Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Maybe after saying the tough words, I feel less psychological burden.

Afro reluctantly withdrew her hand. Her eyes were fixed on Grace. She couldn't help but whispered back,

"But... Your Highness Grace, your heart was beating very fast, and you didn't push me away. In fact, you are not that annoying, right?"

If these words were said when Afro just met Grace, the simple-minded Saint Lady would secretly wipe away a few tears.

Because I would think that Nora is a special person.

But now it’s different. Afro finally understands why Grace always looks awkward.

I probably like her, but it seems like Her Highness Grace has experienced something not so good...

Always denying connections made with others.

She is very soft-hearted, but she wants to use a cold shell to cover her fragile heart... just like a hedgehog with a soft belly.

Staying away from the crowd, isolated from the world, her deepest softness can never be touched, perhaps this is the charm of Her Royal Highness Grace?

I like it very much. Well, not just an ordinary like.

I want to see Grace's more shy side, the side that takes the initiative to show kindness to me and acts coquettishly and weakly in front of me, just like in my dream.

It is the side that will try to press its cold body against me to keep warm, and it is the side that will accept the kiss breathlessly like it did just now.

There are more... worse... cuter...

Afro's face was suspiciously hot and red, and her fingers were entangled in an unbearable way.

Now, every move of Her Highness Grace, even a cold look or a scolding, is enough to make people feel uneasy.

Because the coldness that becomes more and more reluctant makes the heart beat hotter and hotter.

I really want to hug Her Highness Grace tightly...

She would definitely struggle like a rebellious cat, blushing and saying she didn't like it, and then look forward to my approach?

When she thought of this, Afro's heart began to beat faster and she couldn't help wanting to get closer to Grace.

"Afro! What the hell are you talking about! This is your brother's alchemy room!!!"

The cold voice cut off Afro's delusion and echoed quietly in the alchemy room.

Grace glanced around with a rational and sharp gaze, and then, while tidying up the mess at her collar, she ruthlessly drew a clear line between the two of them.

She gritted her teeth and patiently reminded Afro, patting her flat chest at the same time, her voice was righteous and sharp,

"Your brother and Nora are outside. I am engaged to your brother, and you are a nun who should abide by the rules. You commit adultery in broad daylight and do such disgusting things... Don't you have any sense of shame?"

After she finished speaking, Grace nudged Afro's thigh with her knee and raised her long eyebrows unhappily, signaling Afro to get off her quickly.

The clear and logical words were like a bucket of cold water on a winter day, calming the fire in Afro's heart instantly.

Man is not simply a beast driven by desire.

Judging from my behavior alone, I did go a bit too far...

Afro took a deep breath and stood up from the girl, but her charming blush could not be suppressed.

I couldn't suppress those wandering thoughts, nor could I suppress the desire for closer intimacy.

But at the same time, Her Highness Grace's red eyes, as alert as a cat, were staring at him cautiously.

He seemed to be paying attention to his mood.

Her Highness Grace was always so distant, yet at the same time she gave me considerable hope, as if she was longing for me to be able to approach her bravely at any time.

If you want to bravely pursue love and be with Her Highness Grace, you must overcome the problems before you.

"I'm sorry... Your Highness Grace."

Afro leaned down, half-crouched, and looked at Grace at eye level, and apologized softly in a level manner.

"Because all of these actions stem from the fact that I really, really like Her Highness Grace."

This Afulo almost condensed all the feelings of the girl who had disappeared for three days into this moment.

His sparkling eyes were as clear and bright as a puppy's, and his tone was softer and more sincere than ever before.

"It's not the ordinary kind of love, it's the kind that makes you want to hug each other tightly, it's a love that goes beyond ordinary emotions, and makes you want to be together forever."

Grace blinked her eyelashes slightly, as if she was touched, but this could not completely break the wall of the girl's heart.

But Afro's idea was very simple, he just expressed his true thoughts.

"After hearing the news that you disappeared, I was distracted these past few days and basically didn't get a good night's sleep."

Afro touched his chest, his eyes as dazzling as diamonds dimmed a little even though he was just lost in the memories of the past.

"The feeling of loss is so empty, as if someone took out my warm heart and crushed it, and I feel like I have become a walking corpse. Every time I think of you, I secretly shed tears... It's really hard, I never thought that liking someone would be such a painful thing..."

"I think when people live in this world, if they have recognized their own emotions, they should firmly pursue what they love."

Afro spoke slowly, but lowered her head shyly, her slender fingers twirling the hem of her clothes nervously.

"Ah... I've never actually liked anyone else. I'm stupid... So Your Highness Grace, please be more understanding of me."

The girl looked up at this point, the corners of her lips slightly curled up, revealing a smile as warm and sincere as the spring sun.

"I'll be someone you can trust, Grace."

"I will walk into your wilderness."

Tender love words are gentle and touching, like a clean stream flowing slowly from the ears to the heart.

No matter how stubborn or determined Grace is, she will succumb to gentleness.

She couldn't help but slow down her aggression, leaning her head against the sofa, and said sullenly,

"I have said it many times. Have you ever thought about the identity issue between us? You are a nun. Are you willing to give up your faith for me?"

"will not."

——The girl’s decisive answer made Grace’s eyelashes tremble.

"I will always be a positive person, but that doesn't mean I will give up on you."

The same fluttering eyelashes but with different meanings, Grace's pupils dilated slightly, she couldn't help but straighten her slightly red cheeks and look at Afro.

"What do you mean?"

"Your Highness Grace, are you looking down on me?"

Afro smiled slightly, and her voice, as soft as a lover's whisper, fell into the past.

"Being a nun is not a respectable profession. No noble lady would do this. That's what they said before."

"Only women from poor families who can't afford to eat will choose to become nuns, because the church will provide food and accommodation. At that time, my family didn't agree with me becoming a nun at all, so I sat in the attic of my house and went on a hunger strike for three days. Finally, my mother agreed with tears."

"Your Highness Grace, I am not as soft as you think. I am much more resolute than you think."

Afro straightened his chest with pride, his eyes sparkled, and he placed his right hand on his heart, promising like a knight swearing an oath.

"I can become a priest in a church for Her Royal Highness Grace, no, for my Miss Grace."

"Although it is totally incomparable to what a saint can do, it does not change my faith at all."

"Your Highness Grace, you also understand that many things in the world can be compromised. I can't give up on you..."

Grace seemed to be in disbelief at such shocking words, and as usual, she avoided his eye contact with a blushing face.

So cute.

Afro's heart trembled violently as if it was hit by Cupid, the god of love. She resisted the urge to hug, kiss the cheek, and get closer.

Afro stood up and locked onto Grace with a condescending predatory posture.

"I don't know what you're worried about, Grace, but even if you don't agree, I'll keep pestering you."

"Well...after all, Your Highness Grace, you always say one thing and mean another. So from today on, I will cling to you like a sticky gummy bear."

"I will...keep attacking Grace until you accept it. Afro is a very stubborn person!"

The girl's face was filled with a smug and sweet smile, so dazzling that it was a little annoying.

The sweet and sticky atmosphere in the air makes people unable to sleep or eat, and the blush on their faces deepens layer by layer in the resolute love words.

Grace sighed in annoyance and closed her eyes helplessly.

"I really can't stand it! Afro, do you know that I am your brother's fiancée? What you do is against human ethics."

You are definitely shy! Still being stubborn!

"what……"

Afro let out a sigh of sudden realization.

She forced herself to suppress her smile and pretended to clear her throat. She asked with a malicious tone, like a researcher who wanted to find out the answer to a question.

"Then why didn't you push me away just now, sister-in-law?"

After saying that, he deliberately moved his cheek forward as if asking for a kiss.

"you……"

Grace's eyebrows slightly raised, the back of her neck suddenly shrank, she wanted to say something but stopped herself, all her sharp words were defeated by the approaching heat.

Pride turns into coquetry, giving people the feeling of a domesticated wild cat stepping on milk with its furry paw pads.

Every step is touching my heart.

"If I make such a cute expression, I won't be able to control myself..."

Afro's breathing stagnated, her body's instincts were faster than her reason, and she couldn't help but hug Grace gently.

Intoxicated by the scent of the girl, his eyes were dazed and blurred, like a cat that had come into contact with amaranth.

I really want to get closer to Her Highness Grace... I really want to.

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I went to the movies with my girlfriend today, uh, we were late.

I promise that Grace's little bit of SP will be used up completely!!! Do it until the cat cries and faints!

(Swear on four fingers!)

I should post some extra chapters about the Imperial Sister tomorrow, sorry everyone, the extra chapter about Afro will be uploaded when it is first done because it is coherent with the plot.

125. It took me three days to take down the icy Tsundere, because I am...!

The warm body skillfully embraced her without any instruction, and Grace felt like a treasure wrapped in a full, feminine embrace.

I don't hate it, but rather I feel a little bit of attachment to it. However, it is this attachment that makes people extremely scared.

Like an infinite black hole, will emotions devour you?

Grace didn't know.

She wanted to push Afro away, but she heard the girl's humble request in her ears.

"Don't push me away, please..."

The hand against her chest suddenly lost its strength and stopped moving. Grace did not push the soft body away again.

She heard a long exhale, "Grace... Anyway, it's great that you're alive."

It's so sincere that it catches people off guard.

The strong emotions, along with the girl's trembling voice, finally flowed slowly into Grace's heart.

In the quiet silence, Grace remained motionless like an exquisite doll.

In the end, no one spoke until Afro let out a long sigh.

"what……"

She carefully released Grace and then sat down obediently on the sofa.

Afro adjusted his mood

But when they looked at each other, her eyes, which were eager and slightly tentative, would always shrink as if she had been electrocuted, and then her cheeks would slightly blush as she looked away.

Grace was a little confused.

Afro's □□□ has reached 100, which should be full.