But no one asked her.
Rosaliya felt her whole body go limp as she slumped into her seat.
"Ugh~"
Someone was stroking her tail.
And it wasn't just one person.
All the students had gathered around, taking advantage of the break to play with Rosaliya's tail.
She felt as though a thousand hands were gliding over its smooth surface. Their movements were practiced, and the girls' sweet breaths left her struggling to breathe.
She couldn't even speak.
"What a cute tail! How did Rosaliya grow it?"
"The surface is smooth and cool, like soft glass!"
"I really want to lick it!"
"Slurp~"
"..."
Everything Rosaliya was going through, Liliya was going through as well.
They had been teased until they couldn't straighten their backs, unable to say a word as they swallowed their wettest whimpers deep in their throats.
So many people at once...
They were going to break!
Suppressing her moans, Liliya lay sprawled over her desk, her delicate body trembling slightly as she let them have their way with her.
The people of St. Freya didn't care where their tails had come from.
They simply wanted to touch them. To lick them.
A terrifying place, inhabited by a group of terrifying people.
They were drowned in the girls' cheerful chatter and laughter, nearly losing themselves. The reason was probably that they were simply too cute.
The girls here came from all over the world.
They had different identities, different ages, and came from many different ethnicities.
But they were all Valkyrie trainees.
They were more straightforward, more inclined not to judge heroes by their origins, and unconcerned with tedious details.
Why care about all that? Just touch them.
Rosaliya and Liliya knew nothing at all about St. Freya, which had led to their current predicament.
The break seemed