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Teaching the female president

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Her legs, supported by the stockings, looked stunning and captivating. Coupled with her rose-pink hair, she was incredibly eye-catching. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her. Beneath her skin, as white as snow and as smooth as cream, I could feel a deep, enduring vitality. The blue-black corset and gloves perfectly accentuated her proud figure. I'm probably around level 40, with about 2000 vitality right now. Comparing that to her... Even though I don't know her level, she seems to have around 1000 vitality. This... this isn't... This isn't the mysterious ghost tower from that H-game! I remember playing it. So, the one before me is Scarlett, but isn't this the VBH world? Why is this tower here? "Goddammit, I've been assigned to this godforsaken place for almost a month! There's nothing in this damn tower, just the same walls, ceiling, floor, and terrible food. A month! Finally, a living person arrives. Is God trying to drive me insane?" Scarlett muttered. "Hello there, I'm Calvia," I said, smiling at Scarlett. I consciously reined in my aura, not wanting to scare her. I took a deep breath, catching a faint scent. Judging by the smell, she was still a virgin. Thanks to the anime world; in reality, a mature woman like her would hardly be a virgin. A pang of pity struck me. Recruiting a few subordinates might not be a bad idea... "I don't care what your name is," Scarlett said. "My problem now is that someone has finally arrived, and there's only one spot on this floor. Where should I lock you up!~" I suddenly remembered the identity of this female guard and asked, "Aren't you a mercenary?" Scarlett gave a surprised "Eh?" "How did you know?" "Just a guess. How about it, I can give you a lot of gold," I tempted her. "Hmph, beat me first," Scarlett said. "Perfect. Hand over the key to the next floor," I accepted Scarlett's challenge.

Golden handcuffs bound Ling Zixiao's wrists behind her back, and a matching golden ring locked her thumbs together. A slender golden chain extended downwards. The matching anklet hadn't been fastened yet, as Yan Zhi froze, holding Ling Zixiao's feet. The dark blue canvas shoes had been tossed into the box, and her snow-white feet peeked out from the gaps in the straps of her footie socks. The slightly everted big toes added curves to these slender, bony feet. The blue plush lining of the canvas shoes clung to Ling Zixiao's soles, between her toes, and under her nails. Her ten toes, arched by the tension of the ligaments, confidently extended towards Yan Zhi. Aside from the proud big toes, the remaining eight toes bared their nails towards Yan Zhi. Eight semi-transparent sequins reflected the midday sun, their unadorned and undyed nails maintaining their elegant curve. Ling Zixiao's big toes were no less striking; more fleshy than the others, they resembled wider bullet tips in shape. Yan Zhi gently squeezed these big toes, the soft flesh and slightly damp soles making her grateful she had so easily subdued this pursuer, otherwise, she would have been no match for Ling Zixiao. *Click. Click.* The golden anklet was also locked above Ling Zixiao's ankles, forming a perfect color combination with the black footie socks and the red diamond pattern. The simple anklet complemented Ling Zixiao's bony ankles, echoing the handcuffs above. The echo was literal, as a slender golden chain extended from the middle of the handcuffs and connected to the middle of the anklet. This compact design forcibly bound Ling Zixiao's body into a spread-eagle position. A toe lock, identical to the thumb lock, was also fastened onto Ling Zixiao's pressed-together feet. Two clean white crescents hung at the tips of Ling Zixiao's toenails, further forward than the toe lock, much like her rolled-back eyes against the midday sun. "Don't worry, another sister will come to sleep with you within 4 hours~ Not~ Scared~" Yan Zhi looked at the empty space in the box, teasing Ling Zixiao, whose breathing was gradually evening out, but inwardly she mused, "But why would the calculating Larma leave a double-occupancy box in this place? Shouldn't she have prepared a single box? Or perhaps she just didn't have a single box available? Or... hmm?..."