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Aether wasn’t quite done with Ganyu yet.

He turned to the half-qilin secretary, who was still standing there in her torn rags, looking perfectly professional despite being half-naked.

“You know,” he said casually, “I haven’t forgotten all those honest little confessions you made while I was fucking you.”

Ganyu’s ears twitched. She stood perfectly still, listening.

“You told me you wanted to be treated like livestock. Like a breeding cow. You said you fantasized about being collared, degraded, and used like a simple animal whose only purpose is to get fucked and filled.”

Ganyu’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t deny it. Her honesty was absolute.

“Yes… I did say that.”

Aether reached into a small box one of the maids had brought and pulled out a single item.

A delicate but sturdy choker with a large, shiny cowbell attached to it.

He stepped forward and fastened it around Ganyu’s neck himself. The bell jingled softly with the movement.

“This is your new exclusive outfit from now on,” he told her. “Even in public. Nothing else. Just the cowbell. You’ll wear it proudly as my personal breeding secretary.”

Ganyu blinked, touching the bell lightly. She didn’t seem to fully grasp the humiliation aspect yet — her mind was still too honest and straightforward.

“I… understand. I will wear it as instructed.”

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Rosaria, who had been watching with a smirk, finally stepped in.

She walked up behind Ganyu, leaned close to her ear, and made it very clear:

“It means you’re his cow now, Ganyu. Everyone who sees you will know you’re nothing but a big-titted, fat-assed breeding animal. The bell is there so people can hear you coming — like livestock. You’ll walk around with your tits and pussy out, bell jingling, while everyone stares at the proud Secretary of the Qixing reduced to a collared fuckcow.”

Ganyu’s face turned bright red. Her ears flattened against her head.

But she didn’t protest.

Instead, after a few seconds, she lowered her head submissively, the cowbell jingling softly.

“…I understand. If that is what Master desires… then I will proudly wear it.”

The bell rang again as she bowed.

Rosaria grinned wickedly.

“Good cow.”

While Aether took his new “cow” to a private room to properly break her in, Rosaria stayed behind with Cloud Retainer and Shenhe.

The atmosphere in the room shifted immediately.

Rosaria dropped her usual lazy demeanor. She stood tall, arms crossed, red eyes sharp and cold. The dominance that radiated from her was uncanny — a perfect mix of possessive girlfriend and head fucktoy who knew exactly where she stood with Aether.

She looked at the two powerful women like they were beneath her. Which, in her mind, they currently were.

“Let’s make one thing very clear,” Rosaria said, voice low and commanding. “You two are here because he allows it. Not because you’re special. Not because you earned it. You’re here on my tolerance.”

She stepped closer, staring Cloud Retainer down first.

“You’re an ancient adeptus who’s probably fucked gods and armies. And you—” she glanced at Shenhe, “—are a literal monster wearing a human skin. But right now? You’re both just potential additions to his harem. Nothing more.”

Rosaria’s tone became ice-cold.

“I know exactly why you’re really here. You want him. You want to be used by him. You want to feel what Ganyu and Ningguang felt. You want to belong to him.”

She let the silence hang for a moment.

“I’m allowing it. For now. But understand this: with one word from me, your dream ends. No second chances. No negotiations. I say the word, and you’re gone. Both of you. I don’t care how ancient or powerful you are. He listens to me. And I will not hesitate to protect what’s mine.”

Her personality flickered between two extremes as she spoke — sometimes sounding like a possessive girlfriend marking her territory, sometimes like the head bitch of his growing collection of sluts.

Cloud Retainer remained composed, but there was clear respect (and a hint of arousal) in her eyes. Shenhe simply stared back with her usual blank expression, though the red ropes on her body seemed to tighten slightly.

Rosaria finally stepped back, crossing her arms again.

“You can serve him. You can get fucked by him. You can even fall in love with him. But never forget your place. You are below me in this. Always.”

She gave them both one last sharp look.

“Am I understood?”

Cloud Retainer bowed her head gracefully. “Perfectly.”

Shenhe nodded once. “Understood.”

Rosaria’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk.

“Good girls.”

Meanwhile, in the other room, the sound of a cowbell jingling and Ganyu’s honest, shameless moans could already be heard as Aether began properly breaking in his new personal cow.