18: A Blessing in Disguise 4
By the time the two returned home, it was already after sunset.
After the request ended, she really stayed with Yvonne at the shop for the entire day.
Today felt so tiring… in many ways.
“…Dorothy.”
“Hmm? What is it?”
Just as Elsa was about to make her usual bed on the floor, Yvonne suddenly called her name.
After hanging up the white mosquito net, Yvonne hugged an extra pillow, hiding her face, and patted the space beside her with her free hand.
“Today… you can sleep here.”
—!!
She could hardly believe her ears.
“…Hmph, you don’t want to be mosquito food out there, right? Until the custom-made bed arrives, you might as well sleep with me.”
The pest-repelling charm they bought had already been put up, but it would take a few days to take effect. During this period, because of the repelling effect, bugs would be scurrying around inside the house, making it dangerous for Elsa to sleep on the floor.
Moreover… she had heard that those things would crawl into people’s ears while they slept.
Just thinking about it made Yvonne’s scalp tingle.
As the weather got hotter, mosquitoes had also increased. It would be too pitiful to let her be mosquito food out there alone. It was better to be kind here.
After all, now that they were living together, they should look out for each other.
“…Is it really okay?”
Elsa was very excited. She thought the ‘sleeping together’ event would only trigger when the accumulated favorability was higher. She didn’t expect the opportunity to come so soon.
“Let me be clear, if you dare try any strange jokes, be prepared to get kicked off.”
“I won’t! I won’t do anything!”
Her eyes full of little stars, she clenched her fists and promised earnestly, just short of swearing an oath on the spot.
“Hmph…”
Yvonne looked at her with half-closed eyes, pretending not to care much, but the palpitations in her chest wouldn’t stop.
Come to think of it… although she had found Elsa sneaking into her blanket in the mornings before, apart from hugging her waist, she really hadn’t done anything too excessive.
If anything, wasn’t she being too proactive on her end?
No, no, no, they’re both girls, there’s no need to overthink this, right?
As members of the same sex, a little physical contact and sharing a bed were within her acceptable range.
“…Anyway, come in first.”
With a slightly red face, she lifted the mosquito net, like the mistress of a boudoir.
“Wait.”
After Elsa climbed into bed, Yvonne noticed something unusual.
“You have so many red bite marks… It would be bad if they left scars. Come here, let me put some medicine on them.”
“Well… I’m the type that attracts mosquitoes…”
“Haha… Then your blood must be very sweet. After all, you smell so nice. If I were a mosquito, I might want to bite you too.”
Rummaging for medicine, she said half-jokingly.
Being bitten by her… having her blood sucked…
Hearing such words, Elsa blushed and fell into erotic fantasies.
“If it’s Evie, you can suck all my blood if you want!!”
“…That’s too scary. Don’t make me sound like a vampire.”
Yvonne retorted helplessly.
“Wait a moment—”
Saying this, she took out a wooden box from somewhere in the bedside drawer. Inside was a pale green ointment. She scooped a bit with her index finger, then took Elsa’s hand and gently applied it to the red, swollen areas on her arm.
This series of natural actions made Elsa’s blood rush.
The warmth from her palm, and the feeling of entrusting a part of her body to her, all made Elsa feel like her soul was about to float away with happiness.
“After applying the medicine, even if it itches, don’t touch it. And especially don’t rub your eyes after touching it.”
She thoughtfully reminded Elsa, her fingers still gently pressing and massaging her skin. The cool ointment felt a bit tingly when first applied, but it was refreshingly comfortable.
The words from her mouth seemed to carry magic. The originally itchy and painful spots quickly faded away with the cooling effect of the ointment.
“…Oh right, Evie, do you have any bites too? Let me apply some for you!!”
How could she miss such a good opportunity? When it’s time to attack, one should attack aggressively!
“Hmm… I think there’s one. I can’t reach it, so please help me apply it.”
Yvonne didn’t think much of it and handed the ointment to Elsa.
She lay down on the bed, presenting her back to Elsa.
“The bite is on my back. Please help me.”
“……”
An unexpected development.
She thought Yvonne would blushingly refuse her offer, but she didn’t expect to succeed so easily.
Elsa silently swallowed.
With her back to Elsa, her fair neck was faintly visible beneath her fallen golden hair.
She was wearing a one-piece nightgown, and because she was lying on the bed, the hem had rolled up due to friction with the bed, revealing her defenseless thighs.
Although she knew it was wrong to peep, those long legs pressed together—and the light pink hollow of her knees—were truly alluring, making it impossible to look away.
Just the act of touching the defenseless Yvonne was already making her so nervous she could hardly breathe.
She felt like she might die here tonight.
“…Is it here?”
Carefully lifting the corner of the nightgown slightly, her slender, soft fingers roamed Yvonne’s back.
After bathing, the evaporation of water had taken away some of the body’s heat, so when her fingers glided across Yvonne’s skin, it felt cool and a bit stimulating.
But the body’s feedback was far more than that. Like a chain reaction, a tingling sensation quickly spread from different parts of her body. Being touched by her… was it always such a pleasant thing?
“That’s enough.”
She had thought that with such a great opportunity, Elsa might do something to embarrass her, but unexpectedly, she really didn’t do anything, which left her feeling slightly disappointed.
No—why am I feeling disappointed here?!
Yvonne felt a bit ashamed of herself for having such thoughts.
The heat on her face probably wouldn’t dissipate for a while. She couldn’t let Elsa notice this… otherwise, she would surely become even more presumptuous.
“…Let’s go to sleep.”
After removing the power source magic stone, the light from the crystal lamp dimmed.
With the lights off, the room fell into darkness.
A rustling sound came as Elsa lay down beside her.
Too close…
It’s too close—
Although both girls were slender, this was still only a single bed, and it was a bit of a squeeze for two people to lie side by side.
So, quite naturally, the two pressed together in an almost embracing posture.
Just by lowering her head, the soft curves peeking through the folds of clothing would come into view. After adjusting to the darkness, Elsa hurriedly averted her gaze.
The slightest movement would cause them to touch.
She had no idea where to put her hands.
Yvonne’s body, arms, and even her ample breasts pressed against her, bringing the delicate sensation unique to girls.
Come to think of it… in this aspect, she’s truly noble class.
Looking down at her own meager ‘two small drums on the grassland,’ Elsa couldn’t help feeling a bit inferior.
They were about the same age, yet there was such a big difference…
Is this what they call a class society?
Her fair skin and that beautiful golden hair seemed to emit a faint glow in the night, and the slight dampness from her bath added to this ambiguous feeling.
A thin layer of fine sweat brought her unique citrusy fragrance into Elsa’s nostrils.
Even though Elsa used the same soap and should smell the same, somehow she could be certain this scent was coming from Yvonne.
Just realizing that they now smelled the same made her heart race.
The warmth of her breath tickled Elsa’s heart, making her whole body feel heated.
The distance was too close, her heart couldn’t calm down at all.
“Come to think of it, I’ve never slept with a girl my age before.”
The soft whisper brushed past her ear.
Sensing this strange atmosphere, Yvonne also felt a bit overwhelmed and could only try to find a topic of conversation.
Elsa was a bit surprised; for some reason, the young lady seemed to be in a good mood.
But she was also worried that at such a close distance, the noisy heartbeat in her chest might be heard in this quiet space, so she picked up the conversation thread and actively asked:
“Evie, don’t you have any siblings?”
She wanted to know more about her.
“Hmm… When I was little, I had a clingy distant cousin who was like a younger brother, but I don’t have any siblings of my own.”
Yvonne said softly, almost like a sigh. The twin peaks hidden under her nightgown rose and fell gently.
Everything in sight made Elsa’s heart flutter, and she had to desperately suppress the evil, base desires boiling in her heart.
For the first time, she felt so strongly that being a woman was so fortunate…
If she were a man, in this situation, she would surely have been unable to control herself and would have done some unforgivable things to her…
“As for me, when I was at the orphanage, I often slept with my younger brothers and sisters.”
Yvonne made a slightly surprised sound.
This was new information; she didn’t know this when playing the game before.
She silently added a note to her mental ‘protagonist notebook.’
“Did you tell them stories?”
“Yes, would you like to hear one, Evie?”
“Mm, I like listening to stories.”
She said with a light laugh. Just hearing her say the word ‘like’ made Elsa’s heart race.
In this situation, she couldn’t refuse her request at all.
“Once upon a time—”
Elsa cleared her throat and began telling a story popular among children about a demon king and a hero falling in love.
“Huff…”
The story was a bit long, and halfway through, Yvonne’s breathing became even.
Although she usually wore an expression that didn’t seem very approachable, when asleep, Evie was just like a version of the ‘Sleeping Beauty’ from fairy tales—
Elsa thought silently as she gazed at her angelic sleeping face.
Just thinking that she could have this sleeping face all to herself made her heart leap with joy.
The unfinished novel still lay by the pillow.
Come to think of it… Yvonne really likes reading, doesn’t she? Is that why she likes listening to stories?
What kind of books has she been reading lately? Should I try reading them too?
Just being together like this with her could bring countless small moments of happiness.
Combined together, they brought supreme joy.
—I want to understand her more.
—I want to become even closer than we are now.
Before she knew it, such thoughts had occupied her entire heart.
With these thoughts, surrounded by the citrusy fragrance, she drifted off to sleep together with Yvonne.