"E-Egeria?!" Furina, who had been sitting quietly in the corner of the bed, hugging a lace pillow and trying to make herself inconspicuous while watching the drama unfold, instantly froze. She shot upright, the ahoge on her head standing on end in terror. "W-What are you talking about?!"
Furina simply could not believe her ears.
She had never imagined that the holy and gentle first-generation deity she had always worshipped and revered could wear such a saintly, loving expression while casually saying something so utterly outrageous!
What did she mean, pushing her out there to "set an example"?!
Was that the kind of thing someone could just go out and set an example for?!
Seeing Furina's flustered, red-faced appearance as she repeatedly waved her hands in refusal, Egeria let out a soft sigh, her tone carrying even a hint of regret that Furina had failed to live up to expectations. "Sigh, it seems little Furina is far too shy as well. In that case, there's nothing to be done. I, as the elder here, can only step in personally and scout out the path ahead for all of you."
After saying that, she ignored the two little Hydro Archons, who had completely short-circuited, and turned her gaze toward Qianyi. Leaning forward slightly, her icy blue hair spilled down like waves with the movement.
She did not rise. Instead, in an exceptionally languid yet oppressive posture, she slowly crawled toward Qianyi across the broad round bed.
The satin sheets brushed beneath her knees, making a faint rustling sound.
As Egeria drew closer, Furina and Furina seemed to have been struck by a paralysis spell. They held their breath without realizing it, pressed tightly together, and clenched the sheets with both hands. Too nervous to even breathe, they could only watch helplessly