If the Flower Demon Is Ripe for Picking, Pick Her Now; Show No Mercy to the Fox Girl

"Master, a fox demon and a flower demon can never work out! I hope you understand that and stop making things difficult for me." The white-haired girl shook her head and hurriedly tugged her robe closed, refusing her master's invitation to share a bed.

"And so?" The cool, beautiful woman narrowed her eyes, covered her mouth, and invited her again.

"And so, I want to turn the tables and sing for the oppressed."

"No!"