The Vidyadhara Are All Completely Insane! (Continued)

First of all, Nightingale was a child with a wonderful personality: kind, innocent, and deeply empathetic. Doing one good deed a day was simply her daily routine.

A bitter childhood had left no stain upon her character. Under the Dream Master's careful nurturing and her dear brother's dedicated protection, Nightingale had grown into a dreamlike maiden who could be described with every beautiful word in existence.

Yet a maiden was still a maiden; a little jealousy was inevitable.

She watched with her own eyes as an inexplicable stranger appeared, hugging Eden's arm as intimately as if they were the same person. When Eden looked back into the other woman's eyes, they were filled with an indescribable tenderness, practically more doting than when Eden looked at her.

Therefore, Nightingale wrapped her arms around Eden's other arm, glaring unhappily at Elysia.

Sister Eden had never smiled at me like that! Clearly, I came first!

The next second, she realized—wait, was this pink-haired maiden opposite her simply too pretty?

"Hi! I'm Elysia, you can call me Ellie, and of course, if you could call me the charming Pink Fairy Lady, I'd be even happier! Miss Nightingale, as bright and dazzling as starlight, let's become good~ friends~ right now~"

The last few words carried an obvious sense of playfulness, like a prank, or perhaps some kind of heart-fluttering invitation.

"Hiss!!"

Nightingale drew in a sharp breath.

Her face was a perfect score, her smile a perfect score, her fair, tender skin a perfect score, and her gorgeous eyes—looking like blooming fireworks or carrying starlight—were an even more perfect score.

This was a test paper with a perfect score, hitting every single question regarding charm with absolute, flawless precision.

Nightingale dizzily faltered for a moment, and then, her hostility deepened.

(yi`'yi) stare--

"Uh, I just