Millie’s pretty face flushed pink as she stealthily pressed a hand to her chest.
Her little heart was thumping wildly. Oh no, I think I might be a little moved.
Clearly, they were supposed to be partners, but Felusa had gone this far for her. Even if the Goddess had never shown a miracle, Millie was truly touched.
“No, wait, why am I getting flustered?!”
Felusa’s a pervert—she’s definitely trying to sweet-talk me.
I can’t fall for her tricks; I have to draw a clear line between us!
“All right, do you have anything else to say?”
Felusa grabbed Doma and pinned her against the wall. Doma let out a miserable cry, her head buzzing from the impact. She shook her head desperately, her face full of shock.
“How is this possible—you actually dared to swear?”
“Do you know, I really want to kill you!”
Felusa squeezed Doma’s neck. Doma’s face turned bright red—not from shyness, but from being unable to breathe. She struggled frantically but couldn’t break free.
“But you’re at least the captain of the Hymn Squad,” Felusa said coldly, “and we’ll need you when we go to hunt witches in the future.”
With a hard shove, Felusa pushed Doma to the floor.
“Get out of here. Don’t let me see you again!”
“Mmph, wuu, wuuuu…”
Gritting her teeth, Doma scrambled up in a panic.
When had she ever been humiliated like this? She was the high and mighty captain, but now she’d been thrown to the ground and left utterly disgraced!
Big Sister Felusa was always so gentle, there’s no way she’d do something so excessive.
So, it must be all Millie’s fault!
It was Millie who seduced Felusa. Millie must have bewitched her, leading Big Sister Felusa to fall for someone she shouldn’t!
Doma clenched her fists, trembling as she hung her head.
Millie, just you wait!
I’ll definitely expose your true colors, and make Big Sister Felusa give up on you!
Doma shot Millie a glare, making Millie tremble in fear. Without doing anything else, Doma left behind a huffy, “I’ll be back!” and dashed away at full speed.
Felusa clicked her tongue, but there was nothing she could do.
After all, Doma was the captain of the Hymn Squad. If it really came to a fight, Felusa wouldn’t gain any advantage, and her identity as a witch would be at risk of exposure.
Millie was just a tool—a tool to break the seal.
Being close to Millie every day was just to humiliate her, not out of any real affection. There was no need to stand up for her; just keep up appearances.
“Felusa… hurry up and come in!…”
Millie’s voice floated over, soft and sweet.
Felusa turned to look and saw Millie’s eyes brimming with tears, her every gesture delicate and charming. So that seamless performance just now had made Millie’s affection for her rise.
Good, that’s exactly what I want—to make you fall in love with me!
And when you’re in too deep to escape, I’ll reveal that I’m a witch!
“Sorry, Millie,” Felusa scratched her cheek, “I got a little carried away and said something crude. You don’t hate me, do you?…”
“Of course not…”
Millie lowered her head, blushing shyly, her heart still pounding uncontrollably.
Felusa only argued with Doma for her sake. That moment just now… honestly, it was a little bit cool. But I definitely won’t be swayed!
“Th-thank you…”
It’s just thanks. That’s all. Just an ordinary thank you!
“Aiya ya~” Felusa walked in with a chuckle, “Has my tsundere little princess finally become honest? How adorable~?”
“Who’s your tsundere little princess?!” Millie bared her teeth. “Give you a little sunshine and you’re already all bright and cheery! I shouldn’t have shown you any kindness!”
“Hoho, back to acting tough again.”
Felusa stepped inside, making sure to lock the door behind her.
Millie was terrified. She grabbed the blanket and shrank back. Every time Felusa got close, she couldn’t help but react a little, and now was no different.
Besides, the potion’s effects hadn’t fully faded.
Even if most of it had worn off, she still felt restless and uneasy.
If Felusa tried to be forceful—no, she wouldn’t even need to be forceful. Just a subtle hint, and Millie would surely become obedient, letting Felusa do as she pleased.
“D-don’t come any closer!…”
Millie, worried the blanket was too thin, clutched a pillow to her chest.
Felusa found this amusing and deliberately took two steps forward. Millie let out a shriek, pressing her legs together as tears sparkled in her eyes.
“What, still not satisfied?”
“Millie, have you ever heard this saying?” Felusa grinned, “When a warrior returns home, she always takes out her passion on her lover?”
“Awu, you pervert!—”
Millie threw the pillow. Felusa caught it easily and set it aside. Millie swallowed hard and resigned herself, looking away in distraction.
“B-be gentle, okay…”
“Pfft—hahaha!” Felusa clutched her belly. “You really are looking forward to it, huh?”
“You’re messing with me!—”
Millie tried to swing a fist, but the blanket slipped off,
Revealing her fair, delicate skin before Felusa’s eyes. Felusa let out a whistle, cupped her cheeks, and admired the view. Millie’s face turned as red as an apple.
“Waaah, stop looking! If you keep staring, I’ll bite you!”
“That depends on where you’re planning to bite?”
“Gu, pervert!—”
Wrapping herself in the blanket, Millie stumbled off the bed, keeping a wary eye on Felusa. She shuffled over to the wardrobe, opened it, and found lots of underwear inside.
She didn’t want Felusa to take advantage, so she picked the plainest set.
“Not bad. Looks pretty innocent.”
Felusa gave a thumbs-up. Millie rolled her eyes.
No way I’m letting her get the satisfaction! Millie switched to another set, and Felusa clapped her hands.
“Very nice, with a hint of mature charm.”
“You’re sick!—”
Forget it, not going to bother with her!
Millie shut her eyes and grabbed one at random.
She darted to the bathroom and locked the door with a click.
Even as she changed, her face wouldn’t stop burning.
Just now, Felusa was really too cool.
She wasn’t even a maiden anymore—she’d already been defiled by that wicked witch—yet Felusa had acted so serious and earnest. If only she could act normal.
If she were, then maybe… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to marry her.
“No, what am I thinking?!”
Millie slapped her own cheeks, trying to calm herself.
Felusa’s a total villain. Just look at the things she says! Not a confession, just wanting to make me her *partner.
Someone like that could never make me happy!
If she really insists on marrying me, I suppose it’s not impossible—she’ll have to kneel in front of me and apologize for everything she’s done. And she’ll have to wash my feet every day!
“Millie, what’s taking you so long?” Felusa’s voice came through, “Don’t tell me you’re *pleasuring yourself in there?”
“Who’s doing that?! Stop saying such indecent things!”
Take it back—even if she washed my feet, I wouldn’t marry Felusa!
She’s just too much of a pervert! Always teasing me and saying dirty things. When I finally find that wicked witch, I’ll give her a good kick!
Millie puffed up her cheeks and glanced at herself in the mirror.
She wouldn’t have known if she hadn’t looked, but one glance gave her a fright—this underwear was way too provocative! Not only was it revealing, but there were pretty butterfly bows, too. Was she trying to seduce Felusa?
No way, I have to change into something else…
“Awu, I only brought one set of underwear!”
What a disaster!
She wanted to put on her Saintess robes, but the effects of the potion lingered, and she couldn’t use magic, so the dimensional storage wouldn’t open.
She could just wrap herself in the blanket, but that would feel like admitting defeat.
What’s the big deal? She’s already seen it all. So what if it’s a little seductive? I’ll turn the tables and seduce Felusa, make her blush and her heart race!