"Um... I can explain." In the darkness, Melanie stared with her large eyes and whispered.
Letitia lay beside her, with a gap of at least several dozen centimeters between them. If it weren't for the fact that Melanie's bed was only so big, she probably would have scooted even further away.
There was no helping it; the things just uncovered from Melanie's computer really couldn't make Letitia feel at ease. This Melanie, who looked so clean and innocent on the surface, was actually such a filthy person. Truly, you can't judge a book by its cover.
"Don't explain, I don't want to hear it. I only know that you have ulterior motives toward me." Letitia turned over, not wanting to talk to the person beside her who was full of thoughts on how to conquer her.
Although they were currently sleeping in the same bed, their hearts were separated, and the distance between them wasn't exactly close.
"I just wanted to know how I could make your attitude toward me not so bad." Melanie said weakly.
So, more than half of your browsing history is about how to make a petite girlfriend feel comfortable?!
Let's not even mention the 'petite' part; Letitia admitted she was a bit short, but was their relationship really... progressing that quickly?
This Melanie was actually looking up bedroom combat techniques. What did she want to do?
Could it be that she really wanted to 'get on the bus before buying the ticket'?
"I feel like I'm pretty good, so why aren't you willing to accept me?"
"Besides this face and this body, what else is 'good' about you?" Letitia laughed coldly. "Your EQ that's lower than the mantle? Or that brain of yours filled with yellow waste?"
"Aren't those two things enough?" Melanie scooted toward Letitia and gently turned Letitia's body back with her hand. "I'm very pretty."
Letitia almost spat out a mouthful of blood from Melanie's words. Yes, you are pretty—you're the most invincible, beautiful person in the world—but hearing you say you're pretty just sounds so wrong.
"I've never seen a jerk as shameless as you."
"Aren't you seeing one now?" Melanie gritted her teeth. She had gone to such lengths to trick Letitia into bed; if she didn't make a move, wouldn't it be a huge loss?
Therefore, without waiting for Letitia's consent, she opened her arms and pulled Letitia into her embrace.
So be it if she was shameless; she was just that kind of shameless girl.
Moreover, Melanie believed that Letitia wouldn't do anything drastic. Deep down, this girl didn't actually resist intimate contact with a beautiful girl like her.
Even if on the surface, Letitia kept insisting that there was absolutely no possibility for her and Melanie, and that she would never be seduced by Melanie's beauty, was that really the case in reality?
Letitia was clearly already used to Melanie's existence, used to this white-haired girl dropping by from time to time, and also used to the occasional physical contact with her.
The girl did not resent Melanie's closeness.
Yes, she did not resent it.
Take right now for example: although Letitia was struggling, the force was unexpectedly small, making Melanie feel as if Letitia was 'playing hard to get'.
"I just want to hold you. Don't worry, without your permission, I won't do anything else." Melanie whispered very, very softly against Letitia's ear, promising.
You still want to do other things?!
I haven't even done those kinds of things myself, okay!
The quite pure-hearted Miss Letitia roared in the depths of her heart. Although she knew what those things were and had even seen related content on some strange little websites, she had truly never done them in practice.
There was no helping it; she had to maintain her image. She couldn't possibly do it when Luna was home...
As the master, she had to maintain a dignified image in front of her maid.
"I feel like I'm at a huge loss this time." Letitia slowly calmed down. In all fairness, the feeling of being held by Melanie was quite nice.
Warmth, along with the faint, unique scent of a young girl, lingered at the tip of her nose, causing Letitia to feel a sense of peace.
If things continued like this, perhaps one day, she really would become addicted to this warm embrace.
"Then will you hold me while we sleep tomorrow?"
"Wouldn't that still be you profiting?" If Melanie could just shut her mouth, Letitia felt her mood would be much better. "Stop talking, let's sleep."
"You're not going to resist a little?" Melanie expressed surprise at Letitia's docility; she had thought Letitia would resist for much longer.
Unexpectedly, it ended after just a symbolic twist or two in her arms.
How to put it; this left Melanie feeling a bit unsatisfied.
A dead tsundere who isn't being quite so tsundere always gives people a sense of disparity.
It seemed that after lying in bed, Letitia's 'tsun' wasn't as obvious. Was the condition of lying in bed the key to whether Letitia was a tsundere or not?
Melanie's thoughts gradually began to wander, and by the time she came back to her senses, the girl beside her had already closed her eyes.
Letitia had been very sleepy these past few days, and in Melanie's embrace, the time it took for her to fall asleep became even shorter.
Looking at the docile girl lying in her arms, the corners of Melanie's mouth curled up slightly. This was quite nice, wasn't it?
"Good night, sweet dreams."
And what Melanie didn't know was that Letitia had not entered dreamland as she had imagined. On the contrary, her consciousness had entered a gray, misty space.
"Strange, where is this?" Looking down at her semi-transparent body, Letitia was somewhat confused.
Was she dreaming? Or was she ambushed by someone?
"I apologize for pulling you here without your consent. If you don't mind, please come to me, and I will answer your questions." In the dim space, a voice that sounded warming upon hearing it echoed. A beam of pale purple light appeared in the distance, seemingly guiding the way forward for Letitia.