A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 46
[Vol. 3] Chapter 46: Oh Heavens!
“This guest, may I ask if the lady with silver hair has a partner?”
Just when Ifia was looking in the mirror again and again in her bathrobe, trying to see if there was any flaw, a shy inquiry sounded outside the fitting room.
Another person enchanted by Amelia’s beauty.
Perhaps since coming to the Taric Kingdom, there have been too many people confessing to Amelia, and Ifia has started to get used to it.
However, even if it didn’t cause jealousy in the vinegar sea, she wouldn’t let others continue to fantasize.
“She’s so beautiful, of course, she does.”
A single sentence ended the staff member’s secret admiration.
The person in question, Amelia, was not present, and Ifia, with great courage, ambiguously added, “Don’t we look good together?”
In her heart, Ifia thought that as a close friend, she was just helping to ward off suitors for Amelia.
She definitely didn’t have ulterior motives!
And she didn’t say it directly, just guided.
Even if others misunderstood, it couldn’t be blamed on her!
[Wow, Host, do you have other thoughts about the villainess?]
[System, don’t talk nonsense. As Amelia’s friend, helping her fend off suitors is the right thing to do!]
[……]
The system was also amazed by the host’s stubbornness.
Clearly, the friendship had already deteriorated, but still, the host insisted on playing dumb.
They say thoughts during the day become dreams at night, and perhaps that’s the reason the host always acts recklessly after getting drunk!
In response to this, the system really wanted to say, “Host, don’t be a pushover! The villainess seems to like you. But to prevent any errors in pursuing the task of wooing the villainess due to interference, the system decides to stay silent and let them do whatever they want! After all, the true identity of the villainess hasn’t been exposed yet, like a bomb ready to explode at any moment. Let the villainess choose when to detonate it herself! The system won’t help take the blame!”
[Really, system, stop making unfounded speculations.]
A sentence full of cover-ups was uttered.
Ifia didn’t want to chat with the system anymore, and after her deliberate guidance, there was a moment of silence outside the fitting room, followed by a quick response, “Of course not, you two are a perfect match. It was my misunderstanding.”
The staff nervously explained, but Ifia didn’t want to hear why there was a misunderstanding. It was probably related to her height again!
Having successfully fended off suitors for Amelia, putting her in a good mood, Ifia stopped caring about the details. Once she confirmed that the securely covered bathrobe was fine, she immediately walked out of the fitting room.
With a height of 1.6 meters, Ifia was not tall in the Taric Kingdom, and now, in this bathrobe, she felt like a child sneakily wearing adult clothes. The staff member leading the way seemed hesitant, as if wanting to suggest Ifia change into another bathrobe. With such a beautiful silver-haired companion, shouldn’t she dress up properly? Why be so casual? Wasn’t she afraid of her partner being stolen by other women?
“Please lead the way, she must be getting impatient,” Ifia said, ignoring the staff’s puzzled expression. She wouldn’t reveal that she just wanted to see Amelia as soon as possible, and then… hehehe.
Seeing Ifia’s firm attitude against changing, the staff member stopped persuading. Leading the way, they took Ifia to one of the hot springs while starting to explain, “This Kassel hot spring has excellent effects. Besides relaxing and relieving physical fatigue, it also makes the skin more delicate and removes impurities from the body…”
Just a simple hot spring, but with such descriptions, it sounded like a miraculous cure for all ailments.
Ifia responded with some perfunctory acknowledgments. Most of her thoughts had already flown into the hot spring, where she envisioned being with Amelia. She paid little attention to the staff’s explanations that followed.
When she saw the entrance to the hot spring, hidden behind a bamboo screen, Ifia’s dark eyes lit up. She waved a casual goodbye to the staff and swiftly rushed inside like a whirlwind. Unlike Ifia’s indecision in the fitting room, Amelia had quickly chosen a bathrobe and arrived at the hot spring early, already immersed in its waters.
Perhaps prompted by the keywords “honesty” and “task,” Amelia had some mischievous thoughts. Her chosen bathrobe style didn’t provide much coverage and proved challenging to remove, requiring some effort.
Now, it was just a matter of waiting for the catch.
Amelia smiled at the edge of the hot spring, leisurely enjoying the warm water. Her silver hair, wet from the hot spring, submerged into the water, and the backless design of her bathrobe allowed some of the silver strands to cling to her fair skin.
The heat of the hot spring enhanced the rosy tint of Amelia’s lips, and her violet eyes became a vibrant color within the mist.
It was as if a captivating fairy, emerging from the water lilies, was seducing.
Upon witnessing this scene, Ifia felt a sudden electric charge, making her nose itch uncontrollably.
There was an impulse as if her nose was about to bleed. Fortunately, it was just an itch, and Ifia didn’t embarrass herself by actually having a nosebleed. She sighed in relief as she covered her nose.
Amelia was truly too tempting, resisting such allure required an immense amount of self-control! Nevertheless, Ifia wasn’t lacking in that department, and her well-proportioned figure added to her appeal.
Now that Amelia was relaxed in the hot spring, Ifia could take action. First, she quietly entered the hot spring without attracting attention. Next, she removed her own bathrobe. Finally, she stealthily approached, waiting for the right moment to catch Amelia off guard and strip her of her bathrobe! Observing the open-back design, Ifia was confident it would come off easily.
After swiftly formulating her plan in her mind, Ifia approached the edge of the hot spring with cautious steps, lifting her toes into the water to minimize any noise. With deliberate control, the splashes made were minimal.
Amelia, unchanged in her posture, possibly due to the comfortable water temperature, still had her eyes closed, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of soaking in the hot spring.
Things were now more convenient for Ifia’s actions!
It seemed like luck was on her side. The first step of the plan was a resounding success, and Ifia patted her chest in encouragement. Now, it was time for the second step – removing her own bathrobe to reveal her naked body.
However, as easy as it was to think about, it proved challenging to execute. The high level of embarrassment associated with this act required Ifia to do some serious mental preparation. With a deep breath, she lifted her hand, untied her bathrobe, and threw it aside. She continued to tread lightly towards Amelia.
Ifia’s complexion was not only fair but also delicate, akin to refined cream. Her exposed shoulders seemed sculpted from jade, with round and adorable shoulder blades. As she nervously and quickly sank into the hot spring, only a rosy face remained visible.
Her watery black eyes betrayed a mix of tension and anxiety, and she moved slowly, almost like a cautious turtle. Amelia, pretending not to know anything, continued to smile with her eyes closed, observing Ifia’s actions.
The most skilled hunters often appear in the form of prey.