The air smelled like poisoned perfume, frozen rage, and foxfire.
Luo Feng stood at the center of a very precarious triangle:
The Death Queen, twirling a dagger dipped in "marriage-or-death" toxin
Li Qing, her Frost Veins glowing like a blizzard's heart
The Nine-Tails Goddess, her nine tails lashing with unstable divinity
"Mine," all three women said in unison.
[System Alert: Maximum Romantic Hazard Detected]
[Mission: Survive the Showdown Without Dying (Or Getting Married)]
[Reward: Temporary Alliance]
[Failure Penalty: Being Split Into Three Equal Husbands]
The plush demon army (now sporting matching tactical ruffles) let out a collective squeak of terror.
[The Battle: A Symphony of Jealousy]
Round 1: Poison vs. Frost
The Death Queen lunged first, her blade aimed at Li Qing's throat—
—only for the Ice Phoenix to freeze the toxin mid-air, shattering it into harmless glitter.
"Predictable," Li Qing muttered.
Round 2: Foxfire vs. Poison
The Nine-Tails Goddess laughed, igniting the Death Queen's veils with celestial flames.
"Darling, really?" The Death Queen sighed, letting the fabric burn away to reveal another identical set underneath. "I invented dramatic reveals."
Round 3: Frost vs. Foxfire
Li Qing's ice met the Nine-Tails' flames in a cataclysmic hiss, creating a localized rainstorm that drenched everyone.
Luo Feng, now soaking wet in his frilly battle attire, cleared his throat.
"Are you done?"
[The Resolution: A Truce (With Conditions)]
After seven near-fatal skirmishes and three interrupted marriage proposals, the terms were finally laid out:
No Attempted Murders (Unless Previously Scheduled)
Shared Custody of Luo Feng's Free Time (Strict Schedule Enforced by Plush Demons)
Mutual Right to Glare (Unlimited Usage)
The Nine-Tails Goddess smirked. "I suppose I can share. For now."
Li Qing's frost receded—mostly. "Try to stab me again and I'll freeze your soul."
The Death Queen kissed Luo Feng's cheek, leaving a lipstick mark that burned like acid. "This means we're polycule-officially engaged, darling."
[Alliance Formed: Chaotic Polycule Truce]
[Bonus: Plush Demons Appointed as Relationship Mediators]
[Check-In Complete (Barely)]
[Reward: Temporary Harem Peace]
[Penalty: Now Obligated to Attend Weekly "Group Dates"]
As the women dispersed (with one last round of threatening glares), the Nine-Tails Goddess whispered in Luo Feng's ear:
"Don't get too comfortable, patchwork man. The final nail won't pull itself out."
Then she vanished, leaving behind the scent of burnt sugar and regret.
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