Genshin Impact: Villain Life Sim

"Won't take away my important thing?"

Yelan was momentarily stunned, then looked puzzled. "Then why did you bring me here? Was it just to humiliate me?"

"Not at all," Lucas spread his hands with a smirk. "Miss Yelan, with all your charms, surely you realize there's more than one way you could please me."

Though Yelan had no experience in such matters, her line of work had exposed her to countless similar cases. She was well aware of the human propensity for creative pursuits of desire.

"You mean…" Yelan hesitantly pointed to her lips. "Here?"

"No," Lucas shook his head.

"Then… here?" Yelan gestured toward her chest.

"Not that either," Lucas replied, still smiling. "Come on, Miss Yelan, use your imagination—you're quite clever, aren't you?"

"It couldn't possibly be…" Yelan instinctively covered her rear, her face turning pale with rare nervousness. "I… I don't think I could handle that."

Given Liyue's generally conservative culture, such rough ideas were more common in the distant nation of Snezhnaya. Yelan, while harboring certain unconventional tastes, wasn't ready for that kind of pain—she hadn't even considered trying it.

"Miss Yelan, this is still a kitchen," Lucas sighed, rubbing his temples. "If something strange lingers here, Chef Mao will have my head."

Yelan's cheeks flushed red. "Then… I don't know what else it could be! Surely there aren't any other options!"

"Well," Lucas said with a mischievous smile, "your underarms are sweating quite a bit. It'd be a shame to waste that."

Catching his drift immediately, Yelan glanced at her underarms, realization dawning on her. "You mean… here?"

"Exactly," Lucas nodded. "From the moment I saw them, I was captivated."

Under normal circumstances, Yelan would have delivered a swift and unforgiving rebuke to anyone who dared say such a thing. But now, with the tables turned and her at a disadvantage, she couldn't argue.

What was even stranger was that, instead of feeling disgusted, Yelan felt a strange, inexplicable sense of pride.

"But…" Yelan hesitated. "I… I don't know how."

"Neither do I," Lucas replied calmly. "But everything has a first time. Let's give it a try. First, raise your arms so I can get a better look."

Though conflicted, Yelan found herself complying, raising her arms high and pulling them back to give Lucas a clear view. The action was humiliating, yet… oddly exhilarating.

"Truly beautiful," Lucas murmured, his gaze fixed. "Now, lower your arms and press them close to your sides. The real fun is about to begin."

Twenty minutes later.

Xiangling had gone to rest earlier, exhausted from a day of hard work. Being young and full of energy could only go so far; she couldn't match Lucas' seemingly boundless stamina.

When she woke and realized it was already dark, she rushed out to see if she could help with anything else.

Entering the dining area, she found Yanfei dozing off at a table. The kitchen lights were still on, and through the flickering shadows, she could vaguely make out Lucas moving inside.

"Lucas!" Without much thought, Xiangling lifted the curtain and walked in—only to find Lucas standing with another woman.

Both of them wore expressions that were hard to describe, especially the woman, whose flushed face and tightly crossed arms suggested she was hiding something.

"Miss Yelan?" Xiangling asked after a moment of thought, recognizing the guest. "What are you doing here?"

Xiangling remembered Yelan well. When a business rival had falsely accused Wanmin Restaurant of financial fraud, it was Yelan's investigation that not only exonerated them but exposed the accuser's misconduct.

"Uh… she just happened to be passing by," Lucas quickly came up with an excuse. "We're old friends, and since she saw me cleaning up the kitchen, she offered to help wash dishes, right?"

"Right… yes, exactly," Yelan nodded, catching on quickly. "Hydro elemental abilities make cleaning a breeze."

"Honestly, you could've just left the cleaning to me," Xiangling said, then suddenly remembered. "Wait a minute! Isn't the competition supposed to end at nine? What are you still doing here?"

There were less than twenty minutes left until the 9 PM deadline. Even with a carriage, getting from Chihu Rock to Yujing Terrace on time seemed nearly impossible.

"Well then, I'll leave this to you," Lucas said without hesitation, grabbing Yelan's wrist and heading out. "I'll come back to try your cooking another day."

"You'd better!" Xiangling called after them. As they left, she sniffed the air and murmured, "What's that strange smell? Did someone break an egg?"

"That was cutting it close…" Lucas handed Yelan a handkerchief as they stepped outside. "Here, for the sweat."

Of course, it wasn't just sweat she needed to wipe away.

"I admit I've done some wild things in my life," Yelan muttered, still a little shaken. "But what just happened… definitely makes the top three."

"Well, I'm honored," Lucas chuckled. "Honestly, I didn't expect that spot to be so… unique."

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Author's Note: ummm.. what.... anyways... yes he put the d in armpit 

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