"Um... I can explain." In the darkness, Bai Ling stared with her big eyes and said quietly.
Leticia lay beside her, with at least several dozen centimeters between them. If Bai Ling's bed weren't this size, she probably would have moved even further away.
There was no helping it—the things she'd just discovered on Bai Ling's computer really couldn't make Leticia feel at ease. This Bai Ling appeared clean and proper on the surface, but was actually such a filthy person. You really couldn't judge a book by its cover.
"Don't explain. I don't want to hear it. I just know you harbor ill intentions toward me." Leticia turned over, not wanting to talk to this person beside her whose mind was full of thoughts about how to win her over.
Although they were now sleeping in the same bed, their hearts were separate, and the distance between them wasn't close either.
"I just want to know how to make your attitude toward me not so bad." Bai Ling said weakly.
So most of your browsing history is about how to make a petite girlfriend feel comfortable?!
Setting aside the petite figure issue for now—Leticia admitted she was a bit short—but was the relationship between the two of them really progressing that... rapidly?
This Bai Ling was actually looking up bedroom combat techniques. What did she want to do?
Could she really be thinking of getting on the bus first and buying the ticket later?
"I think I'm doing pretty well. Why won't you accept me?"
"Besides that face and body of yours, what else is good about you?" Leticia chuckled coldly. "Your emotional intelligence that's lower than the mantle? Or that brain of yours filled with yellow waste?"
"Aren't those two enough?" Bai Ling scooted toward Leticia and gently turned Leticia's body back around with her hands. "I'm very beautiful."
Leticia nearly spat out a mouthful of blood from anger at Bai Ling's words. Yes, you are beautiful—the most beautiful in the world—but hearing you say you're beautiful just sounds wrong no matter how you listen to it.
"I've never seen such a shameless bastard as you."
"Now you have, haven't you?" Bai Ling gritted her teeth. Having finally tricked Leticia into bed, if she didn't get handsy, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
So without waiting for Leticia's agreement, she directly opened her arms and embraced Leticia.
Shameless was shameless—she was just such a shameless girl.
Moreover, Bai Ling believed that Leticia wouldn't do anything extreme. Deep in her heart, this girl still didn't resist intimate contact with such a beautiful girl as herself.
Even though on the surface Leticia always expressed that there was absolutely no possibility between her and Bai Ling, that she would never be seduced by Bai Ling's beauty, was that really the case?
Leticia had clearly become accustomed to Bai Ling's presence, accustomed to this white-haired girl's occasional visits, and also accustomed to occasional physical contact with her.
The girl didn't reject Bai Ling's approach.
Yes, she didn't reject it.
Just like now—although Leticia was struggling, her force was unexpectedly weak, even making Bai Ling feel that Leticia was playing hard to get.
"I just want to hold you. Don't worry—without your permission, I won't do other things." Bai Ling whispered very quietly in Leticia's ear, promising.
You still want to do other things?!
I haven't even done those things myself!
The quite pure Miss Leticia roared internally. Although she knew what those things were and had seen some related content on certain strange little websites, she really had never actually done them herself.
There was no helping it—she had to maintain her image. She couldn't very well... when Xue'er was home...
As the master, she had to maintain a dignified image in front of her maid.
"I feel like I'm taking a huge loss this time." Leticia gradually calmed down. To be fair, being held by Bai Ling felt quite nice.
Warm, with the faint fragrance unique to young girls lingering at her nose, giving Leticia a sense of security.
If this continued, perhaps one day she really would become addicted to this warm embrace.
"Then tomorrow you can hold me while sleeping?"
"Wouldn't you still be the one profiting?" If Bai Ling could just shut her mouth, Leticia felt her mood would improve considerably. "Stop talking and go to sleep."
"You're not going to resist a bit more?" Bai Ling was surprised by Leticia's docility. She thought Leticia would resist much longer.
Unexpectedly, she only symbolically squirmed a few times in her arms before it ended.
How to put it—this left Bai Ling feeling somewhat unsatisfied.
When the tsundere wasn't being so tsundere anymore, it gave one a sense of disconnect.
It seemed like after lying in bed, Leticia's "tsun" wasn't so obvious. Was lying in bed the key condition for whether Leticia was tsundere or not?
Bai Ling's thoughts gradually began to wander. When she came back to her senses, the girl beside her had already closed her eyes.
Leticia was still quite drowsy these days, and in Bai Ling's embrace, the time she needed to fall asleep became even shorter.
Looking at the well-behaved girl lying in her arms, the corners of Bai Ling's mouth slightly curved up. This was quite nice too, wasn't it?
"Good night, sweet dreams."
But what Bai Ling didn't know was that Leticia hadn't entered dreamland as she thought. On the contrary, her consciousness had entered a gray, hazy space.
"Strange, where is this?" Looking down at her semi-transparent body, Leticia was somewhat confused.
Was she dreaming? Or had she been ambushed by someone?
"Sorry for bringing you here without your consent. If you don't mind, please come to me—I'll answer your questions." In the gray space, a voice that could make people feel warm just by hearing it rang out. A beam of pale purple light appeared in the distance, seemingly guiding Leticia's path.
"Who are you?" Leticia didn't act blindly but very cautiously conversed with that unknown existence.
"Me? Just a sinner who made mistakes and is imprisoned in this world."
This description immediately made Leticia guess the identity of the speaker—ah, not a person, but a god.
"You are... a god?"
"Yes, an imprisoned god." The voice didn't deny it. "You seem to have encountered my kin. I imagine that wasn't a very pleasant experience."
"Indeed not so pleasant, so I still have quite a bit of malice toward you all. Or are you trying to tell me that was just an exception?"
"I don't want to deceive you. Most of my kin are like that, and I used to be the same." The voice said with a trace of sentiment. "After all, we are naturally born strong, the original masters of this world."
"But I feel you're different from the god I encountered before." Leticia stepped forward, walking step by step toward the purple light.
This was dangerous—she knew it.
Perhaps this god was just acting, and those words just now were meant to make her lower her guard. After tricking her to that place, she would reveal her fangs and devour Leticia, this little white rabbit, completely.
Hmm, using this metaphor seemed rather strange.
Anyway, it wouldn't be a good outcome.
But Leticia felt she didn't seem to have any better choices now. Since this god could unknowingly pull her consciousness to this place, if she really harbored malicious intent, Leticia probably couldn't escape anyway.
Consciousness was quite different from the body. Leticia was confident that her consciousness strength ranked among the top in this world—even Bai Ling might not compare to her.
But even such powerful consciousness still didn't know how it had been pulled in.
Divine methods were indeed mysteriously unfathomable.
"Thank you for your trust." After walking for about several minutes, Leticia arrived at the main gate of a dilapidated manor. In the manor, a young lady dressed as a noble miss and holding a black parasol was smiling as she looked at her.
The moment she saw the young lady, Leticia instinctively lowered her guard, but after a few breaths, she picked it back up.
That was close—she'd almost fallen for this person's trick.
"Is this your method?" Standing outside the main gate, Leticia asked.
During her time in the Demon Realm, she had read that Prophecy Book owned by the demons from top to bottom several times. That thin little booklet contained information with very high content density.
The most important point was that gods were sealed within divine realms, their range of activity limited to a materialized space—like the previous God of Fog's clock tower, or the manor now before her eyes.
Of course, no one knew whether this manor was deliberately created false scenery by this god, intended to make Leticia, who knew some things, lower her guard.
"I'm very sorry, but this is something I cannot control." The young lady nodded slightly. Honestly, she was extremely polite.
So polite that Leticia even doubted whether she and that previous god who looked down on everyone were really the same species.
"Bringing you here was my own decision. I want to ask you to help that poor girl."
"Lin Qingyu?" Leticia blurted out a name.
The only poor girl she could be connected with seemed to be Lin Qingyu.
She hadn't expected that what this Half-Elf girl had stolen from the Elves was such explosive stuff—a divine artifact, a divine artifact housing a god's consciousness.
"Mm, I've been trying hard to help her emerge from the shadows, but I've discovered that blindly escaping can't solve any problems. Only by facing those pasts directly can she be reborn from the ashes. Otherwise, she'll live in the shadows of the past for her entire life." The young lady sighed, her emerald eyes full of worry.
More of this talk. Leticia rubbed her temples. Always talking about a dark past—then tell her what exactly this dark past was.
Otherwise, was she supposed to guess?
Which Half-Elf didn't have a dark past? These mixed-bloods who were neither human nor elf—how could they have any beautiful childhood?
Bullying, beatings, discrimination—everywhere.
Don't ask how Leticia knew these things. She used to be a diligent good Demon King who needed to understand the basic situation of her enemies.
"Can you tell me specifically what her past was like?"
"Very regrettably, I cannot." The young lady shook her head, her light purple short hair swaying gently with her movement. "I promised her I would never tell anyone her secrets."
"But I'm not some caring older sister. How am I supposed to make her face the past?" Leticia was at a loss. Finding her to help was fine, no problem.
But you had to tell her how to help.
Not telling her the whole story—wasn't this just playing around?
"I know this is very difficult, so I cannot require that you must succeed. This is just a request—a request from a god who has made mistakes." The young lady lowered her eyes, her emotions somewhat dejected.
Seeing such a god, Leticia also felt her heart soften. "Alright, I'll do my best."
"Thank you for your understanding." Hearing Leticia's answer, the young lady immediately became happy. She closed the umbrella in her hand and placed it on the open ground in front of the gate. "I cannot send my things beyond this gate. If you trust me, you can take this umbrella after I leave."
"If you want to leave, you just need to silently recite 'wake up' in your heart."
After saying these words, the young lady lifted her skirt hem and curtsied to Leticia like a proper lady, then turned and walked toward the manor's interior.
She understood Leticia's wariness toward gods, so after doing the necessary things, she left without any hesitation.
"Hey, I still don't know who you are!"
The young goddess turned back in surprise—she sensed that a strange life had appeared in her prison.
Leticia had already opened the gate and was standing in the manor, holding the parasol the young lady had just put down, her eyes looking toward the young goddess.
So this was... the feeling of being trusted?
A faint smile bloomed on the young lady's face. As a god, her smile was very beautiful. "Flora, the Hundred-Faced God of Desire."
"Doesn't sound like a good god." Leticia said to Flora with a smile. She thought this person's divine name would sound better, but it turned out to be a God of Desire.
"That's why it's hundred-faced, isn't it?" Flora pointed to her own face. "I have a hundred faces. No one knows which face is the real me. Perhaps I was just deceiving you earlier?"
"I trust my intuition. You're not a bad god." Leticia admitted she had just taken a gamble, but the result was quite pleasing—she had won the bet.
This young goddess was indeed different from that God of Fog. She could communicate, and her personality was more gentle.
She didn't seem like a god, but more like those ordinary people in daily life.
"Besides that child, you're the first person to say 'I trust you' to me." Flora giggled. "The god is very happy now. If you have any requests, you can make them."
"I don't have requests, but I want to ask you a question—what kind of existence are gods exactly?"
......
"Good morning... can you not hold me so tightly? It's hot, you know?" The next morning, brilliant golden sunlight woke Leticia from her sleep. She opened her eyes to see a pair of beautiful crimson eyes.
Bai Ling had woken up very early. While Leticia was still resting, she had quietly held Leticia like this, admiring the girl's sleeping face.
Compared to the last time they slept together, today's Bai Ling was obviously much more spirited. It seemed she hadn't been so excited that she lost sleep like before.
This really was bad news, Leticia thought.
In her dream, she had talked with Flora for a long time. From that gentle goddess, she hadn't obtained much information—there were many important things Flora said she couldn't discuss.
"After all, I am a god. There are many things I cannot say or do."
Gods were bound by rules—this was the greatest harvest from Leticia's trip. Wanting to defeat a god head-on was extremely, extremely difficult, but if one found the corresponding method, defeating gods would become very 'simple.'
"You look very beautiful when you sleep." Bai Ling didn't know what Leticia had experienced last night. She thought Leticia was simply tired and wanted to rest.
Little did she know that while the girl's body was held in her arms, the girl's soul had run off to meet with another young lady elsewhere.
This might also be a type of NTR.
"Do you need to tell me that?" Regarding Bai Ling's flattery, Leticia showed indifference. She gently pushed Bai Ling. "Move away. I need to get up."
Then she was delightfully surprised to discover that the discomfort in her body had weakened considerably. Although she was still somewhat weak, compared to the previous two days when she couldn't even walk steadily, this was much better.
Was it her body's strength? Or was it a little gift from Flora?
Leticia didn't know and was too lazy to think about it. It wasn't a bad thing anyway.
"Actually, we could sleep a bit longer." Bai Ling was somewhat reluctant—she wanted to hold her a bit more.
Regarding Bai Ling's suggestion, Leticia very rudely rolled her eyes. "Don't push your luck. Letting you hold me for one night was already my biggest concession. Hurry up and let go."
She wasn't a pig who needed to sleep that long. Even if she really needed to sleep that long, she didn't want to do it in Bai Ling's arms.
It wasn't that sleeping wasn't comfortable—on the contrary, sleeping at Bai Ling's place was very comfortable, even making Leticia think it would be nice to always sleep here.
But she needed face.
Always sleeping here—wouldn't that represent her submitting to Bai Ling?
Sleeping occasionally, Leticia could still convince herself this was a transaction with no other emotions mixed in. But if she did this every day, Leticia would really doubt whether she had been bewitched by beauty.
Beauty was trouble—Bai Ling was completely and utterly a beauty who brought trouble.
Sleeping wasn't just sleeping—this was a manifestation of Leticia's determination to never submit to beauty!
"Oh." Bai Ling reluctantly loosened her arms and released Leticia from her embrace. "What are your plans for today?"
"Are you getting senile dementia?" Leticia sat on the bedside and said somewhat impatiently to Bai Ling. "Going to do ideological work on Lin Qingyu."
"I thought you'd put it off for a few days..."
"I'd like to put it off too, but is the current situation suitable for delays?" The Elves could come knocking at any time. Although with Bai Ling here safety wasn't a concern, it was still troublesome.
Leticia's idea was that if she couldn't persuade Lin Qingyu, she'd immediately flee back to the demons and wait until things here were settled before returning.
She didn't care whether Lin Qingyu lived or died anyway. This Half-Elf girl had nothing to do with her—just a stranger she'd met a few times. Even if this girl was captured by the Elves right in front of Leticia, she wouldn't blink an eye.
As for the matter Flora had entrusted to her... honestly, if Lin Qingyu refused to communicate, Leticia couldn't very well use soul-searching magic to forcibly search Lin Qingyu's memories, could she?
After that search, Lin Qingyu wouldn't need to be captured back to the Elves—she could go directly to a mental hospital.
Putting on her slippers, Leticia planned to go home first to wash up and have breakfast.
Passing through the living room, she found that Bai Ya actually wasn't there, which was quite surprising. Did this little girl get up so early even on weekends?
Looking at the entrance, the shoes were there, but the slippers weren't.
Still sleeping?
But there was no third person's presence here.
How strange.
So where exactly had Bai Ya gone?
The answer was simple—Bai Ya had gone to Leticia's house.
Seeing her haggard sister and the energetic Bai Ya in the dining room, Leticia's clever little brain momentarily crashed.
Uh, what was this situation?
Bai Ya was still wearing pajamas. Could she have slept here last night?
"Good morning, Sister Qianqian." The little girl happily greeted Leticia.
"Mm, good morning." Leticia responded while frantically using her eyes to ask Qila what the hell was going on.
"Miss Little Ya rested in Your Majesty's room last night," Xue'er leaned close to Leticia's ear and whispered. "Her Highness apparently didn't rest well last night."
Even an idiot could see that.
Not everyone was like Leticia, sleeping soundly in the arms of someone not very familiar.
"You all eat first. I'm going to wash my face and change clothes."
Since she would be talking heart-to-heart with Lin Qingyu later, Leticia specifically asked Xue'er to prepare more presentable clothes for her. She couldn't very well go be a caring sister while wearing pajamas, could she?
A black and white long dress with the hem almost covering her ankles, revealing only those small feet covered by white stockings. Embarrassingly, Leticia had gradually become accustomed to wearing long socks, though she had been quite used to it years ago too.
"Very pretty." Bai Ya gave Leticia a thumbs up.
"I think it's a bit troublesome to wear." Leticia sat at the dining table with a helpless expression. This dress looked simple, but actually putting it on was rather complex. "Did Little Ya sleep with Little Qi last night?"
"Yes, yes! Little Qi's reactions were super cute, blushing like a big apple." Bai Ya excitedly told Leticia.
Hearing Bai Ya's words, Qila covered her face with both hands.
It was over—her sister had learned about her embarrassing behavior.
"By the way, Sister Qianqian slept with sister last night, right? Did anything happen at night? Did it, did it?" As it turned out, Bai Ya was indeed Bai Ling's biological sister.
Their thoughts were the same—filthy.