Chapter 77: A Fire Ignites, Tea is Served!

“Ding-dong! The system detects the host’s humiliation from being collared and led around by the Horned Demon. Humiliation Points increased by 13,841.”

“Ding-dong! Absorbing humiliation emotions. Provocation Points +13,841.”

The cold, mechanical voice of the system pierced Su Nian’s soul like a jagged blade.

She bit down hard on her lower lip, her delicate teeth nearly breaking the tender skin, a faint trace of blood seeping out, barely noticeable.

Within her, a storm of humiliation and rage churned like crashing waves, barely contained by her iron will.

In her past life, she’d heard whispers of those with peculiar tastes, people who reveled in the twisted thrill of collars and restraints, surrendering to warped pleasures.

But never in her wildest dreams could she, Su Nian—the illustrious magical girl idol, the revered magic mentor—imagine herself reduced to this: collared like a pet, tugged along at someone else’s whim.

Chu Tian’s long, powerful fingers gripped the chain with casual arrogance, his steps leisurely as he paced the room.

Each stride sent the cold metal links swaying, their crisp, clinking sound grating against Su Nian’s every nerve, forcing her to stumble forward in his wake, a humiliated shadow trailing the damned Horned Demon.

Her form, once so graceful and vibrant, brimming with youthful energy, was now shackled by this icy collar.

Every movement felt like a surrender, each step a wound to her pride.

Her dignity, like a discarded trinket, lay trampled beneath his feet.

‘Damn it!’

If she could ascend to the Saint rank and defeat this wretched Horned Demon, she wouldn’t just kill him.

No, that would be too merciful.

She’d make him kneel before her, drowning in the same bitter humiliation he’d forced upon her.

But what Su Nian didn’t know was that, in time, her dream of seeing the Horned Demon kneel at her side would come true—though not quite in the way she imagined…

***

[Equipment]

-Weapon: None

– Head: Katyusha (maid headpiece)

– Upper Body: Sleeveless maid dress

– Lower Body: Sleeveless maid dress

– Socks: Black sheer thigh-high stockings

– Shoes: Black high heels with red soles

– Accessory: Black leather collar (with leash)

***

On the other side of the room, Chu Tian held the chain in his hand, his demeanor a bold declaration of dominance, as if proclaiming his control over Su Nian to the world.

Watching her humiliated expression, and hearing the system chime with a flood of Provocation Points, a satisfied smirk curled across his lips.

A heady mix of conquest and the thrill of growing stronger through those points surged within him, filling his heart with unbridled satisfaction.

‘Exhilarating!’

But the night was only just beginning…

His gaze roamed over Su Nian, bold and unapologetic, his eyes glinting with mockery and amusement, as if she were a priceless work of art on display for his pleasure.

“Since you’re dressed as a maid, you might as well act like one,” he drawled, sinking into the plush embrace of a luxurious sofa, his posture lazy yet commanding.

“Go on, serve your master some tea.”

His hand waved dismissively, his tone laced with an authority that brooked no defiance.

Su Nian’s teeth grazed her lip again, her reluctance burning like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

A spark of defiance flared in her eyes, only to be smothered by cold pragmatism.

She knew she lacked the strength and leverage to defy Chu Tian’s orders—not yet.

Her mind flickered to her plans for vengeance, and with a heavy heart, she forced down her anger.

Each step toward the tea table felt like treading on thorns, each one pricking her wounded pride.

‘To think I’d have to serve him like some common maid—damn him!’ she seethed inwardly.

‘And even maids don’t deserve to be humiliated with a collar like this!’

But what was the use of complaints?

She clung to a faint sliver of solace: surely, while preparing the tea, this wretched Horned Demon would at least loosen the chain tethered to her collar.

Hardened by countless humiliations, Su Nian found herself adapting to this degrading task with surprising speed.

Just then, the system’s voice chimed in her ear.

“Ding-dong! New master’s task triggered (time limit: tonight). Serve the Horned Demon one standard cup of tea to earn 2,000 Humiliation Points.”

“Failure to serve a single cup tonight will result in a one-hour Lactation Constitution penalty.”

At the mention of the task, Su Nian’s eyes lit up, her earlier reluctance giving way to a spark of opportunity.

‘Two thousand Humiliation Points for a single cup of tea?’

‘What a deal!’

Tea-making?

That was her domain.

[Life Skills]

– Master-level Tea Art

– Master-level Coffee Brewing

– Master-level Cooking

– Master-level Baking

– Master-level Housekeeping

These skills, honed during her captivity in the Monster Forest under this wretched Horned Demon’s tasks, were about to prove their worth.

‘So, the Horned Demon likes tea?’

‘Fine. Drink up, you bastard!’

***

Moments later, Su Nian approached with a delicate tray in her hands.

Atop it sat a steaming teapot, its fragrant aroma wafting through the room, a fleeting breath of freshness in the oppressive air.

Beside it rested an exquisite teacup, its rim adorned with tiny, shimmering gemstones that caught the light in a mesmerizing dance.

Her steps were light yet tinged with resentment as she approached Chu Tian.

Clad in her maid outfit, the collar still tight around her neck, she played the part of a dutiful servant on the surface.

But inside, her heart roared: ‘Drink it, you bastard. Drink until you choke!’

Yet Chu Tian wasn’t content with simply accepting the tea she offered.

A greedy glint flashed in his eyes, his lips curling with desire.

“Feed it to me,” he commanded, flicking two fingers as if it were the most natural request in the world, his tone dripping with entitlement.

Su Nian’s heart recoiled at the thought of such an intimate act of humiliation, but a spark of glee flickered within her.

‘You asked for it.’

If she was the one feeding him, she’d control how much he drank.

She’d show him just how formidable she could be.

‘Tea’s coming!’

A fire ignited in her soul, as if this were another duel with the Horned Demon.

Without hesitation, she lifted a cup of tea and brought it to his lips.

Serving Chu Tian was a shameful act, especially for the one who’d imprisoned and humiliated her.

But Su Nian wasn’t one to act on impulse.

If resistance was futile, she’d turn this into an opportunity, milking every last Humiliation Point she could to hasten her rise to the Saint rank and break free of his chains.

With that resolve, her mindset shifted.

Her once-clouded expression softened as she fed him cup after cup, racking up thousands of Humiliation Points.

A faint smile tugged at her lips.

‘Drink, you fool. Drink more!’

‘Keep going until I’ve got a million points and ascend to Saint rank to crush you!’