Damn it!

I will pry open your mouth under the influence of alcohol and make you admit with your own lips that you don’t like Sister Letia, so I’ll have a reason to tell Lady Karina and have her take charge of the situation.

Mira gulped down wine as she poured for Lily.

Staring at the full glass of pale yellow liquid that smelled of alcohol and honey, Lily didn’t know how to begin.

“Come, a toast to our meeting… huh? Where’s the cup?”

Before Mira could pick up the cup, it was snatched away by Letia.

“Sorry, Lily can’t hold her liquor, may I drink for her?”

“Huh? Sister Letia, are you going to drink with me!”

“I also feel bad about it, I’m truly sorry for betraying your feelings, but I really don’t feel anything for you; the world is wide and full of other beauties, I wish you find your ideal Langjun!”

“Ugh! Sister Letia…” Mira’s eyes filled with tears.

“Say nothing, it’s all in the wine.”

Letia grabbed the cup and drank it in one gulp; Mira hesitated for a moment, then also lifted her cup and poured the mead into her stomach.

She had thought she had a decent tolerance and that the mead was low-proof, so one cup shouldn’t matter, but Mira’s head became a little dizzy.

With a thud, Mira set the empty cup on the coffee table.

Letia gave Lily a look, and Lily, enlightened, cheerfully refilled Mira’s cup.

Looking at the wine in the cup, a faint smile flickered across Mira’s face.

“Sister Letia, do you really prefer bigger ones?”

“Huh?” Letia was stunned for a moment. “Bigger what?”

“As if you didn’t know—of course I mean bust size!” Mira shouted boisterously, “Look, Sister Lily’s chest is so big and mine is so small, it must be because of that!”

“That’s not it, you misunderstand, and besides, I’m not that big…”

“You’re even showing off to me, how awful—aaaaah!”

Mira grabbed the cup and drained it, putting the empty cup on the coffee table in a rage.

“Fill it up again!—”

“Uh, um, okay, please enjoy…”

Lily gulped as she refilled Mira’s cup.

Mira was tipsy; her eyes were vacant and she staggered, ready to collapse to the floor at any moment.

She frowned as she looked at Lily’s figure.

What on earth is so good about this person that my sister would be wholeheartedly devoted?

This—this is just a gentle, virtuous, clever, understanding… face is cute, and chest is big girl; what’s so special about her?

Huh? It seems like it’s all positives; doesn’t she have any flaws?

“How awful—aaaaah!—”

Mira, frustrated, grabbed the cup and drank the mead again.

“Mira, you can’t drink any more…” Letia worriedly advised.

“Waiter, fill it up again!—”

“Huh? Waiter?”

“That’s you, hurry up and fill it, or I’ll complain about you!”

“Ah, yes yes, sir/ma’am, whatever you say…”

To stop Mira from making a scene, Lily had no choice but to play the waiter.

Come to think of it, a waiter? Lily actually thought that if she ever had to be independent one day, being a waiter might be a decent choice.

Smack! Mira slammed the table hard.

“No matter what, I will never accept Sister Lily!”

“Uh,” Letia was momentarily at a loss for words, “are you still on this topic…”

“Do you know, Sister Letia…” Mira swayed; Lily was truly worried she would fall, “I struggled desperately to be able to stay with you, to take human form, so I could embrace my beloved sister!”

Mira raised the cup and poured the mead into herself again.

“In the end, some nobody came out of nowhere and stole the important Sister Letia; who can understand this feeling, Sister Letia, can you understand me!”

“Say nothing, it’s all in the wine.”

“Alright, tonight we won’t leave until we’re drunk!”

Mira downed her cup in one gulp. Letia hadn’t drunk yet, but Mira had already finished, and Letia held her cup awkwardly, not knowing what to do, and finally put it back in place.

“Fill it up again!—”

“Is it okay…” Lily asked with concern.

“Are you worried I can’t pay for the drinks!”

“This is the wine you brought yourself!” Lily retorted helplessly, “You can’t drink any more, one more and you’ll be drunk—no, it seems you already are!”

“Mm, huh?” Mira looked at Lily and seemed to recognize her, “Why care about me, we’re supposed to be rivals in love!”

“This has nothing to do with being rivals!”

“I’m supposed to come to break you two up, and yet you’re so nice to me—how can I bear it… how can I bear it!—”

“You’re really drunk, you should stop drinking!”

“I’m not, I’m not drunk…” Mira staggered and glanced at Letia, “Wah? Why are there many Sister Letias… it feels so happy!”

“You’re just seeing things!” Lily remarked beside her.

Mira looked bewildered, seemingly unable to think properly; she swayed and nearly fell to the floor, fortunately Lily steadied her in time.

Lily patted Mira’s cheek, but Mira showed no sign of waking.

It looked like she had lost consciousness and couldn’t go home by herself.

“What should we do now, should we dump Mira on the street?”

“No,” Letia shook her head, “our dragon clan and fox clan are old allies; if we throw a fox girl onto the street, it might cause a serious diplomatic incident.”

“Alright, I also can’t bear to toss her out on the street.”

“By the way, who exactly is this girl?” Letia remained puzzled, “Could she be sent by Mother to spy on us?”

“Huh? Didn’t you notice?” Lily asked in surprise, “She should be the little wife who came for you; Auntie said there was a fox-girl who had a one-sided love for you.”

“Oh, it seems there really was such a thing…”

Letia finally pieced it together: Mira was the fox clan’s little princess, a pure-hearted girl who loved Letia silently, though Letia had no recollection of past events.

Five hundred years ago, Letia often wandered in desolate forests and mountains to avoid Mother pressuring her to marry, and she met many small animals.

Perhaps Mira was one of them. Having saved so many animals, Letia couldn’t remember every face, and she didn’t expect them to repay her.

Talk of “great kindness never forgotten, the girl offers herself” and such is nonsense; gratitude and love cannot be bound together.

In any case, they’d better carry Mira to the guest room and let her sleep well.

They’d continue the “affection show” tomorrow morning and let Mira give up when she sees how hard it is.