A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 43
[Vol. 4] Chapter 43: Deserved
The situation has developed unexpectedly, beyond Amelia’s expectations.
However…
Lowering her gaze to the kneeling Ifia, who was apologizing, with fair skin tinted with a faint pink hue.
Amelia couldn’t help but think about how smooth and tender it must be, akin to creamy pudding, tempting and sweet.
Emitting a delicious aroma, it stimulated her appetite.
A glint of amusement flickered in Amelia’s eyes, and a slow smile formed on her lips. Her mood was exceptionally good.
A foolish prey willingly delivered itself to her doorstep.
To refuse such an offer would be a great pity.
Now that she knew the side effect of the Holy Lotus was an increase in the “Saintly” attribute, much like the hypocrisy of the benevolent god, besides the significant enhancement of empathy and a heightened sense of justice, it strictly forbade any trace of malicious thoughts.
Otherwise, situations like the current one, where Ifia proactively apologized, wouldn’t occur.
Normally, even with the presence of the Holy Lotus’s side effect, individuals wouldn’t take things as seriously as Ifia did. It was just that Ifia’s closeness to Amelia made the side effect more pronounced.
In simple terms, Ifia’s attitude toward others compared to her attitude toward Amelia had a difference of 30% to 100%.
As for how Amelia found out about Ifia’s increased empathy due to the Holy Lotus…
After getting off the carriage, Ifia, who was usually carefree, walked with unusual attention today. Her gaze was focused, afraid of stepping on ants crawling on the ground.
Originally, Amelia was troubled about how to get through this week.
However, after witnessing Ifia’s behavior, she suddenly felt that it might not be so unbearable. It seemed quite interesting. But while Amelia found it amusing, Ifia herself was filled with guilt.
She felt sorry for the pure-hearted Amelia. How could she entertain such inappropriate thoughts?
Even though Amelia was rendered speechless by Ifia’s confession and hadn’t responded until now, Ifia couldn’t pretend that the matter was resolved.
She has to atone for her mistakes.
So, Ifia maintained her kneeling posture for the apology, but her voice echoed once again, “Wuwuwu, Amelia, I was wrong! Please punish me, teach me a lesson, and I won’t make the same mistake again. If you don’t punish me, I’ll just stay here motionless!”
Ifia’s voice still sounded muffled, conveying her discomfort, and it reached Amelia’s ears, prompting her to raise an eyebrow. Since Ifia desired this, Amelia was more than willing to comply.
This time, Amelia didn’t continue to remain silent but confirmed once again, “Ifia, are you sure you want me to punish you?”
“Of course, this is the punishment I deserve. Don’t pity me, punish me harshly as a sinner!”
Until she received Amelia’s forgiveness, Ifia wouldn’t lift her head filled with sinful thoughts. So, she didn’t see the current Amelia, shamelessly scrutinizing her like a wild beast eyeing its prey, considering how to devour it.
Amelia’s purple eyes were filled with greed, her breath quickened, and she couldn’t help but lick her lips, attempting to relieve the heat. Unfortunately, it didn’t work, it only made her mouth drier.
Facing the obedient Ifia, how could Amelia resist the wicked thoughts in her heart?
After all, Ifia had voluntarily asked for the punishment. Even if the “Saintly” attribute suddenly erupted, what did it have to do with her?
She simply granted Ifia’s wish.
Amelia smiled, then stood up from her seat. She walked over to Ifia with a deliberate and composed pace. As Ifia listened, a sudden wave of anxiety surged from her chest.
However, since she was the one at fault, she had to endure it, even if she felt scared. This was the punishment Ifia deserved, no matter what Amelia had in mind.
Before Ifia could contemplate how Amelia intended to punish her, a hand suddenly slid up her waist, leisurely caressing and moving. Ifia couldn’t help but shudder, her snow-white skin gaining more pink hues.
The waist was a sensitive area for Ifia, and Amelia’s gentle teasing made it hard for her to endure.
Her breathing became rapid, even though she remembered that she was supposed to be receiving “punishment,” her body instinctively wanted to escape the overwhelming unfamiliar sensation.
As a result, her slender waist started swaying, attempting to evade. However, Amelia’s hand was relentless, following like a shadow. Despite Ifia’s attempts to break free, she couldn’t escape, and the unusual sensations became even more intense.
However, the current situation didn’t allow her to make a sound. Ifia silently bit her lip, suppressing any soft moans.
Amelia initially intended to play around a bit, but watching Ifia desperately and stoically endure, whether it was the suppressed sounds or the constant swaying of her waist, stirred Amelia’s blood.
The pair of purple eyes had already changed color, turning into blood-red orbs fixedly staring at Ifia.
The tail behind couldn’t wait and emerged eagerly. The sharp blade at the tail’s tip had already transformed, losing its sharpness and now forming a soft triangular point.
Approaching Ifia’s body cautiously, the black tail coiled around her thigh like a rope.
When Amelia saw that Ifia hadn’t noticed anything unusual, the tail tip boldly trembled upwards, eager to penetrate.
About to make contact with the tender part, Amelia reached out and forcefully retracted the tail.
It wasn’t the right time yet.
Suppressing the awakened desire was challenging, even for Amelia.
Consequently, Amelia, somewhat annoyed, raised her hand and gave Ifia’s raised buttocks a not-so-gentle smack.
A crisp “smack” echoed, and Ifia, frozen in place, didn’t squirm anymore. Subsequently, Ifia’s face instantly turned bright red, resembling a boiled shrimp. A feeling of shame rapidly spread within her.
She got spanked by Amelia there!
Initially, Ifia thought Amelia’s punishment would be a beating, but this spanking method was a bit peculiar?
Just as Ifia found it strange, Amelia’s voice sounded beside her, “Alright, the punishment is over. I forgive you.”
Just as Ifia thought.
Indeed, this was the punishment…
Although this kind of punishment didn’t cause physical pain, she couldn’t help but feel extremely ashamed. No, no, no, the focus wasn’t on the shame but on Amelia forgiving her.
She had finally successfully atoned.
Now, firmly remember this embarrassment.
In the future, she would never have any inappropriate thoughts about Amelia again, or else she might get spanked there!
After receiving Amelia’s forgiveness, Ifia finally stopped bowing.
Instead, she straightened up, lifted her head, and her dewy black eyes carried a hint of moisture, with a faint redness around the corners. Her body also surged with waves following her movements.
Seeing Ifia’s innocent and bewildered look, Amelia could only silently take a deep breath.
She then shifted her gaze away, no longer looking at Ifia’s body. She reached out to pick up the clothes and handed them to Ifia, who finally remembered that she had undressed to apologize.
Even though Amelia didn’t continue to watch, Ifia still hurriedly put on her clothes.
However, as she dressed, Ifia’s movements slowed down. While mechanically buttoning her shirt, the Attribute finally faded away, and the lost reason returned once again.
The scenes from just a while ago replayed in her mind like a projector. Undressing, kneeling to apologize, pleading for punishment, and getting spanked…
At this moment, Ifia’s adorable face wore an expression of utter despair, and her whole being looked wilted.
Oh no…
What had she just done?