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

Lilith simply doesn't consider herself human, but the Dawn Saintess in front of her, with her masterful tea ceremony skills, simply wants to treat herself like a dog.

At this moment, the naive Sword Saintess was completely unaware of someone's wicked intentions.

She did all this not because she was interested in Char, but simply because she wanted to break up loving couples and steal her best friend's sweetheart away to be her puppy.

Beneath Irene's clear smile lurked a hint of mischievousness.

How interesting!

Yes, that's really interesting.

Char gradually smiled.

In fact, he had the same idea.

A pure yet alluringly wicked saintess transformed into a dog would be quite a sight, wouldn't it?

The idea of ​​a "pure and warm-hearted guy" flirting with a "green tea bitch" is quite interesting.

But how can you successfully fight back against a seemingly innocent older woman?

Naturally, I would act even more naive and inexperienced to pique her interest.

Xia lowered his head, unable to suppress the happy smile on his face.

"Perhaps it's true that adversity reveals true friendship; that time we both truly understood each other's hearts."

After Xia finished speaking, he looked up at Sistine.

Their eyes met, each reflecting a happiness in the other's gaze.

They looked like a perfect couple.

Seeing how affectionate they were, Irene felt an even stronger urge to touch them.

It would be super interesting to break them up!

"Tell me more about it."

Irene rested her chin on her hands, leaning even closer to Char.

Her big eyes sparkled with curiosity, as if she was simply enjoying the idea of ​​shipping a couple.

However, because of their close proximity, the white silk stockings and jade-like legs were completely pressed against Xia's legs.

It even "unintentionally" dawdled a couple of times.

Char also accidentally pinched someone's mischievous white-stockinged little foot.

The soft, jade-like feet were so small that Xia Ya held them entirely in his hands.

The tea table blocked the view underneath, and everything seemed normal.

But Irene knew very well.

The moment her foot was grabbed, her elegant and composed demeanor crumbled.

Her smile froze instantly.

Char's face still wore a gentle smile, exuding elegance and affability.

She even raised her eyebrows slightly at Sistine.

Sistine's gaze passed over Char and landed on Irene's face.

There was some worry in her expression.

"Eileen, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Char also turned around and looked at Irene with the same concern.

Irene saw all of this and felt a surge of anger welling up inside her.

It seems that Char mistook his own feet for Sistine's feet?

The hand that was gripping her foot was still squeezing, and the strange sensation made even the Dawn Saintess, who usually enjoyed fooling others, feel a rare sense of shame and embarrassment.

For a moment, she couldn't even tell whether Xia did it intentionally or accidentally.

She could only shake her head and give the two of them a reassuring smile.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I haven't finished the task my supervisor assigned me."

"But entertaining you is more important right now. I'll do it later."

Xia Ya looked at Irene's face, which was forced to suppress her emotions and try to appear calm, and sneered inwardly.

Having all the information about you, I am clearly in a better position.

The tea party slowly came to a close in such a "harmonious" atmosphere.

Everyone looked happy.

Of course, apart from the Sword Saintess who was genuinely happy, the other two had their own thoughts.

Irene stood at the door, watching the two figures disappear into the distance.

The blonde woman in a white dress walked side by side with the tall, handsome young man, appearing somewhat petite and dependent.

However, Irene was looking at Char's back.

This meeting deepened her interest in Char.

The boy who could live in the goddess's back garden, be worshipped by all the girls in the school, and even make the usually aloof Sword Saintess fall in love, was also someone who made him suffer a little loss.

She is now very curious whether he is qualified to be the vessel for the Holy Grail.

Char and Sistine strolled hand in hand in the garden. Sensing the good mood of the person beside him, Char couldn't help but ask a question.

What are your thoughts on your best friend?

Sistine answered without hesitation.

"She's a very nice person, very popular at school, and very kind to me."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and added another sentence.

"Although she likes to tease people, she is actually a good person."

"Don't be fooled by what she just said about me; she was actually worried about me."

“She’s right. I’m actually quite withdrawn and don’t have many friends.”

"She is the only one."

"She was the only one who took the initiative to become friends with me."

Sistine spoke very seriously, looking into Char's eyes.

Would you like her?

For Sistine, once she trusts someone, she will trust them unconditionally.

Even though Irene exposed her shortcomings in front of her crush, she still thought her best friend was a good person.

Although Sistine appears aloof and cold on the outside, she is actually very sincere and passionate inside.

Very pure.

It is precisely because of this pure personality that she has achieved such success in kendo.

It was this purity that moved Char the most.

"I like anyone who is good to me."

Char smiled gently and reached out to ruffle Sistine's hair.

She just needs to stay like this.

Gentle, sincere, and warm.

Although he knew Irene's true colors, he did not expose her disguise in front of Sistine.

Let her live in this beauty forever.

You can do these bad things yourself.

All she needs to do is maintain this naivety.

Besides, even if he exposed her now, she wouldn't believe him.

After all, how many people can accept that their trusted friend of so long is actually a bad person with ill intentions?

Sistine blushed slightly and reached out to pull Char's hand off her head.

"I'm your senior, after all. Patting your head and stuff like that... isn't that a bit too informal?"

Char laughed out loud.

But Sistine didn't let go. Instead, she grabbed Char's hand and gently swung it forward.

The two walked on and soon reached a fork in the road.

Sistine stopped first, and although she was reluctant to leave, she still said goodbye to Char.

"Go back now, they're all waiting for you to come home."

However, Char did not let go of her clasped hands, but instead headed towards Sistine's house.