Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

"You don't want your mother to find out, do you? Go take a shower."

Vivian leaned limply against the door. She nodded unconsciously and stood up, but a mark had already been left on the door behind her.

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218. Vivian's Voice (3K3)

Sophia walked quickly towards her room, but she seemed hesitant and tilted her head slightly.

Although she could hardly see anything, Sophia's hearing was very good. She listened carefully and found that the blushing and heart-pounding sound was no longer coming from the door.

"As expected...it's that kind of thing..."

Sophia shook her head, feeling a little confused.

She cares a lot.

Can't help but care.

Because Vivian's voice was so strange, it was hard to believe that she was just taking a shower. How could a shower make that kind of tingling sound?

——The sound coming from Vivian's room was very, very soft. If Sophia hadn't had a very sharp hearing, she probably wouldn't have noticed the rustling and sticky sounds at all.

Although Sophia had not experienced those things between men and women, she was not a complete blank in this regard. After all, she was not a child who knew nothing. Even if she had not experienced or seen it personally, she had heard others talk about it and read about it in books. When she was in the witch's meeting, Sophia also knew that several witches maintained this kind of relationship.

Besides, it’s not like Sophia hasn’t done something…on her own…

Although she has been living alone in the forest, she also has needs, and she can understand what that subtle and trembling voice means.

In short, Sophia just knew.

Vivian's voice was filled with seductive gasps, making it hard not to think in strange directions. Sophia's cheeks flushed at the thought of some charming story happening behind the door. Although she understood it, Sophia had never been exposed to such things up close.

"Vivian has grown up... I haven't realized I've reached this age yet."

The same thing happened yesterday when we talked about Elsa, and the same thing happened today when we accidentally bumped into her - when Vivian was still living in the forest, she had never come into contact with anyone except Sofia, and she never confided her emotional troubles to Sofia, nor did she hide any secrets from Sofia. Vivian at that time was innocent and naive, and she told Sofia everything, without hiding anything in her heart, and had no worries at all. Every day was easy and happy, so Sofia unconsciously overlooked that Vivian had actually reached the youthful period when she would have feelings for someone.

Sophia's mood was very complicated. She felt relieved and happy for Vivian's growth, but at the same time she was more worried that Vivian had finally stepped out of an inexplicable deep pool. She also felt lost because she realized that Vivian was no longer the little one who only followed her.

She sighed deeply.

"That's right. Vivian is an adult now. It's perfectly normal for her to be exposed to such things. There's no need for me to feel strange about it... It's just that... well... I just need to stop thinking about it..."

Sometimes she can't help but take care of it herself. As a woman, Sophia feels that she can fully understand a daughter of this age.

Sophia comforted herself in this way.

But Vivian's soul-stirring gasps still emerged in her mind, which made Sophia unconsciously imagine a beautiful scene.

Vivian is so innocent, isn't this a little premature for her? Surely she needs some guidance? But how should she go about it? Sophia herself has no experience...

Sophia couldn't help but feel embarrassed again.

She walked and stopped hesitantly, and finally, as if by some strange coincidence, she was standing in front of Elsa's door. She looked at Elsa's door with her blind eyes and listened carefully to confirm that there was no sound inside the room and that Elsa was not in the room.

Sophia thought for a moment, then raised her hand and gently knocked on the door.

No one responded.

really.

Now, Sophia was really sure of her guess - there was no doubt that Elsa should be in Vivian's room now.

Vivian was clearly still worried about Elsa yesterday, but had things already gotten this far between them today? This shouldn't be the case, right? Are all young people like this these days?

"I can't believe it, but Vivian took this step before me as a mother..."

If I tell this to others, I really don’t know what others will think...

Sophia rubbed her burning cheeks vigorously.

In short, she cannot fall behind Vivian - even if her practical experience cannot keep up, she cannot lose in theory. This is not to defend her mother's dignity, but to be a knowledgeable elder who can serve as a beacon for her daughter in all aspects and be a qualified mother.

That's right, that's it, there's absolutely no reluctance or anything like that...

"But, what expression should I use when facing Vivian later..."

She sighed.

After all, Vivian is her daughter. It would be a lie to say that she doesn't care at all about her daughter "growing up". It is better to say that it is because Vivian is too naive that Sophia is worried.

Sophia wants her daughter to live a good life, and in this respect she is no different from any other mother.

But after all, it is such a private matter, it is not appropriate to bring it up directly on the table. Sophia thinks so. Even though Vivian is her daughter, she should leave enough personal space for Vivian. It is more appropriate to wait until Vivian takes the initiative to talk about this most private topic of love.

"Why don't we just pretend it never happened? Vivian will definitely think I don't know yet. When she's willing to talk about it, she'll definitely tell me on her own initiative."

Anyway, Vivian likes Elsa, not a man, so Sophia doesn't have to worry about anything serious happening between them. In that case, it doesn't matter whether she says it early or late.

Then just pretend that you know nothing, don't make unnecessary inquiries, and give Vivian some freedom and privacy.

"But proper guidance is still necessary. After all, I'm a mother, and I need to act like someone who's been through it all."

Maybe it's time to hand over those books that are only for adults to Vivian.

Just as Sophia was talking to herself seriously, click - the door beside her was pushed open, and Elsa, wrapped in a bath towel and soaking wet, appeared in front of Sophia, accompanied by refreshing heat and fragrance.

Elsa has no extra thoughts about Sophia, because one of Elsa's principles is "don't target straight women."

Elsa pretended to have just taken a shower just to create a reasonable disguise.

"Sorry, Aunt Sophia, I was taking a shower just now—"

Although Sophia couldn't see Elsa's appearance, her nose was much more sensitive than that of ordinary people. When Elsa opened the door, the hot air from Elsa's body, accompanied by a faint and pleasant fragrance, came to her nose. The smell was not completely the natural smell of water vapor after taking a bath, but was mixed with an indescribable and intoxicating body fragrance.

Sophia looked guilty, as if she had been caught stealing something.

The scent of a young girl, a very tender smell, and an unknown flower scent, accompanied by the hot and humid air, rushed towards Sophia. The elegant girl's fragrance was so intoxicating that even Sophia, a woman herself, felt her heart waver for a moment.

No wonder my daughter fell in love with this person. Just by smelling the scent, I can almost tell that Elsa is an elegant woman who loves cleanliness and knows how to dress herself up.

No, I can’t subconsciously smell the girl’s fragrance in the air.

This is the man my daughter likes, and as a mother, I have to know how to avoid suspicion.

Sophia quickly and calmly took two steps back.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

Aisha smiled and asked naturally.

Sophia felt strange because Elsa's way of addressing her had changed at some point, but now was not the time to dwell on it—why was Elsa here? If Elsa was here, then wouldn't there be anyone else in Vivian's room?

It can't be Filia, right?

So, Vivian has actually always been alone...

Without giving it much thought, Sophia made up an excuse: "No, nothing, just... asking about Vivian..."

"Vivian? What happened to her?"

Aisha asked knowingly, showing a worried expression.

Sophia quickly shook her head.

"Nothing special...it's just that I haven't seen her for a while, and you're her best friend, so I wanted to ask you how she's been doing lately..."

Sophia smiled dryly.

At this moment, Vivian was taking a shower in the bathroom. She was leaning against the bathtub with lifeless eyes. She had no strength in her body, but... a very strange feeling that had arisen since she kissed Elsa had been eroding her chest.

Such a strange feeling...

The feeling was very strange and something I had never felt before. It was like the intense heartbeat during kissing made the chest a mess, or like the dizziness caused by suffocation during kissing, or like squatting by a fire and being roasted. The whole body became hot and unbearable, and there seemed to be a flame deep in the lower abdomen that burned more and more vigorously with each teasing of Elsa.

"So sad……"

Vivian almost instinctively pressed her knees together, rubbing her two white thighs back and forth, causing her shoulders to sway slowly.

This posture seemed to make Vivian feel a little better.

However, the flame deep in the body did not go out. Instead, it began to burn fiercely when blown by the wind.

I brought my knees together again and rubbed them. This time, I felt a little more comfortable. But when I relaxed, an impulse rekindled.

Vivian simply rested her chin on her shoulder, her whole body tensed, leaning against the cold wall at an angle, as if she was kneeling or leaning against something. This posture did not bring much relief until Vivian subconsciously recalled the touch and pressure of Elsa's knees when she kissed Elsa - the feeling was very strange, as if it was igniting Vivian's body, but at the same time suppressing the burning fire. It was so strange, so contradictory, but so comfortable.

Vivian stretched out her hand stiffly, placed it on her waistline, and slowly slid it down - she immediately exhaled a hot breath, and her shoulders trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

This was out of control. Vivian seemed to have finally found an outlet. She squinted her eyes, her little belly puffed up, and then relaxed as she exhaled. Vivian's body leaned forward, lying on the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath, and her legs couldn't help but clamp her fingers together.

"Elsa..."

"Elsa... like... Elsa... likes you..."

Vivian's voice broke into pieces and whispered in her ears.

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219. Puppet Shadow (4K5)

The night is quiet.

The bustling scene of the day is also hidden in the night, and only sporadic lights are dotted in the city late at night.

Especially in places like West Street, which is not very prosperous to begin with, at night, except for places like pubs, almost everything is plunged into darkness.

At this time, in front of an alley somewhere in West Street, a furtive figure followed the patrolling soldiers from a distance - Anton was a young hunter. Unlike those hunters living by the forest, his daily job was to take commissions from adventurers while keeping an eye out for those rich prey with expensive fur.

He would occasionally go out at night because some prey only appeared at night.

But today he didn't come for prey.

Anton secretly observed the movements of the patrolling soldiers, with an unnatural faint red light flashing in his eyes - he didn't know why he did this, but there was always a voice in his heart telling him to collect some "clues", clues about the selection of holy nuns in the monastery or "smuggling".

He didn't know where the voice came from, nor did he know why he had to obey the voice's orders. He didn't even remember when the voice began to appear, nor could he tell whether the owner of the voice was a man or a woman. He couldn't recognize or remember it, it was like chaos.

But he just knew he had to do it, without any reason.

Anton dodged the patrolling soldiers, crossed the street, and quickly ran into the alley on the other side under the moonlight.

There was already a young man waiting here. This young man looked sloppy, shifty, and thin, but he gave people a feeling of being as shrewd and alert as a mouse - yes, this young man was called "Mouse", and people who knew him called him that. Although they knew it was a nickname, no one knew his real name, and he seemed to never talk about it with others.

"Hey, man, this way!"

The skinny "rat" whispered when he saw Anton, but his voice was almost inaudible in the dim night. Anton glanced behind him, made sure that he was not seen by the patrolling soldiers, and then ran quickly towards the rat.

"I've been looking for you for a long time..."

Anton had just begun to speak when the mouse interrupted him in a low voice.

"Keep your voice down, sir. Your voice is too loud on this quiet night. The whole West Street is under curfew tonight, and those patrolmen are real people."

"Speaking of which, why did I see so many patrolmen along the way? This is West Street, isn't it?"

Anton found it very strange.

"Because there's been some trouble lately, the Lord's Mansion has sent people here to investigate. The street across from here is still blocked off. This is simply impossible on West Street. You know, even if someone dies on West Street, few people will come to investigate. It's like a garbage dump here. No one cares if a few rats die here."

The mouse's words sounded like a curse and a mockery of itself, but to Anton's ears, the voice in his heart seemed to urge him to continue asking.

"What's going on? Are they really from the Lord's Mansion? Why are they here?"

"Sir, you're not from around here, are you? If you came during the day, you'd know for yourself. I can't take you there now."

"During the day..."

Anton thought this might be a useful clue, so he decided to come back and take a look during the day.

"Yeah, just think of it as a free gift. I can take you to sneak into that sealed-off area and take a look. Although I don't think there's much to see, as there are no dead bodies or stolen goods. It was sealed off because it was rumored that someone used Abyssal Magic there."

Abyss Magic, these four words made Anton alert, and the voice in his heart told him to pay attention to this information.

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"I don't know much, but the man who caused the riot seems to be called Luther - in fact, I've met him a few times, and he seems like a troublemaker."

"Then I will come over again tomorrow."

As for why he came here, Lao Shu didn't intend to ask too much - he was in this business and knew that he couldn't be picky about his customers. Asking too many questions would probably get him into trouble.