Abyssal Chronicles

:3 Heheheh the big event’ will start soon :3

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With the dawn of a new day, the grand annual event of Luminous Royal Academy—the Ranking Competition—was about to begin. Early in the morning, before the sun had even risen, a few excited students rushed out of their dorms to gather at the grand plaza in the southern part of the Luminous Royal Academy.

As the actual chief of the Ranking Competition and also the student representative, Mengxi had no choice but to reluctantly crawl out of her warm bed. Traditionally, as student representatives and top-ranked, they are required to give a speech at the opening ceremony. To rehearse one more time beforehand, the academy’s higher-ups requested their early arrival at the plaza.

Mengxi was naturally very unhappy about this requirement. After all, it cut into her quality time with Yumo. However, in order to maintain a good relationship with the academy’s higher-ups and under Yumo’s earnest persuasion, Mengxi chose to compromise.

Although she was unwilling, she was roused early from her dreams by the alarm on her wristband. But when she woke up, Mengxi discovered a very awkward fact.

In the past, Yumo had complained more than once about how Mengxi would snuggle too much or even grope her in her sleep, becoming even more unrestrained than when she was with ’Little Mo,’ which was really speechless. However, since Yumo was always the early riser and would adjust Mengxi back into position upon waking, Mengxi never took it seriously and thought Yumo was just making excuses to sleep in separate rooms.

But now, as Mengxi woke up earlier than Yumo, she was met with a surprising sight. The person sleeping next to her was not Yumo but a pair of long, slender legs. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of bare, milky-white thighs and even a pair of feet with delicate, rosy toes.

Mengxi found herself hugging Yumo’s thigh as if she had teleported in her sleep. If her gaze shifted downward, she would have an even more intimate view of Yumo’s secret garden.

"Wow, black lace..."

Mengxi couldn’t help but marvel. Yumo used to wear plain cotton panties and animal-print underwear, but now she was willing to wear such cute lingerie.

At the same time, as Mengxi gradually woke up from her drowsiness, she realized that the bedcovers that had been on her and Yumo were nowhere to be found. Even her own shirt seemed to have disappeared.

While her own clothes were indeed missing, Mengxi seemed to have acquired some additional clothing. When she looked at the fabric in her hand, she was taken aback. It wasn’t her shirt; it was a white lace stocking, and it still carried Yumo’s scent.

Mengxi glanced at Yumo’s other thigh, where another stocking was conspicuously absent.

Her mind raced as she tried to piece together what had happened during the night.

Mengxi’s eyebrows twitched slightly. She found herself in a rather awkward situation. As she attempted to undo the ribbons on Yumo’s panties that she had been trying to remove, Mengxi fell into a strange silence.

At this moment, she seemed to have realized why Yumo had complained about her sleeping posture on several occasions, accusing her of being too bold and even requesting that she be tied up during their sleep. She had thought Yumo was merely making excuses to sleep separately.

Now, waking up earlier than Yumo, Mengxi had found herself in this compromising situation. She couldn’t help but feel that her actions while asleep were indeed daring.

Moreover, her current actions seemed even bolder than before. She had attempted to remove Yumo’s panties? Thankfully, Yumo appeared to be in a state of deep sleep; otherwise, she might have already been awakened and started hitting Mengxi on the head.

Withdrawing her "exploring" hand from beneath Yumo’s skirt and lifting her foot from Yumo’s face, Mengxi, feeling like a mischievous child who had done something naughty, nervously sat up on the bed.

While she was still slightly embarrassed by her actions, Mengxi couldn’t help but scratch the back of her head, her lovely face flushing pink.

"It seems... my sleeping posture is really something..."

’Although Sister Bai had previously complained about my sleeping posture, this was beyond what I had expected’

’Was it because of Yumo’s presence? Did I become so daring only when I am with Yumo?’

Mengxi felt a sense of puzzlement. However, she didn’t have much time to dwell on the issue, as she needed to change clothes and hurry to the square in the southern part of the academy.

Taking advantage of Yumo still being in a deep slumber, Mengxi gave her a discreet kiss on her fair cheek before getting up from the bed. She changed into the academy’s uniform, carefully tidied Yumo’s dress and clothes, and removed the bedcovers hanging from the ceiling. Holding her bag, she opened the door and left quietly.

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Shortly after Mengxi’s departure, Yumo finally managed to free herself from the "Statue" mode. She leisurely sat up and stretched, pretending to be half-awake.

"That cheeky girl left already? So early," Yumo mumbled, feeling a bit sentimental as she looked at the empty bed.

It seemed that recently, she had been waking up to see the beautiful "sleepy" girl beside her every day. This time, when she didn’t see that familiar sight, Yumo felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

While she sighed, Yumo took the opportunity to examine her body, or more accurately, her clothing. She let out a sigh of relief when she realized that she was missing one white stocking but still had the other one.

Guess she slept well last night... except for that missing stocking...

Yumo’s heart was filled with a strange mixture of emotions.

Mengxi’s sleeping posture is so bad that it’s shocking, something Yumo is fully aware of. After numerous unsuccessful attempts to correct Mengxi’s sleeping habits, even to the point of disturbing her sleep quality, Yumo simply gave up and decided to lie down letting things be.

However, what Yumo didn’t expect was that ever since sharing the same bed, Mengxi’s bad habits seem to have gotten even worse. Initially, Mengxi was just clinging and being affectionate; recently, she even began taking off her clothes, including socks, underwear, bras, and nightgowns.

Compared to three days ago when she was completely stripped, and a week ago when she was left with only stockings, this morning was "fortunate," so to speak.

"Once this semester ends and we’re on vacation, I’ll give her a proper lesson... I have no idea how she developed such a sleeping posture," Yumo mentally made plans.

After sighing briefly, the young lady sat up. Several waiting maids excitedly entered the room with Yumo’s permission, helping her get dressed and comb her hair. As the leader of the Star class, Yumo didn’t need to be in the square early, but she can’t miss the opening ceremony. After all, she has to make a grand entrance with her students.

Following the maids’ meticulous efforts, Yumo’s beautiful black hair was neatly pinned up, revealing her snow-white neck, and she put on a dark red hairpin prepared especially for her. She also wore a new set of clothing. The dress was black, adorned with bright platinum decorations, and various designs that gave her a cold, mysterious, and noble vibe.

After expressing her heartfelt thanks to the maids from the Black Rose, Yumo happily walked out of her room. At this moment, her stunning face was adorned with a captivating smile, and her heart was full of excitement.

After all, during today’s ranking competition opening ceremony, Mengxi will come into contact with the Heart of the Sacred Dragon for the first time. As the de facto leader, Mengxi has the right to directly receive the Sacred Dragon’s blessing at the opening ceremony. If she could also gain its approval, Mengxi would pass the first test for becoming the Saintess.

It is said that when receiving the Sacred Dragon’s blessing, one would be bathed in golden light. Yumo was very much looking forward to seeing Mengxi in this magnificent scene.

However, just as Yumo was picturing this in her mind and stepping out of the faculty apartment building, an untimely voice suddenly broke into her ear.

"Miss Yu from the Black Rose Duchy? We suspect you of controlling Abyssal Demons. Please come with us."

With the emergence of this voice,

Dozens of long spears were suddenly pointed at the black-haired girl, leaving Yumo momentarily stunned.

"Hmm?"

d(ŐдŐ๑)

’What?’

’What’s going on?’