The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 182: Natasha’s Little Schemes

After lunch, Lynn didn’t ask Cleia to stay any longer. Compared to his leisure, she was indeed very busy.

After seeing off the guest, Catherine caught Vivian, who wanted to cuddle with Lynn for a while, and took her to the neighboring yard for special training, not wanting her to be influenced by Lynn.

Xue’Er was still temporarily fostered at their home; Cleia didn’t take it when she left. Fortunately, this ferocious combat pet and the two cats got along well without causing chaos.

At this time, Xiya, an elf, was giving cultural lessons to two children, and the little ones found it quite puzzling, preferring to train their strength or meditate.

Don’t be fooled by their age; although they’re only eight years old, after this period of enlightenment, Little Yuri already has the strength comparable to half an adult. Though she hasn’t officially started the path of leveling, with Xiya’s assessment, once she officially becomes a warrior, she can practically leap to level 30.

Little Yuna’s talents aren’t far behind either. Now, she has the foundation of a magic apprentice, merely small due to age and a slightly late start. Otherwise, becoming a magic apprentice with a base level of 30 wouldn’t be an issue for her.

Everyone in the house had their own things to busy themselves with, leaving Lynn, the head of the household, in a position where he could only play with cats and roam birds, like a pampered noble’s child.

Perhaps sensing Lynn’s boredom, Natasha, who returned home yesterday, came running for an early report before it got dark.

With a cat perched on each of Lynn’s shoulders and a plump walking chicken trailing behind, he went to open the door for Natasha. The enthusiastic young dragon wanted to give Lynn a big hug but didn’t know where to start.

The two sensible cats jumped off Lynn immediately when they sensed they might be blocking the way, giving the young dragon ample space.

"Lord Lynn, I really missed you."

Finally, Natasha managed to leap into Lynn’s arms, and once there, she was reluctant to let go.

"Has it only been a few hours? Is it really that missable?"

Lynn wrapped his arms around Natasha’s waist, assessing her slender figure. Feeling the pressure on his chest, he began to suspect she might have padded up a bit excessively.

She wasn’t much of a fruit-bearing vine before. How could her waist have narrowed, and the tactical weight on her chest increased in such a short time?

"Natasha wants to see Lord Lynn every day, preferably first thing in the morning upon waking up."

Eagerly, the young dragon openly expressed her ambition while in Lynn’s embrace. Of course, she had no intention of monopolizing Lord Lynn. At most, she just wanted to be there every night even if she didn’t get chosen; she’d shamelessly find a way to be included.

"Hmm? Did you use perfume? Why do you smell so strong? It’s even a bit pungent..."

After holding Natasha for a while, Lynn’s nose started to itch a bit. Although her scent was pleasant, it seemed a tad excessive.

"Hehe, just a tiny bit, it’s fine. It won’t be so strong once the clothes come off at night."

Natasha laughed sheepishly, not able to tell Lynn the truth. The perfume’s fragrance was secondary, its most important part was the unobtrusive aphrodisiac factor, supposedly sourced from Enchanting Demons’ materials, extremely rare and even praised by the demons themselves.

The single bottle had cost her a year’s worth of pocket money, and she used more than half of it at once. But if tonight she could successfully win over Lord Lynn, it would all be worth it.

"Huh? You’ve put on heavy makeup?"

Taking advantage of Natasha’s silly grin, Lynn grabbed her shoulders to straighten her, naturally noticing her excessive refinement.

Not that she wasn’t good-looking before; in fact, Natasha’s beauty was formidable, comparable to his official wife. But after careful grooming, it had to be admitted she was a beauty in the rich-taste dragon mode, significantly enhancing her look.

"Such a special day calls for proper presentation, aiming to leave a deep and perfect impression on Lord Lynn, hehe."

Natasha, heavily made-up, winked at Lynn coyly, yet her playful demeanor remained, presenting a stark contrast as a mature elder sister revealed a girlish side. It was odd but made one want to look twice.

"Luckily, you have an inherently good base. If you were one of those makeup changes you can’t recognize, I might have run off."

Lynn wasn’t opposed to girlfriends wearing heavy makeup. In fact, if it enhances, he wouldn’t mind any style. He was just afraid of those makeup transformations from beauties to horrors, modern society’s photo edits paralyze with fear.

"Natasha just wants to show her best side to Lord Lynn."

Natasha twirled under Lynn’s hand, exhibiting herself from all angles.

Though dressed plainly today, just her favorite little skirt, the inside was quite different.

When disrobed in Lord Lynn’s room tonight, she’d surely make his eyes pop. Not claiming she’d enchant him completely, she’d at least make him swallow hard.

If she seized the chance with a few more teasers, that matter might just fall into place. Natasha hoped to bid farewell to her virgin dragon identity, becoming Lord Lynn’s official little lady.

The mere thought was exhilarating; she wished nightfall would hurry up. She didn’t even want dinner, saving her appetite for Lord Lynn tonight.

"Indeed beautiful, but it’s best not to have unrealistic dreams. You won’t surpass Xiya and Vivian."

Lynn lowered his voice in Natasha’s ear. His gaze was clear, unaffected by her minor aphrodisiac antics.

Though immune to Natasha’s sly advances, he couldn’t deny another point; her carefully prepared beauty today was mesmerizing, quite heart-throbbing.

"How do you know unless you try? I love seeing Lord Lynn being verbally stubborn. Of course, if another part’s hard, that’s even better..."

Natasha snuggled against Lynn as she chatted. Though a novice in this regard, her intense enthusiasm couldn’t be underestimated compared to Enchanting Demons.

Yet she didn’t belittle herself; she may not have the demon’s fire, but she was more beautiful than 99.99% of Enchanting Demons, a point she took pride in.