Chapter 30: Do I Have to Be a Maid Too? (III)

The bathroom was humid and warm, shrouded in steam.

But Yifu only felt a biting cold.

At this moment, her body was bound by chains of pink magical energy, completely naked, lying across Yilena’s lap like an overturned turtle, unable to move her limbs.

The girl’s crimson eyes were wide with terror.

“Bu…blood bag…” The girl was now completely panicked, her voice trembling. “W-what do you want?! Let me be clear, this body still belongs to that fool! You wouldn’t actually do anything, would you?!”

She writhed desperately on Yilena’s lap, kicking her little legs, still trying to threaten bravely.

But cold sweat had already formed on her forehead.

Yilena didn’t speak.

She just sat quietly on the edge of the bathtub, looking down at the “little vampire” who had been so arrogant just moments ago.

Then, she reached out.

That hand gently stroked Yifu’s back.

The warm, moist fingertips glided over smooth skin, following the curve of her spine downward…

Finally stopping somewhere.

Yifu froze completely.

“W-wait—!”

Her voice shot up, filled with obvious fear.

“What are you doing! I’ll scream! Wait—can’t we talk this over?! I surrender—!”

She was babbling incoherently, completely losing the arrogant demeanor she had.

At this moment, she looked like a poor little thing backed into a corner.

Yilena lowered her head, leaning close to her ear, warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

“Naughty children have no right to refuse punishment~”

Smack—!

A crisp sound echoed in the bathroom.

The air fell silent instantly.

Yifu stopped moving.

She lay there on Yilena’s lap, as if frozen by a spell.

At this moment, a clear red handprint marked the girl’s plump bottom.

A few seconds later.

“Waaaaah—!!!”

Yifu couldn’t hold back and burst into tears.

The girl’s cries were earth-shattering; tears fell like broken beads. She tried to close her mouth and bear the focused pain.

Having lived this long, even though she was just a consciousness that had recently awakened from the gate, this was the first time she felt pain.

No, it wasn’t just pain.

That burning pain surged through her along with shame, making her wish she could go back behind that gate and never come out.

“You… jerk! Big jerk!” she cried while cursing. “Pervert! Lolicon! Bullying bastard!”

Yilena was taken aback.

She looked down at her own hand. She had clearly intended to pull her strength when she struck, but when she actually hit, she somehow increased the force.

Listening to the little one crying on her lap, looking at that tear-streaked face, Yilena suddenly felt an indescribable pleasure.

…Wait.

This feeling seemed a bit off.

The girl was still crying, complaining about the injustice.

“Ugh… I’ve lived for so long… no one has ever hit me… you, you…”

Yilena smiled helplessly.

She waved her hand, and the pink magical energy gradually dissipated, the chains binding Yifu disappearing.

Then she reached out, pulled the still-sobbing Yifu into her arms, and gently ruffled her hair.

“There, there~” Her voice softened. “The naughty child has been punished. Can we talk properly now?”

Yifu sniffled and buried her face in Yilena’s chest.

She didn’t speak.

Yilena looked down at her fluffy little head and couldn’t help but laugh.

She’s such an adorable kid too.

“If you don’t talk…” Her fingers lightly traced Yifu’s back, sliding a bit lower. “I’ll have to do it again~♫”

Yifu trembled all over.

She jerked her head up, her crimson eyes still misty with tears, looking timidly at Yilena.

“D-don’t hit me…” Her voice was small and tearful. “I was wrong… I’ll apologize, okay…”

Yilena couldn’t help but continue patting her head, seeing her like this.

She tilted her head, her movements carrying a hint of allure. Her pink hair slipped from her shoulders, revealing her fair neck and delicate collarbones.

“Although it’s not the first time we’ve met~” Her voice was gentle. “But let’s introduce ourselves properly anyway.”

She reached out and lightly tapped her own chest.

“My name is Yilena, a beautiful girl like a blooming flower.”

She paused, a confident curve forming on her lips.

“And also a versatile witch lady~♫”

Yifu looked at the woman smiling like a fox and pouted.

‘…She’s a fool too.’

‘Just like her fool of a sister.’

“I’m Yifu,” she said quietly, adding, “I’m not like that fool, so don’t try to get handsy with me—”

“Mm-hmm~”

Yilena let out a dissatisfied hum.

Yifu shuddered.

She closed her eyes and blurted out in one breath.

“Just let me go! That person will be back tomorrow anyway! You only care about her, right! Just ask her then!”

Having said that, she squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the response.

Just then, a pair of hands gently cupped her face.

Yifu was startled.

She opened her eyes to meet that gentle pair of sky-blue eyes.

“But…”

Yilena’s voice was soft, yet carried an unyielding tone as she looked at the girl before her.

“You are also my child~”

She tilted her head, her smile soft as the spring breeze.

“I want to hear you introduce yourself directly~♫”

Yifu was stunned.

She felt her heartbeat inexplicably quicken.

Those crimson eyes uncontrollably darted to Yilena’s neck.

There, beneath the fair skin, the pulse of blood vessels was faintly visible.

“You want it?♫”

Yilena’s voice carried a tempting allure.

She reached out, gently brushing her pink hair aside, revealing her completely defenseless neck and shoulder.

That posture was like an invitation.

Yifu sucked back the drool spilling from the corner of her mouth.

She looked at that affectionate face, those gentle, accepting eyes without a trace of wariness.

She hesitated for a second.

Then she slowly moved forward.

“Mm-hmm~”

Yilena let out a muffled groan, her body going a little limp.

Warm blood flowed into Yifu’s mouth.

That delicious sensation washed over her tongue once again.

Just as sweet as before.

Just as intoxicating.

And just like last time—

It made her want more.

Yifu subconsciously bit deeper.

Yilena’s body trembled slightly, letting out a soft moan.

Yifu paused.

She realized she was biting too hard.

So she eased up.

But the frequency of drinking didn’t decrease at all.

A long while later.

She lifted her head.

She extended her small tongue and gently licked the two bite marks left behind.

Saliva seeped into the wounds, suppressing the flow of magical power and neutralizing any residual toxins.

Yilena’s eyes were a bit dazed.

Her cheeks were flushed with an abnormal redness, her mouth half-open, breathing slightly rapid, completely immersed in an indescribable pleasure.

Yifu looked at her state and snorted lightly.

Then she turned and left the bathroom, leaving the witch still lost in the afterglow behind.

***

In the room.

Yifu put on the pink nightgown and walked to the mirror.

The girl in the mirror looked exactly like her.

Deep blue hair, a slender figure, delicate features.

Only, those eyes were slowly closing.

That little fool was sleeping soundly right now.

Yifu reached out and gently touched the mirror’s surface.

A cold sensation came from her fingertips.

That “self” in the mirror was quietly asleep, as if trapped in an eternal dream.

A complex smile tugged at Yifu’s lips.

“You’re really lucky~” She said softly, her voice tinged with jealousy, envy, and a complexity she herself couldn’t articulate.

“Not only did you escape your own fate, you even gained the affection of someone so ridiculously wonderful…”

She paused, a flicker of light in her eyes.

“It really makes one jealous~”

With a light laugh, she touched her own face.

Those eyes held something that her sister didn’t have.

“She’s really a strange person…” She murmured, with a hint of confusion.

“For such a ridiculous reason, she treats us as her closest family…”

Just then—

Click.

The door suddenly opened.

Yifu whirled around.

Then she froze completely.

Yilena stood at the door.

Completely naked.

Her pink hair was wet and disheveled, water droplets dripping down the strands, across her smooth shoulders and neck, delicate collarbones, soft curves…

Her gaze was dazed, her face flushed abnormally, but her lips curled into an eager smile.

Yifu’s mind went blank.

No.

Logically, she should have dealt with that excitement in the bathroom and fainted in the tub.

Why—

“You… how—!”

Before she could finish, Yilena was already walking toward her.

She lunged forward.

“Don’t come near me—!”

Yifu instinctively stepped back.

Thud.

She fell onto the bed.

The next second, Yilena pounced.

Pink hair cascaded down, covering both their faces.

Yifu was pinned beneath her, stiff as a stone.

This scene…

It seemed like it had happened before not long ago?

Except that time, it was Yilena tackling the fool sister…

Yifu closed her eyes, not daring to move.

She felt Yilena shake her head, as if trying to clear it.

Then

She was pulled into a warm embrace.

Yilena pulled the blanket over them both.

“Mmm…”

A satisfied sigh and even breathing came from behind her.

She was asleep.

Yifu lay stiffly in her arms, feeling the warmth and heartbeat behind her, her mind blank.

After a very long time.

She finally dared to turn her head carefully and glance at the quiet sleeping face behind.

Long eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, a slightly curved mouth.

Like a child longing for family.

Yifu stared blankly.

Then she mumbled softly.

‘…Are they all fools?’

She buried her face in the pillow and closed her eyes.

For tonight, this would do.

***

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, casting a golden band across the bedding.

Yiruo stared at the ceiling in a daze, sorting through the chaotic memories in her mind.

After receiving the memories, Yiruo grumbled angrily.

“That damn little sister really did a number.”

Right now, Yilena was naked.

And their position was even more intimate than usual.

She turned her head.

She met the other’s quiet, defenseless sleeping face.

Then her gaze moved downward—

She saw the two fresh, clear bite marks on Yilena’s neck.

Different from the ones before.

These were from last night.

Yiruo: “…”

The pink octopus in her arms was still sleeping soundly.

There was even a satisfied smile on her lips.

Yiruo looked at her and was silent for a long time.

Finally—

She sighed in resignation.

Oh well.

Since it wasn’t me who did it, I’ll just enjoy it.

She closed her eyes and snuggled deeper into that warm embrace.

Sleep a bit more.

Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it when she wakes up.