Looking at the little one in front of her, clutching onto her and almost in tears, Qian Siteline felt both speechless and a bit doting as she reached out, gently smoothing Mu Xuan’s silver hair.
No helping it—no matter how silly her own little Saintess was, she’d still have to spoil her.
That damn Goddess, she actually passed down her worrying lack of intelligence to their little Saintess! Once this is over, she must settle the score with that Goddess!
“Still haven’t figured it out yet?”
At Qian Siteline’s words, Mu Xuan lifted her head slightly, freezing once again.
“You’re Milly? No, no… you’re Qian Siteline…” Mu Xuan’s single-core brain got stuck again.
Qian Siteline helplessly flicked Mu Xuan’s forehead and smiled, “Silly Highness~ Qian Siteline and Milly are both me~”
“Uwah…” Mu Xuan winced from the pain, clutching her little head and staring dazedly at Qian Siteline.
“No way! One person can’t be two people!”
“Pfft~”
Qian Siteline was truly shocked by her own little Saintess’ way of thinking.
The Goddess wasn’t this dense. Could this be an aftereffect of being contaminated by that big dummy’s influence?
“Milly is a fragment of my soul~ Everything here was already destroyed long ago. To trick these bizarre rules, I used [Lailaser]’s power to split my soul into tens of thousands of pieces to maintain this town~”
“Do you understand now~ My Mu Xuan Highness~”
Mu Xuan listened to Qian Siteline in a daze, but finally understood.
“So… Milly isn’t dead!”
“That’s right~ Milly’s soul fragment is a part of me~”
Qian Siteline replied with a smile, her slender fingers gently tapping the tip of Mu Xuan’s nose.
“Then why…”
“I know your question. I’ll briefly explain for you, Mu Xuan Highness~”
With that, Qian Siteline spread her arms a little, lifting Mu Xuan into a princess carry.
Feeling the warmth of the little one in her arms, Qian Siteline walked lightly, carrying Mu Xuan out of the room.
“Every time you gather and merge a piece of [Lailaser]’s fragment that carries my soul, my soul becomes more complete~”
“But…”
“Shh~”
Seeing Mu Xuan open her mouth, wanting to say something, Qian Siteline immediately set her down gently and pressed a finger to Mu Xuan’s lips.
Then Qian Siteline’s exquisite face leaned close to Mu Xuan, her breath flowing softly from her lips.
“Your Highness, don’t worry~ I’ll explain everything to you~”
Seeing Qian Siteline’s mischievous grin, her face almost touching her own, Mu Xuan squirmed awkwardly.
Mu Xuan still wasn’t used to it… her face flushed a bit red.
It wasn’t just Qian Siteline’s teasing, but also her own clothes. Just a small movement made her feel the chill under her skirt, and the strange sensation of her white stockings rubbing together.
Of course, if only Qian Siteline’s restless hand would stop wandering over her leg, she wouldn’t feel so awkward.
Sensing Mu Xuan’s embarrassment, Qian Siteline had no intention of stopping.
She only moved her face away slightly, looked at Mu Xuan’s rosy cheeks and her eyes squeezed shut from shyness, smiled, and continued.
“Milly is the result of my soul fragment interacting with the rules here. I hindered the perfection of the rules in this area, while the rules here tried to prevent my soul from becoming whole~”
“It’s all thanks to Your Highness~ You awakened Milly’s consciousness, so I could truly awaken~”
“Eh!?” Feeling her body lighten again as Qian Siteline picked her up, Mu Xuan let out an adorable sound of confusion.
Still feeling shy, Mu Xuan nevertheless thought along the lines of Qian Siteline’s words, gradually understanding what she meant.
So… Milly is actually Qian Siteline?
Thinking back to everything she’d experienced with Milly before, Mu Xuan’s face grew even redder.
So all that was actually Qian Siteline acting?
Unable to help herself, Mu Xuan looked at Qian Siteline—who was holding her—with those golden cross-shaped pupils.
“That’s right~ If I couldn’t fool Your Highness, how could I fool the rules here~”
“Mu Xuan Highness, you’re really cute~”
That line again! I’m a guy, you know!
But looking at her own clothes and petite body… honestly, saying that now was hardly convincing at all.
“Where are we going?”
Ignoring Qian Siteline’s words, Mu Xuan’s silver ahoge wobbled as she asked the most important question.
“Your Highness, we’re going to meet the survivors now~”
Hiss…
“M-meet… meet the survivors!?”
Qian Siteline’s words instantly made Mu Xuan’s little brain crash.
“I can’t meet them like this!”
Mu Xuan’s words made Qian Siteline tilt her head, revealing another mischievous smile.
“Why not~”
“Because… because…” Mu Xuan stammered for a long time, unable to say anything coherent.
She couldn’t possibly say, ‘I’m a guy, and I’m embarrassed to meet people like this,’ could she?
Seeing Mu Xuan struggle to speak, her little feet twisting and fidgeting, Qian Siteline suddenly wore a knowing expression.
“So it’s because Your Highness hasn’t put on shoes yet~”
Saying so, Qian Siteline set Mu Xuan on a small bench by the wall, gently cupped her snow-white foot, and took down the short boots hanging at her waist.
Watching Qian Siteline’s actions, Mu Xuan couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
Is there really someone so bored as to do this… Well, guess there is, right in front of her…
But then, feeling her little foot being held and kneaded by Qian Siteline, who seemed in no rush to put her shoes on, Mu Xuan’s ahoge went “duang~” and stood up straight.
Yet as she tried to pull her foot back, Qian Siteline held on tightly. Seeing Mu Xuan grow more and more embarrassed, shrinking back in shyness, Qian Siteline covered her mouth and laughed, only then slowly slipping the shoe onto Mu Xuan’s foot.
“Are you satisfied now~ my Saintess Highness~”
“You know that’s not what I meant…” Mu Xuan’s voice was very soft, almost impossible to hear unless one was close.
But as the Church’s strongest power, Qian Siteline’s hearing was anything but weak.
“So Your Highness doesn’t want to wear shoes~”
“I didn’t say that!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll stop teasing you~” Seeing Mu Xuan genuinely getting flustered this time, Qian Siteline reined herself in a little, reaching out to smooth down Mu Xuan’s fluffed-up hair.
Except, no matter how she tried, that ahoge on top of her head just wouldn’t flatten.
“Your Highness… do you know what’s up with that tuft of hair on top of your head?”
Sometimes, Qian Siteline wondered if that ahoge was affecting Mu Xuan’s intelligence.
“Huh?”
There’s a tuft of hair on my head?
Not understanding Qian Siteline’s meaning, Mu Xuan quickly reached up to her head, and when she touched that stubbornly upright ahoge, she froze on the spot.
Hiss… Don’t tell me I’ve got an ahoge now? I don’t want to become a dumb loli!