Piers, snapping back to his senses, immediately withdrew his hand.
“What are you doing?!” “Didn’t you, big brother, want me to massage your legs…?” “I told you to massage my legs—what kind of person do you take me for?” “R-right, I’m sorry, I misunderstood…” “Hehe, I’ve only just woken up—what’s this~ Our dear Lord Piers, you’ve even brought a little girl back to your room?
Isn’t this the very same little girl from the snow earlier?
And you’ve gone and made her face turn all red, too~” Guizhong, on Piers’s back, had suddenly woken up at this moment, covering her mouth with her sleeve, wearing the look of someone settling in to enjoy the show.
“Ahem…
well, you head back first.
I still have some documents to deal with.” Little Katayena, flushed bright red, was already in a muddle.
When Piers told her to go back first, she nodded and ran straight out, nearly colliding with someone on her way through the door.
“Hey!
Can you watch where you’re going?
You almost ran into me.” “Sorry, sorry.” After apologizing, she didn’t linger and turned to run off.
“What’s going on, running off in such a hurry?” Sandrone, standing in the doorway, watched little Katayena’s fleeing figure with some puzzlement, then turned her head to look at Piers seated at the writing desk.
“Who…
who knows?
Maybe she had some urgent matter.” “Oh.” Sandrone nodded and simply believed it outright.
“By the way, Lord Marionette, what brings you here?
Is there something else you need to instruct me on?” “Nothing much.
It’s just that Columbina has commandeered my bed for her afternoon nap, and she’ll probably still be sprawled there into the night, so tonight I’m sleeping over at your place.” She stood with her arms folded, her voice a little weak, and she seemed to be clutching something in her hand.
“No way—it’s only just noon, and Lady Damselette won’t necessarily stay until nighttime.
Besides, don’t you usually just wake the Damselette up and shoo her out, Lord Marionette?” “Why do you care so much?
Either way, today I’m sleeping at your place—whether you agree or not, you’ll agree.” Sandrone’s attitude suddenly turned very forceful.
This Kitty—so she’s a Harbinger, fine.
Treating her subordinates like beasts of burden, fine.
But now she even wants to commandeer the workhorse’s bed?
Black-hearted capitalist—she doesn’t want me to sleep, so she’ll have even more time to squeeze me dry!
“Tsk tsk tsk, what a lucky devil you are—first the superior, now the subordinate.” Guizhong propped both hands on Piers’s shoulders, looking every bit like she was settling in to watch the drama.
“Shut up.” “What did you say?” “Ahem, nothing.
Lord Marionette, if you want to sleep here, then sleep here.” There was no helping it—as the saying goes, a single rank higher can crush you to death.
Piers could only submit to Sandrone’s overbearing tyranny.
“That’s more like it.” After that, Sandrone plopped down beside Piers with a smug little hum, watching him mark up his documents.
This black-hearted Kitty—sure enough, she’d come to supervise and squeeze me dry.
After watching for a while, Sandrone got bored, so she simply had Bosico No.
2 bring over a few crates of parts, and spent the rest of the time tinkering away with those parts of hers.
The world finally went quiet.
Sandrone wasn’t watching Piers, and even Guizhong’s attention had been drawn over to Sandrone.
Right up until nightfall, Sandrone hadn’t been lying—she really did settle down to sleep in Piers’s bed, leaving Piers with no choice but to make a bed on the floor.
But there was nothing to be done about it.
Guizhong, on the other hand, could just sleep right in the bed—after all, she couldn’t touch Sandrone anyway.
But Sandrone, lying in the bed, wasn’t being still in the least—she kept tossing and turning, clutching something in her hand and staring fixedly at Piers.
Finally, after thrashing about in bed for a while, she seemed to make up her mind.
“Piers, are you asleep?” Piers, who had just been on the verge of sleep, was startled wide awake by this call and sat bolt upright in an instant.
He saw that Sandrone, at this moment, was crouched right beside his head, wearing a semi-transparent nightgown—but Piers was so drowsy right now that he didn’t pay it the slightest mind.
Scared me half to death.
In the dead of night, this Kitty is really asking for a beating—calling out someone’s name just as they’re about to fall asleep.
But despite his great displeasure, Piers held on to his patience.
“Is there something you need, Lord Marionette?” “Nothing much—just that there was something I forgot to give you, and I only just remembered.” Sandrone reached out her hand, holding a little thing about the size of a figurine that looked exactly like Sandrone herself.
“What’s this?” Piers took it with some puzzlement.
“This is a long-distance communication device.
Ahem…
It’s just that I’m afraid you’ll die out there with no one to collect your corpse.
You are my subordinate, after all, so at the very least I’d be able to track your location and come find you.” The Kitty’s tsundere streak was flaring up, and she’d started saying the opposite of what she meant again.
This kind of innocent-young-girl cover-up—Piers saw right through it at a glance.
It was like a schooldays crush: you think you’re being so discreet, but in the eyes of the very person you have a crush on, it couldn’t possibly be more obvious.
As for why they pretend not to notice—well, it’s because they don’t like you.
“Then why make it in your likeness, Lord Marionette?” At this question from Piers, Sandrone immediately seemed to fluster.
“Because…
because…” “Oh~, I get it.
Lord Marionette, you want me to work diligently at all times, so you made this thing in your image to keep me on my guard every moment, right?” “Right, right…
that’s exactly it…
When you go to Liyue, you’d better work hard to complete the mission.
This is your first cross-border assignment—don’t go embarrassing me.” Sandrone immediately went along with it.
“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely complete the mission flawlessly.” Just then, a gust of wind blew in from outside the window, parting the curtains, and a streak of moonlight fell perfectly upon the two of them.
Piers, gazing at Sandrone, suddenly began to lean in slowly.
Sandrone, crouched on the floor, froze in place—until Piers was simply too close, close enough that Sandrone could already feel his breath.
Sandrone instinctively wanted to back away, but just as she was about to, Piers pressed a hand down on her shoulder.
“What are you doing…?” For once, her tone had turned gentle.
At that moment, Piers’s other hand reached up to Sandrone’s head and pulled down the hair tie binding her hair.
The instant the hair tie came off, Sandrone’s previously coiled-up hair came loose all at once, her long tresses cascading down.
“How can you go to sleep at night without even letting your hair down?
No wonder you couldn’t fall asleep for so long.” The next second, Sandrone snatched the hair tie from Piers’s hand, took two strides straight to the bed, and lay down.
“It’s pretty late.
Let’s go to sleep.” “All right.
Good night, Lord Marionette.” Heh, this pure little maiden really is so much fun—what a pity the Kitty is a doll and can’t blush.
“By the way, Piers.” This Kitty really is asking for a beating.
In the middle of the night, can’t she say everything she needs to in one go?
Getting your name called just as you’re about to fall asleep is honestly terrifying!
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