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

Then, she sensed Char's feelings.

Under the desk, Char's actions became increasingly sincere.

Char also turned to look at Violet, a gentle and sincere smile on his face.

"We're good friends, right?"

The princess's heart was racing at that moment.

Like beating a drum.

Violet clearly heard Char's voice, yet it seemed to come from a distant horizon.

I felt as if I was drowning in a secluded space.

She nodded haphazardly, unable to recall anything that happened afterward.

She was still in a daze when she collapsed limply at the table.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, my body was still trembling slightly.

His breathing was sometimes light, sometimes heavy, as if it might stop at any moment.

Violet was truly exhausted.

The classroom was silent, with only the sound of cicadas filtering through the curtains, which seemed long and tranquil.

It wasn't until much later, when her breathing gradually calmed down, that Violet, who had been slumped over the table, finally came to her senses.

With reason returning, she finally realized what was happening.

Looking down at the pair of beautiful legs in black stockings under the desk, she sighed inwardly, "I can't wear stockings again!"

In addition, cleaning is also required.

Looking at the messy classroom, Violet felt somewhat embarrassed.

As reason returned, and she recalled her earlier actions, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Unbelievable, she actually did those things!

Fortunately, all the effort was worthwhile.

At least she got the result she wanted.

Distillation technology!

With this, the kingdom's urgent crisis will surely be solved, right?

A smile couldn't help but appear on her face.

Even while cleaning, I felt a sense of joy.

Suddenly, Xia's words and actions from just now came to mind.

It's not just about the distillation technique; there's also a special wine made exclusively for the Silvermoon Kingdom.

She was well aware of its value.

There's also the sincerity that Char Aznable expresses when he speaks, a sincerity unknown to outsiders.

A jolt of electricity shot through Violet's back.

The throbbing sensation from before seemed to linger within me.

She couldn't help but bring her beautiful legs together, her cheeks flushed again, and her heart raced as if a little deer was throbbing inside.

Is he trying to please me?

Does he actually care about me?

I felt a mix of joy, sweetness, and excitement.

I want to run three laps around the campus, and I also want to bury myself in the sand like an ostrich.

A feeling of both shyness and joy, sweet and delightful.

This was the first time Violet had ever experienced the stirrings of first love.

The proud princess did not understand what this feeling represented at this moment.

She just felt that some kind of shackles inside her were breaking down.

It was as if you could hear the cracking and shattering sounds.

Immediately, she became somewhat irritable again.

The identity of a princess is not only an affirmation of one's status, but also a constraint on one's behavior.

She was a little annoyed.

How could I do something so shameless?!

My mood fluctuated wildly in a short period of time.

One moment it soars into the sky, the next it seems to plummet to the ground.

The experience was like a roller coaster, somewhat complex yet novel.

While Violet was feeling frustrated, Char was washing his hands.

Amidst the rushing water, Xia leaned over the sink, oblivious to the sound of footsteps.

Until he looked up and saw his reflection in the mirror.

He turned around and was blocked by a tall, fit older woman.

With healthy, wheat-colored skin and a handsome, somewhat heroic face, he remained expressionless, his eyes fixed directly into Xia's.

Her tall figure and impressive breasts create a strong sense of pressure.

She approached step by step, and the sense of oppression grew stronger.

The Princess Knights are attacking!

Xia raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Senior, you can't just barge into the men's restroom."

The playful voices seemed to be teasing between friends.

However, the visitor was not friendly!

Afu's expression at this moment certainly didn't seem like that of a friend.

She stared directly into Char's eyes, where a storm seemed to be brewing.

Just as Char was about to speak again, the older sister pushed him into a cubicle.

The stall door closed, and the entire process from entering the toilet stall to stepping into the stall was seamless, taking only a few seconds.

The sound of the door closing with a "thud" was drowned out by a "thud," and Xia didn't hear it.

Before he could even react, he felt a soft hand with rough fingertips grab his hand, and then the surrounding light dimmed.

Behind me was the wall of the cubicle, and in front of me was the soft, delicate body of the older sister.

When I looked up, I met a pair of gloomy eyes.

Today, the female knight was unexpectedly strong.

At this moment, Afu changed her style and was no longer the gentle and dignified woman she used to be.

Instead, it possesses a chilling and fierce aura.

It doesn't matter where or when.

Her gaze was fixed on Xia Ya, as if a monstrous storm was about to erupt at any moment.

Like a hunter on a hunting ground.

With his hands braced against the wall, he trapped Char in the cramped space.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he stared intently into Xia's eyes.

The emotions in my heart are growing wildly.

As a true veteran driver, even if Afu didn't notice anything at first, she wasn't completely oblivious.

At least, how could she not have noticed Violet's clumsy attempt to conceal her abnormality, and her obviously unusual demeanor?

Aphrodite has been by Violet's side since she was very young, protecting her.

From a cute and innocent little girl to a graceful, noble, and elegant princess.

Her laughter and melancholy were always under Afu's watchful eye.

He even entered the Seven Shields Academy a year early so that he could better protect her.

In Aphrodite's heart, Violet was a little sister whom she had to protect.

We cannot allow her to make any mistakes or have any accidents.

It is her duty to protect His Highness.

But that genuine desire to protect comes from the very soul.

She hoped that Violet would always be happy and joyful.