Chapter 118: Getting the Teacher’s Clothes Dirty

Kefi continued exploring the contents of those letters. Just as she was about to flip through a few more, Mia’s hurried footsteps approached from outside, accompanied by a cheerful shout:

“Kefi, Kefi! I finished making the sobering soup for Teacher Sefina!”

Kefi looked as if she had been startled.

With the guilty look of a thief, she quickly organized the letters and placed them back on the desk exactly as they were, trying her best not to leave any traces of them being moved.

It was better not to let Mia discover what she was peeking at.

Just as Kefi stood up, Mia rushed into the room carrying a small bowl, a piece of toast swiped from Sefina’s fridge still hanging from her mouth.

Seeing her like this, Kefi shot her a sharp look and whispered a complaint:

“Weren’t you full from dinner at Teacher Shalina’s house? You clearly ate so much…”

Mia swallowed the bread in a few bites, smiled sheepishly, and muttered:

“Well, I got a bit hungry again after walking all this way~”

In truth, Mia simply couldn’t control her mouth. The food reserves in Sefina’s fridge held a strange attraction for her, making Mia unable to resist sneaking a bite or two.

Kefi was in no mood to continue roasting her at the moment. She pointed toward the restless Sefina on the bed:

“Stop being silly and hurry up and feed Sefina some sobering soup.”

At this moment, Sefina was still in a hazy, drunken state. Her cheeks were crimson, her brow was slightly furrowed, and her body writhed unconsciously.

Her mouth continued to intermittently mutter words that were completely unintelligible:

“Distributed Architecture, API Interface, the requirements changed again…”

This “nonsense” from another world caused Kefi and Mia to look at each other in confusion, not understanding a single word.

Kefi wanted to hurry and feed Sefina some sobering soup, so she walked quickly to the bedside and carefully supported Sefina, letting her lean against her chest.

Seeing this, Mia quickly approached with the warm honey water.

“Sefina, drink some sobering soup, it will make you feel better,” Kefi urged softly in Sefina’s ear.

However, the drunk Sefina couldn’t listen at all. Her head tilted, her lips remained tightly sealed, and she even waved her hand unconsciously, nearly knocking over the bowl in Mia’s hand.

Sefina’s mouth continued to murmur strange words: “Party A, requirements… Memory Optimization, execution speed…”

Seeing that the gentle approach wasn’t working, Mia and Kefi exchanged a glance; they would have to use force.

Kefi gritted her teeth, reached out both hands, and gently pinched Sefina’s soft cheeks. Using a bit of force, she compelled her to tilt her head back and open her mouth.

“Mia, hurry!”

Mia seized the opportunity and immediately brought the rim of the bowl to Sefina’s mouth. Tilting her wrist, she poured the liquid in with a “gulp, gulp.”

However, her movements were clearly neither gentle nor skilled. Quite a bit of honey water overflowed from the corners of Sefina’s mouth.

Worse still, because she poured too quickly, some honey water splashed out and spilled onto the dress over Sefina’s chest, leaving several dark, sticky water stains.

“Oh no!” Kefi cried out. Looking at the conspicuous stains, she lowered her head in frustration.

“Mia, look what you did. You spilled it all over Sefina.”

Mia was also stunned. Looking at the mess on Sefina’s clothes, she sheepishly put down the bowl and scratched her head in embarrassment: “Uh… I… my hand slipped, my hand slipped…”

Kefi said worriedly: “It’s all over her clothes. Honey water is very sticky. If we don’t wash it off quickly, the stains will be hard to clean once they dry…”

Hearing this, Mia immediately suggested: “Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and take off Sefina’s clothes to wash them.”

Kefi’s face turned red instantly. Her eyes darted away, and her voice became as thin as a mosquito’s buzz:

“That… before I helped Sefina cover up with the blanket, I saw that she was uncomfortable sleeping in her coat, so I… I already took her coat off…”

Kefi paused, her cheeks turning even redder, almost to the point of dripping blood.

“In other words… in other words… right now, besides this dress and… and the White Thick Stockings underneath… Sefina is only wearing… underwear…”

“What?!” Mia’s pupils dilated in shock, and two clouds of red quickly flew onto her face. Her mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.

Her brain was momentarily turned blank by the impact of this information.

Now, the two who had caused the trouble looked at each other, the air filled with extreme awkwardness and shame.

This was bad. Taking off the dress of the unconscious, drunk Sefina to wash it… that meant…

It meant stripping Sefina naked…

The two simultaneously raised their hands to cover their faces, feeling as if smoke was about to pour from the tops of their heads. They were so ashamed they were almost speechless.

So… what on earth should they do?!

***

At the same time, Ellaria had just retrieved her custom-made Wand from Mr. Aige, the Magic Wand Forger in the Capital City.

The new Wand felt excellent in her hand and perfectly resonated with her own Magic Power Wave, which put her in a quite pleasant mood.

She looked up at the sky; it was already completely dark, and the Magical Streetlamp along the academy path had lit up with a soft glow.

But when she glanced at the Center Clock Tower while passing by, she realized it was actually only seven in the evening.

“It seems that after entering autumn, it gets dark earlier and earlier…” she whispered to herself, feeling a bit of regret in her heart.

“If I had known it was still early, I would have walked a bit further with Kefi and Mia…”

That way, she could have stayed by Sefina’s side for a while longer. Even if it was just watching Kefi carry her, it would be better than walking alone now.

At the thought of Sefina, Ellaria’s cheeks flushed slightly. It wasn’t just because she thought of her, but because…

Because by some strange impulse, Ellaria had ultimately picked up those White Thick Stockings that Sefina had discarded in the trash…

Right now, those carefully folded stockings were resting quietly in the bag she carried. She knew doing this was very… very improper, one could even say it was a bit perverted.

But for some reason, she just couldn’t control herself. She always wanted to collect things that carried Sefina’s scent.

Since they were things Sefina didn’t want anymore, it should, probably, maybe, be fine if she picked them up, right?

Ellaria comforted herself in her heart, trying to alleviate her inner guilt, but the heat on her face did not diminish at all.

However, she was currently thinking conflictedly: I have to work hard to wash these stockings when I get back, otherwise the stains won’t come out.

But… if I wash them too hard, will the scent belonging to Sefina on them completely disappear?

That wouldn’t do.

What would be the difference between stockings without Sefina’s scent and ordinary stockings?

Just as Ellaria’s thoughts were in a mess and she was walking with her head down, she suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye.

Not far ahead, a familiar figure was standing under a Magic Lamp at the intersection, seemingly looking at something as well.

Ellaria focused her gaze, and her heart stirred slightly.

That person was —