Chapter 148: I’m Thinking About What to Name Our Second Child

In Tsukikage Hoshi’s courtyard cabin.

Fang Cheng had visited the Fox Spirit House several times, but this marked his first time entering the small cabin. Previously, he’d only spoken to the boss lady through the doorway.

The cabin clearly served as the boss lady’s living space, carrying a cozy, lived-in atmosphere.

The boss lady examined the recommendation letter Fang Cheng had handed her. Outside, a human-sized hamster wheel stood in the yard.

Inside the wheel, Tsukikage Chuxia panted heavily while running, her flabby body wobbling with each stride. The wheel’s door remained locked – per the boss lady’s demands, this fat cat had to run nonstop for five hours before being released.

Poor fat cat.

Fang Cheng pitied Tsukikage Chuxia deeply… then grabbed strawberry cakes from the coffee table, stuffing them into his mouth until nothing remained.

Tsukikage Chuxia shot him a resentful look mid-run. Those cakes had been her daily dessert, now vanished into Fang Cheng’s stomach.

After devouring the treats, Fang Cheng turned to Tsukikage Hoshi, who’d removed her sunglasses and mask. This revealed her true appearance for the first time today – a visage fully deserving the title “fairy”.

Unlike Kanzaki Rin or Asaka Akihime, the boss lady radiated mature feminine charm. She appeared around thirty with willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, plump lips, a voluptuous figure, and snow-pale skin. Her true weapon lay in her aura – every husky word, coy glance, and teasing smile dripped with enchantment. She seemed born with a natural allure halo, capable of driving both married men and innocent youths mad with one look.

Fang Cheng felt no embarrassment under her gaze, regarding her with the frank appreciation of a seasoned admirer.

Tsukikage Hoshi appeared unfazed by his staring – or rather, surprised he remained composed. Her innate charm explained why she habitually received guests through closed doors. Even vampires lacking earthly desires couldn’t resist her beauty, given their mediocre mental powers.

Tucking away the recommendation letter, Tsukikage Hoshi smiled. “Destroying Blissful Faith’s stronghold brought you substantial benefits, I see.”

Not only did her allure fail to affect Fang Cheng, but she could no longer glimpse mental images of herself in his mind or detect his vampire scent. These clues suggested he’d gained mental enhancements.

Fang Cheng’s eyebrows rose. Could his evil god’s gift block the boss lady from viewing his thoughts? Testing this, he vividly imagined Tsukikage Hoshi drenched in sweat – each droplet bearing his likeness, keeping advantages within the family.

The boss lady showed no reaction… mostly. She lifted her small fan, eyes narrowing slightly. “Are you imagining something rude?”

Fang Cheng kept straight-faced. “Just considering names for our second child. Is that rude?”

Tsukikage Hoshi: (￣△￣；)

His bluntness left her speechless. As an information broker, unknown details itched at her curiosity – yet prying deeper with Fang Cheng carried no life-threatening risks.

With his current strength, he posed no threat to Tsukikage Hoshi.

Direct questioning wouldn’t work, so Tsukikage Hoshi swayed her enticing figure into a provocative pose, giving Fang Cheng a bewitching smile.

Enchantment halo, supercharged.

If she could charm him, she’d obtain all ability information dirt-cheap without allowing any later regrets.

As Tsukikage Hoshi worked her magic, Fang Cheng stared blankly: “Boss lady, got hemorrhoids? Why keep wriggling?”

He pulled out Mayinglong cream from his bag, sliding it across the coffee table: “Bought this for a friend. Leftover box – use it.”

Tsukikage Hoshi: (°ー°〃)

She studied Fang Cheng’s earnest face, then the hemorrhoid cream.

Snap!

Her small fan flicked open, hiding twitching lips.

She desperately wanted to end this farce before smashing the table and cramming Mayinglong up this brat’s nostrils.

He’s definitely doing this on purpose!

The small fan fluttered rapidly as her chest heaved. Were Fang Cheng not present, she’d be stomping in rage.

Fang Cheng noticed her anger, feeling perplexed.

His evil god’s gift granted him complete immunity to Enchantment – through his eyes, the boss lady truly appeared to be suffering from hemorrhoid discomfort.

Maybe she’s embarrassed about her condition.

Tsukikage Hoshi’s fury subsided as quickly as it flared.

She resolved to uncover this brat’s new ability.

Immunity to her charm? Only three top aces could resist. Others always showed some effect.

“Customer,” she said elegantly, “I’ve reviewed your recommendation. This is indeed Fox Spirit House. Chuxia lied previously due to undisclosed rules. My apologies. You may join, but under one condition.”

The Countermeasures Department letter bore official red seals – which bigwig’s thigh had he clung to?

Her excessive politeness revealed ironclad rules – trying to get through her back door with just Mayinglong was nowhere near enough.

“What condition?”

“Join Tsukikage family to become Fox Spirit House member.”

Fang Cheng scoffed: “Salary? Social insurance?”

“A loyalty mark gets branded in your mind. Eternal allegiance.”

“Employees or slaves? Mind control?!”

“Negotiate? No pay, no brand!”

“Impossible!”

The Countermeasures Department’s face must be honored, but rules remained absolute. Every Fox Spirit House member must show complete loyalty.

Fang Cheng calmly declined: “Forget it. Tsukikage sounds broke. ‘Moonlight clan’ implies penniless.”

Snap! The fan shook violently. She hadn’t encountered such an infuriating brat in years.

Abandoning membership, Fang Cheng tried: “Can I tour your workplace?”

After consideration, the boss lady nodded: “Briefly.”