Seeing that Ainola was still alive, Anderson, in a sense, actually breathed a sigh of relief.
He really hadn’t wanted to kill Ainola.
Besides, the antidote was still in Ainola’s hands.
With Ainola’s strength, she should have easily dodged. He just never expected that Ainola would deliberately charge into the blade.
The girl pierced through the throat had already vanished, leaving only a puddle of water on the floor.
‘Water Clone, huh?’
Anderson had heard of this spell from the Eastern Kingdom, but he had no idea where Ainola learned it.
Amid his thoughts, Anderson walked to the window and looked out. Unfortunately, Ainola had already disappeared without a trace.
“Where did that jerk hide now?”
Anderson scratched his head in irritation, then let out a helpless sigh.
“Runs faster than a rabbit.”
***
On the other side, Ainola of course hadn’t run out of the Temple Knights.
At that moment, she was hiding behind the curtains in Anderson’s room, observing his situation through the gap.
“He actually didn’t chase after me.”
Ainola had originally thought Anderson would doggedly pursue her. But he just stood by the window, looking out, and gave up after a short while.
“I think that’s perfectly normal.”
Spark appeared behind Ainola and said.
“Your move just now was way too shocking. Any normal person would need a moment to recover.”
Spark knew very well that Anderson’s expression just now had shown genuine panic.
“I was actually holding back, okay?”
Ainola said proudly, hands on her hips.
“If I had wanted to, I could have left right then. Anderson would have been freaking out.”
Indeed, just as Ainola said, if she hadn’t spoken, Anderson might have gone into a depressive state on the spot.
After mulling it over, Spark could only force out a single sentence.
“Ainola, I feel like you’re going to mess up sooner or later.”
Playing with others’ emotions for fun—that’s too scummy.
“Anderson seems to have some good feelings toward you. Aren’t you afraid that if you keep this up, he’ll catch you and turn you into a Cream Puff?”
“Ah, people always gotta live in the moment. Besides, I don’t think Anderson can catch me.”
Ainola was very confident in her abilities. As long as nothing unexpected happened, it would be too difficult for Anderson to catch her.
Even if he had the help of the White Wizard, that would at most allow him to track her whereabouts.
“But I still have to remind you: no one is stupid. What you just said to Anderson is basically the same as revealing yourself. He’s bound to suspect your identity in the future.”
“I never planned to hide forever.”
Ainola said with a mocking smile, calculating.
“Once I get the Eye of Wite, I’ll blow up in his face directly. So for now, using the identity of Eleanor, I’ll heap some feelings onto him and toss him a few little perks. If he falls for this identity, then when I eventually blow up, I can’t even imagine how spectacular the fireworks will be.”
Having heard Ainola’s plan, Spark helplessly spread her hands and silently felt sympathy for Anderson in her heart.
Of all the people to get tangled up with, he got tangled up with a scummy woman like Ainola. He’s really in for bad luck.
“Then when Anderson touched your front armor earlier, why were you so angry?”
Spark asked in confusion.
“Now you’re saying you’ll give him perks—isn’t that still seduction?”
“Not the same, not the same.”
Ainola shook her index finger with a smile.
“Seduction was for stealing the Eye of Wite from the Shrine. But what am I doing now? For fun. So this doesn’t count as seduction. Not at all.”
After saying that, Ainola didn’t forget to add.
“As for what happened earlier, I don’t care about it anymore. Do you really think I’m some innocent girl with thin skin who steams up at a touch? I’m an assassin. I have to use every condition I can exploit. Even these accidents are no exception.”
Compared to those vipers hiding in the shadows to ambush others, Ainola preferred to use acting to confuse her prey.
Disguise was her greatest trump card; strength was secondary.
“True. With your build, whether you disguise as a man or a woman, there’s no inconsistency.”
“Spark…”
Facing the impudent sprite, Ainola picked up a pot and said with a grin.
“I’ve been a bit tight on food lately. You look like you’re suffering from heatstroke too. How about…”
“I didn’t say anything.”
Spark wisely covered her mouth.
“Hmph~ I’m not even eighteen yet,” Ainola snorted coquettishly.
“I’ll still develop in the future, you know.”
Having been a girl for seventeen years, Ainola still had a little dream about her figure.
Just as no man in her past life liked being told he was small, now Ainola didn’t like hearing anyone say she was small.
But the maddening thing was, no matter how much she rubbed, massaged, ate papayas, or drank milk, that pathetic ironing board just didn’t grow even a little.
At best, it was a slightly raised little hill. Add in her short stature, only a lolicon could be into that.
“Based on my understanding of your lineage, it’s not realistic.”
Spark shook her head and continued.
“Let’s get back to the point. You’ve got a stench of corpse on you right now. I suggest you wash up quickly, or when Anderson comes back, you really won’t be able to explain it.”
“I know.”
Ainola could of course smell the rotting odor on herself. It must have been the smell she picked up when she went to the assassin’s rest room.
After all, she had crouched down to check the person’s breath at that time. Being so close, she was bound to pick up some of the smell.
“If I go out with this smell, it’ll easily arouse suspicion. So instead…”
Ainola thought for a moment, then looked toward the bathroom in Anderson’s room and said.
“I’ll borrow this one.”
“What about your clothes? These clothes have a strong smell too. You can’t just walk around naked, can you?”
After bathing, she could quickly dry her body, but after washing clothes, it would take at least half a day to dry them.
To that, Ainola naturally had her own solution.
“What’s so hard about that?”
Ainola pointed to Anderson’s bed and said with a smile.
“Put on Anderson’s clothes, lie down on the bed, pull up the covers—who would know? I can also get a nice sleep. Isn’t that great?”
“Fine. Then you’d better pray Anderson doesn’t come back, or else you’ll die in ways beyond your imagination.”
“What’s there to fear? Can he turn me into a Cream Puff? He can’t. Doesn’t have the ability, you know?”
Spark looked speechlessly at the supremely confident Ainola.
But the girl didn’t care about that. After stripping off all her clothes, she ran into the bathroom on her bare little feet.
Spark helplessly spread her hands where she stood, looking like she couldn’t do anything about her.
When Ainola finished washing and walked out of the bedroom, she was still completely naked. Her little feet, white as jade, were wearing Anderson’s shoes that didn’t fit her at all.
She kicked off the slippers, rummaged a loose short-sleeved shirt from the wardrobe, slipped it on, then crawled into Anderson’s bed and fell fast asleep.
They say girls have some sense of shame, but unfortunately, as a not-so-pure-bred girl, Ainola’s sense of shame…
Existed, but was limited.