They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

Her fair, almost translucent skin added a touch of sickly beauty to her movements.

Her nose touched Xia's nose, her eyes looking at the boy's handsome face, and a feeling of excitement welled up inside her.

But her hand was gesturing in front of Xia's neck.

It's as if you're using your hand as a knife, searching for the best angle to strike.

It felt as if the boy in front of him would die on the spot in the next second.

Xiaoya suddenly smiled.

The hand landed on Xia's chest, and the little head burrowed even deeper into Xia's embrace.

In his ears, there was nothing but the steady, powerful heartbeat of the young man.

The silver-haired beauty nestled gently in Xia's arms, a warmth she couldn't help but cherish.

Unconsciously, Xiaoya, who had taken control of her body, once again faced the invisible veil.

Some people are still dreaming, while others have already boldly put their dreams into action.

early morning.

The cheerful chirping of birds outside the window was blocked by the magic circle, and the room was completely quiet.

Long opened her eyes on the bed.

The morning light was still faint, but it was enough for her to see the furnishings in the room.

My body felt warm and soft, with a unique sense of comfort.

Very pleasant.

Wait! This feeling...

In an instant, Long recalled the dream she had last night.

In my dream, Char was so gentle and considerate, and he promised never to leave me.

But she did...that kind of thing to him.

If it were just an unconscious dream, she might not be in so much pain.

But clearly last night's dream was woven by her own illusion mirror!

Even though no one was around, she felt a little guilty, and her timid and hesitant demeanor was filled with shame and indignation.

How could she do such a thing?!

Char is my good friend, and what I did was tantamount to a betrayal of my friend in spirit!

He considered me a friend, and I actually...

Oboro felt ashamed.

She sat up in bed, covered her face, and hid herself in the sand dunes like an ostrich.

Hugging his knees, he silently repented.

I really shouldn't have done that.

Although Xia Ya didn't know it, she couldn't get over it in her own mind.

It shouldn't have turned out this way.

She wanted to atone for her sins.

Otherwise, she would always feel ashamed.

Even if Char doesn't know, she is never one to let problems exist.

Since a deviation occurred and a mistake was made, the corresponding price should be paid.

five minutes later.

Oboro had finished washing up and was dressed in a maid outfit, holding a basin of water and a towel, standing in front of Xia's door.

She took a deep breath and prepared to knock on the door.

Xia Ya kindly took her in and gave her a job, so she should live up to the work uniform she was wearing.

Therefore, serving one's master is a very normal thing.

Most importantly, repent and atone for the offensive dream you had last night.

"Knock knock knock."

The rhythmic knocking, neither too loud nor too soft, was just enough to wake the person inside without being too noisy.

Long rubbed her face and pulled out the smile she had just practiced in front of the mirror for four minutes.

Maids should have a maid's work attitude: serious and focused.

However, the smile on her face froze the next second.

Something seems off.

She couldn't help but press her ear against the door, straining to listen.

But this time she heard nothing.

It was as if I had just been hallucinating.

Just two seconds ago, after she knocked on the door, she thought she heard... a girl's soft moans coming from inside?

But why is there a girl in Char's room?!

Did I mishear?

How can this be?

This is absolutely impossible!

I must have misheard.

Long's face was stiff and serious, and he was on high alert.

Yes, I must have misheard.

It must be from overdrinking that caused the hallucinations.

Long took a deep breath, a bad premonition lingering in his heart, a heavy and oppressive feeling in his chest.

"Master, I'm coming in~!"

Long raised his voice.

After saying that, he held his breath and suddenly pushed open the door.

The scene before him left Long frozen in place.

I can hardly believe my eyes.

A spacious room, a large bed.

There were two people lying on it at that moment.

Snow-white skin, long elf ears.

Her long hair, reaching down to her ankles, covered half of the bed.

Her slender, fair arms blocked her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly, and her small mouth pouted, as if she was quite annoyed at being woken up.

He was muttering something to himself.

And she was pressing down on someone...

Their intimate gestures instantly plunged Oboro's heart into despair.

His entire body turned into a gray-white sculpture.

Was the sound I just heard real?

There really is a girl in Char's room!

The two of them are still in such a...

The socially awkward princess, still repenting for tainting the pure friendship between the two, was utterly humiliated!

Nia was awakened by the sound of the door being pushed open. She opened her eyes slightly, seemingly not quite used to the light.

Only after she saw who was standing at the door did she lazily greet them.

Good morning, little kitten who can do somersaults.

She climbed off Xia, stretched out her arms, and yawned.

Her long, golden hair fell smoothly down, obscuring the spring morning light.

She was barely wearing any clothes, her proud figure on full display.

Looking at the deep ravine and treacherous cliffs, Long's heart trembled with fear.

The flat princess was once again covered in veil.

Long fainted from crying in the corner.

I knew there was a big difference, but I didn't expect it to be this big!