Qiweiya pouted, watching Angela and Fiana display their affection so openly before her.
Noticing Qiweiya’s expression, Fiana gently patted Angela’s hand. “I’ll go soothe Lady Qiweiya. You can enjoy yourself for a while.”
Angela cast a reluctant glance at Fiana, yet she knew she had perhaps gone too far. After a cold huff in Qiweiya’s direction, she released Fiana’s hand.
As Qiweiya gazed boredly at the scenery outside, Fiana stepped into her line of sight. The young woman wore a dark blue outfit, a shade different from Angela’s, and while Angela favored white stockings, Fiana’s were black.
Qiweiya merely spared her a glance. “Hmph~” she huffed petulantly, turning to face the wall.
Fiana couldn’t help but smile wryly; she hadn’t expected the legendary Goddess of Ice and Snow to possess such a childish temperament.
Unlike her sister, Fiana wasn’t overly agitated about Qiweiya having memorized her body’s measurements. After all, Qiweiya had saved her, allowing her to see her beloved sister again, and Fiana considered such a price well worth paying.
Fiana gently placed her hands on Qiweiya’s shoulders. Qiweiya met her gaze with a sigh of resignation. “What is it? If it’s nothing, dismiss yourself. If it’s important, we’ll discuss it tomorrow. It’s that simple.”
Fiana let out a soft chuckle. “So, our Lady Qiweiya still has the temperament of a little girl? I never knew! Lady Qiweiya, since you’ve seen my body, would you perhaps like to see my sister’s?”
Qiweiya, unable to resist, swallowed visibly, her eyes half-lidded. “Will you help me?”
Fiana grinned mischievously, nudging Qiweiya with her elbow. “Lady Qiweiya, remember that a single night of spring is worth a thousand gold! Angela always takes a bath around this time—it’s her habit. I’ll take you to observe her then!”
“I must tell you, don’t be fooled by Angela’s seemingly modest figure; she hides her true assets well. Her physique is even more perfect than mine. Miss this chance, and there won’t be another!”
The struggle on Qiweiya’s small face made Fiana almost unable to resist reaching out to touch her. Finally, Qiweiya haughtily lifted her head, looking down at Fiana. “Commoner! You asked this of me, you know~ I merely couldn’t refuse your enthusiastic invitation, which is why I agreed! You should be grateful and secretly rejoice in your heart.”
“Yes, yes, yes…” Fiana replied perfunctorily, even patting Qiweiya’s head as she did so.
“Commoner! Where are you touching?! Is a god’s head something you can just pat? Talk to me when you’re stronger than me!”
Fiana gestured with her hand. “But I *am* stronger than you right now, aren’t I? So why can’t I touch you?”
Qiweiya watched Fiana’s hand hovering above her head, fuming. “Commoner! How rude! I really shouldn’t have agreed to a commoner’s coercion to do something so beneath my dignity!”
Fiana held Qiweiya down, chuckling. “Alright, alright! If we don’t go now, Angela will finish her bath, and we’ll have wasted our efforts for nothing!”
Qiweiya let out a mournful cry, baring her teeth as she threatened Fiana. “You’re the one leading this! Don’t drag my name through the mud!”
****
“Hey! Why are you touching my butt?!”
“Where? You’re just climbing too slowly! I’ve already bumped into your rear.”
Qiweiya hissed a warning through gritted teeth. “Touch my butt again, and I’ll hit you! I mean it!”
Fiana covered her mouth, stifling a laugh. “Pfft~ Yes, yes, yes! Our Lady Qiweiya is full of majesty! This humble maiden is already trembling in fear and at a loss! Please, have mercy!”
Hearing the girl’s impudent tone, Qiweiya was so enraged she wanted to turn around, grab Fiana, and give her a good smacking, to teach her the consequences of provoking a superior.
As they neared the bathroom’s ventilation duct, “Slap!” Qiweiya clutched her small behind and turned to seize Fiana. Fiana, however, opened her mouth as if to shout, then threateningly pointed to the opposite ventilation duct.
Qiweiya blinked tearfully, a look of injustice on her face, before turning back to continue crawling. Fiana secretly gave a thumbs-up and followed.
In the mist-filled bathroom, two pairs of sneaky eyes peered from the ventilation duct on the wall. “Hey! Don’t push me! Move over a bit, or I’ll touch you!”
“Why aren’t *you* moving over? Do you think you can slander me just because you’re smaller?”
“Hey! I’m pushing you from the front like this!”
The large emerald eyes glared at the crimson ones. “Are we going to watch or not?! Be quiet! If we’re discovered, we’re both doomed!”
The crimson eyes narrowed playfully. “Alright, alright~ I’m really curious what amusing drama would unfold if Angela knew you were peeking.”
“Please don’t forget yourself, Miss Instigator!”
Angela’s fair, translucent skin glistened as clear water cascaded over it. The droplets, traversing peaks and valleys, finally landed with a soft splash on the floor, blossoming into tiny ephemeral flowers.
The emerald eyes widened dramatically. “Oh, oh, oh! I never expected Angela to possess such ‘weapons’ of C-cup caliber! They nearly overwhelmed me from afar!”
The crimson eyes shot a disdainful glance at the emerald ones. “You haven’t even looked below! *That’s* the true paradise!”
The emerald eyes were already transfixed, utterly oblivious to the crimson eyes’ teasing.
Seeing her unresponsiveness, the crimson eyes also focused intently on the captivating sight before them, completely lost in the moment.
****
As the crimson eyes realized the show was nearing its end, they tugged at the mesmerized emerald eyes. “What are you still looking at?! If we don’t leave now, we’ll be discovered!”
The emerald eyes cast a wistful glance at the fading beauty before reluctantly turning to leave.
“!” Qiweiya suddenly grabbed Fiana, pointing at the opposite ventilation duct. “I saw someone else peeking at Angela bathing over there!”
Fiana bristled with indignation. “What?! This is intolerable! How dare someone peek at my precious sister’s body! Argh, you’ll pay with your life!”
“Oh no!” Qiweiya exclaimed in shock as Fiana burst through the window, charging directly towards the opposite ventilation duct.
“Ah! Sister! How could you be here?!” Qiweiya covered her face. ‘It’s over… Farewell, my friend~ I’ll live on, carrying out your last wishes.’
“Lady Qiweiya brought me here! She’s right there!” Qiweiya felt a mouthful of old blood about to spray forth. ‘Damn traitor! What a way to sell out a comrade!’
Finally, Qiweiya reluctantly climbed down and stood obediently before Angela. The way Angela looked at her, like a loathsome insect, made goosebumps rise on Qiweiya’s skin.
In utter indignation, Qiweiya pointed at Fiana. “Angela! Don’t listen to Fiana’s sophistry! She was the one who lured me! Now she shamelessly tries to pin the blame on me! It’s utterly unlike an elder! Watch, I’ll teach her a lesson for you!”
With that, she clenched her fists, ready to charge into battle.
Angela gripped Qiweiya’s shoulders. “I know about my sister’s antics! But for you to succumb to such a childish temptation is what truly surprises me. Tens of thousands of years old, yet still unable to resist temptation like a child?”
Qiweiya felt as if several sharp arrows had pierced her chest, her dignity and integrity rapidly draining away. ‘Ah~ So I still had such things? How wonderful!’
As Angela chastised Qiweiya, she simultaneously scolded Fiana. Unlike Qiweiya’s dramatic reaction, Fiana responded with practiced ease, embodying the philosophy that shamelessness makes one invincible.
The final outcome was Qiweiya’s nightly groans of misery, while Fiana, refreshed, drifted into sweet dreams, reliving the memory of Angela’s body, her pillow completely soaked with drool!