“I-Idrila-sama, I am the messenger sent by the Holy See…”
The trembling messenger lowered his head and respectfully handed over the envelope with both hands, failing to notice the slight blush on Hailey’s face.
This wasn’t surprising, as anyone would feel extremely embarrassed being clung to by a fidgety person—especially since—
“The person is already gone, can you come down now…”
Perhaps hearing the name of the Holy See, Idrila had suddenly clung to her like a koala, her head drooping onto Hailey’s shoulder.
Hailey awkwardly opened the door while carrying this “human ornament.”
Luckily, the messenger didn’t pay attention, or simply didn’t dare to look.
“No, I don’t want to move.”
Good heavens, my little ancestor, it’s actually a bit taxing to carry you.
I wonder what that damn Holy See did to her again…
After grumbling a few curses at the Holy See, Hailey ultimately couldn’t find the heart to push her off.
She was just too soft-hearted.
There was no helping it; she had to be grateful to her savior.
“Heehee, Hailey is the best. Where is today’s goodnight kiss?”
“Hailey is so good to me, she surely won’t refuse this tiny, insignificant request of mine, right?”
“Sometimes I really want to say you’re pushing your luck… You, you, you, you rascal!”
Hailey wanted to refuse, but then Idrila turned and lightly pecked her on the cheek.
Taking the initiative, she caught Hailey completely off guard.
Idrila leaned against Hailey’s shoulder, her arms around Hailey’s neck, and nuzzled her affectionately.
Hailey now only wanted to quickly carry this increasingly over-the-top girl back to the room and toss her onto the bed to be left alone…
“Alright, now stay here properly, I need to—hey, hey, hey!”
After dealing with those damn Holy See guys all day, her clothes were a bit dirty from the scuffles; she needed to take a shower quickly.
Though she said that, she couldn’t actually throw her out like an Angry Bird.
Hailey carefully placed her back on the bed.
She finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then Hailey’s neck was suddenly pulled down onto the bed by the hands still hanging onto her.
Idrila looked at her mischievously.
Hailey’s entire head was buried in a soft, warm place; despite trying to move, it was to no avail.
“Let go… I need to shower. Look, you’re covered in sweat too…”
“Am I being a bit of a pervert?”
“Why does she always have a faint floral scent? “
My brain is really starting to go bad…
Idrila lightly hooked Hailey’s cheek with her finger and poked it unhappily.
“I don’t want to. Every time Hailey showers, she stays in the bathroom for over half an hour and I can’t see her. Unless… you take me with you?”
Hailey felt a bit guilty hearing this.
After all, who could refuse a relaxing hot bath in the middle of winter?
It was simply impossible to refuse.
Even in her past life when she only had a shower, she loved standing under it letting the steam surround her, as if it could wash away all fatigue…
In the end, Idrila’s stubbornness made Hailey yield for the sake of a wonderful hot bath.
“Then I’ll prepare the clothes first, and it’ll be your turn after I’m done…”
“Carry me over.”
Seeing Hailey soften, Idrila squeezed her face contentedly and skillfully opened her arms.
Hailey turned her face away in embarrassment and picked her up.
The manor’s bathroom was arranged like a hot spring room.
Besides the classic large pool, there was also a dedicated shower area.
Previously, their arrangement was usually that after Idrila had “had her fill,” she would wait for Hailey to recover before slowly entering the bathroom.
Now, Hailey was sitting several paces away from Idrila, staring blankly with her back to the mirror.
“Hailey, I’ve finished changing.”
“Fine, come over yourself… Tsk, stand still.”
Damn, she forgot that Idrila couldn’t see; she still had to carry her to the shower area.
“But wouldn’t that mean seeing everything?”
With her eyes half-closed, she carefully reached out, only to be suddenly pulled into the changing area by a hand.
When she opened her eyes, it was a sea of snow-white.
“Hailey, you’re so bad.”
Idrila looked at Hailey with a mischievous grin.
Upon opening her eyes, Hailey’s face immediately turned bright red and she covered her eyes with her hands, but the other party had no intention of letting her off.
“Bad children must be properly punished…”
“Stop, stop, stop, I can do it myself, don’t touch me—”
Who knows how long passed, but in the end, a shy and angry Hailey, red as a tomato, soaked her entire body in the hot spring, unwilling to face anyone.
Idrila couldn’t see clearly, so she could only sit obediently in the pool, blowing small bubbles and occasionally reaching out to poke Hailey.
“Seriously, after being teased like that and now being in the hot spring, she felt herself getting hotter and hotter—all thanks to her…”
Feeling the resentful gaze from behind, Idrila felt a bit of a chill.
“Hailey, I was wrong, okay? Talk to me.”
“Do you know what you did wrong—don’t touch me there, it tickles! Pwahahaha!”
Caught in a ticklish spot, Hailey couldn’t help but burst into laughter, her whole body feeling weak and numb as if electrified.
This girl never intended to apologize from the start!
Seemingly tired of playing, or perhaps showing mercy, Idrila just sat slowly by Hailey’s side in the soak.
However, Hailey, feeling the touch of their skin pressed together, had already turned her head away to keep herself from fainting from the heat.
Bathing with a girl—just thinking about it made her heart race; she didn’t dare get close…
“Hailey, do you think I was a bit willful tonight?”
Since returning, she had been using her blindness as an excuse to boss Hailey around and cling to her.
And sometimes she would push things further, especially when those Holy See people came…
“I hate those guys from the Holy See. Nothing good ever happens when they come. I don’t want to see them.”
Idrila instinctively wanted to lean toward the person beside her, but then felt a bit hesitant to get up.
“Since Hailey remained silent, did she hate her?”
“Don’t think too much. Those Holy See guys are so annoying that anyone would want to punch them, let alone you.”
Idrila’s story—from dry bread to a lonely room—meant that the Holy See, sacred to others, was a cage to her.
“If you don’t like something, just put it out of your mind.”
Hearing her words, Idrila’s dejected expression gradually cleared, and her leaning movement became more relaxed.
Hailey had her eyes closed when suddenly a soft body leaned against her and hugged her gently.
“Hailey, hug me. I like you so much…”
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