Since Ryohei Tanaka had made his request, Lucoa had no choice but to oblige him.

The part of her body below her slender waist solidified from smoke. Using her dragon scales, she conjured a pair of light gray yoga pants and a beige, midriff-baring tank top. Lucoa wasn't a fan of wearing clothes, much like Jashin-chan, but she followed certain unwritten rules. Despite her preference, she understood that sometimes, being clothed was more appealing than being bare.

Lucoa slipped into her "performance outfit" and, to Ryohei's surprise, performed the splits. Her astonishingly long legs, at least 113cm, stretched out effortlessly as her hips settled lightly onto the bed. The mattress pushed back, causing her body to sway gently, and the soft comforter indented slightly under her weight.

Ryohei's bed was two meters long, which meant a small portion of Lucoa's legs still dangled over the edge. Her legs were truly longer than his lifespan!

"Lucoa, have you ever done yoga?" Ryohei asked curiously, impressed by how professional she looked, especially with the yoga pants. He then glanced at her bountiful chest. He had been satisfied, but seeing Lucoa in such an artistic pose, clad in that cute outfit, stirred something within him again.

"Never," she replied. "I've seen similar videos online..." Lucoa tilted her head, and as if struck by an idea, she suddenly drew her legs in, turned on the bed, and said, "Let me show you a version of the splits that's considered high-difficulty for you humans."

As she spoke, she placed her right hand, fingers splayed, on the bed. Shifting her center of gravity forward and engaging her core, she pushed off into a one-handed handstand, her legs extending out into a perfect split in the air! Her incredibly long legs opened to the sides, forming a perfectly straight line. The soft fabric of the yoga pants clung to her skin, outlining the graceful curves of her legs—from the taut arch of her feet, to her defined calf muscles, to her full, well-proportioned thighs, all culminating at her slender waist. Every curve was a testament to both strength and flexibility.

Because she was upside-down, the hem of her tank top slid down with gravity, giving Ryohei a tantalizing glimpse of the Southern Hemisphere...

"Whoa!" Ryohei's eyes widened. This version of the splits was truly amazing—cool and sexy at the same time. He couldn't help but give Lucoa a thumbs-up. "The average person definitely couldn't do that," he praised.

"So where's the applause? I want to hear your applause, Tanaka-kun!" Lucoa cupped her left hand to her ear, pretending to listen.

Ryohei chuckled and good-naturedly clapped a few times.

"Today, I'll really open your eyes, Tanaka-kun!" Seemingly getting into the spirit of it, Lucoa proceeded to show Ryohei a wide variety of splits: one with her upper body lying on the floor while her hips and legs rested on the edge of the bed; splits using the single sofa or the coffee table to prop one leg up; one where she held onto the doorframe and pressed her legs flat against the other side; and one where her right foot was on the floor while her left leg was pressed straight up against the wall, her arms spread wide. She even hung two aerial silks from the ceiling and performed the splits in mid-air.

Ryohei was stunned. 'Holy crap! You're the real deal! You've really mastered the art of the splits. You never cease to amaze!' He had to admit, his eyes had been opened today.

And art, as it turned out, could easily make one impulsive. Several times during the performance, Ryohei felt the urge to engage in a deeper level of "communication" with Lucoa, but he was a bit worried that Yurine might suddenly burst in. On the other hand, he had promised to do a morning workout with Minos and Persephone II. Exercise required consistency to be effective; slacking off wouldn't do. In that regard, Ryohei was quite disciplined.

And so, just like that, Lucoa's performance came to an end.

"As far as the splits go, I'd call you the strongest!" Ryohei said jokingly, giving her another thumbs-up.

"Oh, you flatter me," Lucoa said with a wave of her hand.

"What about the remaining two wishes?" Ryohei picked up his phone to check the time. It was 5:20 AM. He headed for the bathroom, planning to listen to Lucoa's wishes while he washed up.

"My second wish is for you to be at my mercy for one whole day," Lucoa said, following him with her hands behind her back and her long, shapely legs striding forward. As she stated her wish, a sly, foxy grin spread across her face, like a fox about to steal a chicken.

"Sorry, that wish is beyond my capabilities," Ryohei retorted, shooting her a look over his shoulder. At her mercy for a day? That was just asking for trouble! If he really let her have her way, he'd probably be drained completely dry.

"But it's the simplest wish imaginable!" Lucoa pouted, displeased with his answer.

Ryohei paid her no mind. "Alright, what's the third wish?"

"Are we just skipping the second one?" Lucoa asked, exasperated, as she watched him disappear into the bathroom. Oh well. The only thing she really wanted to ask of him was to host her friends. The rest was just playful banter. She'd be happy if he agreed, but it was no big deal if he didn't.

Lucoa leaned against the bathroom doorframe, her ample bosom resting on her crossed arms. She watched as Ryohei hummed and put toothpaste on his toothbrush. After a moment, she said, "My third wish... take me for a ride on my back again sometime."

"...Alright." Ryohei's brushing stopped mid-motion. With a mouthful of toothpaste foam, he turned in surprise to look at her, then nodded. That, he could do.

There's no time like the present. He thought for a moment and said, "How about after I buy today's ingredients? We can go for a quick spin then."

"Mmm," Lucoa agreed happily with a soft hum.

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