After their midday nap, most of the fatigue from picking tea that morning had faded, and the three girls were back at full health.
A gentle mountain breeze brushed past. Sunlight filtered through layers of leaves, scattering dappled flecks of light across the ground. The air mingled the fresh scent of vegetation with a faint tea fragrance, leaving them feeling light and refreshed.
Chen Shi'an was rather surprised. Little Cicada, the Class Monitor, and his sister weren't exactly durable, but they all recovered pretty quickly.
"Mmm~~ Lying down for a while felt so good~!"
Wen Zhixia sat up straight and raised both hands in a stretch. As she stretched, her clothes pulled taut, and the full curves at her chest made Lin Meng Qiu's heart skip.
Noticing Ice Block Spirit sneaking looks at her, Wen Zhixia turned to look at her too. Their eyes met, and Lin Meng Qiu guiltily averted her gaze.
Wen Zhixia was suspicious. Ice Block Spirit was actually behaving herself? She hadn't managed to monopolize either side of the Taoist, and she wasn't even making a fuss?
Li Wanyin was utterly content. She'd had the rare chance to nap with her head on Shi'an's shoulder the whole time. She woke feeling refreshed and full of energy, ready to pick a few more rows of tea...
"Shi'an, didn't you get any rest?"
"I did. I dozed off for a little while too. How was your rest, Sister Wanyin?"
"I don't feel tired anymore~"
"What about Little Cicada?"
"...Taoist, you said yourself you'd give us massages tonight! No backing out! I'm super tired!" Little Cicada, who had been about to say she wasn't tired, hastily changed her tune.
"All right. What about you, Class Monitor?"
"...Tired."
Having just gotten Stinking Taoist to knead her shoulders while the others