A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 26

[Vol. 4] Chapter 26: Proof of Friendship

Sometimes, when you suddenly want to do something, it can be frustrating if you can’t start right away. It’s like there’s a little person in your heart incessantly knocking, with an urging sense that’s annoying as hell!

Now, Ifia was feeling exactly like this.

She wanted to kiss Amelia!

Forget about bets, competitions, winning or losing. All of that could go to the side. Even though she knew it might be inappropriate to do such a thing in front of everyone, who cares! Amelia had said that her happiness was the most important.

So, as Amelia slowed down, Ifia lifted the corners of her mouth, slightly squinted her eyes, and avoided rolling her eyes to conceal her intentions. She wanted people to see her little scheme.

Later, Ifia pretended to look like she was about to fall, swaying her body from side to side as if off balance. This prompted Amelia to quickly approach, reaching out to hold Ifia’s waist to help her stabilize.

However, unexpectedly, Ifia, who seemed unsteady, suddenly raised her hand, hooking it around Amelia’s neck, causing her to lower her head.

At the same time, Ifia, conscious of her reputation, didn’t completely disregard propriety. So, with her other hand, she grabbed her cloak, lifting it and shrouding their upper bodies in darkness.

With this black fabric blocking the light, it also muffled the noise of the surroundings. Only the quiet interweaving of their breaths remained.

“Ifia?”

Accompanied by a sweet fragrance filling the small space, Ifia heard Amelia calling her name with a clear, cold voice. Despite the questioning tone, there was a lingering ambiguity that made Ifia’s heart feel a tingling sensation, a strange itchiness.

Suppressing the urge to press her chest to stop her heart from pounding, Ifia blushed and, using the most determined tone, uttered the most timid words, “Amelia, I want to kiss you. If you don’t agree, I’ll break up with you for five minutes!”

As she spoke, to boost her courage, Ifia intentionally took a few steps forward. Being close to Amelia, she could feel her softness and warmth. Laughter gently echoed in her ears, as if it took a while to reach Ifia’s ears.

“As you wish.”

At that moment, it felt like ice melting, with greenery swiftly adorning the earth. It was as if a gentle breeze passed by, delicately lifting strands of hair into the air, creating a pleasant mood.

With Amelia’s consent, Ifia’s black eyes sparkled brightly.

This time, there was no hesitation.

Empowered by the darkness, Ifia bravely leaned in.

She began with a tentative touch of her lips, gradually pressing them against Amelia’s soft ones. Gently biting Amelia’s lower lip, then drawing it into her mouth, a sense of satisfaction welled up from the depths of her heart.

It felt as if Ifia and Amelia had become one, giving rise to a pleasure that ignited from the soul.

In the past, even intimate contact with Amelia was usually passively accepted. This was a rare occasion where Ifia took the initiative to launch an attack, making her movements awkward, inexperienced, and lacking finesse.

She didn’t even know how to stick out her tongue. Instead, she behaved like a coquettish cat, rubbing her lips against Amelia’s incessantly, playfully teasing and caressing them.

It seemed like she intentionally stirred up desire but paid no attention to calming it down, only concerned with her own happiness. Amelia felt a bit helpless about it, but after waiting for timid Ifia to take the initiative for once, she didn’t want to scare her away. So, she silently endured it.

However, Amelia’s hand placed on Ifia’s waist unconsciously fidgeted and massaged. The deep, unfulfilled desire in these actions resembled contemplating how to savor a delicious little treat.

Unfortunately, Ifia, demonstrating her lack of skill, became breathless after a while. She even forgot to breathe, causing a sense of suffocation. Ifia’s eyes turned red, and the rise and fall of her chest increased gradually.

Amelia, sensitive to these signs, couldn’t help but feel both amused and exasperated. Her body quickly responded, breaking away from the affectionate little cat’s kiss and steadying Ifia, who seemed addicted to the act.

At that moment, the black cloak fell from their heads, and the glaring sunlight instantly dispersed the darkness. As Ifia’s eyes adjusted, she immediately saw Amelia’s lips, now tinted with a rosy flush, as if they were crushed rose petals.

So beautiful.

Seeing this, Ifia felt a belated shyness. The blush on her cheeks hadn’t dissipated and now deepened, resembling two distinct blushes as if she had applied obvious rouge, looking rosy and tender.

However, having achieved her desire with the impulsive kiss, Ifia felt extremely satisfied.

But facing Amelia’s gaze, whose purple eyes were slightly narrowed, Ifia, blushing and with ears reddened, spoke, “Seeing Prince Carloy’s heartlessness towards Irene’s injury made me feel that you, Amelia, treat me well. So, I wanted to express my closeness.”

Growing more confident as she spoke, Ifia continued, “Therefore, Amelia, you understand, right?”

Familiar with her “tsundere”, Amelia nodded in agreement, giving the correct response.

“This is proof of friendship.”

Facing Amelia’s earnest response, Ifia couldn’t help but smile, looking sweetly at Amelia. Her black eyes sparkled like the stars in the night sky, exceptionally beautiful.

It was this loveliness that made Amelia willingly play along with the pretend game, as long as Ifia was happy.

“Are you two contestants going to continue?”

Just as Ifia and Amelia exchanged glances, the booth staff, patrolling back and forth, awkwardly approached and interrupted the special atmosphere between the two.

Allowing Ifia to finally remember that they were still in the midst of the game, she immediately turned her head to look ahead at the track. Prince Carloy and Irene’s team were leading from a distance, just a few steps away from the finish line.

Compared to other struggling teams, Prince Carloy’s team had an incredibly fast pace, making the three-hundred-meter distance seem like a smooth walk. However, the cost was evident in Irene’s leg injuries, as her bare legs were covered in wounds.

Due to the layer of pants, the tightly bound ropes on Prince Carloy’s legs caused only a slight discomfort.

Unaware of his companion’s injuries, his excitement was focused solely on reaching the finish line, causing the corners of his mouth, which had been drooping since the end of the first game, to lift again.

His foot movements became even faster, worsening Irene’s leg wounds, and blood quickly flowed, dripping onto the ground.

Tsk tsk, it was truly hard to watch.

Ifia withdrew her gaze, her ominous prediction had come true. The second round was destined to be lost.

However, thinking about the main reason for the game’s failure, her impulsive attempt to kiss, Ifia couldn’t help but feel amused. She thought she was exceptionally good at being coquettish and acting spoiled.

Despite the impending failure, Ifia didn’t feel a sense of loss or sadness. Instead, she was in a remarkably good mood.

(^_^)

Who cared about winning the game when there was something more important!

Kissing Amelia!

Although she didn’t say it aloud, Ifia was slowly savoring the softness of Amelia’s lips in her heart and couldn’t help but think that Amelia’s lips are really soft, especially delightful to kiss!

Next time, she’ll kiss her again!