A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 97
[Vol. 4] Chapter 97: Really!
Upon seeing Ifia happily approaching with a bottle of wine, Amelia couldn’t help but raise her hand to support her forehead, followed by a helpless smile.
She knew that this little cutie was up to something again.
It seems the mischievous spirit is alive and well!
However, Amelia wasn’t annoyed by it. Instead, her eyes curved with amusement.
Even before it all began, she could already foresee the outcome. After yet another failed plan, Ifia’s cheeks puffed up in frustration, looking incredibly cute.
Perhaps due to her experiences, Amelia remained remarkably composed. At times, she even considered letting Ifia have her way this time.
After all, alcohol-induced behavior could be a good excuse! However, the thought of Ifia being a stubborn master of words made Amelia worry that things might go awry.
Apart from that, considering the influence of the Misfortune Vine, Amelia didn’t want to harm Ifia unintentionally. After the side effects of the Misfortune Vine passed, if Ifia still wanted to “plot” against her, Amelia decided to go with the flow. After all, she had already gathered the materials to repair her damaged soul.
Once the restoration was complete, there would be no need to worry about the world’s rules harming Ifia, even if it meant revealing her demonic identity. As someone Amelia liked and was close to, she didn’t want to intentionally conceal anything.
“Amelia, look! I found so much wine!”
As Amelia silently contemplated these thoughts, Ifia, oblivious to everything, thought she had successfully deceived everyone. Speaking with a face that couldn’t contain her triumphant smile, she inadvertently exposed her foolishness.
Immediately, Ifia placed the wine bottle from her embrace on the dining table and attentively opened the cap. Simultaneously, she poured the red wine into two glasses—one for each person. However, when pouring the wine, she couldn’t resist playing a little trick. While pouring for herself, she deliberately poured one-third less.
Amelia couldn’t help but find it both amusing and exasperating.
What a silly fool!
Her mischievous deeds were riddled with loopholes.
Despite having long discerned Ifia’s impure motives, Amelia pretended not to know and silently observed, curious about how things would unfold.
It seemed like Ifia wanted to get her drunk. However, Ifia seemed to forget that her own tolerance for alcohol was even worse. Just one-third less of this glass could potentially make Ifia tipsy. Or was Ifia merely putting on a show and not planning to drink at all?
Contemplating these thoughts, Amelia raised an eyebrow, her sparkling purple eyes filled with curiosity. In a relaxed posture, she lifted one hand to rest her chin on the table, and a subtle smile graced her lips.
Facing Amelia’s gaze, Ifia showed no fear, but instead sweetly exclaimed, “Amelia, let’s celebrate the great success of this auction! Drink up!”
After speaking, Ifia unexpectedly lifted her wine glass and took a large gulp, which was genuinely heart-wrenching. This took Amelia, who was initially expecting to enjoy the spectacle, by surprise. She had never anticipated that Ifia would actually drink!
Witnessing this, Amelia straightened her posture. While she was willing to go along with Ifia’s “game,” she felt the need to caution her, saying, “Ifia, drink slowly. Drinking too quickly is harmful to your health.”
Besides, it leads to getting intoxicated faster…
Amelia couldn’t quite figure out Ifia’s current intentions. She could only raise her hand, lift a tall glass, and leisurely place it near her lips. With a graceful flick of her wrist, she promptly drank the red wine in one go. The movement was elegant, not at all crude, but the full glass of wine disappeared rapidly.
When Amelia set down the wine glass, it was empty, leaving Ifia unable to contain a sly laugh, resembling a cat that had stolen a little fish. Her radiant smile revealed faint dimples, and her sparkling black eyes curved into crescents.
Originally, when Ifia was selecting the red wine, she had thought about playing a little game with Amelia to liven things up and perhaps take the opportunity to get Amelia drunk!
However, unlike games involving more people, with only two participants, it was practically impossible to play. It would easily expose her intentions, so Ifia had to resort to risky tactics!
Knowing Amelia’s considerate and gentle nature, Ifia used the pretext of celebrating the successful conclusion of the auction. She was confident that if Amelia took just one sip of wine, she would surely end up drinking more than Ifia did! This way, Ifia could ensure that Amelia got drunk.
Indeed, as Ifia had anticipated, the plan exceeded expectations. One sip led to another glass of wine. It was worth it! Ifia looked gleefully at the empty wine glass, diligently refilled it, then her eyes sparkled with a new excuse for drinking.
“Aside from the auction’s great success, seeing Kurt collapse in frustration is truly satisfying! Come on, let’s drink!”
Although this was Ifia’s excuse for pouring more drinks, the thought of Kurt spitting blood and fainting did bring genuine joy to Ifia. Consequently, when she picked up the wine glass again, she unconsciously took several sips.
Looking at the wine glass in her hand, only half remained. Amelia, appreciating Ifia’s enthusiasm, didn’t decline and gracefully raised her hand once again, finishing the remaining wine in the glass.
Although Ifia was eager to get someone drunk, Amelia wasn’t human. For demons, no matter how much alcohol they consumed, they wouldn’t feel intoxicated. Even if she drank all the alcohol stacked on an entire wall, it wouldn’t affect her.
Unfortunately for Ifia, the alcohol she had chosen based on its appearance had a high alcohol content. Even after drinking only half a glass, Ifia’s head gradually began to spin, feeling dizzy and light-headed.
Puzzled, Ifia gently shook her head, blinked, and turned to look at Amelia seated beside her, only to see one Amelia rapidly turning into three. Ifia rubbed her eyes, and now there were even more Amelia.
“Why… why are there so many Amelias? Hehe, they’re all mine!” Ifia exclaimed, abandoning the drink-refilling reasoning she had prepared earlier. She was too intoxicated to continue pouring.
Meanwhile, Amelia was still waiting for Ifia’s “moves” in this tipsy state. Little did she know it would turn out like this.
Amelia couldn’t help but chuckle and, taking advantage of Ifia’s drunkenness, asked playfully, “Ifia, why are you drinking so much today? Don’t you want to get Amelia drunk?”
“Of course, I have to get Amelia drunk and then, uh, uh, uh… Hmph, you know, I’m so clever. I have to use schemes and tricks. As long as I take a sip, Amelia will definitely drink more.”
Amelia casually obtained the answer, not far from what Amelia had anticipated.
Now that Ifia was visibly drunk, despite not having eaten, she had consumed plenty of snacks at the auction. So, Amelia decided to carry Ifia back to the room for some rest.
However, dealing with a drunk Ifia proved to be a challenge. Just as Amelia was about to stand up from her seat, Ifia swayed and got up first, then swiftly lunged at Amelia like a hungry tiger.
She plunged into Amelia’s arms, lifted her hands, wrapped them around Amelia’s neck, and cheekily planted a kiss on her face. Afterward, she giggled like a playful girl, her eyes full of joy.
Then, as if recalling something, her joy abruptly vanished.
Ifia pouted, looking disgruntled, and said in a sulky tone, “Amelia, hurry up and let me complete the mission. The system keeps urging me!”
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