Alright, enough thinking, now it’s time to wake up Sairi.
Hilvia kicked off her slippers, bent down, and climbed onto the bed, slowly approaching Sairi.
“Wake up now~ Little Slumber Ghost~”
Hilvia whispered softly and cutely into Sairi’s ear while gently patting her cheek with her hand.
Sairi responded faintly, but it was just a hazy mumble.
Hilvia increased the volume of her call and slightly pressed her hand more firmly on Sairi’s cheek, still very gentle and causing no harm.
“The sun’s shining on your butt! Sleepyhead~”
“qßg………Q8g……”
This time, Sairi’s response was strange—her brows furrowed tightly, her head shook slightly from side to side, and she nervously muttered some sleep talk.
Hilvia continued calling for Sairi to get up, and this time Sairi finally woke up.
“Ah!”
Sairi’s previously closed eyes snapped open wide as she gasped for breath.
“You scared me!”
“Sairi, what’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”
Sairi propped herself up with her hands, sitting back and looking at Hilvia sitting on the bedside, finally relaxing a bit.
“Um… sort of.”
“What kind of dream?”
“Well… at first, I was eating all kinds of delicious foods, especially little steamed buns, but then suddenly a very powerful Monster appeared.”
“It came over and slapped me hard across the mouth, and the slaps just got stronger and more painful! The worst part was that I could actually feel it, like someone really hit me!”
Uh… looks like my gentle pats on Sairi’s cheek affected her dream content…
“Alright, you just dreamed too deeply. Look at the pillow in your arms, the corners are wet and all bitten up. You really sleep deeply—yesterday you even bit my hair.”
“Ah, sorry >人<, I’ll definitely change that!”
“Okay, changing that can wait. For now, get up, wash up, and eat.”
“Yay!”
Sairi happily threw off the covers and bounced out of bed, wearing only her underwear and pajamas (of course, the pajamas were from Hilvia, who gave her a set), and headed to the bathing room. Unfortunately, Hilvia followed her.
Me, huh…
“Um… why is Hilvia still following me? I mean, you look so neat, you should’ve already washed up, so why come along?”
It was because in her previous life, Sairi had been blind and never experienced the feeling of someone beside her.
She always relied on memory to know where the teacup, toothbrush, and soap were for washing. Of course, her Grandmother also helped a bit, but over time, she no longer needed much assistance.
“Well, it goes without saying. You may look older, but when it comes to washing up, you’re still pretty much like a kid—brushing your teeth and washing your face half-heartedly. Kids don’t like washing up, so I’m here to watch you!”
“Um… okay…” Sairi smiled awkwardly.
She had complained before that the items here were too rough; the toothbrush bristles were too hard, and brushing hard enough could hurt the gums for a while.
Washing her face felt unnecessary because she didn’t feel dirty.
More importantly, being blind before, Sairi rarely went outside.
She didn’t care how others saw her, and she couldn’t even see her own appearance, or if her face was clean, so she didn’t pay much attention to her looks.
That said, Sairi wasn’t some filthy slob who never brushed her teeth or washed her face. She always brushed at night and washed her face during the day.
Although not as meticulous as most girls, she wasn’t negligent either. Yesterday’s quick brushing was just because she wanted to go out to eat as soon as possible.
Whatever, just let Hilvia watch. After all, she’s got such a “big thigh” to hold onto.
A couple of days ago, I thought she was just a slightly stronger ordinary Adventurer traveler, but turns out she’s actually the Kingdom of Humans’ Yongzhe.
Now I must cling tightly to this big thigh and never let go~
Absentmindedly, Sairi grabbed the toothbrush, put some paste on it, rinsed her mouth briefly, and started brushing.
As she brushed, Sairi felt bubbles form in her mouth—everything was normal.
But Hilvia began to speak.
“Use more force. There’s not even a sound of brushing. If you don’t put in enough strength, how can you get rid of the plaque? Brush harder!”
Following Hilvia’s advice, Sairi brushed harder, the toothbrush scraping against her teeth with a “shsh” sound, foam increasing and spilling over onto the sink.
“Not enough. Strength alone isn’t enough, you need to brush thoroughly—front and back of the incisors, the pointed teeth you use to tear things, and the molars you use to chew. All of them!”
“Mm-hmm~”
A bit annoyed. How come Hilvia acts like an old nanny? No, like an old Grandmother, giving orders here and there.
I was just lazy yesterday, and after brushing and washing my face for so many years in my past life, do I really need you to teach me?
Oh well, who asked me to cling to this big thigh? Just endure it!
Following Hilvia’s instructions, Sairi carefully brushed every tooth thoroughly. After rinsing, her teeth were whiter and more aligned.
Next, following Hilvia’s introduction, she applied face wash and washed her face, feeling the same steps as with her facial cleanser back in her past life.
But she still underestimated Hilvia’s enthusiasm.
After washing her face, Hilvia felt Sairi hadn’t wiped clean enough, so she personally took a cloth and wiped her face with the same firm pressure as her Grandmother used to, making Sairi’s face ache.
“All done, now let me put some toner and comb your hair.”
Sairi obediently sat squinting in front of the dressing mirror.
Not sure if it was universal, but whenever she applied moisturizer or lotion, she always kept her eyes closed tightly—otherwise, she felt the next second some would splash into her eyes and hurt.
Turns out girls in any world like to dress up pretty. Well, that’s good—better than being sloppy. Just a bit time-consuming and exhausting.
Fortunately, she wasn’t bad-looking. Hilvia just helped apply some lotion for a bare-faced look, then moved on to combing her hair.
Hilvia’s movements were skillful and gentle. Sairi felt no pulling, though her restless sleeping still left her hair messy.
Hilvia gently separated the tangled hair with a comb, smoothing and arranging it carefully.
Finally, she styled Sairi’s bangs in a slightly uneven side-swept cut, and fluffed the hair on the sides to cover the ears a bit.
There, a fragrant, soft, fair, plump little Sairi was all ready~~~
“All done, look up and see how it looks?”
Sairi lifted her head and looked at her reflection. Hmm… not exactly a goddess, but at least pure and cute, enough to catch some boys’ hearts easily.
“Um… I need to use the bathroom… so Hilvia, can you please step outside for a bit?” Sairi twisted her body shyly and pleaded softly.
“Of course, I’m just tidying up the luggage anyway. Use the bathroom, wash your hands, and come out to eat.”
“Okay, okay (……)!!!”
“slap…” Hilvia left the bathing room to pack the luggage. Now was Sairi’s private pee time~~
After finishing, she took off her panties. Accompanied by the sound of running water, Sairi felt her muscles relax a lot, although this set of underwear technically wasn’t hers.
Feeling a bit stuffy in her chest, Sairi tugged up the Bear Emblem slightly, exposing her chest and blowing cool air on it, which felt much better. How do girls wear these all the time without feeling suffocated?
It was like panties—after wearing them too long, she always wanted to pull them down a bit; otherwise, they stuck to the flesh.
Wearing the bra-like top for a long time also felt uncomfortable. Even though she was flat, she still had a chest, and although it was similar to males, the difference was still there.
But wearing this bandeau-like bra—wouldn’t it rub and chafe somewhere? What if she ran or fought, doing intense movements? Wouldn’t that constantly cause chafing? Wouldn’t it hurt a lot?
Girls are really amazing and quite tough… Life has so many inconveniences. She also knew girls had something called menstruation, and she hadn’t experienced it yet… maybe she’d have to endure that kind of pain in the future.
No way, I don’t want to go through that pain. She had heard girls felt mentally down and depressed for days every month, accompanied by physical pain and difficulty moving around. That’s really bad news.
Sairi silently lowered her head to examine the panties she’d been reincarnated with—they were practically the same as Hilvia’s.
There was a little bear pattern, but no lace edges. The fabric was very soft and smooth, which was good because yesterday she found Hilvia’s lace-trimmed panties sometimes chafed the thighs and felt uncomfortable.
This factory-set pair was nice. Sairi had to give the Goddess Sister a good review.
But the Bear Emblem was almost flat, with no bulge at all, basically just a piece of cloth covering the area. If a stranger saw her in this, they probably couldn’t tell her gender.
Worth mentioning—Sairi had been covering her lower area with two fingers whenever she looked at her panties.
After all, that area was a girl’s forbidden zone, deep and untouchable!
“Sairi, are you done? Taking so long in the bathroom.”
Hilvia’s voice rang out, and Sairi realized she had indeed taken a while.
She finished dressing, rinsed off, and left. Hilvia was already waiting by the dining table, waving at her.
“Coming~”
Sairi smiled and hurried over to the table, sitting down properly.
“All right, I specially bought you lots of little steamed buns filled with soup. After you finish eating, we’ll set off.”
“Alright, alright.”
This time it went smoothly, no teasing from Hilvia. In the past, Hilvia definitely would have teased her, even though they’d only known each other for two days.
But Sairi really ate fast. Maybe her words were true—one little steamed bun after another was just satisfying and quick.
Before long, all ten boxes of little steamed buns were gone.
Hilvia handed over a bottle of warm milk, which Sairi drank down in one gulp.
Breakfast was done!
With Hilvia’s help, Sairi packed up the guest room’s items—though there weren’t many.
But since Sairi’s Five-pointed Star Hairclip was really convenient, Hilvia couldn’t help but pack a lot of luggage for her to put inside it.
Including but not limited to both their clothes, blankets, bedding, daily necessities, tents, pots and pans, toiletries, food and drinks… an endless list.
There was so much that eventually, Sairi noticed almost everything in the guest room was packed up—even the rectangular wooden dining table she’d been leaning on while eating.
Sairi kept complaining that so much stuff didn’t need to be packed, but Hilvia didn’t mind. She thought Sairi was still young and inexperienced with hardships. Every item she packed was worthwhile.