Seeing Sivie make that gesture, Shade smiled and asked:
"Are you sure? Last night, you fell asleep after just half an hour."
Sivie recalled what had happened last night. Having just tasted the delicious little snack, the witch naturally went to Shade's room again, but she had been too excited and had not performed very well.
Blushing, she defended herself:
"Megan has experience. I'll get better with practice too. How will I know if I don't try?"
But this time, after only twenty minutes, Sivie, feeling as though she had turned into clay for Shade to knead as he pleased, pushed him away:
"No, I'm not in good shape today. Fishing just now was too tiring, and this room is too cold."
Still defending herself, she pushed Shade toward the washroom:
"Go see the others. I think I'm going to take a nap."
As she spoke, she actually fell asleep on the bed. Thus, five minutes later, Miss Hailey Aurora, whom Shade had summoned after washing up, carefully knocked before entering the room.
The smell in the room made her blush and her heart race—though she did not know what that meant. And the sight of her Teacher beneath a blanket in the warm room made her cover her mouth and let out a quiet cry.
The sound woke Sivie from her light sleep. As she sat up, the blanket slid down from her smooth skin, allowing Miss Aurora to see even more:
"Teacher, are you all right?"
Sivie was not flustered. Her apprentice would learn about such things sooner or later:
"Shade has already left, right? Help me to the washroom."
"All right, teacher. You're fine, right?"
The Witch Apprentice was uneasy.
"It's fine. The Witch Curse has absolutely no effect on Shade. Just now, I fully displayed a