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Heart Table

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Collins heard a faint sound from the entrance, followed by his father’s puzzled voice.

“Hey, Melfer, why do I feel like the fire element concentration is off? I cast a full-strength protective magic array on our home. Within its range, even mid-tier mages shouldn’t be able to use elemental magic.”

Mo Yue glanced back in the direction of her returning parents, a mischievous grin forming.

“Brother, you’re holding my panties right now.”

“What do you think will happen if Father senses something’s wrong and comes up to see what you’re holding?”

“Just to remind you—you’re alone in the shower, completely naked, holding your sister’s worn, unwashed underwear.”

“Can you imagine what kind of assumptions that would lead to?”

Collins immediately extinguished the fire in his hand.

Downstairs, his father’s voice came again.

“Huh? The fire element levels are back to normal.”

“Did my protective array glitch?”

“No, I have to check this carefully. If a fire breaks out later, I’ll be stuck arguing with the insurance company again.”

“You… what do you want?”

Collins now fully understood—his very reputation, perhaps even his survival, was in Mo Yue’s hands.

That one pair of underwear in his hand was enough.

If Mo Yue so much as screamed down to their parents, Collins’ reputation in this household would be destroyed.

As for other options—teleportation, substitution, spatial exchange—countless ideas raced through Collins’ mind.

After all, he was a mid-tier mage.

Things that seemed unbelievable to ordinary people were child’s play to him.

Almost as if she could read his mind, Mo Yue let out a playful giggle.

“My dearest brother, don’t forget—our powerful father is right downstairs.”

“No matter what kind of magic you use, inside the magical domain of a high-tier mage, do you really think he won’t notice your tricks?”

“If I just whisper in Father’s ear that you stole my underwear, do you think he’d believe me?”

“You… you’re evil… you even planned this far?”

“Mhm, of course.”

“To be your sister, I have to be clever.”

“With a smart little sister like me, you’re really quite lucky, you know?”

“Ugh, I must have the worst luck in eight lifetimes.”

Collins shook his head, despair written all over his face.

“Fine. Say what you want. I surrender.”

Mo Yue hadn’t acted yet, which clearly meant she had a purpose.

This time, Collins had been outplayed.

A lost bet must be paid.

“I told you long ago, didn’t I?”

“I want you to beg me.”

“Beg you?”

“Mhm. Beg me.”

Collins took a deep breath.

“Lady Mo Yue, please be merciful and forgive my small mistake.”

Mo Yue shook her head.

“Not sincere enough.”

“What more do you want me to do?”

Mo Yue squinted.

“Kneel. Kneel and beg me.”

Collins was furious.

“I’m a man! How could I kneel to a little girl—”

Mo Yue suddenly shouted toward the stairs.

“Ah! Brother, what are you doing?!”

“Huh? Sweetheart, what happened?”

Rapid footsteps echoed from the staircase.

Mo Yue instantly turned back and glared viciously through the frosted glass at Collins.

“Do you know how long it takes for Mom and Dad to reach the bathroom from the stairs?”

“Ten seconds.”

“That means you have exactly ten seconds to kneel and beg me.”

“When they arrive, I’ll either tell them you asked me to bring your clothes…”

“Or you can explain why you’re naked in the shower holding my underwear.”

“Just a kind reminder—I’ve already used up a few seconds talking.”

“You’ve got maybe six seconds left to decide.”

Collins was fuming.

“You think I’ll give in?”

“It’s okay. No matter what you choose, I won’t lose.”

Collins gritted his teeth.

In the first second, he thought about all his past achievements, all the admiring gazes he’d once received.

In the second second, he thought of the difference between him and his father—how his father often doubted if Collins was even his real son.

After all, Collins’ father was famous for his romantic escapades, while Collins himself had barely spent time around women.

In the third second, Melfer and his father’s footsteps could be heard climbing the stairs.

The pounding of shoes against the floor sounded like war drums hammering his chest.

In that moment, Collins suddenly understood what heart patients felt like during an attack.

Stealing women’s underwear is perverted.

Stealing your sister’s underwear? That’s elite-level perversion.

But stealing your sister’s underwear while stark naked in the shower?

That was perversion worthy of Hannibal.

Collins could already imagine how his enemies, jealous rivals, or people who just didn’t like him would exaggerate and spread this story.

His life wouldn’t be over—but he’d be in unbearable misery for a long time.

In the fourth second, Mo Yue opened the frosted shower door.

Her hateful gaze fixed on Collins.

Perhaps from sheer shock, Collins didn’t even think to cover himself.

He stood there, one hand holding Mo Yue’s underwear, blankly staring at her.

In the fifth second, Mo Yue coldly commanded:

“Kneel.”

It was as if he had been hit by a high-level command spell.

Collins dropped to his knees before Mo Yue.

In the sixth second, the door opened.

Melfer and Collins’ father saw their son kneeling in front of Mo Yue.

Mo Yue had placed her soft white foot on Collins’ head, gently twisting it.

Both parties stared at each other.

Silence reigned.

Collins’ father coughed awkwardly and slowly closed the door.

Just as Collins opened his mouth to explain, Mo Yue beat him to it.

“Mom, Dad, it’s not what you think! It’s Brother—he insisted I step on his head!”

Before walking away, Mo Yue looked back at the dazed, stunned Collins.

“Brother, your expression…”

“It’s very interesting.”

Wearing a devilish smile, Mo Yue happily skipped away.

She was already thinking about how she’d frame Collins next.

Just imagining that strong, arrogant older brother now helpless in her hands—oh, the thrill.

A rush of pleasure spread through her chest.

Mo Yue finally understood why her classmates enjoyed bullying others so much.

It really was delightful to watch someone else suffer, get confused, and fall into despair.

Especially when the one being tormented… was someone far stronger than you.

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