

After letting out a brief shriek, Lin Mo deliberately blushed and quickly pulled his robe back up. Then he pressed his lips together as if annoyed and shot Diona a sidelong glare.

“…………”

Diona said nothing. Her eyes were fixed on him, their stare almost unnerving.

Her gaze pierced through the little table in front of the sofa, as if it sank right through the table and came to rest on the floor not far in front of Lin Mo.

(H-Huh??)

Lin Mo was stunned.

This woman…

This damn woman. She wasn’t even looking at me?!!

At that thought, Lin Mo grew even more embarrassed and furious.

It seemed Diona wanted to keep up the act—but he’d already seen through her true nature! At heart, she was definitely a super lecherous woman!

(In that case, let’s keep going.)

Thinking this, Lin Mo shifted his lips and gave a slightly disdainful snort.

(This movie’s got a long way to go, anyway.)

(Let’s see how long you can hold out! No matter what, I’m making you hug me tonight!)