Chapter 7: A Special Instinct

“That’s more like it, Princess. For your safety and comfort, I advise you not to question any of my decisions.”

“I—I didn’t know these legs would be so sensitive!”

Lin Sheng felt like crying, never expecting that a level of sensitivity only found in strange manga would actually appear on his own body.

“And, what are you trying to do?”

Sensing Serveyia kneeling in front of him, Lin Sheng was startled.

Family, the Princess of the Kingdom is kneeling before me.

Do you think I can survive tonight?

Whether or not I can make it through tonight isn’t important right now—there’s a more urgent situation.

Serveyia was already about to lay her hands on Lin Sheng’s legs.

Just now, even the friction of his own pants had brought Lin Sheng unparalleled pleasure.

If she touched him with her hands, he didn’t dare imagine how intense the sensation would be.

“Don’t move!”

“Mm~”

Seeing Lin Sheng try to pull his legs back, Serveyia reached out and pressed down on them.

Sure enough, the pleasure was even more intense than before.

Lin Sheng felt that any pleasure he’d experienced up to now paled in comparison.

“Serveyia~, no, don’t touch me anymore~”

Lin Sheng felt he must look very tempting right now.

If he were tossed in front of a man like this, the other party would probably devour him completely, right?

“Did you forget what I just said?”

“W-what?”

Lin Sheng wasn’t fully conscious now, answering Serveyia’s questions on instinct alone.

“I said, Princess, you’d better not resist me. Understand?”

“Understood…”

“Good. Princess, please remove those unsightly sweatpants. I need to put stockings on you.”

“Eh? Take them off?”

“Tsk, what a hassle.”

Perhaps tired of Lin Sheng’s half-dead, lying-there-to-be-picked look, Serveyia decided to take advantage of his dazed state and reach out to pull off his pants.

But how to put it, even though Lin Sheng’s brain was a mess right now, his Nine Tails seemed to have a will of their own, wrapping tightly around his body and leaving only his tearful eyes exposed, like a giant Mashed Rice Ball.

Staring at the huge, securely protected Mashed Rice Ball in front of her, Serveyia felt a bit at a loss.

Although she could probably forcefully fish Lin Sheng out from his massive tail-ball, considering he’d just undergone a transformation and she’d accidentally touched his sensitive spot, Serveyia thought it best to give him some time.

“Your Highness, this is cute, but could you please come out of the ball? We should head back to our quarters.”

“Ugh, I don’t know how to loosen them… They, they don’t seem to listen to me…”

She had to admit, hiding in a ball made of his own tails, inhaling the faint plum fragrance between them and feeling the deep sense of security, Lin Sheng’s consciousness returned somewhat.

To his surprise, the overwhelming sensitivity of his legs diminished while wrapped in the tails—even the brush of fur didn’t trigger intense pleasure.

But when Lin Sheng tried to command his tails to release, they stubbornly refused.

Did that mean he still didn’t feel safe enough?

“Forgive me, Your Highness.”

“!”

Lin Sheng felt someone stroking his tails by hand—expertly, as if massaging muscles. It was exhilarating.

With each stroke, his tightly wrapped tails gradually loosened, revealing the blushing, disheveled “Princess” Lin Sheng inside.

“Looks like the Ancient Records in the family weren’t wrong after all. Alright, can I put on the stockings now?”

“Y-yes.”

Struggling to sit up, Lin Sheng fully recognized the sensitivity of his legs and understood that if this continued, he’d never be able to walk properly.

“Then take off your pants. Or does Your Highness want me to help?”

“I—I can do it myself.”

No way—how could he let Serveyia do it? If she touched him again, he wouldn’t be able to do anything else today.

But undressing in front of Serveyia was still a bit too much for Lin Sheng.

“Also, can’t I put them on myself?”

“Can the Princess put them on herself?”

“N-no.”

“Then what’s there to say? These stockings are custom-made, and more importantly, they’ll stimulate your legs. You wouldn’t want your legs to go weak and start moaning, would you?”

Seeing Lin Sheng shake his head in terror, Serveyia thought the little fox in front of her was kind of cute.

“In that case, take them off.”

Lin Sheng gulped, removing his pants with the resolve of a martyr.

What appeared before Serveyia was a pair of bright red men’s boxer briefs.

Noticing Serveyia’s gaze turning odd, Lin Sheng hurried to speak, trying to salvage some dignity, though he didn’t know why he cared about that in front of her.

“Uh, it’s, it’s the Year of Fate for me. Is that not allowed?”

“I never said it wasn’t. But are you sure you want to wear stockings like that?”

Lin Sheng looked down at his legs—the bright red underwear looked even more glaring against his pale thighs. He could imagine how ridiculous he’d look wearing black stockings over his boxers.

“Then, what do I do? I don’t have women’s underwear, obviously.”

“I do, but can Your Highness change into it yourself?”

Serveyia pulled out a white pair of panties from under her skirt, making Lin Sheng wonder if she’d just taken them off.

But, as Serveyia said, to change underwear, he’d have to touch his legs, and even if she helped, would she not touch them?

“Didn’t you say the Magic Array could protect my body? Can’t you just activate it again?”

“I can, but that brings up another problem.”

“What problem?”

Lin Sheng felt that if the Princess saw it as a problem, it must be serious. As expected, his intuition was right.

“In other words, if Your Highness’s legs are this sensitive, what will you do in the future? Stockings can significantly protect your legs, but how will you put on underwear?”

Lin Sheng glanced down. True, stockings are usually worn outside underwear, but without their protection, he doubted he could put underwear on properly.

“Forget it. For now, let’s leave it like this. Once we’re back in our quarters, switching to Over-the-knee Socks can solve most of the problem. Later, I’ll have the Academy Logistics Department modify the stockings to combine the functions of stockings and underwear. That should work, right?”

Wait, you can do that?

Lin Sheng stared at the serious Serveyia, unsure if she was joking.

But then another problem occurred to him—wouldn’t putting on stockings make it easier to touch his legs?

After voicing his concern, Lin Sheng expected Serveyia to tease him, but she answered seriously.

“All the stockings we prepared for Your Highness have corresponding Techniques on them. Even after removing them, the decreased sensitivity effect lasts five to ten minutes, giving you time to change stockings.”