Unlike Shelley, who could swiftly make the right moves in emergencies, Avril stood dumbfounded. She didn’t grasp her situation—or Mefia at all. She didn’t know what to do.
She even stared ahead in bewilderment.
Just moments ago, Shelley Sister had held her, giving her security. Now, she was nestled in Mefia’s arms.
And… she’d thrown herself there willingly.
Avril couldn’t understand.
In her simple mind, Mefia was the ‘bad guy.’ Shelley Sister was the ‘good one.’
Shelley Sister shouldn’t possibly like Mefia.
A faint trace of disappointment rose in her heart. But fear of Mefia still dominated.
The Vampire Lolita in a snow-white dress stood obediently behind Shelley. Her delicate hands lightly held the lace-trimmed skirt hem. Unsure where to put them, she gently fidgeted with the fabric.
Not knowing what to do, the Vampire Lolita watched Shelley and Mefia—and the Maid behind them—cautiously. She dared not make big movements.
While Mefia and Shelley showed their ‘affection,’ Lorin noticed the little one’s gaze. She gave a slight nod. A faint smile touched her lips.
Like Avril, she stayed silent. She waited for Mefia’s instructions.
But compared to nervous Avril, Lorin was far more composed.
“Avril, come with me.”
Just as Avril hesitated, Mefia’s voice cut through.
Mefia hadn’t lingered with Shelley long. Her little Pet was sweet and caring. Adorable, truly.
But to get that damn sister to leave, Mefia kept her promise.
“Huh?”
Avril, already fearing Mefia would come for her, flinched. She looked down.
Her helpless eyes darted to Mefia, then Shelley and Lorin.
She couldn’t grasp why Mefia—just smiling at Shelley Sister—suddenly called her.
Avril hesitated. She took two reluctant steps forward.
Unlike Avril’s confusion and fear, Shelley understood perfectly.
In fact, the moment she heard Mefia’s unusual door sound, she’d guessed her Master came for Avril.
“Master, what’s up~?”
“Can’t you take Shelley too?”
Shelley knew Avril disliked Mefia. She saw the little one’s fear.
She wanted a reason to leave with Avril. But Mefia hadn’t explained why.
Maybe… she wanted to ‘eat’ Avril.
If so, Shelley could do nothing.
Even if Mefia wanted both Pets together, Shelley would obey.
But seeing Avril so scared, Shelley hated leaving her alone.
Going along might let her help a little.
Unable to think of a reason, Shelley gently swung Mefia’s hand. She casually brushed the Princess’s arm against her soft chest.
With a coquettish tone and tender, hopeful eyes—a trick she often used—Shelley usually got her way.
Lorin, behind Mefia, watched with a faint smile. She stole a glance at her Master.
The usually stern, arrogant Princess had a flushed face from Shelley’s teasing.
*Perverted Master.*
Lorin cursed inwardly but couldn’t suppress her smile. Her shoulders trembled with stifled laughter.
“Mm…”
Avril, about to approach Mefia, saw Shelley cling to her again. This time, Shelley Sister had started it. Avril didn’t know what to say. She just stood quietly watching.
Unlike all-knowing Lorin, Avril only saw Shelley Sister flirting.
“…”
Lorin’s quiet chuckle didn’t escape the Princess’s sharp senses.
Avril’s puzzled gaze. Shelley’s hopeful eyes. Lorin’s hidden laughter. Three pairs of eyes watched her. Two were her Pets. One was her lifelong Maid, who knew everything.
Yet Mefia felt embarrassed.
In front of her little Pets.
In front of her Head Maid!
“Little vixen~”
Muttering, her face flushed, Mefia grabbed Shelley’s hand. She yanked her roughly toward the corner.
“Yikes, Master?!”
Shelley, unprepared, gasped. Before the sound faded, Mefia’s face rushed close.
“Ah… mmph…”
“Eep…”
Before Shelley could resist, Mefia pinched her cheeks. She pressed her lips to Shelley’s.
Shelley smelled the girl’s warmth. Panicked, she tried to push Mefia away. But halfway, she stopped. Her restless hands rested obediently on her chest. She let Mefia have her way.
Her beautiful ice-blue eyes lowered. Though not her first kiss, her eyelashes trembled nervously.
Silence reigned. Only soft ‘squelching’ sounds filled the air.
Mefia held Shelley’s face with one hand. With the other, she grabbed the black cat tail hidden behind Shelley.
Then… mischievously, she rubbed the tail’s tip with her thumb.
“Mmmph…”
Electric shock surged through Shelley. She couldn’t cry out. The wall behind offered no support. She slumped into Mefia’s arms.
A glistening droplet escaped her lips. Her half-lidded ice-blue eyes were watery. Still trapped, Shelley’s face flushed. She struggled to breathe.
“Hmph.”
Seeing the dazed look in her eyes, Mefia reluctantly let go. She licked her lips, savoring the taste.
“Mm, so sweet~”
Teasingly, she whispered in Shelley’s ear.
Watching Shelley, limp and helpless, Mefia’s eyes gleamed with triumph.
This was the proper Master and Pet relationship.
How dare a Pet flirt with her Master?
