"I'll strangle you!" Miseria irritably pinched Chloe's cheeks. "Next time, if you dare bring this up again, no more bedroom action for you."

Chloe coughed. The doctor said nothing, just went forward to hug the vice president:

"Come on, I just made a suggestion, didn't I?"

Chloe felt a bit guilty.

Mainly because the suggestion was indeed a bit over the line.

It was about trying to get the president and vice president to sit together and eat fruit.

Naturally, Miseria harshly punished him for it.

Miseria felt that, with her sense of shame, she still couldn't accept sleeping in the same bed with her best friend.

That was truly... an insult to decorum.

Chloe gently hugged her and said, "Then let's not discuss this for now. Dear senior, shouldn't you explain what you've been up to recently?"

Hearing Chloe's words, the vice president suddenly shivered.

"Wrote something? I didn't write anything!"

"I didn't ask what you wrote."

"..."

Miseria felt even more guilty, avoiding eye contact with Chloe.

Chloe said nothing, simply took out a stack of papers from the space ring.

As he flipped through them, he began reading the dialogue from the pages.

"Behold, the Queen of Filth Day's gaze is cold and stern. She speaks to the Goddess of Redemption, 'Since we've parted ways, why bring up old matters? Since you imprisoned me, there is no longer any bond between us...'

"Stop, stop, stop, don't read anymore."

Miseria lowered her head in shame.

Chloe poked the vice president's forehead with his finger:

"What's wrong with your head? Writing a gender-bending script is one thing, but why am I the weak one? Do you know how embarrassed I was when Kai secretly came to tell me about this a few days ago?"

Miseria coughed lightly, lacking confidence, and said:

"Wasn't it influenced by reading those novels in your world?"

"Are you learning the bad ones instead of the good ones? Aren't there plenty of escapist novels in our world? Why did you get hung up on such a peculiar category?"

Chloe looked deeply disappointed.

Alright.

Miseria conceded.

She indeed did wrong.

"I was wrong, don't be mad anymore, I shouldn't have written about you and Louis's side of things."

Chloe maintained a stern expression and said, "The Queen of Filth Day and the Goddess of Redemption, what do they have to do with the two of us?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, how do you want me to comfort you?"

"I want you to perform a Fantasy Show with me."

"Huh?"

"Can't we reminisce a bit about the past?"

Miseria pondered for a moment, confused by Chloe's thoughts, and said:

"Sure, but I haven't performed in many years, my acting might have declined. Why suddenly think of reminiscing about the past today?"

"It's different."

"Hmm?"

Chloe blinked and shockingly said: "A private Fantasy Show with just the two of us, isn't it worth reminiscing?"

"???"

At this moment, Miseria seemed to understand what kind of Fantasy Show Chloe wanted.

She rolled her eyes playfully and teased: "You made such an outrageous request yesterday, and now you're still doing this, you really think I won't get mad, huh?"

Chloe simply hugged the vice president and intentionally acted all pitiful, saying:

"But I just want to perform with our vice president ~ preferably with a storyline and plot ~"

Distracted by Chloe's slightly coquettish tone, Miseria eventually couldn't resist the allure.

Friendly reminder: Compared to females, some refined males are so beautifully androgynous.

And as everyone knows, in certain worldviews, true enchanting demons are actually male.

Well... our vice president just happened to fall for it.

Seeing her about to succumb, Chloe added fuel to the fire.

...

That night.

As the core performers, the couple finally ended the performance.

Miseria rubbed her belly and said, "With the terrarium built, are you less worried about me getting pregnant now?"

"What do you mean worry or not? I'd love to see our vice president's child born."

Miseria sniffed lightly and hummed, seeming to agree with Chloe's suggestion.

In fact, these days the vice president had considered whether or not to have a child with Chloe.

Not for consolidating power through childbirth.

It's just that her parents frequently nagged her for grandchildren, and she got fed up, giving rise to some thoughts.

[Maybe have a kid for them to babysit, so they'll stop bothering me.]

Naturally, Miseria didn't want to go home.

Her parents were always so in love that she felt more like an outsider in the family.

Besides, her relationship with Chloe was always open, never hidden.

She's not without a partner, and since she was bound to eventually give her parents closure, sooner might be as good as later.

— Anyway, Miseria would never admit she wanted a child to play with.

Chloe quickly sensed Miseria's intentions.

Our lovely vice president never hides her emotions from her beloved.

"So, ready for a baby?"

Chloe hugged Miseria softly and said.

Eventually, Miseria gritted her teeth, nodded, and said, "Yes, these days, let's prepare more."

What would it feel like to be a mom?

Miseria rested her head on her hand as Chloe's fingers gently twirled her hair, their eyes meeting with shimmering reflections of each other's image.

...

Over half a year later.

In the delivery room, a wrinkled little daughter was born.

Chloe held the child in his arms, and the physically weak Miseria said helplessly:

"Why am I still like this, even though my strength is so high after childbirth?"

"According to Master Heisha, being more weak now means the child absorbed more nutrients while inside, Miseria. You might look forward to how far this child can go."

Miseria smiled slightly: "Perhaps, but why is the child so wrinkled? Are newborns all like this?"

"She'll plump up in a while."

Chloe gently poked his daughter's cheek.

He had more sons than daughters, so each birth attracted quite some attention.

But to Chloe, gender didn't matter much.

Rough-skinned boys, playful!

Delicate and cute girls, pampered play!

Play, play play!

If Chloe's kids knew their father's thoughts, they'd surely feel coming to this world was akin to a trial.

But, you see...

Fathers are such creatures.

In danger, he's the most reliable person; without danger, he's the source of danger.

Suddenly, Miseria thought of something:

"By the way, Chloe, I heard your uncle and aunt took your pass and went to the lower realm to reincarnate for fun?"

Miseria referred to Chloe's parents on Earth.

Her lover and Louis left Earth around the same period.

Later, time on Earth froze under Louis's influence, so after the terrarium was established, Chloe even saw his parents' elderly appearance.

Of course, solving the aging issue was trivially simple as one of the Dominators of the terrarium.

Yet, with their rejuvenated bodies, his parents suddenly burst into enthusiasm for adventure.

Now they're God-knows-where having fun.

"I'll send them a message to see when they'll return to meet their new granddaughter."

"Okay."

The two snuggled together, reminiscent of those afternoons from years ago, still within the Fantasy Association.