Yes, Lady Funina!

Despite some twists and turns, the two managed to get into bed together.

After Richard got into bed, Funina, clutching her pillow, moved around and sat in a spot relatively far away from him.

It was almost touching the edge of the bed; if it turned over, it would probably end up on the floor.

Seeing Funina hovering on the edge of falling, Richard asked, both amused and exasperated, "Is your leg still numb?"

"No!" Funina answered without hesitation.

Don't ask, the answer is numbness.

"Let me massage you a bit to improve blood circulation, that way you'll recover faster. After all, it's getting late, you should go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow," Richard said.

"You, you shouldn't move around. There's no reason to press your leg when it's numb," Funina said warily. She had experienced numbness in her legs before, and she knew all too well that pressing on a numb leg could feel like an orgasm.

The tingling and numb sensation was simply beyond what most people could endure.

"What does Frynn intend to do?" Richard asked.

"Well, let's leave it at that for now, what else can we do?" Funina said with a dazed look in her eyes. "If you feel sleepy, you can go to sleep first. Once my leg is better, I can walk by myself."

Fu Ningna thought that as long as Richard fell asleep, she could quietly take a short nap and then slip away during the day before Richard woke up, which would be reasonable, right?

"Why go through all that trouble? Just press on your legs and it'll be fine. This is a family recipe that I guarantee will work. It's a cure for all kinds of leg numbness, and it'll get rid of numbness instantly."

Then you absolutely cannot be allowed to press the button. If you do, she will have no reason to stay any longer.

“My technique is quite good; it’s not uncommon for the person being massaged to fall asleep while I’m doing it,” Richard hinted.

Funina understood Richard's implication, and tightened her grip on the pillow, holding it tightly against her chest.

After a series of internal struggles, Funina finally gave in and obediently placed her delicate feet in Richard's hands.

Consider it payment for the bed, Funina thought with her eyes closed.

However, after a while, she didn't feel her little feet being played with at will, and they were simply pressed against Richard's body in an ordinary way.

Funina quietly opened her eyes, found Richard looking at her, and quickly closed them again.

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore, Lady Funina. You can sleep soundly tonight."

Chapter 153 Saliva & The First Formal Meeting with the [Servant] (8K)

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the window onto the pristine white sheets. The slightly glaring sunlight fell on Funina's exquisite face, and the shifting light made her eyelashes flutter uncomfortably.

"Hmm~" The girl murmured in her sleep, seemingly disturbed by the bright sunlight. Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, but she didn't open her eyes. Instead, she turned her face to the side and buried her face in the cushion in front of her.

'This pillow smells so good...' Funina thought to herself in a daze.

Wait, where did she get a cushion?

She doesn't have the habit of sleeping with a pillow in her arms. Even if she wakes up with something in her arms, it's probably a blanket that's been rolled up into a ball.

But judging from the feel of the blanket she's holding, it's clearly not a crumpled blanket, since blankets aren't usually this firm.

Fu Ningna subconsciously opened her eyes, and what she saw was a slightly wrinkled nightgown, with a small patch of it that was a darker color than the rest, as if it was wet.

Looking further up, you see the neckline of the pajamas, the neck, the Adam's apple...

"It looks like a person?" This was the reaction that Fu Ningna's somewhat drowsy brain gave her.

Wait, this is a person!

Fu Ningna was startled at first, her ahoge (cowlick) standing on end. How could there be someone next to her when she woke up?!

Oh, you slept with Richard last night? That's alright.

Fulina remembered that she probably couldn't sleep alone last night, so she made up a lame excuse to go find Richard, and finally, after paying for the bed, she was able to sleep with him...

But the problem now is... how am I supposed to sleep while hugging Richard?

Furnessa vaguely remembered that last night, her and Richard's positions on the bed were like this:

Fu|Huang|Li

Ning|·|

Na|Pillow|Observation

However, when I woke up, I found myself in the following situation:

Hug | Fuli

·|Ning--

Pillow | Nacha

Not only did she cling to Richard like an octopus, using both her hands and feet, but she also seemed to be drooling while sleeping, as if she were drooling on his chest.

Is this really me?

Funina doesn't remember ever drooling in her sleep either.

She looked at Richard's pajamas with a bit of helplessness, at the spot where the water stain was noticeably darker than the rest of the fabric. If others found out, they would laugh at her to death.

How old are you? You still drool in your sleep, and it even gets on other people.

Funina suddenly wants a God's Eye. If she had a fire-attribute God's Eye, she should be able to destroy the evidence of this crime very quickly.

If all else fails, a water-attribute Divine Eye will do; it can remove the water element attached to your clothes. At the very least, you can just throw a water bubble at them; once you're completely soaked, you won't care about the water anymore…

Is there no way to quickly shake off this drool stain?

Funina started to think, and soon she remembered a little bit of knowledge she had seen in a book. The factors that affect liquid evaporation are roughly divided into three categories: temperature, the size of the liquid surface area, and the speed of air flow above the liquid surface.

Regarding the size of the liquid surface area, Funina didn't have a good solution yet, but she did come up with a brilliant idea regarding temperature and the airflow speed above the liquid surface.

Funina glanced cautiously at Richard, who was still fast asleep with his eyes closed, then brought her cheek close to his chest, puffed out her cheeks, and blew air out as slowly as possible.

"Whoosh...whoosh..." Funina tried her best to blow, her face turning red from holding her breath.

"Furina, what are you doing?"

"Hoo...cough cough cough!" Fu Ningna couldn't blow a breath up and instead choked on her own saliva.

What to do? Richard's saliva was still wet on his chest, but he had already woken up.

In her panic, Funina quickly reached out and pressed her hand against Richard's chest, to the wet spot where she had drooled, her almond-shaped eyes staring nervously at Richard as she said, "N-nothing."

Richard lay flat on the bed, turned his head to look at Furina sitting next to him, and then looked down at her hand pressed against his chest.

I have a feeling... this guy is performing CPR on himself?

And do you even believe what you're saying?

Richard didn't speak, but it seemed like he said a lot.

Fu Ningna's face, which had been slightly flushed from blowing, turned red from the rush of blood to her head. Her fair neck also turned visibly red, especially her earlobes, which were as red as ripe apples. Her translucent earlobes were like red agate, making one want to reach out and play with them.

“That hand…” Richard said, “If you keep holding me like that, I can’t get out of bed.”

"What hand?" Funina looked away; she knew nothing about it.

"The area you pressed is a little wet."

"Sweaty hands, sweaty hands!"

So you'd rather admit you have sweaty hands than admit you drool in your sleep?

“Furina, actually… I woke up once before you did,” Richard said, carefully choosing his words.

Furninna: !!!

"When I woke up, I had already dried my pajamas with elemental power, so it's fine. It's just that you're pressing on them like this, making it difficult for me to operate..."

"You you you... I I I..." Fu Ningna's eyes welled up with tears, and she became somewhat agitated and incoherent.

In the end, all her words were put into action. She removed her hand from Richard's body, then silently turned around, got off the bed barefoot, and strode out of Richard's room at three times the speed.

Ah, they ran away.

Back in her room, Funina didn't go to bed; she had slept enough, and the dark circles under her eyes had almost disappeared.

She sat in front of the dressing table, silently looking at her flushed face in the mirror. Then, thinking about what had just happened, her pearly toes gripped the ground tightly, and she covered her cheeks with her hands. Through the gaps between her fingers, one could see the girl's pupils trembling violently.

Ah…! (Groundhog scream – Fryna version)

After a period of meaningless, silent venting, Funina gradually returned to normal. Although a little redness remained on her cheeks, she was no longer as embarrassed as she had been at the beginning.

I want to die.

Fulina entered a state of utter despair. She couldn't understand how she could have ended up hugging Richard like a koala just by taking a nap, and even leaving her own mark on him.

I never used to drool when I slept alone.

Not only does it not drool, but it also has a very good sleeping posture, always behaving properly and never kicking off the covers or anything like that.

But when it came to Richard, she felt like a completely different person, and Funina seriously suspected that someone had possessed her.

Fucarus, that's you, right? It must be you, right? Right? Right?!

Funina tried to shift the blame, but her reflection in the mirror didn't react at all.

If you don't speak, it means you agree.

You water god Fucarus, how dare you control my body to do such a thing! It's outrageous! Never again!

After some mental preparation, Funina finally overcame her embarrassment, and seeing the time, she knew she couldn't afford to remain awkward any longer.

Today is not the weekend, and both Richard and I have to go downstairs to work. Although it's just a matter of going up and down the stairs, we must hurry downstairs while there are still few people in Mo Mang Palace.

If others were to see me going downstairs with Richard, it would be impossible to explain anything.

Thinking of this, Funina quickly took off her pajamas, changed into a dress, picked out a top hat that looked pleasing to the eye, twirled around, and put it on her head.

Because of her exceptionally good natural features, with fair, delicate, and flawless skin, Funina doesn't need to spend much time on makeup. In fact, applying powder would actually diminish Funina's natural beauty.

Therefore, what Fulina had to do every day before going out was to choose the right outfit for the day, as well as some miscellaneous accessories.

If I'm in a good mood, I might put on some lipstick or lip balm...

Fu Ningna touched the corner of her lips, and inevitably, the image of herself drooling in her sleep appeared in her mind again. Although she hadn't seen such a scene, the brain is amazing; even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it can fill in the blanks in your mind.

No, I can't think about it anymore. Funina gently patted her cheeks, forcing herself to forget the embarrassment she felt when she woke up that morning, and adjusted her expression in front of the mirror, trying her best to look calm.

There's a saying that goes, "As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed."

Funina walked out of the room expressionlessly and saw Richard, who had changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa. Richard simply turned around and smiled at Funina, and Funina immediately lost her composure.

Unable to maintain her aloof demeanor any longer, Funina knew her face must be incredibly red again.

"Go, let's go."

"Aren't you going to eat breakfast?"

"Let's eat in the cafeteria."

If they delay any longer, it will be time for the start of work at Mo Mang Palace. If people see the two of them coming downstairs together, tomorrow's front page of Fontaine will be filled with headlines like "Shocking! Water Goddess Funina actually sexually harassed her own secretary-general in the workplace" or "Secretary-General spends the night in the goddess's bed, just to seek a promotion."

Fortunately, such a thing did not happen. Richard and Funina went downstairs smoothly and did not encounter anyone along the way. After all, it was not yet the morning rush hour, and there were not many people coming and going in the Mo Mang Palace.

After having a simple breakfast with Funina, Richard prepared to leave Moman Palace temporarily and go to the Hearth House in the suburbs to have a good talk with his servant, Arecino, about the cause and effect of the attack.

However, before Richard could even go to find the servant, the servant's messenger came to his door in person.

"A diplomatic meeting? An executive officer from the Winter Kingdom?" Funina was puzzled by the diplomatic letter in front of her.

Richard, seeing that Funina had received a diplomatic request from the [Servant], raised an eyebrow. He hadn't even gone to see her yet, and she had come to him on her own.

It was right after I got back...

"Richard, do you think I should go?" Funina asked. She usually wouldn't accept an invitation for such an impromptu meeting outside of her schedule.

However, the other party's identity was quite special—an envoy from the Kingdom of Winter, which involved diplomacy between the two countries. Funinna had to take it seriously, so she wanted to hear Richard's opinion.

Richard had no idea what Arecino was planning to do. After hearing Funina ask for his opinion, he thought for a moment and replied, "Although Fontaine and Winter have always had good diplomatic relations, it is only on the surface. We don't have much interaction with them."

"Therefore, I personally think that without figuring out why the other party wants to hold this meeting, we can postpone this matter for now..."

Funina thought Richard made a lot of sense, but after thinking about it for a moment, Funina finally decided that she still had to go to the tea party, since it was the first time in recent years that Winter had taken the initiative to make such a request for a private conversation.

If they don't go, it will inevitably affect relations between the two countries.

What? Fontaine and Winter's relationship is just so-so.

In that case, we should definitely go, right? It's always good to build a good relationship, isn't it?