I Am the Saintess of Heavenly Mandate Chapter 6

"Kiana, please change your clothes~"

"Kiana, you can't keep wearing that dress. Take it off and hand it to me."

"No, hand it to me. I'm the one who washes Kiana's clothes."

"..."

Surrounded by the little maids closing in, she found herself with no way to retreat.

Even Amber had appeared at some point, blocking the doorway.

6. What Should This Life's Self Do? (Revision)

For the first time, she realized bathing could be this exhausting.

She had ultimately underestimated the enthusiasm of her mother's little fangirls.

As an Experiment Subject fresh off the 'production line,' she now possessed the appearance of an eight-year-old girl but was actually zero years old—she was still a child... How could she fend off the harassment of female hooligans several years older than her?

Even if she threatened these little maids with 'If you keep touching me, I won't go easy on you!' it fell on their ears as nothing more than the adorable mewling of a kitten with its fur puffed up.

Fierce in a cute, babyish way.

She nearly suffocated, buried in the chest of one well-endowed little maid.

The room Amber had arranged for her had a large bath in the washroom, spacious enough that several little maids squeezed in without feeling cramped.

But the little maids deliberately pressed close to her.

No matter how ample their own bosoms were, they all loved to bump into her with those 'balls.'

For her, whose past life was male, the ordeal in the washroom just now was extremely stimulating.

She figured some might say this was the perk of being reborn as a woman—openly entering the bath with pretty little maids, a feast for the eyes... a feast it was, but this wasn't some dickless fantasy.

The key point was she felt she'd been shortchanged.

She was the one being taken advantage of.

Under the guise of serving her bath, these little maids groped her body, their gazes gradually turning perverse.

She fought back hard just to keep them from going too far.

"Ahhh, when it comes down to it! The one who assigned me these little maids is that Bishop Otto..."

(艹皿艹)

So, it was all Otto's fault.

"Just you wait and see. A gentleman's revenge... well, as long as I want revenge, even if I'm not a man, ten years isn't too late!"

Though she'd already changed into her pajamas, she'd confirmed again in the washroom that she was no longer a gentleman.

She naturally etched Otto's name into the little notebook in her heart.

"Kiana, please don't take away our jobs."

"That's right, Kiana. If you won't let us serve you, what meaning do we have?"

"Wow, that white pajama set really suits Kiana."

The little maids, who had changed into their uniforms in the washroom, also poured out. If she hadn't put on her pajamas and fled, she'd probably still be their dress-up doll in there.

She naturally pretended not to hear.

As for Amber, she hadn't joined her in the bath.

Nor did she show any intention of letting her sleep while holding her.

She really wanted to remind Bishop Otto, 'Your actors aren't professional enough.'

Amber showed no sign of playing along with the act, even though she'd heard Otto say she could sleep while holding Amber like before.

Of course, she knew she had no past, so talk of 'before' was also nonsense.

As for the little maids' requests to sleep with her.

She firmly and decisively refused.

After shooing away the little maids, she climbed into bed under Amber's watchful gaze, pulled the covers over herself, and quickly fell asleep.

The moment her consciousness sank into darkness, she immediately arrived in that dark space.

Now, in this darkness, there were only her and 'True Kiana.'

"Why are you alone?"

"...I don't know. I only remember I just lay down to sleep."

"Lay down to sleep—so that means this 'connection' of ours works through sleep. When we fall asleep, we arrive here."

Hearing her analysis, 'True Kiana' wore a blank, eight-year-old expression of total confusion.

(⊙▽⊙)

"So that's how it is."

"Like hell you understood. You didn't get a single word."

She tore into 'True Kiana's' adorable act of pretending to understand.

She had to admit, even though they looked exactly alike, 'True Kiana's' cuteness was something else—it made you want to protect her.

"Since Crybaby's not here, let me tell you..."

She didn't mind sharing intel with 'True Kiana,' and she had actually managed to dig up some information.

"Bishop Otto plans to pin the identity of Kiana Kaslana on me."

She'd mentioned this to 'True Kiana' before, but when she repeated it in a tone of certainty this time, 'True Kiana' found she still couldn't block it out and immediately shut down.

'True Kiana' curled up, hugging her knees, burying her face between them.

It felt like the only thing missing was a curse or some crude language from her.

But 'True Kiana's' shutdown also included clamming up, so she had no mind to worry about others right now.

She coughed a few times and quickly changed the subject: "Don't shut down just yet. Listen, I plan to go along with Bishop Otto's plan."

"Bishop Otto's plan?"

"Yeah. To get you out, I need Bishop Otto to trust me—at least let his guard down a little."

"..."

'True Kiana' didn't quite follow, but she knew the other girl was doing this for her sake.

"Not to steal my Mom and Dad?"

Even though 'True Kiana' believed her, the words of gratitude that came to her lips turned into a worried question.

To an eight-year-old 'True Kiana,' the little girl who looked exactly like her wasn't her 'sister'—she was someone here to take away her parents.

'True Kiana' felt that was the case.

She smiled and said softly, "Trust me. And I won't take your dad. At most, I'll fight you for your mom."

"..."

'True Kiana' thought she'd say 'I won't take them,' but she never expected her to want her mom, Cecilia Schariac.

Seeing 'True Kiana' get riled up like a little rabbit, she quickly backed off a few steps, afraid of getting bitten by that rabbit.

"You... you'll really get me out?"

"Really. But... it might take a long time. You've met Bishop Otto—do you think he'll let you go easily?"

Over four hundred clones had been made from 'True Kiana's' DNA, which meant there was definitely something about 'True Kiana' that caught Bishop Otto's interest.

But how would she, a little white-haired girl who had just reincarnated, know what Bishop Otto's purpose was in making those clones?

She didn't have a god's-eye view.

Nor did she have mind-reading powers to dig through Bishop Otto's memories.

Even if she wanted to investigate, she knew she'd be under tight surveillance from now on.

That Amber, who wouldn't let her sleep together, was the watchdog Otto had arranged.

"...No."

In 'True Kiana's' memory, her father, Siegfried Kaslana, had once tried to take her away from Schicksal, but on the promised day, her father disappeared.

What came instead was Bishop Otto.

Then she was brought to Schicksal Headquarters, forced to take strange medicine every day, subjected to countless tests, and had her arm pricked with needles over and over for blood draws.

Even now, 'True Kiana's' right arm was covered in needle marks.

Even if she wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, seeing two little girls who looked exactly like her, 'True Kiana' knew Bishop Otto was running some kind of evil experiment straight out of a villain scientist's story.

"So I will definitely get you out."

She made that promise to 'True Kiana.'

Not just because 'True Kiana' inspired a need to protect her, but also because without 'True Kiana,' she herself wouldn't be here.

She didn't remember what she'd been through in her past life.

But since she'd reincarnated, she had to make a choice for this life.

Her choice was to save the 'True Kiana' in front of her.

"Mm..."

'True Kiana's' cheeks flushed a little. She felt like the other version of herself was as cool as a hero from a story.

But then she thought of her parents, who used to tell her stories, and the smile that had just appeared was clouded over.

Seeing that 'True Kiana' was down but hadn't immediately shut down like before, she breathed a small sigh of relief.

That was progress.

'True Kiana's' mindset was clearly a bit brighter than before.

Before long, Crybaby appeared in the darkness.

Unlike 'True Kiana', this Crybaby was her real sister.

"Hah, have to take care of her again..."

If no one paid attention to this Crybaby, she would keep crying until she and 'True Kiana' woke up. That feeling was absolutely unbearable. Although she no longer remembered what a hangover felt like, waking up to the Crybaby's cries before had given her a splitting headache—very similar to a hangover.

"You go?"

"Of course I'll go. At least she listens to me a little."

She shrugged, then crouched down in front of the Crybaby K423 and started rubbing her cheeks.

Her face being kneaded, the Crybaby's crying suddenly stopped. She blinked her big eyes and stared at her strangely, teardrops still rolling in her eye sockets.

Clearly, she was about to burst into loud crying again.

"Don't cry, don't cry... Be good. Little Kiki is the best, you have to listen to big sis... sister's words, or else I'll spank your little bottom."

She threatened a little girl with a mental age of zero.

And even showed off her little fist.

"W-wait, is this how you got her to listen before?"

'True Kiana' suddenly felt that her other self was very unreliable.

Faced with this situation, she actually planned to use her fists. Was she trying to give the Crybaby an iron fist punishment? Or a Heavenly Fist?

They could still feel pain in this darkness.

'True Kiana' had secretly pinched her own thigh before. Because she accidentally used a bit too much force, the pain almost made her cry, and the pinched spot turned directly black and blue.

But 'True Kiana's' worry never came to pass.

After being threatened by her, the Crybaby quickly quieted down.

"Who are you looking down on? Don't you know that with a little training, babies can understand a lot of things? Besides, it's not like her brain hasn't fully developed—she just hasn't received any education yet."