CHAPTER 183: BATTLE OF TONGUE TURNED TO ’LESSON ON HOW TO PLEASURE MEL’

As Mel approached the Northern Gate to the Noble District, where the Mochi shop lay, she faced a unique dilemma.

Within the sunset, at a paved path surrounded by grasslands on both sides, Rosana and Lila had begun their version of tug-a-war.

"As-I-said."

Lila pouted to Rosana while hugging her left arm firmly.

"If you’re so flimsy with my Mel, you might as well leave us alone in the first place."

Rosana merely smiled while loosely clasping Mel’s arm.

"I don’t seem to recall or make any demands for my Mel here."

The Heiress tilted her head.

"And if I recall correctly, you’ve had your temper tantrum in the Embervale, no? As well as occupying Mel there for more than a week?"

"Hic!" Lila hiccuped, then paused.

"Wait..." Scowling, she pointed at Rosana. "How do you know we’re in Embervale that time?! We didn’t tell you anything!"

"Ah..." Rosana’s eyes curved delightfully. "So you two were in Embervale. Care to explain what you’ve done?"

"Like I will tell you!"

Mel held back a chuckle. Hehe. Being competed over for love was fun!

Watching as Lila’s cheeks flushed into a puffy, smoky tomato, she decided to lend her poor, first wife a hand first!

Zero motive, though, in prolonging their fights for amusement!

"Lila." Mel petted the blue hair, her fingers dancing playfully at the top.

"You do know our Rosana here was teasing and gourging your reaction. Don’t fall for it so easily!"

"Ah? Re-really?"

As Lila faced Rosana’s unmoving smile, she gritted her teeth.

"You..." Lila growled, then took a deep breath; her brows lowering with shame.

She promised Mel that she would be better at negotiating, but she got caught in embarrassment a moment later.

Then, a glimmer of realisation flashed through, as she snapped her gaze back confidently.

"Wait. What’s so shameful about it?"

Sneakily glancing both ways to confirm no passerbies, Lila puffed out her moderate chest with a strained smirk.

"That’s right!" She declared. "Mel and I have been making lo- I mean, furthering our relationship for one whole week! What’s so shameful about it?!"

Though even as Lila failed to notice, the discussion had already veered off from ’who would have the second mochi ticket’.

To ’who was closer than Mel."

Rosana raised a brow, her lips parting for a moment before curling up again.

"Then I assume you could divulge some details for me?"

"Hmph!" Lila’s smirk grew wider. "Of course! As your senior, let me enlighten you with..."

A faint blush crept up on Mel again, her legs sliding together with anticipation.

So unaware of her, Rosana has deeply plotted for this moment.

Her noble etiquette has taught her the proper way of pleasures as well, so if she could embarrass Lila in her-

"Mel’s weak spots were her lips."

"Hic!"

Suddenly, a calm voice interrupted Lila’s passionate rant, as Mel fidgeted at her waist, being grabbed.

The academy uniform slightly sank in, as Rosana’s brows knitted together.

And in her vision, petals of light fluttered out from her waist down till her hair; the invisible visage she smiled earlier revealed to be Aria, the suspicious elf that accompanied them in the exam.

"Hello." Aria nuzzled her head idly on Mel’s shoulder before glancing at them both.

"My lovely Juniors."

As the brown hair swept over the elf’s poker face, Rosana turned to Lila only to find her glaring.

Though those bloated cheeks again, it seemed to the Heiress that the Elf and Lila got acquainted reluctantly.

Glancing over the Elf’s folded arms on Mel’s tummy and Mel’s flushed face, Rosana kept her smirk.

"I don’t seem to recall your name?"

Aria, however, seemed to have ignored Rosana and began rambling again.

"During intimacy, Mel’s body itself likes to be treated as an item to be devoured. To be consumed in tiny nibbles and large bites simultaneously."

"A-aria..."

"However, her weak spot came when her ’love’ was fully acknowledged by the opposite party; thus, kisses were Mel’s favourite way to... ’connect,’ you can say. Hugs also work, but my personal favourite would be-"

"Aria...!"

Mel squirmed within Maria’s hold.

Not good; continue this rant, and Mel would’ve asked Aria to pull her away and ’love’ her properly again!

And why was she so accurate?! They had only done it once... no?

"Aw, my little Mel seemed to have been embarrassed..."

Maria leaned in to her reddened ear, whispering. "Want to go somewhere? Just the two of us?"

"Mm-"

Mel’s neck stuttered, almost nodding.

"Oh?"

Maria then tugged Mel’s chin before turning it gently to meet her piercing brown eyes.

"Mel." She chuckled. "You’re not dumb. So, stop admiring this charade and tell me which one you’ll choose?"

Lila’s lips gaped in realisation, while Rosana’s relaxed look slightly twisted.

"Oh...I see," Rosana hummed. "Seems that I’ve been naive in focusing too much on the little puppy here."

"You were the one-" Lila pursed her lips before sighing. "Hmph... fine.... A-Aria was right in her part."

The two stared, then collectively locked onto the nervous Mel, silently judging her for a decision.

"Hm..."

Mel frowned a little, hesitating.

Then her lips broke into a relaxed smile. "I’ll go with Aria then."

"Ha?" Lila suddenly felt the urge to freeze Aria now. "Pretend that you struggle in deciding! What’s with the instant decision?"

[ Lila was flabbergasted, betrayed, and thinking to ’skewer you’ alive in bed tonight! ]

[ Lila Favourability: 86% - 57% ]

"But my Lila. I have accompanied you and Rosana for the whole day!"

Then, Mel reciprocated a hug to Maria with no hesitation. "Can’t I have personal time with others as well? You know. A bit of me and you time."

"Mm..." Lila clutched Mel’s hand before swaying her hip in annoyance.

Sorry, my Lila. And-

"It has been fun today, Rosana!"

Facing the amused Heiress, she noticed a flicker of downcast brows from Rosana.

Suspicion for ’Aria’? Downpour mood for being rejected? Or...

Mel’s thought trailed off as she glanced at a panel, before squinting a little.

[ Don’t move too much, my Mel. ]

The warning in those words and Maria’s smile raised an inch higher than she remembered.

[ Behind us, there’s an Archon-ranked Troublemaker that wouldn’t hesitate to kill you, right when we leave. ]