T-together…sleep…together?!
Veil froze in place at first.
Then…her neck began to turn red, the flush creeping all the way up to her cheeks.
“Y-you…what are you even saying! I-I’m leaving!!”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Veil spun around to flee!
But…
Snap!
Her wrist was grabbed in the very next second—by Ilea.
“Mmm…I don’t recall ever giving you permission to refuse me~”
The girl’s airy voice drifted from behind, sending a chill straight down the little goddess’s back.
Ugh!
This girl’s way too overbearing…forcing someone to stay the night…
“Alright then…I’ll give you one more chance to rephrase that answer.”
Whoosh…
The next instant, Veil felt the hand gripping her wrist gently release.
Looking back, she saw Ilea already sitting on the edge of the bed, tilting her head, those crimson eyes smiling intently at her.
“I…I…”
Veil wanted to sternly refuse, to protect her own pure and dignified image as a goddess.
But…the moment she met those red eyes, flashes of all the things this girl had forced on her before crowded into her mind…
The more that happened, the more muddled her thoughts became.
Fss~
Her head felt like boiling water, wisps of white steam drifting up.
“Heh, come sit.”
Seeing Veil’s inner struggle, Ilea suppressed the urge to just push her down onto the bed, and instead simply patted the spot beside her.
Sure, forcing her to yield was effective—something Ilea quite enjoyed.
But every now and then, it was good to show a little gentleness.
If you kept a pet under constant pressure, even they would develop a rebellious streak.
As expected, this simple request didn’t give Veil much time to hesitate.
She obediently sat down next to Ilea.
“Hey~ Veil, aren’t you all torn up right now, not sure exactly what our relationship is?”
The young lady lightly swung her legs, and for the first time asked Veil in a tone more like a friend than a mistress.
“Eh? Aren’t we…just mistress and maid…?”
The little goddess answered blankly.
“Heh~ true. But…maybe we’re also each other’s support~”
Ilea slowly looked up, gazing at the ceiling.
“After all, only we know each other’s true identities. In this strange new world, we’re probably the only familiar faces to one another, right?”
(Though it was only one meeting…and not exactly friendly…Ilea added in her heart.)
Hearing Ilea speak so gently and openly, Veil first felt flattered—then realized the girl’s words made quite a bit of sense.
“That’s true…we…maybe…could be…each other’s…each other’s support…?”
Wait…why did that sound weirder the more she said it?
Eh?
What was she just saying…who needed…who needed to rely on this girl?
“So you see~”
Ilea slowly leaned closer to Veil, her crimson eyes sparkling with an almost bewitching light.
“We have to cherish each other…okay?”
The girl’s moist breath fell softly against Veil’s neck and shoulders.
It…tickled a bit.
“Huff…huff…”
For some reason, Veil felt her own breathing growing rougher.
“Don’t you…agree?”
“Ah?! Uh…mm, we…should cherish…each other…”
“So~ since we’re already that close, and you’ve sworn to serve me to the end of my life…Isn’t just sleeping together… nothing at all?”
Ilea’s low, husky voice sounded like a devil’s seductive whisper.
It transformed into twisted runes that crawled from Veil’s collar and sleeves, slithering all over her body, finally slipping into her mind and leaving their mark.
Yeah…it’s just sleeping together…
I already swore to serve her, anyway…it’s…not a big deal, right?
“Looks like…you’ve figured it out~”
Seeing the goddess’s eyes grow hazy and unfocused, Ilea’s lips once again curled into a wicked smile.
“Now…let’s go pick out some nightclothes~”
The young lady took her maid’s delicate hand, and together they rose…
And walked into the dressing room.
“Here~ try this one~”
“Ugh…there…”
“Hehe, I knew white would look best on you~ now try this…”
“Eh?! Isn’t…isn’t this a bit too daring…?”
“It’s just us girls here, what are you afraid of~” “…text…”
“Pfft~ Veil, you’re…so tiny…”
“Y-you!! Y-yours isn’t even…(A)”
“Mm…well let’s see…”
Rustle rustle…
“Mm!?”
“Heave-ho~ Eh, it looks like mine is just a bit bigger~”
“Mm!!”
It’s actually…bigger than mine…
Why!
Clearly before…damn it!!
“I-I’m still growing, okay! Once I recover, I’ll definitely…definitely crush yours !”
“I’m only 13~ still developing too, you know~ I know you’re in a hurry~ but don’t be so hasty ‘w’~”
Ugh ugh ugh!!
This girl really is a villain!
A wicked woman!
It’s just…just a tiny bit bigger than mine, right?
Acting all smug…
I’ll flatten your little buns with one punch!!
Creak~
Body fragrance.
Ten minutes later, the two of them came out of the changing room.
Compared to before they went in, the atmosphere…had eased quite a bit.
Phew…one in black, one in white, left and right, they burrowed into the warm bed.
Sniff sniff…a faint, fresh scent reached Viel’s nose.
It was only then that the goddess realized — this wasn’t any kind of fragrance…it was the scent of the girl beside her.
And Ilea casually…pulled the curtains shut.
Whoosh…the white gauze canopy enclosed the bed, shutting out the outside world.
Huff…
The first to make a move, of course, was the young lady…she rolled onto her side and pulled the slightly stiff goddess straight into her arms.
“Mmyaa?!”
“What? Is little Viel shy?”
“Y-you…don’t call me little!!”
“Pfft~”
So this…is the pride of a goddess?
Around them…it gradually quieted down.
So quiet, only the sound of their breathing…and their heartbeats could be heard.
Being held like this, Viel suddenly felt…something other than just embarrassment…
It was a strange feeling, warm, kind of like…when Little Black nudges her hand with his head and shows her his belly…
But somehow a little different…
“Feeling…a bit better now?”
Ilea suddenly asked.
“Huh?”
Viel responded instinctively.
“I mean…ever since we met, you’ve seemed so scared, so uneasy…Is it a bit better now?”
“Mm…whose fault do you think that is…ah…”
Viel’s small mouth pouted, her head turning slightly away, refusing to meet this wicked woman’s eyes.
“But…right now, it does feel…” and her body, almost subconsciously, leaned a little closer to Ilea.
“…a lot better.”
Viel felt very warm right now.
She even…didn’t dislike this feeling.
But…
At that moment, Ilea, who was smiling gently, had two thoughts waging war inside her heart.
Ahh…
I want to bite her neck so badly!
I want to see her cry!
I want to wrap my hands around her throat…squeeze tight…watch her panic, unable to breathe…
See her in pain, make her…beg me for mercy through tears…
Hehe…hehehe…
As these thoughts ran through her mind, Ilea’s hand wrapped around Viel’s body…and slowly…
No!!
No, no, no…
I can’t…
If I do that now, all the groundwork I laid will be meaningless!
Suppress it…
I have to suppress these cruel impulses…
Since I decided to be more gentlemanly today, I must hold back!
Hold back…
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