"But... on Little Yiyi's body~ the magic elements are so abundant~ so plentiful~"

Just as I was pondering how to shake off this little elf clinging to my finger, she suddenly froze. After twirling once in the air, she whispered softly, "Not at all like a Milo Beast... wait... Little Yiyi, you...?"

Huh?

Her words startled me instantly. I subconsciously stepped back—had she realized I was an Angel?

Before my wild thoughts could spiral further, that energetic voice rang in my ear again, snapping me from my panic.

"Little Yiyi, you... really now, your shirt buttons have all fallen off~ Even as a flat-chested little loli, loose buttons won’t give much fan service, but still... Hmm, that dazed, confused look, those twinkling eyes—you’re as cute as an angel. Master, how about sewing it up for her~?"

As she spoke, the little elf named Xia playfully pressed my finger, then drifted slowly to Tida’s long ear, wiggling like she was whispering secrets. Elves have freakishly sharp hearing thanks to those pointed ears—and more importantly, their ears are as sensitive as an Angel’s wings.

Hmm, I suddenly wondered what expression this blank-faced Elf girl would make if someone pinched her ears—but as a Contract Beast, I had no right to say that.

Hey hey, after the Throne Struggle ends and I sneak away from my master... I’ll try touching this Elf’s ears... Ugh, headache.

"Hmm..." Tida seemed to sense my gaze. She glanced gently at me and Xia, then walked steadily closer, her light purple hair swaying softly in the breeze. "Miss Lilith, do you agree?"

"Ah... um..." Lilith nodded at her calm, unrefusable tone but subtly edged toward me, gripping my hand tightly.

Still, I was slightly startled when Tida pulled out a bundle of needles and colorful thread balls from her clothes. An emotionless, mature-looking girl carrying sewing kits...

Wait... were these threads for binding people and needles for skin-piercing torture...? I felt like I’d uncovered something huge.

Luckily, Tida simply sewed back the button lost during my recent fight with the Frostblood Cuckoo. No weird needle tricks. I must’ve overthought it—but my Angel’s intuition said her gaze held something special.

Ah... being stared at by this expressionless Elf girl made my face burn. I used to adore girls with this moe point.

Then my master—seeing my flushed cheeks—roughly stroked my wing. My body went limp instantly. I clenched my teeth hard to choke back the moan threatening to escape.

After about a minute, Tida tilted her head at my red face, still speaking flatly: "All sewn up."

"Hehe, Master’s so skillful! You’ll be a perfect wife and mother someday!" Xia swung like a swing on Tida’s light purple hair. "Ah... emotionless master caring for a timid loli~ this pairing is just... uh, Master, stop giving me that look!"

"Come with me to the Elf Village. Consider it payment."

Tida ignored Xia flitting through her flowing hair. The Elf girl in her black cloak spoke commandingly, voice devoid of emotion: "Because Angels are very rare."

The moment her words landed, my eyes widened as I stared at her still-expressionless face.

How... how could she know I’m an Angel?