"Ah, open wide, Lady Durandal."
Once again, Rita tore off a small piece of meat by hand and held it to Durandal's lips. Her wine-red eyes watched the beauty before her with a smile.
Although Rita liked "children" like Theresa, Durandal alone... whether she was a loli or a mature beauty, Rita would like her all the same.
Because ever since joining Schicksal, the bond between Rita and Durandal had been firmly bound together.
They had traveled through bubble universes together and gone on missions together.
Having faced life and death side by side, they had long since formed a bond that could neither be separated nor replaced.
"Um... Rita, I should do it myself!"
Seeing Rita feed her by hand yet again, Durandal hesitated slightly. Wasn't she being a little too lazy? She had hands and feet... there was absolutely no need for someone else to feed her!
"But Lady Durandal, aren't I you? We're doing it ourselves!"
Tilting her cute little head, Rita blinked, her face carrying a trace of confusion. Weren't they doing it themselves?
"Uh, that's true."
They were both her, after all. There was no need to be so formal with herself.
Sure enough, her one soul and two bodies were different from others'. Other people had completely identical thoughts and personalities; they merely had two bodies.
But in her case, her thoughts were affected by the original personalities of the Valkyrie bodies.
Having figured that out, Durandal stopped standing on ceremony and obediently let Rita feed her. Besides, it felt nice. Her body and mind were both at ease.
Rita liked taking care of Durandal. As Rita, she did not feel tired at all when caring for Durandal; on the contrary, she was very happy.
And as Durandal, being cared for by Rita also