Returning to the Harbor

after a peaceful and loving wake-up with Rosaria, the group prepared to return to the mansion in Liyue Harbor.

Ganyu’s clothes from the previous day had been completely shredded during Aether’s unconscious frenzy. She ended up wearing nothing but torn rags that barely covered anything — her heavy breasts fully exposed, nipples hard in the morning air, and her pussy completely visible between the ripped fabric. She didn’t seem embarrassed anymore. She simply adjusted the rags calmly and smiled.

“I will acquire new clothes once we return,” she said serenely.

As they were about to depart, Cloud Retainer and Shenhe approached.

The ancient adeptus spoke with graceful composure:

“After what transpired yesterday, we feel responsible. We would like to accompany you back to the mansion. Consider it our atonement for putting you through such… rigorous testing.”

Shenhe stood silently beside her master, still wearing only her red ropes, expression blank as always.

Rosaria narrowed her eyes, clearly not liking it one bit. Her possessive side flared for a moment, but after a long look at Aether, she let out a reluctant sigh.

“…Fine. But if either of you causes trouble, I’ll freeze you myself.”

The journey back was relatively calm.

When they finally arrived at the mansion, a very unexpected sight greeted them.

Ningguang was waiting in the main hall.

Completely nude.

On her knees.

The proud Tianquan of Liyue — the most powerful woman in the nation — was kneeling on the cold floor, head bowed, her voluptuous body fully exposed. Her usual elegant poise was gone, replaced by genuine remorse.

Ganyu had dutifully informed her of everything that had happened the previous day.

“Traveler…” Ningguang’s voice was soft, almost trembling. “I take full responsibility for what happened. I orchestrated the meeting with the adepti. I pushed for this ‘test.’ If you were endangered because of my actions…”

She lowered her head further, breasts swaying with the motion.

“Please… punish me as you see fit. Use me. Break me. I will accept anything if it means earning your forgiveness.”

The once-untouchable Tianquan was on her knees, begging — not out of political calculation this time, but from real, mortified guilt.

Rosaria crossed her arms, clearly enjoying the sight a little too much.

Cloud Retainer and Shenhe watched silently from the side.

Ganyu stood calmly beside Aether, her torn rags doing nothing to hide her body, looking every bit the loyal secretary once again.

The entire mansion seemed to hold its breath, waiting for Aether’s response.