Omega Taming the Black Moonlight - Chapter 45

Yan Liu took small sips of water, feeling the liquid soothe her throat and hydrate her stomach. Her spirits lifted slightly.

She tilted her head, her almond-shaped eyes blinking as she looked at Ji Yilian.

“…Why can Omegas use Spiritual Power on other Alphas, but not the other way around?”

Once again, she had keenly grasped the key point from Ji Yilian’s words.

Ji Yilian met her gaze without flinching.

“Unless you want to see those Alphas go mad with desire and pounce on you in the Arena.”

With that single sentence, Ji Yilian sent goosebumps erupting across Yan Liu’s skin, instantly dispelling her earlier curiosity.

The mere thought of Alphas lunging at her in a frenzy made Yan Liu lose her appetite for dinner.

She pressed her lips together. “Alright. Thank you for the warning.”

I guess I misjudged Ji Yilian.

So, the Great Scumbag A is actually quite thoughtful.

Then why was she so indifferent to the Original Host before?

Yan Liu wanted to ask, but she opened her mouth and hesitated, ultimately deciding against it.

The question was pointless.

The past was set in stone; otherwise, the System wouldn’t have summoned her here for this conquest mission.

“You’re welcome,” Ji Yilian replied to her thanks.

Tonight had been an eventful one.

By the time Yan Liu finally showered and collapsed into bed, she let out a deep breath.

“Tomorrow will be better.”

As always, before drifting off to sleep, the young woman gave herself a pep talk, reinforcing her resolve with positive affirmations.

Yan Liu was awakened by her Bionic Mecha Butler.

“Master, it’s time to wake up and eat breakfast,” the butler said gently, its voice warm and soothing.

The Mecha Butler had prepared breakfast according to Yan Liu’s instructions and was waiting by her bedside.

This is so comfortable, Yan Liu thought as she opened her eyes, already inhaling the delicious aroma of food. Her stomach rumbled louder than her brain could process, already growling.

When she finally focused her gaze and saw the Bionic Mecha Butler standing beside her, holding the breakfast tray, she couldn’t help but smile.

“Good morning, Little Nugget,” she greeted, using the name she had given the Mecha Butler.

“Good morning, my beloved Master,” Little Nugget replied, its voice carefully selected by Yan Liu from a vast library of vocal patterns.

A perfect day, of course, began with a perfect breakfast.

With the Bionic Mecha Butler, Yan Liu’s quality of life had instantly improved, and her happiness had soared.

As she sat at the dining table, savoring the egg pancakes Little Nugget had specially prepared, memories of her childhood flooded back.

Contrary to what Ji Yilian had said, the food made by robots was actually quite good.

While the flavor and cooking technique differed slightly from her grandfather’s egg pancakes, they were still delicious—certainly above average.

Yan Liu didn’t demand extravagant luxuries. A day like this was more than enough to satisfy her.

“Little Nugget, stay hidden at home. If anyone knocks, don’t open the door. Don’t let anyone see you, okay?”

Yan Liu gave Little Nugget these instructions after finishing her breakfast.

As an advanced AI butler, Little Nugget was incredibly expensive, beyond the reach of ordinary people. Yan Liu had only received one as a gift from the Alliance after becoming an S-Class Healer.

If Ji Yilian or anyone else saw Little Nugget, her secret would be exposed.

Hearing the girl’s instructions, the AI butler nodded.

“Rest assured, Master. Little Nugget will act according to your wishes. I will ensure no one sees me.”

As it spoke, the AI butler glided on its wheeled base, extended a mechanical arm, and cleared Yan Liu’s empty plate from the table before gliding toward the kitchen.

Watching this scene, Yan Liu felt a sense of wonder.

Little Nugget was truly advanced, on par with the robots she’d seen in science fiction movies.

Yan Liu couldn’t help but observe her surroundings—the old house she currently lived in.

The house definitely felt worn and neglected, lacking brightness. Even with sunlight streaming in during the day and the lights on, it still didn’t look new.

Yan Liu began planning to renovate the place.

She had no intention of moving.

Even with the Alliance’s official startup funds already in her account, the amount would have been astronomical in the past, something she couldn’t even dream of. Now, it was firmly hers.

In just a few days, Yan Liu’s horizons had broadened considerably. Money no longer held any shock value for her.

Today, she planned to take her own aircraft to the competition!

But as soon as she reached the ground floor, she spotted Ji Yilian standing nearby.

The sun was already high in the sky, its bright rays bathing Ji Yilian in a golden glow, as if a painter had deliberately brushed a layer of gold onto her portrait.

Her beauty, so utterly detached from her surroundings, possessed a breathtaking, heart-stopping quality.

Vibrant and radiant, yet tinged with an untouchable coldness.

“…Good morning,” Yan Liu greeted softly, her heart a little conflicted.

So, Ji Yilian was waiting here on purpose, hoping to give me a ride?

If I were the Original Host, I’d be overjoyed right now.

Being cherished by the person you love most, having them wait for you to go to school or a competition—that kind of experience is a source of profound happiness.

But unfortunately, Yan Liu didn’t love Ji Yilian.

She had always been clear-headed. Every display of affection, every smile, had been nothing more than part of her strategy to win her over.

The girl flashed an innocent and charming smile, her eyes curving into crescents, her dimples sweet as honey, and her pearly teeth and rosy lips making her look like one of the many beautiful wildflowers blooming by the roadside in spring.

Refreshingly captivating.

Ji Yilian had already been waiting here for a while.

“Good morning,” she murmured as Yan Liu approached.

“Are you hungry?” She had prepared breakfast.

Yan Liu followed her into the aircraft and froze at the sight of the food laid out on the table.

Huh?

Ji Yilian had actually prepared breakfast for her?

But she was already full.

And she had eaten the Bionic Mecha Butler’s cooking.

The egg pancakes were especially fragrant.

She had specifically requested that recipe from the Butler the night before.

Even now, Yan Liu could almost taste the food if she opened her mouth.

“Don’t you like it?”

Seeing Yan Liu standing motionless, staring at the breakfast without touching it—a stark contrast to her usual gluttonous behavior—Ji Yilian stepped forward, puzzled.

Their eyes met. Faced with Ji Yilian’s questioning gaze, Yan Liu felt a strange, inexplicable guilt.

What’s going on? She hadn’t asked Ji Yilian for food.

Ji Yilian had prepared breakfast and waited for her of her own accord.

Yet here she was, having eaten her fill at home, feeling guilty at the sight of this spread.

This is so hard.

Yan Liu found it nearly impossible to reject genuine kindness.

The food she had already eaten was practically threatening to resurface, but she dared not open her mouth.

Yan Liu was terrified that Ji Yilian would realize she’d already eaten breakfast.

Having eaten breakfast might expose the fact that she had a Bionic Mecha Butler…

In truth, there was no necessary connection between the two. It was Yan Liu’s own guilty conscience, burdened by secrets, that prevented her from acting with confidence.

The girl slowly shuffled to the table like a little snail, glanced at the food, and forced herself to sit down.

She didn’t dare open her mouth, fearing she’d burp the next second.

Ji Yilian’s gaze made her intensely uncomfortable, so guilty she wanted to cover the other woman’s eyes.

“You… you should eat too,” Yan Liu said, trying to share the food. She waved at Ji Yilian, her palm-sized face blooming into a flattering sunflower.

This side of Yan Liu was rarely seen.

After a moment of silence, Ji Yilian followed the invitation and sat beside her.

Neither spoke.

Yan Liu broke the silence first.

She picked up a croissant, dipped it in cream, and offered it to Ji Yilian’s lips.

“You’ve worked so hard. You should eat more.”

The girl transformed into a diligent little lark, her voice sweet as she tried to feed Ji Yilian.

After all… she couldn’t possibly eat another bite.

Caught off guard by the Omega’s sudden attentiveness, Ji Yilian felt a little dazed.

Does she really like my cooking that much?