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Wakako had no idea what their former captain was busy with. She simply continued fulfilling her duties as captain, while occasionally visiting her wife at the palace. Crown Princess Tsukiyo, who had been worn out from days of training, was now showing signs of stress. Whenever Wakako stepped into her chambers, Tsukiyo would immediately push her out: “Master, please, go…

Miki held that strand of the sash. Once unraveled, it was the perfect thickness to bind Wakako’s wrists – not tight enough to restrict blood flow, but just enough to leave a red mark. One strand blindfolding her eyes, one between her teeth, one binding her hands – exactly like something one would only dare imagine in dreams. Wakako knelt…

“What kind of wife stays away from home night after night?” Fueled by alcohol, Wakako finally voiced the grievances she had buried for so long. Alcohol tolerance, perhaps like physical strength, was innate – no amount of practice could change it. Wakako knew her limit, yet she’d unhesitatingly downed half a jar at once. Cowardly? Perhaps. Reckless? Definitely. But without…

The next morning, Wakako didn’t come to the training grounds. Lin Lin assumed the couple had reconciled and were enjoying their sweet time together. She sat with Shen Qianmo, snacking on sunflower seeds while chatting: “See? I was right, wasn’t I? Every month, Senior Wakako takes a day or two off.” Shen Qianmo remained confused. “But why wouldn’t she come?…

The servant stared blankly at the hurried Lin Lin, repeating her words, “You want to deliver a message to Lady Kitagawa?” Lin Lin, despite sweating profusely, maintained a polite smile. “Yes.” Since it was a request from one of the mercenaries, the servant had to comply and accepted the letter, though privately wondering why Lady Lin would come at such…