As Dila leaned back, letting out a rare, relaxed sigh, her eyes still gently closed—finally embracing the warmth of the bath…
But peace is a fragile thing.
"Hehehe~"
A suspicious giggle slithered too close to her ear.
Dila's eyes snapped open.
"Oy—oy—Stella. What are you doing?"
Her voice cracked like a snapped twig.
Stella was now way too close, her cheeks puffed up with mischief, eyes sparkling like she just unlocked a new kind of chaos.
Her eyebrows danced up and down like they were possessed.
"Since you won't share that Avatar food skin for now…"
Stella whispered with a wicked grin, slowly leaning in toward Dila's side.
"…I might as well savor the original!"
Dila jolted upright like she'd been struck by lightning.
"H-H-Huh?! What do you mean 'savor'?! Oi! Stella! Have you turned into a demon priestess?!"
She splashed backward, arms shielding herself while scooting across the bath like a cornered raccoon.
Stella burst out laughing, holding her stomach.
