Chapter 37 : Why Are You Here?

Lanafit never imagined, not even in her dreams—

That after descending to the Lower Realm and traveling for nearly half a year, she would run into someone who absolutely shouldn’t be here.

Roseithe Elodé, the 34th Witch.

She was not only Lanafit’s rather irresponsible mentor during her time as a witch, but also the infamous Witch of Lust, feared and avoided by all on the Sky Archipelago.

Her body was now completely restrained.

Her trusty staff was out of reach.

Even her hands, which she needed to cast magic, were pinned by the other woman’s arms.

At this moment, there was no hope of escape.

“Ah~! Finally, I’ve fulfilled the 137th dream of my life—feeling the wonder of little Lanafit’s body with my own hands. Tsk, tsk, tsk.”

Feeling her flat chest being shamelessly groped, Lanafit flushed crimson from the strange sensations and began struggling more intensely.

“R-Roseithe?! What are you doing here?! Let me go!!”

Although Lanafit used all her strength, the gap in power was clear.

With her hands restrained and unable to cast magic, her resistance was nothing more than foreplay in Roseithe’s eyes—an added spice to fuel her interest.

“Hehehe, don’t worry, Lanafit dear.

Even though you’re a bit flat here, I’m a lover of all shapes and sizes.

Whether they’re big or small, I’ll love them all the same~.

So don’t feel inferior, okay~?”

“Who the hell is feeling inferior?! Let go of me now or I’ll freeze you into an ice sculpture and roast you over a fire!”

You could tell from her voice that Lanafit was close to losing it.

Though she usually didn’t care about those so-called “useless lumps,” claiming to feel lighter and freer without them, something about Roseithe’s teasing lit a fire inside her.

It’s often said that when a person is angry and backed into a corner, they can tap into unbelievable strength.

Although witches technically weren’t human, maybe the rule still applied.

“Hehehe, give up already, Lanafit dear.

I’ve waited so long for this moment.

I had hoped our first time would be on that special bed of mine, one filled with cherished memories…

But hey, doing it here has a unique charm too.

Don’t worry, I’ll take full responsibility~”.

In Roseithe’s mind, she was already picturing the aftermath: Lanafit, defeated and accepting her, the two of them living shamelessly together in her cozy little villa.

Unfortunately for her, fantasies remain fantasies.

Lanafit suddenly bent her knees—

And in the next instant, Roseithe felt herself being hurled into the air with violent momentum.

Her rational mind screamed at her to let go, or she’d suffer a painful landing.

But this was Roseithe—the most devoted servant of her own desire.

She didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

She held on tightly to Lanafit’s delicate body, right up to the moment when Lanafit flipped midair and slammed her down into the bathwater beneath them.

She didn’t even loosen her fingers.

“You’ve had—enough already!!!”

SPLASH—!!

A massive spray of water exploded into the air, rocking the entire bath like a stormy sea.

Not long after the two figures disappeared beneath the surface, a head emerged from the water.

It was Lanafit.

She gasped for breath, panting heavily.

Her long, previously-tied hair had been soaked and loosened by the splash, now clinging to her face and body like silken threads.

“Haah… haah… What a pain…”

After several long breaths, she finally muttered those three words.

Then, from below the surface, a shadow stirred—

Another figure rose to the surface, though unlike Lanafit, who emerged headfirst, Roseithe’s whole body floated upward in a limp sprawl.

Given the way her eyes were rolling and water was spilling from her mouth, she clearly took quite the hit.

Lanafit gave her a cold glance, then looked away.

After all, both of them were now completely naked.

With Roseithe’s stunning looks and voluptuous body, even one more glance might make Lanafit overheat.

And since there was nothing down there that could catch fire, her body could only burn up in frustration.

Especially recalling how Roseithe had clung to her from behind earlier, her soft curves pressing tightly against her back—

Lanafit’s nose went hot just thinking about it.

Thankfully, she didn’t have a nosebleed.

Even after breaking free from Roseithe’s hold, Lanafit didn’t run.

Instead, she grabbed two bath towels—one for herself, and one she tossed to Roseithe, still floating like a drowned cat.

“How did you even get down here to the Lower Realm? And how did you find me?”

Roseithe wouldn’t have come all this way just to cop a feel.

If that were the case, the First Witch definitely wouldn’t have allowed her to pass.

As soon as she spoke, the supposedly “half-dead” Roseithe instantly resurrected, standing up straight in the bath—

And immediately tossed the towel aside, boldly revealing everything to Lanafit.

“I’m begging you… just put some clothes on.”

Lanafit turned away again.

It was way too much stimulation to handle.

Of course, maybe that was also because she’d been a pure-hearted virgin for over 20 years.

There was no way she could compete with someone as shameless as Roseithe.

But what Lanafit didn’t expect was that upon seeing her flustered reaction, Roseithe only got more excited.

“Oh my~? Is little Lanafit so enchanted by my body she can’t even look? That’s okay! We’re going to be even closer from now on—you can look as much as you want!”

Her teasing was blatantly obvious, dripping with innuendo.

Then, Lanafit’s expression suddenly turned cold— In her palm, a delicate ice rose bloomed.

“I think you’d look much better as an ice sculpture. Want to try it?”

“Uh…” Roseithe twitched at the sight of the seemingly harmless little rose and ended up giving a sheepish smile.

“I-I was just joking! Hahaha…”

She picked up the discarded bath towel, wrung it dry, and wrapped it around herself.

Then, with elegant ease, she squeezed the water from her wine-red hair and twisted it into a simple bun.

The whole sequence was graceful, truly pleasing to the eye.

Too bad she was a pervert.

Only after Roseithe somewhat covered her extravagant figure did Lanafit dare to look her in the eye again.

And yet, Roseithe still struck a few seductive poses— Until Lanafit’s furious glare finally stopped her.

“Why are you here?”

Lanafit cut straight to the main question.

“Because I missed you, of course!” Roseithe whined. “We haven’t seen each other in months, and you never even came back to visit your big sister! You have no idea how lonely I’ve been…”

“Oh, I see. Bye then.”

Without sparing a glance at Roseithe’s tearful puppy eyes, Lanafit turned and prepared to leave.

“Hey hey hey! Wait, Lanafit dear! That was only part of the reason—I haven’t even explained the real reason yet!”

Roseithe quickly darted in front of her, blocking her path.

But Lanafit only said calmly:

“Spit it out.”

Lanafit knew very well how to handle Roseithe.

The trick was never to show weakness or be too nice.

The moment you let your guard down or give her a friendly face, she’d climb all over you.

Unless she got smacked down, she’d never behave.

Now that she was finally being somewhat serious, Roseithe confessed her real reason for coming.

“…Well, uh, actually, it’s because Anthera and I were a little worried about you.

So we decided I should come down and check on you.”

“That’s it?”

Lanafit looked genuinely surprised, like she didn’t believe it.

“That’s it!” Roseithe nodded. “You haven’t come back even once in months. Anthera and I started wondering if something happened to you.”

Her words left Lanafit feeling a little guilty.

Originally, her travel plan included returning to the Sky Archipelago every two or three months.

But now it had been nearly six months, and she hadn’t gone back even once.

There was a reason.

Lanafit was afraid—afraid that if Anthera found out she had received the will of a Demon God but hadn’t acted on it, she’d try to persuade her to carry it out.

And then, Lanafit would be stuck between duty and resistance.

So in the end… she just avoided going back altogether.

But…She glanced at Roseithe, still smiling goofily, and couldn’t help thinking to herself:

“Oh Anthera, what were you thinking sending her of all people? Anyone would’ve been better. Even Seharei would’ve been more reliable!”

At least if Seharei had come, she’d just give Lanafit a cold shoulder at worst.

But Roseithe?

With her, Lanafit’s chastity was in serious danger.

Still, despite all the inner grumbling, when Roseithe said that she and Anthera had been worried about her…

Lanafit’s heart quietly warmed.

They had only known each other for about a month—far less than her time traveling alone— Yet these two remembered her, cared about her.

In this world where she had no family or blood ties, that meant something.

It gave her a small, unexpected sense of belonging.

And unexpectedly running into someone from her past like this—

Even if she didn’t want to admit it, deep down, Lanafit was a little happy.

Just a little.

Just a tiny bit.

That thought softened the strict tone she had planned to use.

“I see… Thanks, Roseithe. And please thank Anthera too. I’m doing fine. I’ll probably head back to the Sky Archipelago soon to visit you both.”

But like Lanafit said earlier—you give Roseithe an inch, and she’ll take a mile.

The moment she saw Lanafit’s slightly emotional expression, she instantly rubbed her hands together with a sleazy grin.

“Lanafit~ If you really want to thank me, words aren’t enough, you know?

How about showing a little… practical appreciation tonight?”

The next second, Roseithe’s mouth was stuffed full of ice cubes by Lanafit.

As she watched Roseithe’s face twist from the cold, Lanafit reaffirmed her conclusion:

“Yup. All my gratitude is for Anthera. As for this woman—absolutely not.”