Chapter 29
Chapter 29
Kiss
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Nyx was clueless that she was now a target of a fierce tiger. After seeing Theon off, she put her heart and soul into learning ballroom dancing.
Zayne pointed out that she shouldn’t bother with this at all. Noble Females learned only the things they liked; others‘ opinions were irrelevant. And of course, she was allowed not to have the slightest idea of dancing. No one dared to mock her.
Yet it dreaded her to even picture herself making a fool of herself in public. To avoid faux pas on such a formal occasion, she searched for many dance training institutions on StarNet, but none was available to Females.
There were only a few schools in the Empire that were eligible to accept Females, which were specialized Female comprehensive schools and a few official universities.
Discrimination wasn’t the reason; it was for Females‘ protection, as Female comprehensive schools were the safest in the Empire, even more so than the Palace. Females received education there from childhood to adulthood at age 18, completing all basic education while developing some interests.
Searching on StarNet, Nyx was shocked to know that most Females in the Empire would leave school when they reached adulthood; they rarely continued their studies.
Renowned universities, Imperial Military Academy, for example, were eligible to admit Female students, but in fact, they’d be lucky to have one Female student after hundreds of years.
Nyx felt bitter; she wasn’t allowed to go to university at home, yet the Females here voluntarily walked away from receiving higher education. They really didn’t know they were born.
In the room, she gawked at the screen in a daze, wondering if going to college here would be a wise choice when someone knocked on the door. Snapping back to reality, she turned around and saw Zayne.
Handing her the mixed serum, he showed her the resumes on his Intelligent Brain. “I picked out several great ballroom dance tutors suitable for you. Who do you prefer?”
Flipping through all the resumes, she saw all Males and could only pick one that seemed agreeable.
Coleman Sherwin, a gentleman from an old aristocratic family–though down and out already. The young Coleman, with his pretty face and elegant temperament, was a famous playboy in the Empire, a heartthrob of several Females.
He mastered all kinds of aristocratic etiquette, especially proficient in ballroom dancing, and had rich experience in teaching Females.
Zayne had no objection to Nyx’s choice; though Coleman was a bit frivolous in earlier years, he was already over 300 years old and a measured tutor who knew better than to develop any inappropriate relationships with his students.
Nodding, Zayne reached out to Coleman, who agreed to be at their doorstep at 3:00 sharp this afternoon.
Nyx lifted her head and gulped down the serum, smacking her lips while frowning, thinking, ‘Hats off to Beastmen; they take serum as formal meals for decades.
At first, the serum tasted fine; yet after having it on a daily basis for half a month in a row, she found it unbearable.
Zayne thoughtfully brought her a plate of sweet snacks in time, the raisin soufflé he had just baked under her guidance, rich and creamy.
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She had always been interested in baking but didn’t have the time or money to develop it and could only memorize the recipes. This was the first time she had put one of them into practice, and it was a big, surprising success.
She brought a piece to his lips, wanting him to give it a go; shaking his head, he smiled, “I’ve already had some.”
Fresh bakery, as nice as it smelt, didn’t assure him enough to bring it to her directly. He tried some first to make sure it was OK before letting her have it.
Yet she wouldn’t give up; she held the piece, her eyes tinged with stubbornness,
Zayne looked at her, his gray–blue eyes filled with tenderness. He lowered his head and took the piece away with his mouth, his thin lips brushing against her soft fingertips, making her tremble slightly.
She pulled away her hand at once; her heart stopped racing so fast when she noticed nothing off in his expression, and she figured perhaps he didn’t do it intentionally.
Still flustered, she completely forgot that what she wanted was for him to take the soufflé with his hand instead of his mouth. After all this time, she still hadn’t learned her lesson; he wasn’t at all as harmless as he seemed to be.
He, on the contrary, knew that he should quit while he was ahead. After serving her with the full plate of soufflé, he left and went to the kitchen to clean up.
Seeing him leave, Nyx glanced at the time and saw it was just after 1:00 in the afternoon, nearly two hours before Coleman’s arrival. So, she changed into light clothes and went to the courtyard outside for some fresh air.
Though Theon had been away from Central Planet these years, he had someone attend the villa frequently. The courtyard had a few newly added flourishing fruit tree saplings, and some adorable yellow flowers dotted the lush lawn.
The Royal Garden surely was more colorful and had more plant varieties, but this place was orderly and vibrant enough. Also, there was a swing in the corner. Nyx drew the drawing, and Theon made the swing based on it.
It had become Nyx’s favorite spot; she often sat on the swing while basking in the sun, feeling like a retired person who enjoyed her peaceful retirement life.
Yet today, her exclusive swing was taken over by an uninvited guest–a petite, white thingy. She saw it from afar and walked quickly over, only to see a cute, furry back with pure white fur.
It was almost as impeccable as Zayne when he was in his beast form, but unlike the Snow Wolf, it was a small animal with soft, snow–white hair, reminding her of cotton candy.
The animal was curling up on the swing; upon hearing her footsteps, it warily propped up its body, revealing its face–as cute as cotton candy, just as she expected.
She instantly clutched her chest, her eyes sparkling as she thought, ‘What a lovely kitten. I swear that it’s the most perfect, elegant kitten I’ve ever seen!
The kitten had a round face, with eyes as pure deep blue as the ocean. Its whole body was white except for a clump of dark hair on its forehead, adding a touch of seriousness and majesty to it, resembling that of a tiger cub.
Nyx tried her best not to pat it; instead, she observed it carefully, and then she concluded–it was just an ordinary kitten, not
a Beastman.
When Male Beastmen were in their beast form, she always saw black mist around them. Take Zayne for example, though he didn’t bestialize and didn’t have a high Loss of Control Index, she still saw a certain light black mist surrounding Snow Wolf.
However, there was no sign of black mist around this kitten at all. Seeing this, Nyx smiled evilly and reached out.
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