I'm Going to Kill It! (Continued)

It's like it's already happened...

Maria seemed used to it and didn't say much, just put one arm around her shoulder and flipped through a book with the other.

They noticed that the girl slightly turned her head away after waking up.

"Woke up?"

"... Um."

With a slightly flushed face, Lamaline carefully pulled herself out of Maria's embrace, turning her head slightly away, not wanting to say anything more.

What could she possibly say at this point?

Sister, you smell so good, are you tempting me to just have a quickie?

Putting aside whether her sense of shame would allow her to say such things, just thinking about it made her want to die.

Lamaline, oh Lamaline!

How could you do this...?

Well...

"Now that you're awake, let's get ready."

Maria didn't feel embarrassed at all. She simply got up, gently took off her soft gauze dress, turned her back to the girl, and changed into her unique hunting clothes once again.

The Banshees' clothes were indeed very comfortable, but Maria still preferred her own.

Lamaline, seeing Maria's undisguised demeanor, also looked slightly troubled.

She gradually became aware of her somewhat awkward and complicated feelings.

But Maria's demeanor... seemed to completely disregard her as a woman?

No...

It's fair to say that Maria completely mistook her for a woman, which is why she had no guard up at all.

This is really...

Lamaline sighed.

Youyou's eyes looked somewhat disheveled.

In that moment of distraction, her foot had just touched the ground when she twisted her ankle in a moment of absentmindedness.

The sudden loss of balance made her gasp softly.

"Ah?"

"Um?"

The expected pain of falling to the ground did not occur. Instead, Maria had somehow moved around the bed and caught her!

She nestled like a tiny little bird in Maria's arms...

"Eh..."

Are you alright?

Maria's voice remained calm as she looked serenely at the girl before her, her eyes flickering slightly.

Looking at the face so close to hers, Lamaline's breathing quickened instantly.

She lingered in Maria's arms for a long time before waving her hands haphazardly, her face flushed.

"No... it's okay... I'm fine!"

Her little hands waved wildly, messing up Maria's clothes that she wasn't dressed in yet, and revealing her slightly pink shoulders...

The thin shirt slipped effortlessly off Maria's shoulders, the white fabric hanging lightly on her body, revealing her soft breasts through the tight crevice...

His cool, aloof eyes contrasted sharply with his alluring body.

For a moment, Lamaline had no idea where to look.

"Waaah..."

"It's good that you're alright."

Maria's eyes flickered slightly, but she calmly helped the girl up.

But at this moment, she also frowned slightly.

Did you twist your ankle?

"... It seems a bit..."

After Maria pointed it out, Lamaline realized that there was something wrong with her ankle.

But after twisting and turning a few times, she shook her head again.

"It won't have a big impact; a little rest should be enough."

"... Can I still change my own clothes?"

"Wow! Yes... it definitely can!"

Maria's words stirred Lamaline's emotions again, but she quickly refused.

I've already embarrassed myself.

If Maria really did change his clothes...

Wouldn't I go crazy?

No!

Absolutely not!

"... I see."

Maria ultimately chose to respect the girl's wishes, carefully dragging her to the bed before turning away to slowly change her own clothes.

As Lamaline watched Maria's slender figure recede into the distance, her gaze grew increasingly hesitant...

A few minutes later.

After changing their clothes, the two stood side by side in front of the huge floor-length mirror, tidying up their appearance.

Maria didn't need much preparation... She was naturally easygoing, and she looked perfect no matter how she dressed up, so she didn't need to put in much effort.

Lamaline, who had just twisted her ankle, was having some trouble getting ready due to her limited mobility.

Maria noticed this and, without making a sound, reached out and carefully began to tidy the girl's clothes.

At first Lamaline was a little unaccustomed to it.

But after a moment, she could only helplessly let Maria manipulate her.

She really needs Maria's help right now.

As Lamaline looked at herself being tidied up little by little in the mirror, her eyes grew increasingly confused.

Although the two seem so close now, how long can this kind of life last?

Two people come together because of needs, and they will eventually come together when those needs end.

"You're going to visit the Nachzehrer King today, aren't you?"

Lamaline looked at Maria's busy figure in the mirror, her eyes slightly lowered.

"Um."

Maria's voice remained as calm as ever, as if nothing in the world could affect her.

"Will you leave once you've investigated and found out what you want to know?"

"... perhaps."

"... Um."

Lamaline's voice was soft, and her words sounded dejected.

But she also knew that she couldn't really order Maria to do anything, so she could only keep her words to herself.

A moment later, she looked up at the woman in front of her.

"I am very grateful for your help to the Banshees before..."

"Um..."

I will never forget you.

Maria paused slightly, but after a moment, she withdrew her hand.

"... All dressed."

Lamaline looked at herself in the mirror, now dressed in the standard Banshees makeup, and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no longer the slightest hesitation in them.

She chuckled softly, carefully extending her hand and placing it in front of Maria.

"Let's go?"

"... Um."

Maria slowly took the girl's hand and walked slowly towards the door.

The two of them pushed open the door together.

At the entrance, several Banshees maids were already preparing.

Yesterday, Lamalina instructed them to visit the Carrion Court today, so they got up early this morning to prepare for the visit.

That is...

The maids exchanged glances, their faces slightly flushed.

"What's wrong?"

"... Nothing else, Your Majesty."

"Yeah?"

Although puzzled, Lamaline cautiously stepped out the door.

But when her foot landed on the steps beside her, she couldn't help but frown.

Maria, who was standing nearby, noticed this and asked in a low voice.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Um..."

The two weren't whispering, but the sound made the Banshees's maids blush even more.

A moment later, a girl named Mila stepped forward.

"The prepared stand is already at the door. Your Highness, you may go ahead. We will prepare for the Lord and catch up as soon as possible..."

"..."

"It's alright, you go and get ready first."

Lamaline was quite tolerant. Instead of warning her best friend Mila that her words were somewhat presumptuous, she turned to Maria and nodded, indicating that she could leave first.

After pausing for a few moments, Maria nodded slightly, then turned and left.

After watching Maria leave, Lamaline looked at Mila with doting eyes.

She also felt a lot of helplessness towards this companion who had been with her since childhood.

"Did you deliberately send her away for something?"

"It's really not a big deal."

After being alone, Mila gradually relaxed. She helplessly looked up at her sister, whom she had looked up to since childhood, and bit her lip slightly, revealing a hint of inner conflict.

"Only..."

"Only?"

"Next time... we can take it a little easier during the day..."