Perona's laughter came to an abrupt halt. She keenly sensed the crackling sparks between the two terrifying women and immediately whooshed behind Kumashi, only showing a pair of eyes to observe in secret.
Sumire was also stunned. She even forgot to struggle for a moment, and while Reze was suckling on her small face, she spoke.
"Ah... Makima, you're back?"
Normally, at such an awkward moment of being "caught in the act," Reze should have let go.
But she didn't.
Reze's green eyes slanted upward slightly. Through Sumire's messy hair, she locked eyes with the ringed eyes at the door. Not only did she not back down, but there was also an added hint of provocation.
In this deathly silent awkwardness, Reze deliberately tightened her arms around Sumire, and then, right in front of Makima, she pressed hard against the reddened cheek—
Slurp.
She sucked heavily several more times.
She didn't stop until Sumire's originally fair and tender cheek was sucked bright red, leaving a clear, wet mark.
Only then did she let out an extremely crisp and erotic "pop" sound and let go.
A glistening thread of saliva broke between the two, leaving Sumire's face covered in spit.
"Oh, isn't this Makima?"
Reze still held the red-faced, brain-stalled Sumire, her chin resting intimately on top of Sumire's head. Looking at Makima, the corner of her mouth curled into an arc that held little respect.
"Sorry, Sumire-chan and I were playing too intently, I didn't notice you."
Sumire felt the cold saliva on her face and looked at Makima at the door, whose aura was clearly beginning to drop in pressure... The temperature in the air seemed to drop to freezing point in that instant.
Makima didn't get angry because of Reze's provocative actions.
On the contrary, there wasn't even a ripple on her beautiful face.
Not a single ripple... she just used those golden ringed eyes to faintly sweep over Reze.
It was like a human looking at an ill-mannered wild dog barking over its food.
She took a step with her long legs, casually took off her black trench coat, and walked up to the two step by step.
Makima didn't look at Reze. Instead, she bent down slightly, her finger gently tilting up Sumire's small face that was wet with saliva. Her tone was so gentle it was hair-raising: "Master Sumire, I've only been gone for a few days, and you've made yourself so... dirty. You really are too careless."
She said the word "dirty" very lightly, but it was pointed.
Then, as if she had just discovered Reze's existence, she turned her head and gave her a cold glance.
"Reze-chan, basic hygiene habits and etiquette should still be maintained. Don't bring the bad habits you picked up in the Soviet Union into Master's home."
This one sentence directly and precisely stepped on a landmine.
Every word implied that Reze was an uneducated, outdated Slavic brute.
"Heh..."
Instead of letting go, Reze hugged Sumire's slender waist even tighter.
She raised her head, her turquoise eyes full of mockery, striking back without showing any weakness:
"Miss Makima is indeed more noble than a brute like me. As soon as you arrive, you're busy talking business and plotting schemes." Reze spoke while flippantly helping Sumire wipe the saliva off her face: "Unlike me, a country person who only knows how to cherish Sumire-chan."
"After all, back when Sumire-chan hadn't made her fortune yet, I was the one who accompanied her, huddling together for warmth on a moldy little bed."
At this point, the smile at the corner of Reze's mouth became even more malicious. She stared into Makima's emotionless eyes: "That feeling of depending on each other for life, with only each other to rely on... I'm afraid certain Agent ladies who only cut in line later won't be able to experience that in this lifetime, right?"
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