Chapter 12: Grooming
Hermione was about to refuse righteously. But… Adele was just too adorable! Five minutes later, in the spacious bathroom filled with warm steam.
Hermione immersed herself in the bathtub full of water, trying to “warm up.” After all, her magical affinity leaned towards ice, and her natural body temperature was quite low. However, she couldn’t help but hear the sound of the girl undressing outside the bathroom door, clear as day. One by one, they fell: first the shirt, then the unbuttoned skirt… Finally, wrapped in a white towel, the girl stepped into the bathroom with relief. Even Adele couldn’t be “completely honest” with Hermione from the start.
“Hermione, I’m coming in.”
“Puhe!” Hermione couldn’t let Adele see her nervous and expectant expression.
Crystal clear water splashed. At that moment, Hermione was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. Her silver-blue hair floated on the water’s surface, and the hot steam enveloped her snow-white body. Even under the full-level Paladin’s holy light, the faint outline and beautiful shape of her full chest could still be seen. Compared to a straightforward display, this hazy charm was more appealing. At least, that’s how Adele felt as she stepped into the bathroom with bare feet. Upon seeing this scene, she was completely stunned. Her face turned deep red, and she quickly turned around, her fingers shyly entwined.
“I’m sorry! I saw something I shouldn’t have…”
Hermione’s cheeks were also slightly red. However, in front of Adele, in front of this pure and innocent girl, she could more or less maintain her usual composure.
“Just think of it as a clumsy little cat seeing it; it’s no big deal.”
She gently comforted Adele and then added, “Since you made such a request, you should have expected this result.”
“Adele, wash my hair for me, will you?”
“Yes.”
Adele took a few deep breaths and then exhaled. When she turned around again, her light pink eyes, like peach blossoms, were lowered, staring only at her tender toes. It seemed that she wanted to reduce her transgression against Lady Hermione in this way.
Hermione noticed this and muttered to herself, “There’s no need.”
However, thanks to this, her tension subsided. The fundamental reason was that Hermione thought she was the proactive and dominant party.
In her mind, Adele was a delicate, easy-to-topple, and extremely shy little girl. If that was the case, what was there for her to be nervous or worried about? The one who should be anxious should be Adele. Blood races liked pure girls. This should be well-known. Little did she know that at this moment, Adele’s heart had already blossomed with joy.
Hehe, Hermione, my Hermione… It was a bit too smooth. Hermione, this defenseless woman, had grown such a mature body for nothing. I think you don’t understand anything~
Adele’s lips were about to become wavy from holding back her laughter. She came to the side of the bathtub where Hermione was bathing, sat on a small stool, and began to serve Hermione.
The water rippled with the girl’s movements, forming small waves and transparent, clear ripples.
Hermione faced away from Adele, closed her eyes comfortably, and let Adele’s fingers run through her strands of hair, falling to the edge of the bathtub.
From Adele’s point of view, she could see Hermione’s two “floating islands” on the water’s surface below her jade-like shoulders.
Flames seemed to surge from Adele’s heart, and blood began to gather at the bridge of her nose… Blood races were very sensitive to blood. Not to mention Hermione, the descendant of the Blood Race’s True Ancestor. She realized something and was unexpectedly a little happy.
Fortunately, her mouth was closed, allowing her body to react honestly. For example, she then raised her already tall chest. Being liked… even if it was just eye-catching, it was still something worth being happy about.
Since the distance between the girls was so close and the holy light in the bathroom was dim, Adele could see everything. For the first time, she felt the joy of being a transmigrator.
All the hardships she had endured before seemed to be for this moment of sweetness after bitterness! As for washing a girl’s hair, it was a piece of cake for Adele. She just had to be careful and not get distracted, lest she ruin the pure image she had built up in Hermione’s mind. Therefore, Adele only greedily glanced at it one last time, imprinting that scene deeply in her mind before lowering her head and beginning to wash Hermione’s hair with full concentration. It was a dreamlike, silver-blue hair, with soft and delicate strands slipping through her fingers one by one.
One couldn’t bear to use force, only gently using fingertips as a comb, slowly washing it. Hermione’s closed eyes trembled slightly.
She felt as if it were her mother gently stroking her hair.Together, they were happy and harmonious… It had been a long, long time since someone had treated her so gently. Quietly washed her hair. After an unknown amount of time,
Adele’s hands were sore, and everything was finally completed. She proudly put her hands on her waist to admire her masterpiece~ But at this moment, her masterpiece suddenly turned around and stood up from the bathtub.
This action caught Adele off guard. Adele’s vision was filled with holy light, and she was already dumbfounded. Hermione’s gaze was filled with obscure sadness and a certain longing. She suddenly reached out to Adele. Adele instinctively covered the towel on her chest.
The first reaction in her heart was to retreat.
Je… ah, Hermione, don’t! Acting is acting, but there’s no need to put herself in it!
However, the gap in physique and strength was already too great to be made up for.
Not to mention, Hermione still had the trump card of spiritual suppression that she hadn’t used.
What is dignity? Dignity is when Adele doesn’t want to be dignified, Hermione helps her be dignified.
All Adele could do was enjoy it. Hermione actually pulled Adele’s hands, making her stand in front of her. At the same time, Adele’s already loose towel slipped off her body and fell into the bathtub with constantly overflowing water, quickly becoming wet and damp.
Adele was pulled into Hermione’s embrace with force.
The first thing she felt was a huge elasticity. Yes… elasticity! A large carriage ran over Adele’s face without any mercy!
