Volume 2, Chapter 38 – Silently Watching You ‘Act’

In the early morning, our Miss Yumo was currently feeling a bit complicated.

Back in the Deepwinter Forest, the child-like little Mengxi would often act spoiled and cute, insisting on sleeping with “Sister Yumo”. Initially, Yumo had agreed because who could find the heart to refuse such an adorable child? Besides, Yumo had always had a weak spot for children.

However, after sleeping together once, Miss Yumo refused to continue being the little girl’s body pillow. Instead, after coaxing her to sleep, she would cautiously sit on a chair to the side and enter ‘statue mode’. The main reason she didn’t want to snuggle with such a cute little thing was that Mengxi’s sleeping posture was simply too poor. It was appallingly bad.

After emerging from ‘statue mode’, Miss Yumo was shocked by the scene before her eyes. Miss Mengxi, who was originally lying properly on the bed while hugging her, had somehow rolled onto the floor along with the sheets and quilts.

Before, Mengxi had been hugging her neck, but now? Mengxi had somehow turned completely around and was inexplicably hugging Yumo’s thigh. She was clinging to her like a sloth with one warm, fair, and slender leg tightly clamped around Yumo’s waist, while a delicate white foot was shoved right against Yumo’s small face.

Was she truly worthy of being the Chosen Maiden? ‘Even her little feet carry a unique frag- wait! What am I thinking?!’

After shaking the strange thoughts from her head, Miss Yumo looked down with a helpless gaze at the beautiful silver-haired girl stuck to her like an octopus. However, as soon as she looked down, Yumo’s azure eyes narrowed slightly.

Due to their current positions, the moment she lowered her head, Miss Mengxi’s white cotton panties were exposed to her view. Although she had seen Miss Mengxi’s underwear many times, she had even been the one to change her clothes over the past few days, seeing such a suggestive scene first thing in the morning still made Yumo’s face flush slightly.

She frowned slightly. ‘Honestly, how could someone who is the Chosen Maiden, such a beautiful and cute existence, have such a terrible sleeping posture? Also, what on earth happened last night?! Why did it turn out like this!!’ Miss Yumo couldn’t help but complain wildly in her heart.

However, it seemed she just had to adapt to the current situation as quickly as possible. After all, they weren’t in the Deepwinter Forest anymore. Her current identity was that of a ‘weak’ slave girl, and if she wanted to stay by the female lead’s side, she had to act the part well. Any resistance had to be for show.

Considering that Mengxi might often use her as a body pillow in the future, she really needed to get used to this kind of life. But if she remained completely still while being clung to like this, wouldn’t it look too fake?

With that thought, Yumo began her ‘struggle’. Of course, to avoid raising Mengxi’s suspicion and to keep her identity hidden, the strength Yumo used was strictly kept within the limits of a little girl.

However, this amount of strength was enough to ‘awaken’ the female lead. Upon sensing the struggle of the little girl in her arms, the silver-haired girl’s delicate body trembled slightly as she slowly opened her drowsy eyes.

After releasing Yumo’s thigh, Mengxi crawled in front of Yumo, her three thousand strands of soft silver hair brushing against Yumo’s face.

“Good morning, little one~”

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As she spoke, Mengxi got up and stretched happily.

Then, her light purple eyes gazed meaningfully at Yumo.

“Speaking of which, little sister, what’s your name?”

“Huh?”

Hearing this, Yumo, who had just gotten up from the floor and was putting on her outer clothes, was momentarily stunned. Normally, shouldn’t she ask where this place is first? Wait, No. She probably asked that last night, right?

Though puzzled inside, Yumo prioritized answering Mengxi’s question. Of course, Yumo couldn’t tell the truth and instead used the prepared story she had ready.

“Um, sister, I… I don’t remember. After those people caught me, I don’t remember anything from before…”

“Oh, I see. I understand.”

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Huh?

Hearing Mengxi’s unquestioning words, Yumo was momentarily stunned.

‘She… she believes it just like that? Then weren’t my other prepared explanations wasted?’

Before Yumo could recover, Mengxi’s face suddenly leaned close to Yumo’s, causing the latter to instinctively step back a few times.

“Sister?”

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“Since you don’t remember, how about I give you a name? What do you think?”

“Mm, I’d like that!”

Yumo said with a hint of ‘excitement’. After all, having Mengxi give her disguised identity a name was also part of Miss Yumo’s original plan. Yumo inwardly felt pleased that the plan was proceeding smoothly. However, the next moment, Yumo’s body suddenly trembled…

“Then, I’ll call you Little Mo. How about it? Do you like it?”

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‘This… this name?!’

The moment she heard the name, Yumo froze all over. After all, ‘Little Mo’ seemed somewhat close to her real name? Could she have been discovered?

Puzzled, Yumo slowly looked up and met Mengxi’s beautiful light purple eyes. Her eyes were filled with an inviolable holiness, warmth, and expectation, without a trace of hostility or suspicion.

‘Huh? Is this… just my imagination?’

Yumo comforted herself inwardly. Then, she put on a bright and delighted smile.

“Mm!! I like any name Sister gives me!”

Hearing this, Mengxi smiled slightly. Then, Miss Mengxi looked around puzzledly at the surroundings and the view outside the window. She deliberately asked the question Yumo had been waiting for.

“Speaking of which, Little Mo, where exactly are we?”

Hearing this question, Yumo inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

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Right, this is the key question!

Taking a deep breath, Miss Yumo began her feigned explanation.

“That day, after you fainted, the soldiers from Windward City…”

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Yumo began enthusiastically narrating the ‘history’ while Miss Mengxi leaned quietly against the windowsill, silently watching the pink-haired girl before her, occasionally asking a few questions in response. A barely perceptible hint of amusement gradually surfaced in the silver-haired girl’s light purple eyes.

And so, time passed minute by minute and Yumo’s explanation came to an end.

After listening to the pink-haired girl’s words, Mengxi suddenly clasped her hands together, putting on an ‘I see’ expression.

“So that’s how it was. That really was a close call~”

As she spoke, Mengxi, now changed into her tattered knight attire, cast a grateful look at Yumo.

“Well, thank you for taking care of me recently.”

This time, her words carried a hint of genuine sincerity.

“It’s nothing. It’s what I should do.”

Yumo showed a sweet smile. And just then, Miss Yumo couldn’t help but frown.

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Although she was in a completely suppressed state of power, Miss Yumo could still sense the nearby situation. At that moment, several aggressive holy magic auras abruptly intruded into her perception range.

A few seconds later, Mengxi also frowned slightly, looking somewhat displeased toward the bedroom door.

The next moment,

“Boom!!”

“Miss Mengxi! Are you alright?!”

Accompanied by someone’s anxious, deep roar, the room door was suddenly flung open! A man nearly two meters tall, built like an ox, with fiery red hair as vibrant as a Saiya-jin’s, abruptly barged into Mengxi’s bedroom! Behind him were several knights of the Ashurmos Church and a panting young priestess…

Judging from the emblem on the red-haired man’s chest and the dense holy magic aura surrounding him, it wasn’t hard to tell that this red-haired man was one of the ten Earth Apostles of the Ashurmos Church.

Upon entering Mengxi’s room, this fiery man looked with immense excitement and joy at the stunning silver-haired woman leaning against the windowsill! At the same time, his peripheral vision noticed the pink-haired little girl beside her. And upon noticing the slave tattoo on the pink-haired girl’s ankle, the red-haired man suddenly showed an expression of disgust and contempt.

“Where did this trash come from? How dare she appear in the Chosen Maiden’s room?! Get out!”

As he spoke, a terrifying holy aura suddenly erupted from the red-haired man’s body, crashing toward the ‘delicate and weak’ pink-haired girl with overwhelming force.

Clearly, this red-haired man despised slaves and didn’t want to touch them, so he intended to blast this pink-haired girl away with an aura storm.

Realizing this, Miss Yumo couldn’t help but purse her lips.

‘Wait? Speaking of which, should I pretend to be blown away?’