Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

"Huh?" Why did he suddenly make such an ambiguous request?

"My stomach hurts." There was a hint of pain in her voice.

"..."

Okay, I guess I was overthinking it. But my stomach hurts. Could it be from eating something bad?

The next second, Satella ruled out that possibility. After all, Emilia had just gone to the toilet, and vegetable porridge was unlikely to cause stomach upset.

Could it be that……

Menstrual cramps?

Satella uttered the somewhat unfamiliar word, and seeing Emilia blush even more but remain silent, Satella knew she had guessed correctly.

It was probably because she was injured and then it happened to be her period.

In anime, do goddesses like Emilia experience bowel movements or menstrual cramps?

Definitely not.

However, this has now actually happened, reminding Satella that the scene before her is not a dream, but a real reality.

"Then I'll go make you some brown sugar water, shall I?"

Regarding menstrual cramps, Satella did know a little bit of common sense about dealing with them, which she had learned from reading novels. This shows that reading novels isn't entirely useless; sometimes you can learn all sorts of random things.

"—"

However, his hand was tightly held by another hand that was the same size as his.

Her delicate, rosy lips parted slightly, but she didn't utter a single word, looking as if she wanted to speak but was too shy to.

Whether it was the grip that held her tightly and showed no intention of letting go, or the pitiful look in her eyes like that of an abandoned puppy, Satella understood what Emilia wanted to say at that moment.

"……ok, I get it."

So Satella had no choice but to sit down, spread her palms out in front of her, breathe on them a few times, then rub them together vigorously to warm them up. Then she reached under the covers with one hand, lifted Emilia's thin, light pink nightgown, and gently stroked Emilia's lower abdomen.

"Um……"

It was as if the warmth was being transmitted to her heart, spreading through her sister's palm to her lower abdomen. Emilia hummed comfortably, her lips slightly parted, her tongue trembling gently, her eyelashes fluttering, her head tilted back, emitting a captivating melody—the soft moan of a young girl.

So comfortable.

Although my lower abdomen still hurts a little, it's not the kind of pain that's unbearable.

What to say.

It's like being gently held in someone's palm and then kneaded lightly and gently. The feeling is not painful, but very tight, so tight that you unconsciously want to scratch it, but you can't reach the most scratchy spot.

"elder sister……"

Feeling this way, Emilia felt her whole body go limp, her eyes softened, and she gripped Satella's other hand with all her might, uttering a sentence from the bottom of her heart, completely following her emotions:

"I want to stay with Lia forever."

……

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……

I don't know how much time has passed...

Actually, it wasn't long before Emilia fell into a deep sleep, probably only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Satella kept her hand on her lower abdomen.

On the other side of the bed, Kanna's two short legs were tucked in, her small body curled up in a ball, her thumb in her mouth, fast asleep.

The one tightly gripping her own hand was Emilia, dressed in a light pink nightgown, exuding an air of domesticity.

Lying sweetly asleep beside the bed is tiny Kanna.

Satella suddenly had a strange feeling.

Although there was no mirror, Satella knew that her expression must be very warm.

It was at this time that...

"Knock knock knock—"

There was a slight knock on the door.

Satella turned her head and saw a blue-haired maid holding a tray standing in the doorway.

"Lady Satella—"

"Shh-"

Satella put her index finger to her lips, interrupting Rem's voice, and pointed to Emilia, who was already asleep.

Rem immediately nodded understandingly.

"I'm sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing."

Walking over, Satella glanced at the still steaming vegetable porridge and said apologetically, "It must be quite a hassle to prepare a bowl of vegetable porridge so late at night."

"It's alright, it's a maid's duty." Rem shook her head to indicate that it was fine.

“Hmm… I wouldn’t say something like maids and masters are equal.” Satella smiled and said, “But respect is equal, so it’s only right that I apologize for making you waste your time.”

"Then I will accept Lady Satella's apology with great pride."

Neither affectionate nor averse, just the indifference one would show to a stranger, Rem nodded slightly, walked a short distance down the corridor, then suddenly turned back and said:

"Lady Satella, the midnight snack is ready." Then she added, "If you can't make it because you have to take care of Lady Emilia, that shouldn't be a problem."

"Rem".

As Rem walked away, Satella asked, "What would you do if someone tried to disrupt your daily life?"

"Then this person is Rem's enemy."

“Is that so…” Satella lowered her eyes. “What a pity.”

After Rem's figure completely disappeared down the corridor, Satella returned to her bedroom. With a gentle flick of her wrists, her black dress slipped to the floor, revealing her fair, delicate, and flawless skin.

Then he opened the package he had brought with him, took out the thick, black bandages, and wrapped them completely around his body.

Her snow-white skin was covered in black, and the power that followed made Satella exhale deeply.

Back at the bedside, perhaps sensing Satella's departure, Emilia's beautiful face furrowed again.

—After all, it suffered such severe injuries. Even if the wounds were healed by magic, the damage to the door and the internal organs cannot be easily cured.

...Satella's hands glowed faintly, and she placed them on Emilia's forehead.

A light blue halo rippled slowly, enveloping Emilia's entire body. When the light completely disappeared, Emilia's tightly furrowed brows relaxed completely.

Having finished all that, Satella was about to get up and leave when she looked up and met a pair of innocent, bright blue eyes.

"Is Sasha going to battle?" Kanna rubbed her eyes cutely, then opened her arms to Satella, wanting a hug.

"Well……"

"Amy was injured, and Kanna was also very angry. Kanna wanted to fight alongside Sasha."

"But it involves killing people, and you might even get hurt."

"Don't be afraid, Kanna is strong!" Such words from a cute little body weren't very convincing, but the conviction conveyed in her words was absolutely unyielding: "Kanna will protect Sasha!"

“…Alright, then Kanna, you can keep me company.”

Satella pulled Kanna's small body into her arms and carried her towards the door, their shadows growing longer under the streetlights: "Come with me to kill someone."

Author's Note:

PS1. Thanks to Zhaixingtianxia, ​​Chen Ke, Lexington Prototype Ship, Chifeng, Loli Wants to Control Loli, Damon, Dafangzhuan183, and Caihuilanfu for their donations and razor blades.

P.S. 2. Recommending a book. Shiori-kun doesn't want to cause trouble; this is my senior, a respected author. Brief introduction:

The boy living as "Itsuka Shido" is actually a girl.

Whether it's being transmigrated and reborn, or gaining memories of other worlds.

It's not a big deal that the spiritual power in the koto wasn't sealed.

It's not surprising that Tohka dragged me out on a date out of nowhere.

It's normal to get shot by a paper-folding master after a date.

Wait, there's an Academy City in this world?

In truth, Shiori only wanted to live the life of a useless person.

Why force her to cause trouble?

Chapter 47 Midnight Snack

night.

Late-night snack time.

It wasn't the spacious, almost empty restaurant on the ground floor, but rather the observation deck on the top floor, where Satella sat leaning against a luxurious wicker chair.

The table in front of her was laden with exquisite late-night snacks, but Satella, who had eaten a hearty meal during the day, simply smiled as she watched Kanna wolf down her food without touching her chopsticks. In her hand, she held a wine glass, the warm red wine shimmering with a beautiful hue under the moonlight.

A gentle breeze blows in, and as your gaze extends outwards, through the vast forest, you can see twinkling lights like stars dotting the night sky.

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That must be Alam Village in Roswaal's territory, right? In the original story, it suffered countless misfortunes and was caught in the crossfire.

Now that the story has changed, Subaru Natsuki has become the squire of the swordsman Reinhard, and is said to be diligently practicing his swordsmanship every day, so he probably won't be coming here anymore.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, there wouldn't be as many incidents happening at Roswaal's mansion, and Alam Village wouldn't be caught in the crossfire anymore.

—That's how it should have been.

Satella brought the wine glass to her lips, parted her rosy lips slightly, and took a small sip of red wine.

"It seems that Lady Satella is quite satisfied with the night view from my house."