Chapter 305: Stepping on Mary Sue? That's a Bit Too... (2)
Shia got up and left the original space of the Charm Ring.
However, as soon as he arrived home, he was met with the sight of Lilith being stepped on by the Elf Princess.
A silver-haired little loli, with an absurdly large bust that didn't match her petite figure, stood there.
Her delicate face was taut. Unlike Nia's natural airheadedness, Lia carried a bone-chilling coldness about her.
Her elf ears drooped slightly, and when she looked down, the coldness in her gaze was enough to send shivers down one's spine.
A perpetually irritable loli.
Her soft, small feet, clad in white stockings, pressed down on the golden-haired noble lady beneath her, pinning Lilith so tightly that she couldn't lift her head.
Lilith lay sprawled on the ground, her black-stockinged legs folded beneath her, her slender waist pressed against her thighs, and her ample chest squashed flat.
She looked just like a large puppy.
Yet, despite this, the expression on her face was one of utter delight, as if she was savoring the experience.
Even though she was being treated like this, she showed no sign of displeasure.
She was actually enjoying it?
More, more, I want more~!
Shia was stunned!
Why was she here?
What kind of scene was this?
The noble lady, a supposed Mary Sue, was being stepped on like a dog… and she was actually enjoying it?
Coming home to find a total pervert—what should he do?
The sound of him opening the door caught the attention of the others in the room.
Lia turned her head. The moment she saw Shia, her cold gaze instantly brightened.
Her large eyes filled with a pitiful expression.
Her small lips quivered slightly, her whole demeanor exuding grievance.
"Master~!"
Seeing Shia return, Lilith immediately pleaded for help.
Her entire posture screamed, "Save me!"
Lilith instinctively tried to lift her head upon hearing the Elf Princess's voice.
However, just as she managed to raise it slightly, the small white-stockinged foot suddenly pressed down with more force.
Lilith was shoved back down.
It hurt a little.
Despite the soft texture of the white stockings, the foot pressing down on her was firm and heavy.
Overwhelming, impossible to resist.
But Lilith didn't want to resist.
She was being stepped on, yes, but she was being stepped on by the Elf Princess~.
That was a delight in itself!
Even though these white stockings had been worn all day and were a bit dirty…
Still, elves didn't have foot odor!
The white-stockinged foot exuded a faint, fragrant scent.
Still as pure as ever.
Because they had been worn for a while, the white stockings had absorbed Lia's scent—completely infused with the princess's essence.
Lilith's expression showed even more bliss.
She was utterly intoxicated by this fragrance.
"If you're still mad, Senior, please step on me harder!"
Lia looked down at the clingy fool beneath her with sheer disdain.
She had thought she was punishing her, but there was no sense of accomplishment at all.
If anything, it felt like she was rewarding her instead.
Her delicate face, identical to Nia's, carried an aloof, unapproachable coldness.
Like a moon goddess floating high above the clouds—untouchable.
She ground her foot down harder.
If killing wasn't forbidden, she would have gladly stomped this pervert to death.
But her sister had been bullied by this pervert, so it was up to her to stand up and protect Nia.
Now that Master was back, he would stand up for her, right?
Lia's eyes turned back to Shia, looking pitifully at him.
The look of utter disgust she had just given Lilith vanished in an instant.
As if she had become a completely different person.
Shia couldn't bear to look.
"Ahem!"
He cleared his throat twice before changing into his house slippers and walking toward the couch.
Lilith's body tensed for a moment.
Ah?
Shia was back?
That meant he had seen what she looked like just now?
Being stepped on like a dog in front of her Master… A little embarrassing.
She didn't mind herself, but she did mind Shia seeing it.
Lia immediately lifted her foot off Lilith, then slid over to Shia's side, snuggling up against him.
Her soft arms wrapped around his waist, and she pressed her face against his shoulder, exuding a pitiful aura.
She had suffered too much just now.
That pervert had come knocking, and Master wasn't home.
She couldn't bear to watch her sister, Nia, be bullied at all.
So she had to step in and punish the pervert herself.
But that pervert lived up to the title—no matter how much she punished her, there was no sense of satisfaction.
She had no doubt that Lilith was secretly enjoying it!
If she didn't hit her, she'd feel unsatisfied. But if she did, it only made her more unsatisfied…
Wuwuwu, she was too pitiful~!
Lilith climbed up from the ground and straightened her clothes.
Despite being pinned down, aside from her slightly disheveled outfit, she wasn't actually that dirty.
Maintaining her noble lady's composure, Lilith gracefully took a seat on the opposite couch.
Shia, however, was looking at the top of her head.
Her hair was a bit of a mess from being stepped on.
Although she had tidied herself up, a single tuft of hair stubbornly stuck up on her head.
"Shia, you're finally back."
Shia forced himself to look away and didn't point it out.
"You came looking for me—what's the matter?"
"As I mentioned before, my mother's birthday is approaching. You need to come back with me."
Lilith frowned slightly.
"You didn't forget, did you?"
Shia shook his head.
"It's your mother's birthday; of course, I wouldn't forget."
"But… we're leaving now?"
Lilith nodded.
Her posture was elegant and dignified, completely different from the shameless pervert who had just been enjoying getting stepped on.
"We're setting off tonight, so I came to inform you."
"Sort out your leave as soon as possible."
Shia nodded, acknowledging her words.