"Anything is fine~ As long as you ask, I will agree to it..."
Herta's voice at this moment was like that of a medieval witch tempting a little girl, filled with immense allure that made one unable to stop a series of wild imaginings in their heart.
Not to mention, these words were spoken from Madam Herta's own mouth...
What kind of person was Madam Herta?
Brilliant, a beauty that could make fish hide and birds fall from the sky, peerless in the world... With countless titles added to her name, she was probably the "Goddess of Dreams" in the minds of most people in the entire Cosmos, right?
To be able to speak a single word with her would be an honor that would bring glory to one's ancestors for a lifetime.
And yet such a great, such a powerful figure would actually say such words... It was truly extremely surprising.
Madam Herta's words, probably 99 percent of the people in the entire Cosmos would be unable to resist them, right?
And Lumina, naturally, was no exception.
She was also one of the people among this 99 percent.
Only... the things she wanted to do to Herta might be different from most of the people among this 99 percent.
Hearing Herta's words, Lumina slowly moved her gaze from Castorice's back to Herta's face.
Gazing upon that face, so beautiful it could make time stand still, cause all life to flourish, and make every being bloom once more... Lumina crossed her arms and smiled faintly.
She asked, confirming, "Are you sure... anything at all is fine?"
"Even things... that people in the world would look upon with strange eyes?"
"Even... some unspeakable things that would cause one to feel a sense of shame?"
Lumina's questions, one by one, were spoken aloud and transmitted into Herta's mind.
Hearing Lumina's a question after another, Herta felt something was a bit off.
But thinking it over, she found there was actually nothing strange about it.
After all, those kinds of things were exactly as Lumina had asked.
Therefore, after a moment of hesitation and thought, Herta nodded very seriously.
"Of course."
"As long as you ask, I will agree to whatever it is."
"..."
After Herta spoke these words, a silence descended upon the scene for a moment.
"?" Regarding this inexplicable silence, a question mark slowly formed over Herta's head.
Fortunately, just as she was about to start thinking, Lumina's voice rang out.
"Oh, all right then." Lumina nodded and smiled faintly at Herta.
Immediately after, right in front of Herta, a smile of having succeeded in a conspiracy hooked onto the corners of Lumina's mouth.
Herta: "?"
Seeing the smile on Lumina's face, Herta immediately felt a terrible premonition.
I... seem to have fallen into a pit Lumina dug.
"Lumina, I..."
Click—
"Little Herta, since you've said so, I won't refuse." With a soft click, a green collar appeared around Herta's fair neck.
In the center of the collar, the name "Lumina" was engraved, as if declaring ownership.
Pat, pat, pat—
Lumina reached out and patted Herta's small face, softly announcing, "From today on, the identity of Madam Herta comes to an end."
"You will discard all your identities and become my pet, Lumina's pet!"
Herta: "???"
Herta's exquisitely beautiful face was covered in confusion. She blinked her small eyes, seemingly unable to process what was happening.
"Wh-Why!"
After a moment of shock, Herta quickly reacted.
Ignoring the collar on her neck, Herta gritted her teeth and asked, "Why are you so submissive to Castorice, yet you treat me like this!"
Herta refused to accept this. She felt extremely wronged.
Castorice delivered herself to Lumina's doorstep, and Lumina accepted her with a smile.
Yet when she delivered herself, Lumina directly treated her as a pet...
Wasn't this double standard a bit too obvious?
Lumina's world was divided into beautiful girls and others.
And in the world of beautiful girls, there has to be a division between Herta and the rest, right?!
"See, you're getting worked up again." Seeing Madam Herta's rather desperate, cornered look, Lumina smiled softly.
"Is getting worked up useful? Does it help you?"
"Can getting worked up put food on the table? Then why are you getting worked up."
Herta: "..."
Under Lumina's simple yet relentless verbal assault, Herta was immediately silenced, not knowing what to say in response.
"Sigh, Little Herta, when will you ever understand my good intentions?" Looking at Herta's stunned expression, Lumina let out a deep sigh.
Then, with the tone of a weathered elder lamenting their child's failure to achieve success, she privately sighed with emotion.
"Your good intentions consist of putting a collar on me?" Herta snorted coldly. She reached out and tugged at the collar on her neck, only to find it wouldn't budge at all.
No matter how much strength Herta used, she couldn't pull the collar off her body.
After trying a few times, Herta gave up.
There was no doubt about it: this was definitely Little Lumina's doing.
Given her power, Herta knew she would have no way to remove it herself.
And judging by Lumina's personality, Herta was certain she would be made to do things she didn't want to do.
If that's the case, then I'll just keep this collar.
Herta didn't care anyway.
What would the rest of the world think?
With what kind of gaze would the world look at Herta when they saw her wearing a collar engraved with the name "Lumina"?
To this, Herta simply laughed it off.
Ridiculous, who would dare mock my Herta?
Even if someone did, Herta wouldn't care, it was just the talk of the masses, fundamentally incapable of causing any impact on Herta's spirit.
And... when the time came, would the world's attention truly be on Herta?
The answer was definitely a resolute no.
The world's gaze would all fall on the two words "Lumina" on the collar.
Everyone would wonder what kind of story Lumina and Herta had gone through to ultimately lead to a collar engraved with the name "Lumina" appearing on Herta's neck.
No one would think that Herta being collared like a pet was an extremely shameful matter.
Rather, for 90 percent of the people in the cosmos, this matter was a matter full of honor. As for the remaining 10 percent, they were all big shots who wouldn't care about or pay any attention to such a thing at all.
For that 90 percent of people, if Lumina ever spoke up and said, "Who wants to wear a collar and become my pet?"
At that moment, the entire Cosmos would fall into a great war to compete for the chance to become Lumina's pet...
Though it sounded a bit outrageous, Herta wasn't using any exaggeration here.
Because this was a fact, a fact that would definitely be realized as long as Lumina posted that sentence on the Cosmic Forum.
So, as someone who obtained the collar to become Lumina's "pet" without having to engage in any "great war," this was completely a matter of immense joy.
"Hmm..."
So what did this have to do with Herta?
Herta tugged at the collar again, trying to pull it off.
But obviously, it was completely useless.
The honor that 90 percent of the people in the Cosmos envied was completely useless to Herta.
In Herta's eyes, if she ignored this collar, wouldn't that mean she tacitly accepted becoming Lumina's "little sister"?
This was absolutely impossible! And absolutely unacceptable!
This matter was Herta's absolute bottom line, a red line that Herta could never cross!
"Didn't you say yourself that you'd agree to anything I do?" Hearing Herta's words, Lumina shrugged, her beautiful little face filled with helplessness.
"Look, now that I've actually done it, you're not happy."
"So does that mean your words were just talk, all talk and no action?"
"Sigh..." Lumina paused and sighed.
Then, before Herta could speak, she continued helplessly, "I've always known you're a big talker, and none of what you say can be taken seriously."
"But I never expected you to deny what you just said the moment after saying it."
"And not only did you deny it, but you also blamed the whole thing on me. Isn't that a bit too much?"
After saying this, a look of displeasure immediately appeared on Lumina's face. It seemed that if Herta didn't explain her behavior properly, Lumina would never speak to her again.
If Herta didn't give an explanation that Lumina could accept, she'd break up with her right away! (Strikethrough) She'd give her the cold shoulder and make her sleep on the sofa every day!
Hmm... Forget it, that won't work.
The moment this thought surfaced, Lumina immediately shot it down.
If it were just her and Herta, she would still let Herta sleep with her.
For Lumina, having a beautiful girl in the room while she slept alone... that was a little too "lonely."
But if there were a lot, a lot of beautiful girls, then Herta could just obediently go sleep on the sofa!
Though that was what she said, if Herta were to shamelessly insist on sleeping in the bed, or crawl in halfway through the night, Lumina wouldn't say anything either.
After all, in Lumina's eyes, you could never have too many beautiful girls~
"...Is what I want you to do still not obvious enough?" Herta's chest rose and fell slightly, looking as if she was somewhat infuriated by Lumina.
Herta had made what she wanted so obvious, that even a fool or an idiot would know by now, right?
Herta didn't believe Lumina didn't know.
She knew, but was just playing dumb.
If she played dumb with everyone, Herta wouldn't say anything.
But why did she only do this to her!
The scene of Lumina and Castorice almost kissing just now kept stimulating Herta's mind, making her want to scream in her heart: "Let go of that Castorice, let me do it!"
Herta stopped holding back and spoke plainly.
She wanted to engage in these kinds of activities with Lumina, and even... even go further!
As for the "Big Sister" and "Little Sister" issue, Herta felt that the two did not conflict.
Wanting to do this sort of thing with Lumina didn't mean she had accepted becoming Lumina's "Little Sister."
Herta would compromise on everything else, but on the issue of being "Big Sister" or "Little Sister," she would absolutely never compromise!
Becoming the "Big Sister Herta" addressed by her Little Sister Lumina was a must, and something she absolutely had to achieve, no matter how difficult the journey along the way.
"It's obvious, of course it's obvious." Faced with Herta's rhetorical question, Lumina didn't lie and nodded honestly in reply.
Was the meaning Herta wanted to convey in her words obvious? Of course it was extremely obvious, it was just one step away from directly saying the words "let's play together happily."
But you see, as obvious as it was, the final right of interpretation still lay in Lumina's hands.
Your hint is very obvious, I know, but I'm just not going to do it.
"Then why did you make me wear a collar!"
Herta tugged at the collar around her neck, her purple eyes showing a hint of fury.
She was truly angry now.
Of course, she wasn't angry at Lumina.
She was angry at this specific action of Lumina's.
Anyone would feel extremely displeased at being treated differently, wouldn't they?
"Because this is the thing I want to do to you the most." Lumina gave a soft snort, and as her small hand lifted slightly, a rope connected to the collar around Herta's neck appeared in her grasp.
She first held the rope and gently shook it in the air, as if gesturing to Herta.
Then, she gave it a forceful tug. Under the compulsory pull of the collar, Herta's head instantly tilted forward.
Under the pressure on her head, to prevent her head and body from separating, her body was also dragged along by her head, falling in the direction Lumina was pulling.
Seeing this, Lumina opened her small hand and wrapped her arm around Herta's waist, naturally pulling her tightly into her own embrace.
The arm wrapped around Herta's waist tightened slightly, making Herta's body press closely against her own. From a side view, there wasn't a single gap visible where their bodies touched.
"How is it, Little Herta? Do you like this?" With the rope wrapped around one hand and the other arm tightly holding Herta's soft waist, Lumina looked at Herta, who was now leaning against her shoulder, and asked with a slight smile.
After saying this, Lumina also gave the rope in her hand a gentle tug, once again creating a pulling sensation on the collar around Herta's neck.
Herta: "..."
Herta didn't know what to say anymore. Lumina was simply playing with her. If she said nothing and ignored her, Lumina would naturally give up on this idea.
Besides... this current posture was actually a great opportunity.
Of course, Herta wasn't referring to directly forcing a kiss.
Given the difference in their strength, Herta didn't think she could succeed at all.
In this situation, she would naturally choose an option that was guaranteed to succeed.
For example... Lumina's body!
At this thought, Herta opened her arms, one hand wrapping around Lumina's waist to feel its softness, while the other went to stroke Lumina's thigh.
And her head was pressed against Lumina's fair collarbone, taking a deep breath to experience the fragrance emanating from Lumina's skin at close range.
"Mmm..."
It smelled so good. If she could strip off all of Lumina's clothes, it would be even more fragrant, wouldn't it?
Herta thought so in her heart, yet her hands did not stop their movements at all.
She would cherish every minute and second of this time to take full advantage of Lumina!
Lumina: "..."
Feeling the ticklish sensations on her waist, thigh, and collarbone.
Lumina was stunned for a moment, then smiled indulgently and did not stop her.