Stelle had Jean pressed onto the sofa in the Acting Grand Master's office, looking down at her.
They were very close, gazing into each other's eyes, neither speaking first.
In this small office, Stelle's intoxicating scent once again began to spread.
How did things turn out this way…
Stelle couldn't help but start recalling.
After she finished speaking that sentence, Jean's reaction was much more intense than she had imagined.
Her face was pale, her body trembling uncontrollably. No matter what Stelle said, she couldn't hear a word, as if her entire being had broken down.
It seemed Jean considered what she had done to be a very serious crime, unforgivable.
Although, in a general sense, it probably was a crime.
But Stelle herself had this constitution; even if it wasn't her own will, she would unconsciously attract other women.
She was at least partially responsible, not to mention she later… with the other person's sister. The score was even more complicated.
In short, if one had to say, Stelle felt that her own mistake was greater. She didn't want to see Jean depressed all day because of this incident.
However, the nearly collapsed Acting Grand Master Jean simply couldn't hear what she was saying.
Emotionally agitated, she just kept apologizing to Stelle.
This was an office, and maddeningly, the soundproofing wasn't very good.
Stelle was a little worried. What if someone heard the commotion in the office, then pushed the door open and saw Jean in this state? Wouldn't she be arrested as a hooligan attacking the Acting Grand Master?
So, Stelle impulsively made a subconscious move, successfully silencing Jean.
…
"Jean, can you calm down a bit now?" Stelle leaned close to Jean's ear and spoke softly.
"Mm…" Jean's voice was still a little choked, but besides that, it seemed to carry a certain special emotion.
Although she had experienced it when she night raided Stelle, now with a conscious Stelle pressed against her, Jean could easily feel the softness in her arms.
Their current posture was a bit awkward. Stelle might not have realized it, but Jean's feelings were very strong.
'Stelle, you smell so good.' Jean's thoughts gradually began to shift.
"I don't blame you, Jean."
"Mm."
Whatever Stelle said, Jean didn't hear a word.
"You might not know, but my constitution has some issues. How should I put it…?" Stelle propped herself up, looking down at Jean.
"Many people are attracted to me. You merely made the mistake every woman who gets close to me makes."
Even now, it was the same. Stelle clearly saw Jean's eyes gradually becoming a little hazy.
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
She had already considered it when she pounced earlier, and had made thorough preparations.
She only held Jean's arms and straddled Jean… Besides that, there wasn't too much contact.
There wouldn't be a repeat of the previous accident for now.
Now that Jean had calmed down, all she had to do was leave and maintain her distance.
Stelle, who considered herself to have some experience, slowly got off Jean. Before Jean could react, she retreated two more steps.
This should be safe enough, right?
"So, just calm down a bit and relax." Stelle said to Jean again.
"…" Jean didn't speak. After a moment, she seemed to come back to her senses, slowly getting up.
Looking at Stelle, who was already some distance away, a heartbroken expression appeared on Jean's face.
"Stelle, don't comfort me anymore."
Jean said in a hoarse voice. The unnatural blush on her face still hadn't faded, and even seemed to be intensifying.
Her pupils turned pink for a split second, something Stelle didn't notice at all.
"How could there be such a strange constitution in the world…? Even if there were, I, who can't control her desires, am unworthy of the name Dandelion Knight." Jean slowly raised her head, looking at Stelle.
"Stelle, you must hate me very much."
"How could I? How could I hate you? Jean is my friend. No matter what happens, I will never hate Jean!" Stelle said quickly.
"Then, why are you so far away from me…?"
"I…" Stelle almost choked on her own breath.
Why so far away? Of course, it was to avoid accidents!
In this small office, with two women alone, and her with this constitution, it would be impossible for nothing to happen, wouldn't it?
She had already learned her lesson twice.
"I won't hate Jean. It's just that, don't you remember what I just said? If we get too close, something will happen." Stelle said earnestly to Jean.
"Is that so…" Jean lowered her head again, looking dejected.
It seemed she didn't believe it, probably still thinking Stelle hated her.
Stelle felt a slight headache.
After a moment of hesitation, she still walked in front of Jean.
As long as there was no intimate contact, Stelle felt that her rationality should remain clear. As long as her rationality was intact, everything would be controllable.
In this situation, even if they were a bit closer, it shouldn't matter. If Jean made any drastic moves, she could always slip away.
"Stelle… I'm really, really sorry." Jean looked at Stelle, who was walking closer, her eyes seemingly still glistening with tears.
"Don't apologize anymore. It's all my fault." Stelle sighed helplessly, saying it again.
This time, Jean didn't respond again, and both fell silent.
After a long while, just when Stelle couldn't help but speak again, Jean seemed to have made some kind of decision and finally reacted.
She stood up and looked at Stelle.
Stelle's internal alarm immediately blared. The moment Jean stood up, she had intended to retreat.
But considering Jean's reaction just now, and the tears welling in Jean's eyes, she forcibly stopped her steps.
If she made a move to retreat, Jean might become even sadder and more upset, right?
In that case, this matter would never end. She wanted to talk to Jean about this tonight and let Jean stop dwelling on it, so she didn't want to provoke Jean any further.
However, she always felt that Jean was a bit strange tonight. The current Jean was like a completely different person from before.
Could it be that she had already been affected by herself?
It shouldn't be. She clearly retreated in time just now, moving away before Jean completely lost her rationality.
"Stelle, please punish me." Jean said with resolute eyes.
"Eh? Punishment… that's not…" Before Stelle could finish her sentence, Jean, with lightning speed, grabbed Stelle's wrist.
"Return what I did to you, twofold, onto me."
She said, pulling Stelle's hand and pressing it onto her rather ample chest.
"?" Stelle's eyes widened, but it was already too late.
The softness in her hand was incomparable to Amber's or Barbara's, which meant her rationality was lost almost instantly.
The last thought in her mind was:
No, are you two sisters taught by the same teacher?
Why are your thoughts on this matter exactly the same?
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