What do you mean my cute disciples are Yanderes?

(MC POV)

I pulled back from Diao Chan who had just kissed me in front of the entire court.

"What are you doing?"

"Aahhhnnn~ I can't help it, Master~ seeing you stand there all sexy like that… It would be a crime not to kiss you~"

I sighed, snapping my fingers to pause time for everyone else.

"Ok… If you really wanted to just spend the entirety of our date doing nothing but each other in bed, I can arrange that too, you know?"

She gasped in surprise before pulling back from me, "Ah!! No, no! I want to do this! Just… Umm… Could I ask for a few changes, Master? Or is that too much to ask for?"

"Hmm? Of course you can. The whole point of this was to have a date that you could enjoy, right?"

"Ohhh~ I thought Master would decide everything for us and we had no say in it."

"Err… No. That wouldn't really be a proper date would it?"

She giggled, "Ehehe~ In that case, could Master let me change some stuff about this World?"

"Sure, just tell me what you want to change and I'll do it."

"Oh… Umm… Is it possible for Master to make it such that the World would change according to what I am thinking about instead of having me say it? I'm not too sure how to describe it…"

I considered for a moment, "That is possible, yes. Just let me… Alright go ahead."

I manipulated the reality of this World to shift according to Diao Chan's desires and took a step back, giving her the space she needs to change the World.

A few seconds passed and the World around us spun a few times before stopping itself, resetting us to our positions we were in moments before.

Oh, correction… I was the only one that was moved back to my original location since the change in reality also moved everyone else around.

And what a change it was since all the males in the throne room with the exception of myself was now wearing some kind of latex fetish wear, the kind you would see in those BDSM fetish clubs.

It consisted of a mask that went over their heads where only the mouth and nose was visible and the clothing they were wearing consisted of only straps that covered only their chest and crotch and nothing else. Some of them even had ball gags around their mouths too.

Even the king himself was not spared, in fact it was even worse off than the others.

While he was also wearing that same fetish outfit that the other men were wearing, he was also down on all fours and serving as a chair for Diao Chan to sit on.

My Witch even had her legs crossed like it was the most natural thing for her to do.

At first, I thought she had made herself the queen or something but the tied up king was still the one addressing me from his position.

"You have not answered me, Master Lin," The king pointed out.

It took me a moment for me to realise he was asking about why I thought he should cooperate with us to build the tunnel through the Death Mountains.

I cleared my throat, "Ahem… Your country would benefit quite a bit if you were to make it more prosperous, yes? It's something that can be achieved through our cooperation."

He bristled, "And I think it would be better for us if you were not around, don't you think so my Mistress?"

It left no room for doubt about who he was addressing since the king turned his head to Diao Chan. Huh… So she gave herself the position of his dominatrix Mistress or something?

Diao Chan reached forward and slapped the king across the side of his face, hard.

"When did I give you permission to look at me, trash?"

The king actually let out a whimper while his body shook in obvious pleasure, "Ahnnnn~ My deepest apologies, Mistress~ Please punish this worthless trash more!"

Oh god… The way he moaned really sent a chill down my spine…

Diao Chan smacked him across the face even harder, "Silence. Did I allow you to moan you worthless trash?"

That king shivered more from the pleasure of having Diao Chan slap him but managed to keep his mouth shut to prevent any more moans from spilling past his lips.

Another male who was also tied up in that fetish gear desperately crawled his way over towards us.

"Mistress! That's not fair! Please punish me too! I have been a bad boy!"

It took me a while to realise that guy was Feng Xian, the guy who brought Diao Chan to Heaven Sect back in our World.

He should have been the prince of the country of Dong or something but it looks like he had been reduced to the position of some kind of pet for Diao Chan.

Seeing him desperately trying to get her attention without even caring about everyone else around him was a rather surreal experience for me, since our World's version of him was definitely not like this.

Diao Chan did not even hesitate before she kicked her foot outwards, smashing her heel against Feng Xian's cheek and sending him rolling away from her to crash into the wall on the other side of the throne room.

She then crossed back her legs like she had merely just been stretching her legs this entire time and didn't just kick a person flying away from her across the room.

The king seemed to make a whimpering sound before turning his attention back to me.

"Ahem… As you could tell, Master Lin, our dearest Mistress is not interested in the slightest about what your country has to offer! Why would we even stoop ourselves to your level to deal with you? It's clearly beneath us! Guards! Come and take him away!!"

Err…. Things were already progressing so weirdly that I wasn't even able to follow properly but it seemed like I was being locked up by the guards now?

I thought Diao Chan might intervene and stop them or something but surprisingly, she did not.

In fact, she was watching the entire process of the guards coming up to me to tie me up before escorting me out of the throne room with a glazed look in her eyes.

What kind of World did you just make this into, Diao Chan?!!