Chapter 313: Brake Failure

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The time spent revising was longer than the time spent writing. At last, it had evaded the reviewer's sniper shot...

Chapter 313: Brake Failure

"A lap pillow?"

As the name implied, it meant using the part of a girl's thighs above the knees as a pillow. It was an act found only between friends, couples, and lovers—a symbol of trust, intimacy, dependence, warmth, and peace.

Artoria's eyes drifted downward as she glanced at Aya's thighs.

They seemed a little lacking for use as a pillow, but in terms of softness, they probably would not lose out.

Then there was the "accompanying service" of a lap pillow: looking upward while resting on a girl's thighs—given Aya's currently modest figure, there was naturally no beautiful, magnificent scenery to behold, but seeing the girl's face turn red with embarrassment seemed like a rather nice pleasure as well.

"Let me give you a lap pillow, Artoria-chan." Aya tilted her head and looked at Artoria with pitiful eyes.

"That does seem like a good suggestion." Artoria smiled faintly.

Aya let out a breath of relief. "That's great..."

"Did you think I would simply agree to that?"

"Huh?"

Artoria half-covered her eyes with one hand. "It really is a good suggestion, but I refuse."

"Huh~~~?"

"Because I want to see that cute look on your face when you're being bullied." Artoria said with a smile, pinching Aya's chin.

This was bad. Although this King of Knights had not changed outwardly, her heart had completely turned dark!

A knight's restraint and sense of honor had been cast aside, replaced by a warrior's desire to conquer and a king's desire to control. Darkened Artoria was a true-blue sadistic tyrant who would mercilessly exploit girls.

"If I got a lap pillow, I'd probably fall asleep." Artoria placed a