"Mm..."
Guinaifen stood awkwardly outside the door, mop in hand.
A woman's sweet, blissful voice passed unreservedly through the door and reached her ears.
(Miss Rita...?)
Guinaifen... well, it wasn't exactly surprising.
After all, no matter how innocent Guinaifen was, she wouldn't readily believe that nothing had happened between Rita and Liu Bai.
But what shocked her a little was...
(Her voice... sounded that happy?)
Guinaifen was astonished by that.
Though it might have sounded like she'd lost all common sense, Guinaifen had always assumed, because of her preconceived notions, that this wasn't something particularly pleasant.
She had even somewhat demonized it.
Like how only one party would be happy, or how it absolutely couldn't feel good.
Though those thoughts would fall apart under closer scrutiny, as long as she didn't think too deeply about them, that flimsy veil of shame would remain.
But now, Rita's voice had torn away that already-loose veil.
As a woman and a singer, Guinaifen could clearly hear just how many "elements of happiness" were contained within that wild, beautiful voice.
Love, happiness, joy... those three things simply and crudely filled those frenzied cries that could hardly be called singing.
(Mm... Guinaifen, what are you thinking? What does this have to do with you?)
Guinaifen patted her cheeks. Everyone had their own happiness and joy. Maybe this just happened to be Rita's?
*(...)*
Still, it was a little shocking.
Guinaifen silently moved away from the room with her mop.
Human voices were contagious. More than that, human instinct could tell whether a kind of happiness was "normal happiness" or "distorted happiness."
Humans were more social than they imagined themselves to be.
Without question, the sounds Rita was making now were sounds that represented safety.
...They could even be called "safe reproduction sounds."
Even among the