Chapter 48: Too Childish

Chloe froze.

In that moment of distraction, Silia had already undone several buttons.

“No, you can’t!”

Blushing furiously, Chloe flailed her arms, pushing away Silia’s wandering hands.

“Be good, I need to check your body!”

Silia firmly grabbed Chloe’s arms, pinning them aside, and yanked up her skirt without hesitation.

Though Chloe snapped out of it and pressed her skirt back down, the brief glimpse of what lay beneath was enough for Silia to see.

Recalling the sight, Silia gasped in surprise.

Thanks to Silia’s forceful tug, Chloe’s face was now red enough to bleed. While the rest of her body wasn’t as flushed, her fair skin was tinged with patches of pink.

Her slender waist curved gracefully into rounded hips. Her flat stomach felt as smooth as cream to the touch.

Her thighs were firm yet elastic, free of any excess fat, continuing the elegant curve of her waist and hips. Just the right amount of softness kept them from feeling bony.

Though Silia’s own figure was similar, touching Chloe sent a thrill she’d never felt before.

Her heart pounded with nervous excitement, yet she wasn’t repelled—in fact, she was a bit captivated.

But what truly shocked her was something else.

“Little Chloe, how are you… still wearing such cute underwear?”

Recalling the pink panties with an adorable bear print, Silia’s lips twitched into an awkward smile.

She felt like she’d uncovered one of Chloe’s secrets.

“Wahhh… don’t say it! It’s your fault!”

Chloe clamped her legs together, hands pressing her skirt down to hide every inch.

‘Do girls really play this rough with each other?’

Her clothes, including her underwear, were all picked by Larvia. What could she do?

Chloe strongly suspected Larvia did this on purpose!

Just to rub her Sword Saint dignity into the dirt!

Silia took a deep breath, putting on a serious face. “Ahem… Classic little Chloe, still wearing such cute underwear. If I’m not mistaken, you’re 14, right?”

“I… I’m 24!”

“Oh? Lying about your age by 10 years to save face? But I heard from Mother you’re 14.”

Chloe’s face burned, at a loss for how to explain.

“Even if you’re 24, wearing such cute underwear…”

“14! Fine, I’m 14!”

Chloe cut Silia off, flustered, trying to clarify.

“See, little Chloe’s just a 14-year-old kid. Back when I was 14…”

“Aren’t you also 14, Silia?”

“Ahem, that’s not important.”

Silia waved it off awkwardly, continuing, “Back when I was 14, I was already mature.”

“Mature how?”

From any angle, Chloe couldn’t equate the girl before her with maturity.

“I was already wearing sexy black lace underwear. Isn’t that mature?”

“…”

Chloe fell silent.

“W-What’s with the silence? Not mature enough?”

Silia’s face faltered.

“So, Silia, you’re saying you’re wearing black lace underwear right now?”

“Yup.”

“Let me see!”

“No way!”

“Ugh…”

Chloe puffed her cheeks like a pufferfish.

“I want to be mature too! You have to show me!”

Chloe resolved to flip Silia’s skirt the moment she lifted it, humiliating her to settle the score!

“Ugh…”

Silia hesitated.

‘Little Chloe’s a maid and my friend. I should help her grow.’

‘But showing her my underwear…’

“What’s wrong, Silia? You’re the master here. Shouldn’t you set an example?”

“F-Fine!”

Silia gritted her teeth, agreeing, and slowly grasped her skirt.

“Hehe…”

Chloe smirked, ready to flip it.

Swish!

“There! You saw it!”

“…Huh?”

What just happened?

Chloe didn’t react in time.

She hadn’t seen anything clearly before Silia dropped her skirt.

“Ahem, you saw, right? I’m 14 and already this mature. You need to step it up, little Chloe.”

“You tricked me!”

Chloe shouted, grabbing Silia’s shoulders, pressing her against her chest, and flipping her over to take control.

“Little Chloe, what are you doing?!”

Silia tried to hold her skirt down, but Chloe yanked it up.

“Let me see your underwear!”

“No! You already saw!”

“That was too fast! You stared at mine forever!”

“Wahhh…”

“Ha… ha…”

Ten minutes later, Silia’s bed was a mess.

But the two of them were in worse shape.

One of Silia’s buttons had popped off, forcing her to hold her collar to keep her chest covered.

Chloe wasn’t much better—her clothes were disheveled, and her pink bear underwear was stretched, one side at her knee, the other at her ankle.

Thankfully, Larvia’s choice of sturdy, elastic fabric held up. Otherwise, it’d be in pieces.

As for Silia’s underwear…

Somehow, her black lace panties had ended up on Chloe’s head.

Both were exhausted, sprawled on the bed, panting.

Chloe shook her head, trying to dislodge the panties, but they caught on her pointed ears, stuck fast.

Just then, the door creaked open, and another white-haired figure stepped in.

She stared at the disheveled duo, exasperated.

“Enough already 😅.”