Chapter 59: Let’s Poop Together Sometime
Small hands traced Lena’s delicate eyebrows, outlining the shape of her full lips.
Ling Ling’s soft, stocking-clad legs rubbed against Lena, fueling the fire within, yet the little fox girl remained oblivious, playing with fire, enjoying herself.
As the dying embers threatened to reignite, Lena almost grabbed the teasing tail and pounced.
White stockings increased attack speed, black stockings increased critical hit damage, so what did white-stockinged fox girl lolita increase?
“Finished your homework? Memorized the magic theory? How dare you relax when you haven’t learned anything?” Lena raised an eyebrow, feigning anger.
“Waaah… I’m sorry, Miss…”
Ling Ling hid behind Angel, her expression dejected.
She hated making Miss angry. Anger meant no cuddles, and Miss was scary when she was angry…
“Why are you scolding her?!”
Angel stepped forward protectively. “I saw that Ling Ling was tired from studying, so I told her to take a break, that’s why she came to you for cuddles. And you just dismissed all her hard work!”
With that, Angel tossed her pink hair, turned around, and patted Ling Ling’s head. “Don’t play with the devil, let’s go.”
Lena: “…”
Their relationship had become so close that Lena felt like an outsider, and why did it feel like a strict father and a doting mother?
Like a sulking wife taking her beloved daughter back to her parents’ home…
She was unhappy.
Especially with Angel’s attitude, what was she playing at? She was asking for it.
Lena wouldn’t apologize easily. The word “mistake” didn’t exist in her dictionary, only pages filled with “kill” and “ravage.”
Who would lower their head and apologize when they could solve things with violence and seduction?
“Are you having supper? I asked Mary to make a lot of berry pies, with extra berry jam. They’ll be ready soon.”
Lena’s languid voice drifted towards the departing duo.
Although not an apology, it was still a form of compensation.
And upon hearing about supper, Ling Ling, despite being pulled along by Angel, couldn’t help but stop.
She didn’t actually mind Lena’s scolding. Or rather, in her mind, everything Lena did was for her own good, so as long as there was a sliver of an opportunity to reconcile, Ling Ling would immediately transform back into a devoted fox.
“Ling Ling wants to eat with Miss.”
The little fox girl walked back, planting a quick kiss on Lena’s lips as an apology.
So close, almost hitting the bullseye, it looked like the little fox girl had taken the initiative, her tail wagging excitedly…
Ling Ling said softly, “From now on, Ling Ling will study harder and become the best maid for Miss, and never slack off again.”
“Good to know. Sit tight and wait, you can work hard after dinner.” Lena scratched Ling Ling’s chin, her eyes gentle.
A few words were all it took to appease the devoted fox; Lena’s manipulation skills were top-notch.
Even though Angel was reluctant, she could only sulk silently.
“Your authoritarian education is a complete failure,” she said.
“Don’t you think it’s a success?” Lena looked back at her, smiling. “With you helping me educate Ling Ling, and me disciplining her, a balanced approach, I believe she’ll grow up well.”
“…I… I don’t have that kind of ability.” Hearing the teasing tone in Lena’s voice, Angel stammered, her face flushing.
She stood up and paced around like a headless fly.
“Hey, where are you going? The snacks are almost ready.” Lena called out to her, winking seductively, her voice even gentler than before. “It’s still raining heavily, stay and keep me company tonight, okay?”
Okay?
She actually used “okay,” the devil actually asking for something.
“No way!”
Angel shouted, her cheeks puffed out.
Lena: “…”
Why was she being so stubborn? Was Angel always this petty?
It seemed so, but not to this extent.
In Lena’s impression, Angel was still that clingy, pure little idol, but the contrast between her on-screen persona, her real-life personality, and her behavior in bed was so stark that Lena couldn’t adapt.
It seemed Angel only acted this way towards her…
Oh, the little idol’s skin was itching, she needed a good lesson!
…
Lena, Lena, Lena, Lena, Lena!!
Would she die if she stopped for a day?!
Angel sat on the toilet, sulking, not actually needing to use it.
“I helped you, not to become your plaything… it’s just that you looked so helpless, I couldn’t help but want to help you.”
Angel muttered to herself, not noticing another figure approaching.
“H-hello.”
“Eek!”
Angel flailed, almost falling off the toilet.
Mines helped her up with her stocking-clad left hand, her wrist slender yet strong. “Careful, I just mopped the floor, it’s slippery.”
Her voice was as light as a feather, making Angel instinctively search for its owner.
Who could possess such a beautiful voice?
“Thank you.” Angel steadied herself against the sink, then noticing the maid uniform and patterned stockings, she couldn’t help but ask, “Are you a maid of the Falmouth family? You’re so pretty!!”
Truly beautiful.
People in Almeria rarely had black hair, making Mines’s hair color unique and perfectly matching Angel’s rebellious spirit and yearning for freedom.
A kindred spirit!!
Angel’s eyes lit up.
As an independent idol, she had an uncanny ability to spot potential talents in a crowd, like falling in love at first sight in a sea of faces!
“Become a school idol with me! You’ll be famous! You’ll definitely be a huge star!”
Angel’s excitement was uncontainable. “Can you sing? Can you dance? I can teach you! Within a year, we’ll be the empire’s hottest new idol group!”
Her impassioned speech interrupted Mines’s intention to ask for directions.
Mines waited patiently for Angel to finish, then thoughtfully offered her a glass of water. “I’m flattered that you would notice someone insignificant like me, but I’m already Master’s personal bodyguard, my body and soul belong to her. I’m so sorry…”
“Oh, you don’t have to apologize!”
Angel waved her hands apologetically. “I’m the one who should apologize, wasting your time, I’m so sorry!”
“No, it’s my fault.”
“Mine, mine!”
A trivial matter was blown out of proportion, like accidentally stepping on someone’s foot in an elevator. You never knew if their “no problem” actually meant “you’re welcome,” and they never knew if your “sorry” meant “thank you.”
They continued apologizing, each taking responsibility for the non-existent mistake.
Until…
“What’s all the commotion? Do you need to apologize for taking a shit?”
Lena squeezed between them, putting an arm around each of them. The two girls fell silent, blushing as they looked at her.
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