Infinite: Starting from Resident Evil

(I'll try to update the second chapter later; the result of my hangover is that I can't think of a single word all day.)

Chapter 523! Never Suffer a Loss

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Shen Ye's cooking skills have been mentioned before; they are at a passable level. Of course, that refers to the domestic market. If he were abroad, he would consider himself to be more capable, at least not allowing anyone to find major faults with his cooking.

After asking Bayonetta what dietary restrictions she had, he got busy. However, despite having all sorts of seasonings in her kitchen, there weren't many that he could actually use. So, after working for a long time, he only managed to make three dishes, and only one of them was a hot dish.

Even so, Bayonetta was still surprised. She exclaimed, "Indeed, the rumors I heard are true. The men in that mysterious country can all cook. I always thought it was fake."

Then, looking at Shen Ye who had placed the dishes directly on the coffee table, she continued, "My dear Mr. Cat, I would like to ask, what are the main responsibilities of the women over there?"

Upon hearing her mention this, Shen Ye gave her an annoyed look and said dismissively, "Responsible for spending money and maintaining beauty."

Bayonetta sensed Shen Ye's dissatisfaction and exclaimed, "Why does it sound like you're saying that place is a woman's paradise?"

“You should say it’s a hell for men.” Shen Ye corrected Bayonetta, but then he thought that, based on the current timeline, it should be at least a decade or so before it became a hell for men.

Bayonetta roughly understood what Shen Ye meant this time. She smiled and said, "I'm not that kind of woman. I'm very good at helping others solve their problems."

"I hope it's not just empty words of helping each other out." Shen Ye shrugged.

But Bayonetta said, "Actually, the mouth can do a lot of things, don't underestimate it."

Uh... this sudden driving scene seems so familiar!

Shen Ye didn't want to discuss this anymore. Of all things, eating was the most important. When he was hungry, he didn't think about anything else.

While Bayonetta was pouring the wine, Shen Ye went to the kitchen again and found two pairs of chopsticks deep in the kitchen cabinet. Fortunately, these two pairs of chopsticks had probably never been used, so even though they were dusty, they were not moldy.

After washing the chopsticks several times with hot water and dish soap, Shen Ye returned to the coffee table with the chopsticks. He handed a pair to Bayonetta, then picked up a piece of bread and ate it with the dishes.

Bayonetta watched as Shen Ye rolled up the stir-fried vegetables in a bread roll, like eating a hot dog from the street. She glanced speechlessly at the wine glass in her hand. Although it was cheap wine bought from a motel, it didn't seem to match at all. She thought it would be more appropriate to replace the wine with beer, or even cola.

Witches still value rituals.

But she didn't say anything, she just awkwardly picked up food with chopsticks while drinking red wine.

After eating several large pieces of bread, Shen Ye finally felt a bit full. He then put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass, and took a big gulp.

At this moment, Bayonetta also put down her chopsticks. She looked at the dishes and wine on the coffee table, then at Shen Ye, and suddenly sighed, "I used to live alone, so I didn't really feel anything. But now, I can actually feel a sense of living a normal life."

Shen Ye had also lived alone for a long time, and he nodded in agreement with her words. Although living alone was very free and easy, it was a completely different feeling after experiencing living with others.

Humans are social creatures; once you've experienced liveliness, it's hard to go back to being alone and quiet.

Shen Ye swirled the red wine in his glass, then brought it to his nose to smell it. He preferred smelling it to drinking it; the fruity aroma was more pleasant than the taste. He then put down the glass, put his hands behind his head, and looked at Bayonetta, saying, "From what you're saying, you like this kind of life?"

He remembered that witches seemed to prefer a free and unrestrained life, and even if they had men, they were hard to keep.

“I’m a woman, and I need a man’s company.” Bayonetta leaned back on the sofa, holding a wine glass in one hand and resting the other on the back of the sofa. The two were sitting very close, and her gesture looked more like she was hugging his neck.

But she might feel uncomfortable in this position, or she might feel that this position is not intimate enough. After thinking about it, she lifted her two long legs that were draped on the coffee table and unceremoniously placed them on Shen Ye's legs.

At the same time, she secretly used her magic to retract the hair that was wrapped around her thighs. As a result, under the light above her head, Shen Ye felt that her eyes were being dazzled and hurt a little.

“Look at my legs, they’re so white and long…” Bayonetta wanted to say they were slender, but looking at her full thighs, she changed her words to, “They’re also strong and powerful, they can definitely hold your waist tight.”

"So, want to touch it again? It's definitely no less impressive than my butt."

Shen Ye had gradually gotten used to Bayonetta's ability to drive at any time. He glanced at the witch's delicate face, which was flushed from drinking, and said, "Then I won't be polite."

"Do we need to be so polite with each other?" Bayonetta had a good memory and returned Shen Ye's words verbatim.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ye stopped raising his hands, but quickly lowered them again, placing them on the witch's ample thighs. He gently kneaded them as he asked, "So what exactly is our relationship?"

He also returned the witch's words.

"A man who's so calculating, he's never willing to back down in a verbal battle." Feeling the strange sensation coming from her thigh, the black-haired witch's voice trembled slightly, a rare occurrence for her.

Ultimately, this was her first time having such intimate contact with a man. She was the kind of woman who talked a big game but had absolutely no practical experience.

However, a witch is a witch after all, and she quickly adapted. She even turned around and lay down on the sofa, letting Shen Ye massage the back of her thighs.

The back of the thighs has more flesh, so it feels better to the touch, but Shen Ye suddenly stopped.

"Why did you stop pressing it?" the witch's disgruntled voice rang out.

"I was thinking, how beautiful your legs would look if you wore stockings," Shen Ye said, resting his chin on his hand. But because he had just massaged the witch's legs, his hands were full of the scent of rosemary.

“I don’t usually wear stockings, since my clothes are made from my hair. But if you really want to see, I can buy a few pairs for you tomorrow.” The black-haired witch thought seriously for a moment: “What type do you like? How about suspenders?”

"I prefer something simple, something long and cylindrical will do," Shen Ye replied earnestly.

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(I revised it several times, afraid of being censored, but actually it wasn't anything explicit at first, but I was just afraid...)

Chapter 524! Everyone wants to take the initiative.

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"I think I'll just buy one of each kind."

Bayonetta then turned over and lifted one leg, stroking her fingers from her ankle down to her thigh. "Actually, I look good in anything."

“I completely agree with that.” Shen Ye nodded. Even the legs of Victoria’s Secret models couldn’t match the length and straightness of the witch’s legs; the witch’s legs were simply works of art.

However, the witch felt a little regretful at this moment, because she had long been used to weaving clothes with her hair, so she didn't have many kinds of clothes in her wardrobe, especially skirts, which were inconvenient for her to move around in. After all, wearing stockings with skirts looked better.

"I should have prepared a few decent dresses for myself earlier."

Feeling somewhat depressed, Bayonetta crossed her legs and gently swayed them, revealing her inner turmoil.

"But what kind of skirt does he like? A pencil skirt for business attire? Or a mini skirt? Or the cheongsam I saw last time, the kind with a slit up to the waist? But I don't think I can wear that out in public, and I'd have to wear drawstring underwear with it... It wouldn't look good if someone saw it."

Miss Witch never seemed to have considered wearing something as innocent as a dress.

While the black-haired witch was deep in thought, Shen Ye's gaze fell on her delicate face, then traveled downwards, lingering on her pert breasts for a few seconds before casually moving away.

But nothing in the room could compare to the scenery around him, so he subtly shifted his gaze back to look at the room from head to toe again.

However, just as he turned his gaze back to the black-haired witch's face, she came to her senses and looked at him as well, and their eyes met.

"I'm not just pretty, you know," the black-haired witch said with a smile, unaware that Shen Ye had already looked her over.

Then, the black-haired witch gently snapped her fingers.

Her clothes suddenly became less, revealing her smooth arms and flat stomach.

Miss Witch suddenly realized that using hair as clothing wasn't so bad after all; at least it saved her the trouble of taking off her clothes, which was incredibly convenient.

At this moment, looking at Bayonetta who seemed to be wearing a swimsuit, Shen Ye didn't know where to look. The witch's figure was too perfect, and she was beautiful in every way.

Do you feel a little thirsty?

Seeing Shen Ye's seemingly bewildered expression and the slight movement of his throat, Bayonetta sat up.

"A little." Shen Ye cursed himself inwardly for being so weak. Bayonetta's figure was not much different from Joan of Arc's, so why was he still so easily attracted to her?

"Do you want me to feed you some water? To help you feel better?" Bayonetta licked her lips, but showed no inclination to get up and pour water.

"You'd better say 'a sip of water' instead of 'saliva.'" Shen Ye licked his lips as well, the black-haired witch's level seemed to be far above the silver-haired witch's.

"What's the difference?" Bayonetta slowly moved closer to Shen Ye, wrapping her fair arms around his neck, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Besides, I'm also feeling a little thirsty."

hiss………

Shen Ye suddenly hoped that Bayonetta was really just pointing at saliva.

That's how people are; their level of acceptance changes as their bottom line is lowered.

So, looking at the exquisite face and alluring red lips so close to his eyes, Shen Ye slowly moved his face closer as well.

Saliva is saliva, at least it quenches thirst.

It just feels a bit perverted.

Moreover, he felt it necessary to silence the black-haired witch for a while, otherwise, if she continued talking, who knew what shocking remarks she might utter.

It's probably beyond what "unsuitable for children" even means.

To be honest, Bayonetta, like Joan of Arc, was a "soldier" with strong theoretical knowledge but no real combat experience. After Shen Ye kissed Bayonetta's red lips, he clearly felt the witch's hands, crossed behind his back, tightly gripping his back.

Fortunately, the witch didn't grow her nails long for ease of combat, so her nails didn't penetrate very deeply, but Shen Ye still felt a slight pain.

Actually, this pain is nothing. Shen Ye has been injured countless times. If he were afraid of pain, he wouldn't have joined the army. But now, he decided to tease the witch in front of him.

Before Bayonetta could even experience the wonderful feeling of a passionate kiss, she suddenly realized that Shen Ye had released her lips. Just as she was wondering what was going on, she heard Shen Ye complain, "Be gentle, you're hurting me."

Although she didn't know why the man she had her eye on was so afraid of pain, Bayonetta quickly withdrew her fingers and patted Shen Ye's back like she was coaxing a child: "Darling, be good, a kiss will make it stop hurting."

Shen Ye never expected the witch to do this. He thought she would either feel apologetic or dismissively say he wasn't a man, but now...

Just as Shen Ye was stunned, the black-haired witch made a new move. She directly turned Shen Ye's body upright, then violently pressed him down on the sofa. Before Shen Ye could wonder why she had suddenly become so violent, she straddled him.

But Shen Ye had already suffered the consequences of being passive once before, and this time he was determined to be on top no matter what. He straightened his back and sat up abruptly, then grabbed Bayonetta's hands and was about to pin her down.

"Although I appreciate your initiative, I still hope to be the one taking the initiative tonight."