Hate Me, Witch!-Chapter 119 — Let’s Get a Little Naughty

Chapter 119 — Let’s Get a Little Naughty

“Yui…”

That ethereal, clear voice echoed once again in Xia Ya’s mind.

As a bonded partner connected through the Soul Pact, Yui had vaguely sensed the hidden meaning behind the name Xia Ya had given her.

I treat you as my Master, but you’re trying to be my dad?

“You nasty, bottom-tier Master.”

“D*mn, AI these days are seriously getting wild?”

Xia Ya couldn’t help but raise a brow. “This bratty girl dialogue module—optimize it a bit deeper. I like it.”

……

After over ten minutes of real-time interaction in his mind, Xia Ya had a full grasp of Yui’s capabilities from every angle.

As the Fifth Soul Pact partner and his fourth Summoned Beast, Yui’s overall performance met all his expectations perfectly.

“By the way, Yui, can you physically manifest in the Material Plane?”

Xia Ya glanced at the tiny mirrored cube floating in his Soul Pact Space and asked casually.

Mechanical-type Summoned Beasts came in various forms.

Most mainstream mechanical beasts were closer to what people in Xia Ya’s previous world would consider traditional robots. They shared a similar existence with other beasts of flesh and blood—if the mechanical body and Fire Source core were destroyed, the mechanical beast was effectively dead.

Their main difference from flesh-and-blood beasts was that their mechanical bodies were easier to repair, adjust, modify, and upgrade.

But under Xia Ya’s direction, Yui belonged to a different class entirely.

Rather than “robot” or “mechanical beast,” Yui was closer to the concept of “artificial intelligence.” With the influence of her "Metal Genesis" skill, she wasn’t limited to a single mechanical shell.

In the short term, this kind of mechanical beast couldn’t match the immediate combat strength of a fully-equipped mech unit.

But the potential? It far surpassed them.

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“I can,”

“As long as there are enough free metal particles available, I can use the 'Metal Genesis' skill and the alchemical matrix to reshape liquid metal into any desired form, then manifest in the real world using that form as a vessel.”

Yui’s pleasant, bell-like voice rang out once again.

“Although I’ve detected the large amount of memory metal materials you’ve prepared for me... I’d like to test something.”

“Crimson… can you provide me with some silver particles? I want to try a few things.”

“Mee mee mee~ (Me?)”

The Little Silver Spirit, who was happily munching on snacks and spectating in the Soul Pact Space, blinked blankly at suddenly being called out.

“That’s right…”

Yui patiently explained, “Master created me as an AI-type for one specific reason—to synergize with you.”

“Crimson, you have two racial traits. You’ve already developed the ‘Swordsman’ attribute to a respectable degree… but the other one—‘Metal’—is seriously underutilized.”

“Because your Star-Spirit Body was once corrupted, you have almost zero experience in manipulating your own silver particles. But now that I’m here, that shortcoming can be patched.”

“According to Master’s plan, we might be able to develop some combo skills.”

“For example…”

Yui’s clear voice paused for a beat.

“Something like... ‘Unlimited Blade Works.’”

……

Looks like crafting Yui was definitely the right move.

Watching Yui lecturing the other Summoned Beasts in the Soul Pact Space, Xia Ya felt a wave of relief.

In the past, developing training plans and new skills for Silver and the others had all fallen on his shoulders.

But now, with an AI like Yui synced to his thoughts, all he had to do was set the general direction and offer occasional feedback—everything else could be handed off to Yui, the little AI manager.

Just like that, Xia Ya’s capitalist ambitions marched one step further.

“Mee, mee mee~ (Sister Yui, that’s enough already...)”

Crimson’s Star-Spirit Body flickered a bit, and even the watching Shiny and Silver looked uneasy.

They had originally come to watch the cute new girl’s joining ceremony and maybe pass down a little life—no, beast life wisdom.

But now, it looked like they were going to be the ones on the receiving end of the lectures from here on out.

Still, it was what it was. Yui was holding the imperial decree straight from Xia Ya.

Even though Crimson’s head was spinning from hearing about “Reality Marbles,” “Mental Sceneries,” “Gate of Babylon,” and “This Body Is Made of Infinite Blades,” she obediently activated her racial trait as a Silver Spirit.

Channeling her mana, she conjured a large volume of silver particles in the manufacturing space.

Countless glowing silver specks sparkled in the air before Xia Ya.

At the same time, a small alchemical matrix quietly surfaced at his fingertip.

It shimmered faintly, glowing with a beautiful brilliance.

Then, the free-floating silver particles began to transform, reshape, and form constructs under the matrix’s refinement.

Eventually, the silver light condensed into a tangible figure.

A petite silhouette with ethereal silver wings behind her back—like a fairy made of silver—gradually took form.

“My affinity with silver particles isn’t too bad.”

The palm-sized, fairy-like Yui landed gently on Xia Ya’s shoulder. She glanced at her new body and began analyzing aloud.

“With this, plus the help of your unique ability, Master, our chances of refining those combo skills with Crimson have now surpassed 90%.”

Her illusory wings fluttered slightly as she was about to speak again—

But in the next moment, she suddenly fell silent.

At the same time, Xia Ya caught a faint, fragrant scent wafting from behind him.

“I’ve been waiting for this day to come… Yui-chan.”

Suren’s voice gently drifted past Xia Ya’s ear.

The sound of the workshop door closing came from behind, and the Saintess of Dawn had taken off her low-brimmed cap and mask.

There she stood, graceful and poised, right behind Xia Ya. A few strands of her long black hair brushed against the back of his neck, tickling slightly.

Suren looked at the tiny Yui perched on Xia Ya’s shoulder and smiled sweetly. “Yui-chan, do you remember who I am?”

Xia Ya’s mechanical Summoned Beast had been a collaborative creation born from countless discussions between him and Suren, so she already knew the name he had planned to give his fourth beast.

Yui, sitting on Xia Ya’s shoulder, turned to glance at the black-haired Saintess smiling beside her.

Thanks to her link with Xia Ya’s Soul Pact, Yui’s database had been completed with a vast wealth of Xia Ya’s knowledge.

So she wasn’t unfamiliar with the girl standing in front of her.

After all, her very creation was inseparable from this person.

Xia Ya had provided the overall design concept and direction for the "Yorha-type Machine Lifeform—132B," but turning these wildly advanced, era-transcending ideas into actual, functioning constructs through the Mechanist Workshop’s platform—that was entirely thanks to Suren, the genius mechanist.

One provided the inspiration. The other provided the technical execution.

Without either of them, Yui would never have come into existence.

And the fact that her master had named her "Yui"—it was obvious what he was implying: he saw her as a daughter to raise.

Add to that the subtle emotional signals she sensed through the Soul Pact... and the special relationship between Xia Ya and Suren became clear.

With all that, if she had to define her relationship with Suren—only one word fit perfectly.

“Mom.”

Yui looked at Suren and spoke in a sweet, clear voice.

……

“Ying ying ying~ (Oh no, Yui’s actually on Team Suren!)”

“Mee mee mee! (This is bad! The old two-party setup is on the verge of collapse!)”

Inside Xia Ya’s Soul Pact Space, Silver and Crimson watched the events unfold with serious expressions.

As bonded beasts connected to Xia Ya’s soul and emotions, they had long been paying attention to his romantic warzone.

And during downtime after training, their favorite form of entertainment was... stock market speculation.

Constant gossiping, debating over which woman would win out as the true queen, or who would take Xia Ya’s first time.

Each Summoned Beast had their own allegiances and "stock holdings."

Silver, as Xia Ya’s very first contracted beast, had gone through the night of Ceylan’s fall by his side... so naturally, she favored Ailora—who also came from the Northern Ceylan and shared the longest bond with Xia Ya. She was a staunch member of Team Xiao Ai.

Crimson joined the party later, born from the Historical Echo of the Cangting Ancient Kingdom, and as a Silver Spirit, was once the guardian beast of the Branstat family. Of course, she leaned hard into her preference for Sylvia—the final heir of Cangting and the Branstat bloodline. Crimson had gone all-in on Argent Witch stock.

Shiny, meanwhile, was the ultimate fence-sitter. Pure power-chaser. Whoever surged to the top? That’s whose side she’d pick. A true bandwagon fan—always with the winner, never with the underdog.

But now, with Suren—who bore both the “Childhood Friend” and “Sudden Drop-In” tags—stepping in as the "Childhood Drop-In Combo," and Yui calling her “Mom,” publicly declaring herself the leader of Team Suren...

The once two-pole system was now evolving into a three-way power struggle.

……

Hearing Yui speak in a voice that sounded 40% like her own, Suren blinked in surprise.

But soon, a bright smile bloomed on her fair face.

As a genius mechanist, she naturally understood why Yui’s voice bore such a resemblance.

“As expected of our daughter, a crystallization of love. Even her voice sounds like mine.”

“Don’t you think so…”

Suren leaned in close to Xia Ya’s ear, her breath soft and fragrant.

“Daddy?”

“Miss Suren, I have to remind you of something,”

Looking at the Saintess of Dawn in front of him, Xia Ya replied slowly, “Unlike six or seven years ago—back then I hadn’t even finished developing, so even if I wanted to do something, I couldn’t.”

“But now we’re both eighteen. Fully grown.”

“If you keep teasing like this... I’m afraid you’ll flip the car.”

“If I were afraid of that, would I have come here?”

Suren’s gentle voice whispered into Xia Ya’s ear.

“But you’re right—Yui’s still here, can’t be setting a bad example for our daughter.”

“Besides…”

Suren took a small step back.

Then pointed toward the two massive metal containers nearby.

Mechanical-type Summoned Beasts were still bound by Tier limits. They couldn’t casually leap across tiers.

Just forming a contract with Yui wasn’t enough to let Xia Ya challenge a Legend-tier.

But the greatest strength of AI-type mechanical beasts was—

As long as you swiped your credit card hard enough,

They could use external magitech constructs to unleash power far beyond their tier.

Take, for example, the Provisional Alliance’s ultimate trump card: the Gustav Cannon.

When operated manually by ordinary forces, the single Gustav was limited by its fire rate and mobility—fine for static targets, useless for fast ones.

But in all-out war? If an Imperial-tier AI beast like a mechanist’s personal pet operated a full array of Gustav Cannons... the sheer firepower density was enough to suppress even Legend-tiers.

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Those two metal containers—that was where Xia Ya had really poured in his investment.

Two custom-designed magitech constructs based on Xia Ya’s specs. They were the reason the Steam School’s president, a Legend-tier mechanist, had personally stepped in—not to help create Yui, but to build these constructs.

Even that Legend-tier was amazed. These were revolutionary works.

“Yui, go check out the gift Mom and Dad prepared for you.”

At Suren’s words, Yui also sensed what was inside the two containers—and was clearly intrigued.

But before moving, she turned back to Xia Ya for confirmation.

Xia Ya nodded. “Go on. Those are your specially made external constructs.”

He swept his gaze over the two containers.

Each housed a highly complex mechanical construct.

The first: Codename — Sky Patrol: Damocles’ Sword

The second: Codename — Phantom Collapse: Spirit Particle Fission

“Take your time and get familiar with them, Yui.”

“These are going to be our biggest trump cards for a long time.”

Xia Ya’s voice grew distant.

“Before long—”

“Their brilliance will be the dawn... lighting up the darkest night.”

……

With Xia Ya’s approval, Yui quickly began studying the two external constructs.

Sky Patrol: Damocles’ Sword

Phantom Collapse: Spirit Particle Fission

The names were definitely mouthfuls, but as Yui dove into the annotated notes and operational principles Xia Ya had written—she immediately fell into deep focus.

Just as Xia Ya had said, these two constructs would be their ultimate cards.

Cards strong enough... to truly threaten Legends.

And as Yui’s figure disappeared into the two massive metal containers—

Behind Xia Ya, a soft, cat-like footstep drew closer.

“Our daughter’s off working now…”

“So maybe we parents can sneak in a little alone time and... do something we enjoy…”

Like a nightingale’s song, Suren’s gentle voice whispered into Xia Ya’s ear.

Suren extended her pale finger, and the gemstone ring on her right middle finger gave off a faint gleam.

A soft golden light silently spread out, enveloping the area around the two of them.

Soundproofing and blindsight barrier.

After setting everything in place, the black-haired girl reached out her delicate hand and gently caressed the contours of Xia Ya’s face.

Those chestnut eyes shimmered with a tenderness like rippling water. “Even though we’ve seen each other often through magitech communication…”

“The illusionary image from Spirit Realm comms just doesn’t compare to the real you.”

“It’s been a long time.”

Xia Ya smiled silently and wrapped his arms around the soft waist of the Saintess of Dawn before him.

“Yeah… it really has.”

It truly had been a long time.

Six years. The timid, scrawny little girl from their parting back then had now grown into a graceful young woman, known across the land as the Saintess of Dawn.

When Xia Ya lifted her into his arms, Suren didn’t resist. She simply rested her cheek gently against his chest.

That’s when Xia Ya noticed—

Today, Suren was wearing jet-black fishnet stockings, a striking contrast to her holy white attire.

“I remember you like that sort of vibe—pure and sacred, but with a touch of sinful allure. So I picked this outfit just for you,” she said softly.

“I even had someone do a special delivery, from the Holy Court to the Imperial Capital… from your favorite clothing store. I know how much you like the feeling of leaving your mark, on both body and soul.”

As if reading his mind, Suren whispered by his ear, her black hair brushing against his chest.

“I’m not like Xiao Ai…”

“She’s always been blessed, yet doesn’t know it—still all tsundere, barely even does anything naughty.”

A misty sheen spread over her chestnut eyes.

“I told Xiao Ai that forming a mechanical-type Soul Pact takes thirty minutes, and that any outside interference during that time could break the process.”

“There’s still fifteen minutes left…”

Suren’s slender arms wrapped around Xia Ya’s neck.

“So, for these fifteen minutes… you can do whatever you want to me.”

“That’s some tight timing. Not even enough for the main event,” Xia Ya sighed.

In the next moment, a thought flickered through his mind.

He temporarily severed the spiritual link with his Soul Pact.

“Ying ying ying?”

“Mee mee mee?”

Inside the Soul Pact Space, the excited stock-trading Summoned Beasts stared at the suddenly blacked-out screen, completely bewildered.

“When we meet again, I’ll…”

“Mm-mmph…”

Before Suren could finish her sentence—

Xia Ya lowered his head and captured her lips.

A blush blossomed instantly across the Saintess of Dawn’s swan-like, snow-white neck.