“Wah, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!”
A crisp smack replaced Xiliya’s response.
“I won’t dare do it again next time, wah wah…”
Smack.
“Wah wah, it hurts so much…”
Smack.
“I can’t take it anymore! Please stop, wah, I really won’t dare…”
Smack.
In Xiliya’s room, Ximo’s hiccupping sobs and pleas for mercy mixed with the continuous smacking sounds. Even just from the noises, one could guess what kind of terrifying punishment was happening inside.
Xiliya didn’t soften at all from Ximo’s pitiful begging. She only stopped when her arm started to feel slightly sore.
“I was wrong. I really didn’t know that was something your mother left behind.”
Ximo turned her teary eyes to look at Xiliya. If she had known how important that Ceramic Doll was to Xiliya, she never would have touched it—no matter what. And now her butt really hurt!
Xiliya sat on the edge of the bed with Ximo’s limp body sprawled across her lap. The long maid skirt’s hem was hiked up, revealing blue-and-white panties tied with a small blue bow—they looked strangely cute.
The area properly positioned on Xiliya’s lap was beaten red and swollen, with faint red marks spreading all the way to the base of her thighs. Ximo’s body trembled slightly. Seeing this sight, Xiliya nodded.
Not bad. This plump butt had a pretty good feel to it. It seemed like this method would work well for dealing with Ximo in the future.
Ximo lay there with her head tilted to the side on the bed, breathing rapidly with tears pooling at the corners of her eyes. The light had gone out of them, and she had basically lost all sensation in her lower body.
When Xiliya had suggested spanking her as punishment, Ximo had breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Isn’t this just how you discipline kids? What’s scary about a few swats on the butt?
But as the Mark on her lower abdomen—which had just been activated—glowed faintly at Xiliya’s snap, Ximo sensed something was off.
Her body suddenly felt much more sensitive, and her breathing quickened involuntarily. Could the effect of this Mark be…
Facts proved Ximo was right. Xiliya had used the Mark to heighten her body’s sensitivity, and she showed no mercy in her strikes until she got tired.
I knew it! Ximo thought bitterly. If something looks like a pleasure tattoo, feels like a pleasure tattoo, then it is a pleasure tattoo!
“Go on, and clean the floor while you’re at it,” Xiliya said, giving Ximo’s butt a couple more light pats as a finishing touch. “Don’t pull any more of these little tricks next time.”
Ximo’s body trembled slightly. She didn’t dare say anything more and quickly got up, clamping her legs together as she held down her skirt. With her face unnaturally flushed, she left the room.
Xiliya let out a long breath and glanced down at her own legs.
She hadn’t paid much attention while she was caught up in the spanking, but now that she thought about it, when Ximo had been sprawled over her lap, hadn’t there been a wet sensation on her legs?
Meanwhile, Ximo, who had gone to fetch cleaning tools, squatted down in an empty corner and took deep breaths to try to ease that strange feeling.
She regretted it now—deeply regretted it. If she had known it would turn out like this, she never would have done that stupid task!
【Special task “Broken Ornament and Taking Grievances (Completed)”. Shall we settle the System rewards for you, dear?】
The System’s voice chimed in right on cue. Ximo gave a bitter smile. Yeah, she had certainly taken some grievances—it had nearly made her cry her eyes out from both ends.
The Mark’s effect heightened sensations, not just pain. When Xiliya had been smacking her plump butt over and over, an overwhelming rush of sensations she had never experienced before—mixed with the pain—had surged through her. Ximo had instinctively clamped her legs together, and then…
“Wah wah wah, how could this Mark be like this!”
Ximo covered her face in self-abandonment. This was her first time feeling that after reincarnating as a girl, and it had happened because of a spanking? She didn’t want to be a masochist!
“Settle it.”
Ximo took a deep breath to adjust her mindset. Finally, the exciting reward moment had arrived. This was the task reward she had earned with her butt—she had to see what she got.
Ximo couldn’t help but feel expectant. She had wanted to complete this special task for another selfish reason too: she hoped the System would give her rewards that could treat her sickly attributes.
Since the failure penalty was worsening her condition, the success reward should logically lighten it, right?
【Settling now. We’ll include the rewards from the previous task and settle them all for you, dear.】
【Congratulations, dear! You’ve received “Prone to Illness Constitution ×1” and “Well-Developed Tear Glands ×1”. Settlement complete for you.】
Ximo: “?”
“What the heck?” Ximo’s eyes widened as she suspected she had misheard. “Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with these rewards?”
“Nothing wrong at all, dear. Who said these rewards are bad? They’re super useful, you know?”
Ximo laughed out of anger. “Fine, you explain to me what these rewards do then.”
“Look, dear—the Prone to Illness Constitution lets you get sick from the slightest breeze or grass moving, and Well-Developed Tear Glands makes you tear up the moment someone bullies you. Doesn’t that make it way easier to play the Sickly Young Lady and complete plot tasks?”
“Otherwise, dear, even the simplest newbie tasks would fail for you. We don’t get why you failed a task that could’ve been done just by following the plot normally.”
Don’t understand? Ximo pinched the bridge of her nose in fury. You’ve got the nerve to say that? This damn System forces me to be a punching bag, and now even the rewards are useless!
Instead of easing her condition, couldn’t you at least give some normal System stuff like heavenly treasures or martial arts manuals? What the hell were these rewards?!
Ximo felt the pressure mounting again. Didn’t this mean she had to complete future plot tasks? If the rewards couldn’t offset the penalties, a few more failures and she might just die from illness!
Why is my transmigration so full of disasters…? At that thought, Ximo suddenly felt her nose tingle, and crystalline tears gathered in her eyes.
Wait, no—even after turning into a girl, I shouldn’t be this crybaby, right? Ximo quickly realized this was the effect of the System’s reward.
“Ximo!” A figure popped out from around the corner and waved at her—it was the little maid who had given her directions earlier, Annaer. “Madam wants you to come over.”
“Huh? Are you okay? Your eyes are all red. Did Lady Annaer scold you just now?”
“I’m fine. I just got some sand in my eyes.”
Ximo hurriedly wiped away her tears with her sleeve. At least this damn System didn’t skimp or glitch on reward settlement.
But what good were these crappy rewards?! She wasn’t Xiliya right now—getting sick easily and crying easily weren’t rewards at all!
Moreover, Xiliya’s current self had nothing to do with the Sickly Young Lady role!
