Chapter 185 : I Think I Miss Her a Little

She hadn’t, by any chance, dug a hole for herself, had she?

Milly shook her head. “Hahaha, how could that be?”

She had only entered a sealed memory. Perhaps she was just a substitute for the originally chosen hero. And once the test was over, the file would probably be deleted. The data here wouldn’t affect the Stacy on the other side.

So, it was probably just a hallucination. How could such a small thing have such a big impact?

Impossible. Impossible.

Thinking this, she felt much better.

As for why the Stacy before her would eventually become the one she knew, who knew? It had nothing to do with her. It should be like this.

She was about to lift Stacy out of the pool when the silver-haired Saintess in her arms suddenly woke up, rubbing her head.

“Ugh… where am I…”

Awake already?

Milly raised an eyebrow. She had thought she would be out for a little longer. She had even thought about having to carry her out, dry her off. It seemed she didn’t need to. How long had she been out? Less than half a minute, maybe.

“Milly…”

Although she had been out for a short time, her vision was still blurry. She rubbed her eyes, trying to clear her vision, and saw Milly’s face, so close.

A few wet white strands clung to her cheek. Her small, cute body, with water droplets rolling down it, added a hint of sensuality.

Hmm, how to say it? It was a little too close.

Close enough to see the water droplets rolling down Milly’s chest.

A sudden impulse. To hold her, to press against her chest, to lick up the water droplets.

Wait.

Too strange. Why would she have such a thought?

The moment she realized her own dirty thoughts, a flush spread across her cooling cheeks.

No…

Just looking at Milly’s profile, Stacy’s heart began to race. Her chest felt tight, as if something were squeezing it, making her breathing ragged. She felt a strange, unfamiliar emotion coiling in her heart, as if something were awakening, making her want to…

To get closer, to hold her tight, to press her down, to taste her.

The thought flashed in her mind, and Stacy froze.

She frantically looked away, her body instinctively pulling back, her hands covering her burning face.

“What am I thinking…”

They were both girls. And she was a Saintess. She shouldn’t have such forbidden thoughts. She had to atone to the Goddess. As a Saintess, how could she have such thoughts?

But the more she tried to restrict herself, the more she couldn’t help but fantasize, imagining everything that would happen with Milly on her. She wondered what kind of cute expression she would make.

Ehehe… ehehehe…

Wait, that voice, that lustful tone, was it really hers?

No, she was a Saintess. How could she have such… such shameful thoughts about a fellow woman?

Her fingers dug into the wall of the pool behind her. It seemed that even with the excessive force, she could still feel the lingering touch of Milly’s skin. She couldn’t forget the feeling of that delicate skin passing through her fingers, as if a little force would break it, making one want to caress it carefully.

She… she had become a little too strange.

Milly tilted her head, looking at the silent Stacy. She could guess what she was thinking. It seemed their Saintess was in a state of conflict. Thinking of this, a wicked smile appeared on Milly’s lips. “Saintess, have you realized how bold you were just now?”

As she spoke, Stacy’s shoulders trembled slightly. But she didn’t show the same flustered expression as before. “It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t started it, I wouldn’t have…”

Her voice faded. Teasing her a little more would be a good choice, but a cornered dog will jump over the wall. If she pushed too far and Stacy pinned her down in the pool, it would be a loss.

First of all, she wasn’t afraid of being counterattacked. It was just that her body was too easy to betray her. The moment Stacy touched her, her body would go limp, and she would be insta-killed. How could she play?

This weak body…

But Stacy’s expression now, it seemed a little off.

Milly narrowed her eyes, carefully examining her face. The Saintess’s long eyelashes were lowered, and as the steam rose, it seemed she was trying hard to endure something.

Could it be…

An absurd idea formed in Milly’s mind. Before, Stacy had been resisting. But after being teased by her, had she helped her to unleash her true nature, to realize what she really wanted?

What was it?

This was not good news.

Milly instinctively took a step back, creating distance between them. This instinctive action made her pause for a moment, and then she began to curse herself.

She had started all this, and now she was about to be cornered by Stacy.

Luckily, it was just the beginning. If it were the one she knew, Milly would probably have been pinned down in the pool by now.

At the same time, seeing Milly retreat, Stacy felt a strange heat, as if the temperature of the pool had risen. She had become so strange. This was not like her at all.

This was too strange.

Stacy buried her head in the water, trying to calm down. If she continued to have such thoughts, who knew what she would do to Milly. And she could feel something budding in her heart.

The once-tense atmosphere suddenly quieted down. One was calming down, the other was looking at the calm water. The rising steam blurred her vision, making it hard to see Stacy.

The Stacy she knew, how was she now? Was she… okay?

The one who would lift her chin with her fingertips, who would call her Little Milly in a sweet voice, the dangerous and wicked… but who would also stand in front of her when she was in danger.

Strangely, she started to miss her a little…

Wait… this thought made Milly pause. Why would she have such a thought?

No, no… it was a hallucination. It had to be a hallucination. She didn’t miss that bastard.

But she was a little worried. Was she… okay?

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