After coming out of the bath, Miss Tiran yawned as she returned to her room, claiming that she wanted to sleep well, but it was clear to anyone that she was just using it as an excuse to go back to her reclusive life as a shut-in.

"Rare leisure time, and you're not going to enjoy the life of a shut-in? Do you really have to exercise?!"

That really hit the nail on the head.

In the end, it was all about the war between human nations, and his concern for this matter was solely because Tiran was the princess of Milanía. Since Miss Tiran had already said that, Aya naturally wouldn't worry about it either.

After Miss Tiran went back to her room, the spacious bath was left to Aya alone... or was it just her and a dragon? And at this time, even the maids should have just woken up, so it was unlikely that anyone would notice Aya and Tiran had used the bath so soon. There was no need to worry about someone barging in, so Aya felt quite relaxed.

Casually wrapping a towel around her waist, Aya took another towel and started drying her hair as she walked towards the dressing room, pausing briefly in front of the huge mirror at the entrance of the bath.

Come to think of it, although she had been using this human form for a while, it seemed like she hadn't really observed herself carefully. The magic consumption was much lower when she transformed into a human form compared to other forms, indicating that this physique was most suitable for her as a Dragon.

The wine-red pupils and white hair came from her dragon form, fortunately her skin didn't show an exaggerated paleness like humans with albinism, looking quite natural.

Her features... based on Miss Tiran's reactions, they should be considered decent.

The muscle lines on her chest and abdomen didn't reach the perfect level of aesthetic perfection like a Greek sculpture, but compared to how she looked even a bit frail when wearing clothes, she surprisingly had a solid physique.

... It seemed like her chest muscles were about the same size as Miss Tiran's.

Then her gaze moved downward, wait, should she not continue to look down?

"Last night..."

Aya felt a hint of shyness again. Ah, well, how should she put it? After all, they had already done that kind of thing, so she was considered... graduated?

Recalling the expressions on Miss Tiran's face last night, from shyness to happiness, then frustration and finally to unsatisfied desire, Aya couldn't help but feel embarrassed. No, no, no, that wasn't me! I'm still a pure good child!

Honestly, if she hadn't experienced it herself, Aya would never have believed it happened in reality. Tiran even solemnly swore that after such exaggerated reactions, it would only happen in doujinshi.

...Of course, she probably wouldn't say that after last night.

But why was Aya so much more extreme than the characters in the doujinshi? This level was simply intolerable for a normal person! The princess insisted on her innocence. And in a way, Miss Tiran did seem to quite enjoy it—an extremely close combat type Holy Rank with astonishing physical strength, aside from the initial pain and discomfort, remarkably she accepted it perfectly... cough cough cough!

No, no, she couldn't think about these messy things anymore!!!

Aya slapped her cheeks hard, as if to shake off the inappropriate thoughts in her mind. If she accidentally let slip a word to Mimi, she would be in big trouble.

After doing all this, Aya repeatedly made sure that her reflection in the mirror didn't reveal any unnatural expressions, nodded, and turned to leave the bathroom.

At the moment Aya turned around, the door leading to the dressing room was pushed open from the outside.

"Eh?"

A woman who walked in had a completely different figure from Miss Tiran, with two white rabbits almost bursting out from under her bath towel wrapped around her body, as if they were about to jump out any moment. Her cherry blossom-colored, shoulder-length hair and perfect figure made her seem almost inhuman.

In fact, she really was inhuman.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no! Why, why, why, why, why is Miss Mimi here?! Aya almost blurted out a series of questions she couldn't hold in.

"Good morning," Mimi spoke first while Aya was still in shock.

"Uh... eh?" Aya was stunned for a moment, subconsciously responding, "Um, good morning?"

"Huh... Your Highness, did you also come to take a bath this early, right after exercising? But even so, you should remember to cover yourself with a towel properly, what if Aya sees your body..."

Ah, this, Aya suddenly felt there were too many loopholes to even start pointing them out, but having been with Tiran for so long, her ability to nitpick had visibly improved, quickly catching up with Mimi's line of thought.

Which parallel universe Tiran was the one who got up early to exercise? And why would she think I'm her? Just because I'm flat-chested?! Miss Tiran would cry! And what's with the big deal if I see anything? It really riles up the dragon within me to hear such things! I have seen and even touched and licked and rubbed last night, Miss Mimi, aren't you mad huh hey!

—Of course, this was all happening within Aya's internal monologue, or else it wouldn't be very pleasant if Mimi overheard.

It was then that Aya noticed that the beautiful blue eyes of the head maid showed no focus, no spark, giving the impression of a malfunctioning puppet... oops, sorry, another odd comparison.

Could it be that Mimi also hadn't slept well like herself yesterday? Aya guessed so.

Indeed, she hadn't slept well. Although the reason she hadn't slept well was completely different from a certain dragon and a certain princess.

Compared to the raging and fiery couple, Miss Mimi had a completely different meaning of staying up all night... working.

Firstly, there was the approval for the repair of the damaged areas of the castle. Originally, there were several secretaries in the castle who handled such matters, but they had been sent away along with the maids when Justice prepared for battle.

The issue was that due to the evacuation of residents by the Beacon City, the workload for the secretaries had increased drastically, resulting in a shortage of manpower. Upon Mimi's approval, they had been sent over there, forcing her to patrol the front courtyard area of the castle by herself, which had been through the baptism of fire.

Secondly, there was the paperwork and compensation work for the fallen soldiers. Since it was the residence where royal members were housed, the funds for this were allocated from the treasury after evaluation. Although Mimi was usually a meticulous and responsible head maid, after spending the entire night laboring alone in the study, Miss Mimi also had some complaints about this tedious confirmation work.

In addition to this, there was the coordination with the central military of Gilliast and Beacon for defense joint operations, distribution of subsequent defensive forces, but this was for later.

However, she persevered throughout the night and completed the castle's internal affairs for the first two items.

As a result, Miss Mimi was now at her wits' end.

"It's as if I can see her soul escaping..." Aya muttered in her heart, but dared not move a muscle on the surface.

Fortunately, Miss Mimi was now completely disoriented, with her eyes failing to recognize Aya, swaying like a robot as she indiscriminately removed the bath towel wrapped around her body, leaving her delicate figure exposed to the air... and to Aya's gaze.

Maid Mistress, your figure really crushes Miss Tiran's.

Aya silently sighed and turned quickly to leave that dangerous place.

"Phew... dodged a bullet."

After hearing no movement from the bath, Aya sighed in relief in the dressing room. Mimi was probably quietly taking a bath now, although there was still a possibility she might fall asleep in the water... in a way, Aya hoped that Mimi would exhaust her physical stamina in the water, proving that Mimi was soluble in water, solving her own worries. But the likelihood of that happening was slim.

All in all, it was best to change into different clothes quickly and slip out to find Miss Tiran and coordinate their alibis before Mimi could detect any clues and questions were posed that would reveal incriminating evidence.

"Clothes, clothes..." Aya stood in front of her wardrobe where her regular clothes were missing, replaced by a modified mini skirt version of a black and white maid outfit, with black lace stockings, platform high heels, and a matching lace headband...

"I really shouldn't have let her go out first, should I? That explains the rush..." Aya sighed while covering her face, as expected, it wasn't too surprising yet it wasn't beyond reason.

"Kaga! Tiran, oh my, you're so naive! Now that this dragon's magic has been unsealed, transforming a set of clothes with scales is a piece of cake haha!"

Aya scoffed and closed the wardrobe door, starting to channel her magic.

Splash.

Wait, could that sound be... Aya had a sinking feeling, the sound of water was coming from the direction of the bath, could it be Masaka?! Did she sense her magic fluctuations?!

Aya panicked. Mimi, as a Demon, had highly sensitive magical perception, and in this unclear state, this sort of instinct-like perception might be even more agile, meaning even behind a closed door, she might pick up on something.

Ssss... Aya's mind was filled with all sorts of malicious speculations about Miss Tiran. Maybe Mimi led her here...

Are you hoping to see me in a maid outfit?! Aya gritted her teeth, damn it, I won't let you have your way!

With a determined heart, Aya, wrapped in a bath towel, was about to leave.

"Ellie, are you in charge of cleaning the bath today?"

"Yes! But... um, it seems like someone is inside..."

"..." Aya, just can't catch a break.

Although she wanted to let loose, in the end, under the balance of reason, she made the most logical choice...

"Hey, good morning, Ellie-chan."

"Huh? It's Sister Aya! What are you doing here!"

"I... well, I woke up early, exercised, then took a bath..." Aya forced a smile to explain. "If there's nothing else, I'll be on my way."

"Oh, okay, goodbye, Sister Aya!"

The golden-haired twin-tailed girl watched Aya's hurried departure with confusion.

Meanwhile, soaking in the bath, Mimi, leaning her head against the edge of the pool, restlessly turned her body, causing a rushing sound of water.