Chapter Eighty-Five: Ambiguity

Under the command that left her no room to resist, the pure white priestess robe she had been wearing was removed from Bai Feng and then vanished back into her storage satchel.

With her outer garment gone, the girl was left wrapped only in thin white cloth over her chest and lower body. Great swaths of jade-like skin were laid bare. Her full, high breasts, her long legs, her delicate curves, her translucent skin, and her black hair bound up with ribbons and falling beside her slender collarbones in stark contrast to her complexion all combined to make a beauty capable of drawing any man's gaze.

Wang Ling looked at Bai Feng's body, and for the first time he felt what it was like to see a girl close to nakedness. It was entirely different from the naked female bodies he had seen in movies in the real world.

The thrill that arose from beholding the body of the opposite sex, the unease that came with it, and a trace of bewilderment all surged in his heart.

In the world of Double Dragon, when facing enemies, whether killing Dreamers or slaying figures of the story, Wang Ling had never hesitated for a moment. But now, seeing the almost naked girl before him, he was confused. To use the binding force of a contract to force himself upon a woman like this—was that truly right?

"Whatever else, she was the one who tried to kill me first. Besides, a promise is a promise. I'm only claiming the reward I earned by winning the bet!"

Silently cheering himself on, Wang Ling raised both hands and gently lifted Bai Feng, laying her flat on the bed. He slid his arms around her full breasts, reached behind her back, untied her bra, and then slipped the tiny panties down from over her rounded hips, along the smooth line of her thighs.

Setting the underwear aside, Wang Ling looked down at Bai Feng, who lay completely bare before him. Reclining on the bed, she seemed full of a girl's fragile vulnerability, her slender waist almost able to be encircled by one hand, the perky pink tips of her perfect breasts tender and delicate, and below, she was utterly bare, not a blade of grass in sight.

"Why is Bai Hu called Bai Feng, anyway..." Wang Ling swallowed and muttered under his breath.

Those words instantly filled the girl's upturned, pretty eyes with a mist of tears. A wave of utter humiliation rose in her heart. She knew the ordeal ahead could no longer be avoided.

Whether men or weak insects, all were beneath Bai Feng's contempt, and Wang Ling happened to embody both. Yet now she was about to be violated by this despicable, feeble man, and in the most humiliating way possible—while utterly powerless to resist.

After stripping the girl, Wang Ling began removing his own clothes. Because he was nervous, it took him a full two minutes just to undo the simple shirt buttons. He took off his jeans as well, and after hesitating for a moment, he steeled himself and awkwardly removed his boxers. Bare as a sheet, he climbed onto the bed.

"This is really embarrassing..." He nearly fainted. "I mean, I'm a man. Why am I embarrassed? Could this be a shut-in's shyness? And why am I even mocking myself like this..."

Lying on his side beside Bai Feng, Wang Ling's hand touched the girl's innocent body. It brushed her cheek, her neck, the soft, raised peaks of her breasts, then glided over her supple skin and down to her flat, smooth belly. Wherever he touched was warm and pleasing, and he could even feel a faint trembling beneath his fingers.

"It feels so nice to touch!"

This unprecedented experience, and moreover one gained on the body of a peerlessly beautiful naked girl, sent Wang Ling's blood surging at once. Any embarrassment in his heart had long been thrown to the farthest reaches of the earth. The only thing he felt now was blood rushing downward through his body, until the part that had once been low and slack rose up hard and proud.

The girl before him did not resemble a haughty powerhouse who could fight angels at all. Once her clothes were gone, she was only an ordinary girl, one unable to make any gesture of resistance, only able to tremble in fear.

"Isn't this just mating? Every woman has to go through this step. I am Bai Feng! I am the woman who dared, as a novice Dreamer, to hunt angels! This is only a minor setback. I cannot act so weak!"

As Wang Ling's hand violated her body and his leg rose to pin her own apart, his arm encircling her waist, Bai Feng kept speaking to herself as though under hypnosis, desperately trying to banish the weakness in her heart. She even straightened her body, meeting the eyes of the wicked man who was bullying her with clear, unyielding resolve, her gaze full of stubborn pride, and said in a voice as cold as ice:

"Wang Ling, I am not afraid of what you intend to do to me. Consider it no more than being bitten by a dog. One day, I will kill you and avenge today's humiliation!"

Though she had already summoned courage in her heart and prepared herself to face everything, when Wang Ling's left hand, which had been circling over her lower belly, slipped downward toward the narrow cleft and even used his fingers to part it and delve inside, the strange tingling that ran through her lower body, together with that unprecedented sense of being filled, still caused a frenzy of hatred to rise in Bai Feng's mind. Something in her brain seemed to shatter.

"I hate you, Wang Ling! I swear I will kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you..."

Bound by the contract, Bai Feng's supple and sensual body still could not resist. She trembled weakly, crying out in a frenzy. A single cool tear slipped from the corner of her eye and slid down her tender cheek.

The hard, cold shell was broken, revealing the softness within. Bai Feng had never imagined that one day she would be so helpless. A deep exhaustion flooded her heart, not only the weariness of the body, but also of spirit and soul. Under that assault, her voice gradually sank, her strength fading more and more. The whole of her radiated a thick aura of despair, looking as pitiable as an abandoned animal in the winter snow.

With his left hand buried below, and his right arm around her slender waist, Wang Ling was already unable to stop himself from taking the next step. But the one tear that slipped from the corner of the girl's eye fell upon his soul like ice water. Looking at Bai Feng's despairing, pained face and that hollow gaze, as if something had broken inside her, he fell silent.

"How is forcefully possessing a woman who cannot resist any different from the lowest kind of scum? If I want to vent my desires, I can simply wait until after the next main quest and create an artificial being of my own, rather than using such means to take possession of a girl's body."

"A person should have a bottom line. Dealing with someone who wants to kill me by killing them and taking their wealth is only natural. But unless the other party is willing of their own accord, I will never force myself upon a woman's body. That is my bottom line!"

Wang Ling's desire was gradually fading, and his once-rigid lower body began to soften. He gently withdrew his fingers from the cleft, touched Bai Feng's cheek, and tenderly wiped away that single tear.

"So troublesome... don't cry. I won't bully you anymore, all right?"

The warm breath by her ear finally caused the girl in Bai Feng to burst forth in full. Crystal tears welled uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, streaming down her face in two little rivers. A sob broke from her throat, and her slender shoulders trembled.

"Ugh... I hate you so much... ugh..."

Wang Ling sighed and opened his arms to hold Bai Feng, burying her head in his embrace. He raised one hand to her smooth black hair and gently stroked it, as though comforting a small animal. Though this caused the girl's naked body and full, firm breasts to press fully against him, there was no desire in his heart anymore, only pity.

"No matter how strong she is, she's still only a young girl. In the real world, a beauty like this would have been cherished and spoiled by everyone. In the Dream Space, alone and without even a friend, fighting in dangerous mission worlds, it must have been terribly hard and lonely. I'm sorry. This time I was wrong. I won't bully you again. Cry out all your hurt and grief—just cry it all out."

Holding the trembling, weeping girl, Wang Ling kept stroking her head and soothing her emotions. The clock on the wall ticked away the time. It passed little by little. He did not know how long the girl in his arms had been crying, but as if she intended to cry everything out at once, she eventually wept herself into exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep. The sound of her crying slowly turned into soft breathing.

Wang Ling could not help but give a wry smile. Bai Feng seemed to have cried out every tear she possessed. His own clothes and the bedding beneath him were soaked through with tears. He did not wish to wake the girl, so with a quiet sigh he kept holding her as he was. Fortunately, after the great increase in his physical attributes, such a posture did not feel uncomfortable at all.

When he had fought in the arena, using mental control over the three dark fighters to battle Elliot, Wang Ling himself had been extremely exhausted. After a while, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and he too gradually fell asleep.

Inside the private room, only the even breaths of the boy and girl remained. In the mirror on the wall, one could see the two naked bodies pressed tightly together, Wang Ling's arms around Bai Feng's back, while the girl's body curled slightly inward, her tear-stained pink face resting against his chest. Even in sleep, one arm seemed to instinctively seek him out, wrapping around his waist.

It was a beautiful scene, with no trace of obscenity, only a softness and an air of intimacy. If a photographer were to capture this moment, it would make a work entitled "Tenderness and Attachment," fully worthy of a grand prize in photography.

Time passed slowly. The hour limited by the contract had long since come and gone, yet neither of them woke. In her sleep, Bai Feng seemed to cherish the warmth of Wang Ling's body, continually curling closer into his embrace. Their skin remained pressed together, and within that unprecedented sense of safety and rest, a faint smile gradually appeared at the corner of her mouth...

In the next chapter, a surprise will appear. Yes, it has nothing to do with Bai Feng, and everyone will definitely never guess what it is... Also, the next world is about to begin. The clue on the Android route is: "There is one strange man on the grass; there are two strange men on the grass; then another strange man appears on the grass..." Can you guess it? You definitely can't guess it...