SWNOVELXO Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Breakfast
Ash-gray twin-drill curls hung down as the girl in light blue pajamas crossed her arms. Floating upside down in mid-air, with flawless pale skin and a doll-like delicate face, who could this cool and adorable girl be?
It's none other than our lovely little Bronya!
"What are you doing?"
"Handstand."
"Why are you handstanding?"
"To stay awake."
In this brief exchange, Bronya blinked her crystal-clear large eyes, her cuteness sparking Sigurd's urge to scoop her up and playfully ruffle her hair.
Sigurd didn't resist the urge. He raised his arms.
Understanding as ever, Bronya deactivated the bindings of her Bunny drone, gracefully flipping mid-air and landing perfectly into Sigurd's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck in the process.
"Are you done with your work? Is there anything Bronya can help with?"
The girl, holding onto Sigurd's neck, asked in her milk-sweet monotone. Her large, focused eyes stared intently at him, as if in the world reflected in those serene pools, there was only Sigurd.
A smile crept up Sigurd's lips as he supported her lightweight and incredibly soft body. One of his hands couldn't resist giving a little squeeze.
Small enough to be held in one hand, yet with perfectly rounded curves and a delightful elasticity—it was truly a treasure, as the fans had claimed.
"There's a lot to do; we'll talk later," Sigurd said with a straight face, as though he wasn't the one currently kneading a girl's buttock with his palm.
"…"
Bronya stared blankly at him, her face turning red.
There was a hint of shyness, but also a trace of sweetness and pride. After all, it meant Sigurd liked her body.
Sigurd looked over at the large bed in the room and saw Kiana and Sin Mal sleeping in each other's arms.
To be precise, Sin Mal's sleeping posture was neat and composed, lying straight on the bed. However, her brows were furrowed in discomfort, and her small lips twitched uneasily as if she were having a nightmare.
The cause of her distress? A certain hyperactive Herrscher was tightly hugging Sin Mal's body with steel-like arms, treating her like a life-sized sleeping plushie. Drool dripped from the corner of Kiana mouth as she wore a blissfully content expression in stark contrast to Sin Mal's troubled state.
So, it wasn't mutual cuddling—Kiana was treating Sin Mal as her personal plush toy.
"Why are the three of you in one room?"
"Because everything is out in the open now, and there was a lot to discuss."
"Alright. What did you talk about?"
"I won't tell Sigurd. It's a secret between girls. Unless you bribe Bronya—ah!"
Bronya's little devil horns and black tail that had been about to pop out in mischief instantly shrank back under Sigurd's mischievous squeeze.
Bronya went limp for a moment, resting her face against Sigurd's chest. After a while, she lifted her blushing face and met Sigurd's amused gaze.
"… Mostly, Kiana was complaining and trying to threaten Bronya, but she didn't succeed. Sin Mal was mostly daydreaming. Then they started arguing and eventually fell asleep out of exhaustion. That's about it."
Bronya obediently explained, her soft and sweet demeanor persuading Sigurd to let her go, placing her gently back on the floor.
Their conversation wasn't loud, nor was it deliberately quiet.
On the bed, Sin Mal, whose sleep quality was already poor, twitched her ears slightly, and her eyelids began to flutter.
"Si…gu…"
In a daze, her blurry vision captured two figures etched into her heart.
Her consciousness gradually cleared, and she finally noticed the fiery warmth and crushing pressure that made it hard to breathe.
"Gawu!!!"
At this moment, simply breaking free wasn't enough. Without hesitation, Sin Mal bit down with sharp teeth on the snow-white arm conveniently near her mouth.
The deeply asleep Kiana frowned immediately. After a moment, her eyelids also began to twitch, and she slowly opened her eyes.
"—Don't mess around. It's not even morning. Let go."
"Gawu!"
"—You asked for this!"
The quilt lifted as Kiana, relying on her unparalleled flexibility, raised one leg high and pressed her smooth, soft white toes directly against Sin Mal's nose.
"!!!"
Sin Mal froze for a moment, then her eyes widened in horror. With a burst of strength, she shoved Kiana away and furiously began scrubbing her nose.
"Hey! That's too much! You're the one who bit me first! You wanna fight?!"
"You—cockroach!!"
Kiana and Sin Mal pounced on each other.
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o(＃￣▽￣)==O))￣0￣")
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(￣ε(＃￣)☆╰╮o(￣皿￣///)
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(╬￣皿￣)＝○＃(￣＃)３￣)
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On the side, Sigurd and Bronya, who had been blissfully ignored for once, sighed deeply in unison, rubbing their temples.
"Ugh…" ×2
Sigurd: "Bronya."
Bronya: "Yes, sir!"
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▄︻┻┳═一> Ratatatat >>>>>>>>
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▄︻┻┳═一> Ratatatat >>>>>>>>
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Three minutes later, Sigurd picked up the bullet-riddled electronic alarm clock from the nightstand, glanced at the flashing time display, and then pulled back the shredded curtains to peer at the just-lightening sky.
"48 minutes until sunrise. Clean up the room. I'll be waiting for you at the observation deck."
Stepping over a floor littered with shell casings, Sigurd left the room.
Bronya lowered her weapon and gave a sharp salute.
Meanwhile, Kiana and Sin Mal huddled together in the corner, trembling. On the walls and floor around them, the precise bullet marks outlined their bodies perfectly. Shaking, they replied in unison:
"Yes, sir!" ×2
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The Observation Deck
Through the neatly trimmed lawn and flower beds, a small, exquisite pavilion stood on a platform extending from the edge of a tall building. At first glance, it appeared to float in mid-air.
"Shhh!"
From a patch of grass about a meter tall, a fluffy white head suddenly popped out.
"Calling HQ! Calling HQ! Sig is currently setting up breakfast. He doesn't look angry. Situation is mostly safe! Repeat, mostly safe. Over!"
Kiana lay flat on the grass, speaking seriously into an imaginary radio.
Sin Mal lay beside her—though it was evident from their posture that she was mostly being pinned down by Kiana.
Bronya, however, walked past them expressionlessly.
"(ㅍ_ㅍ)…"
"Do you have something to say?"
"Bronya has nothing to say (internally screaming)."
"... It was a joke!"
Kiana rolled her eyes and muttered something about Bronya not understanding humor before releasing Sin Mal and leaping away just in time to avoid Sin Mal's flying kick.
Sin Mal puffed her cheeks angrily, glaring at Kiana. But when she saw Sigurd's calm gaze already directed at them, she could only huff and quickly follow Bronya.
Soon, the three girls were seated, facing neatly arranged tableware and plates piled high with steaming buns of various kinds.
"Vinegar, soy sauce, and chili. Pick your favorites for dipping. Let's eat."
Sigurd picked up his chopsticks, glanced at the three girls, and spoke flatly.
"Alright."
"Yes, Sigurd ❤～～"
"Yay! Sig's buns! Big meat buns, soup dumplings, custard buns, red bean buns, even baked buns—we hit the jackpot!"
The three responses, each showcasing the girls' distinct personalities, were equally adorable and endearing.
A faint smile flickered in Sigurd's eyes.
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