Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Take Responsibility for Me

But how did the Female Master suddenly learn to say these things?

The last bed that Selene Kane had meticulously made was covered in white bedding, neatly folded.

The entire bed was so clean it looked like no one had ever lain there.

The two of them stayed in the basement for a whole day, from early dawn till nightfall.

Only when the last trace of sunset was swallowed by the night did they reluctantly crawl out slowly.

Zane was born with a love for the sea; the ocean water felt as natural to him as breathing.

Just a touch of the salty, refreshing sea water,

and every cell in his body seemed to cheer.

But Selene was a terrestrial female, inherently considering herself human, accustomed to ways entirely different from the ocean.

She couldn’t do without freshwater, always feeling that only warm water washing over her skin could truly wash away fatigue.

So, she didn’t let Zane follow her, gently patted his hand, shook her head with a smile, and wobbled back home.

The system, which had been holding back for too long, finally popped up in the silent night.

"Congratulations, Host! You’re pregnant with your second baby! Healthy and full of vitality! Steady heartbeat, well-nourished, the little one is secretly growing!"

Selene’s face was still flush, her ear tips slightly red.

But she never hid what needed to be asked.

Even if it was embarrassing, she had to ask clearly.

"Can marine beastmen and terrestrial beastmen have children? I’ve never heard of it before, with such big genetic differences... will there not be... some barrier? Will the child be healthy?"

The system rolled its eyes.

"It’s the Interstellar Era now, and gene editing technology has developed to the fifth generation. What biology class are you talking about? Species from different planets can intermarry and have children; the difference between you two doesn’t even count as data fluctuation! Rest assured, the baby is plenty healthy!"

That really couldn’t be refuted.

She gently touched her belly.

"So comfortable..."

The first child had worn her out.

But now, with Zane’s seed nestled inside,

that restless heat was somehow gently suppressed.

But something’s not right...

Frowning, a trace of doubt suddenly arose in her mind.

It was clearly hot when she came in, so why did it change when she came out?

"Ahhh!"

The system nearly exploded on the spot, its voice going off key.

"Don’t talk like that in front of this single AI! You’re making my database bubble with pink bubbles! And quickly turn around! There’s someone!"

Selene quickly turned her head, pausing her steps, her eyes suddenly fixed.

The carved pillars were densely covered with three-dimensional flowering branches.

Colorful butterflies fluttered around, their wings refracting a rainbow sheen under the sunlight.

The still-life stayed motionless, while butterfly shadows danced chaotically.

Earlier, she had found it beautiful, her eyes full of amazement.

But after watching for a long time, the novelty wore off, leaving only numbness.

But as soon as the system reminded her, she immediately became alert.

As soon as the cold mechanical voice faded beside her ear,

she instinctively scanned her surroundings.

After three rounds of scanning, her gaze almost pierced through those floating butterfly shadows.

A Little Butterfly finally couldn’t take it.

"Waaah, female! I’m about to have a broken wing! Really about to break! If you don’t pay attention to me, I’ll be split in two today!"

"Why did you shut the door? I’ve been knocking for three hundred years! Do you know how strong the wind is outside? My wings are almost frozen stiff! I can’t push it open! There’s a restriction on the door! Did you do it on purpose?!"

"I haven’t seen you in so long! I’ve missed you to death! Is it because my second form flies too flamboyantly, dazzling your eyes and annoying you? It’s not my fault! It’s the clan’s rules on flying etiquette, I can’t help it!"

"It hurts so much... my spiritual veins are trembling... I can’t fly anymore, I really can’t... Can I perch on your head? Just for a moment, I promise not to move, and I won’t speak either..."

"You have... another male’s scent on you, it smells terrible. Did another butterfly get close to you?! I warn you, don’t let any other male get within three yards of you!"

Selene grabbed his wing.

"Stop talking, you’re really noisy. If you say one more word, I’ll stuff you into a cage made of Talisman Paper and seal you for a hundred years."

His mouth was full of all sorts of nonsense.

This little guy usually pretended to be an innocent little flower.

As soon as emotions hit, even the ancestral teachings of the Butterfly Clan went out the window.

Selene’s face was expressionless, her lips drawn into a straight line.

Her ears automatically activated a blocking mode.

But the person had long gone, walking briskly without looking back.

If other beastmen didn’t understand his sour ancient Butterfly language full of "marriage" and "innocence,"

she would have dug a hole to crawl into, never to show her face again.

After all, what female gets publicly accused of "starting carelessly and ending heedlessly" by a butterfly?

If this gets out, it would be a laughingstock!

Back in the room, she threw him directly onto the bed.

The cotton sheet sunk slightly, and the Little Butterfly rolled over a couple of times, wings flapping wildly.

"Shut up, don’t say another word."

The Little Butterfly immediately started to sob, tears flowing out like floodwaters once the gates were opened.

"You’re biased! The book says, females shouldn’t be biased! Emotions should be treated equally! Even if I didn’t cross the doorstep, if you force me to do something weird... I wouldn’t dare resist... Anyway, you’re the Upper-level Contracted... I can only listen to you... Boo hoo hoo..."

"I didn’t even think of doing anything to you."

She rolled her eyes, her tone full of helplessness.

"Can you quit thinking in that direction? Is there nothing else in your head?"

He instantly flared up, his wings spread wide with a "swish."

The scales on his pink wings fluttered slightly with his agitated emotions.

"I will never talk to you again! You’ve broken my heart! My heart is shattered! From now on, even if you call me a thousand times, I won’t look back!"

With that, he buried himself in the folds of the sheet, curling into a little ball, turning his back to her.

His wings were soaked, sagging against his body.

Selene shrugged, too tired to engage with his emotional blackmail charades, and turned into the bathroom.

The sea water was too salty, clinging to her skin like a layer of salt.

If she didn’t wash, she feared she’d crystallize.

When she dried off and came out, wrapped in a long towel, pushing open the bathroom door, the bed sheet had already become a "sea of tears."

Small as the butterfly was, he cried like the floodgates had been opened.

Tears didn’t fall drop by drop, they surged in torrents.

Even with wings open, they couldn’t cover the patch of wet marks; the more he cried, the more it spread, even smudging a pile of powder.

The previously white bed sheet was directly dyed into a rainbow carpet.

The rainbow butterfly powder mixed with tear stains, shimmering with a crystalline sheen.

"Get down."

Tears are one thing, but you’re shedding powder too?

This sheet is done for.

The Little Butterfly shakily propped his six thin legs up, wings flapping like an old electric fan.

"You cold-blooded female! I’m so small and helpless, how could you be so heartless? I’m about to collapse, even my wings are shivering!"

He flew to the pillow, folded his wings, and clumsily gathered his six legs, settling down heavily.

"No matter, I’m sleeping here today. You can’t make me leave, I’ve decided!"

Selene was so tired her eyes couldn’t stay open.

She ignored him, slumping to the side.

The Little Butterfly was still buzzing around her ear.

"Female Master, will you be responsible for me? I... I gave you all my spiritual power, you can’t just brush it off."