Chapter 356: Serving My Girlfriend's Master, I Really Am So Pure (2)
Only after climbing out of Shia's arms and striking a pose full of divine grace and charm did she lift her chin slightly and glance at Shia from the corner of her eye, trying hard to ignore the burning sensation on her ears.
She felt a little resentful toward Shia in her heart.
Why did you have to see me looking so clumsy?
You clearly knew that thing wasn't a threat to us, so why didn't you say anything?
Were you deliberately trying to watch me embarrass myself?
You're really making this goddess lose face!
Completely forgetting it was she who had thrown herself into his arms first, not even letting him get a word in.
"Ahem, this time I contacted you to discuss whether you could waive my rent for two days?"
Mei tried to ignore her burning ears and casually made up an excuse.
"No way."
"If not, then forget it, you're free to leave."
Mei turned around, facing Shia with her side, chin still raised high.
It was just her embarrassment making her talk so hastily.
Her tsundere, prideful attitude was actually kind of cute.
Shia couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Seeing that she had calmed down, he didn't linger.
There were still many crises outside ready to explode at any moment. Now wasn't the time to tease a goddess.
Like his girlfriend's master.
Last time the Moon Queen had met Shia, she had a pretty good impression of him.
He had behaved respectfully towards her, treated her disciple well.
But this time, she was a bit unhappy.
Still, thinking of how her disciple's face lit up with joy and anticipation whenever she mentioned Shia, she restrained herself and decided to give him a proper warning.
At the very least, she couldn't let her disciple get hurt.
But when she actually faced Shia, the Moon Queen fell silent.
She didn't have many friends to begin with and rarely interacted with others.
Like during the gathering with Diana, she spent most of her time being quiet.
Gentle and elegant—this was the usual impression the Moon Queen gave.
But exactly because of this personality, she could be considered bad with words.
The aroma of tea wafted from the table, but the atmosphere felt a little stiff.
Shia sat upright, calmly looking at her, waiting for her to speak.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
One minute passed;
Two minutes passed...
The silence kept stretching, and the air grew increasingly awkward.
The Moon Queen rested her hand on the table, lightly tapping her finger on the teacup, still pondering how to speak—how to express her attitude strongly enough without making the boy rebel.
Damn, black history exposed!
"Master, has Senior told you how we met?"
The boy's gentle voice broke the deadlock.
The Moon Queen raised her eyes to look at the boy opposite her, slightly dazed, then shook her head.
Shia smiled faintly, with a hint of melancholy, and took the initiative to recount his meeting with Sistine.
"I only found out later that when she came to find me, it was to ask me to move out."
Shia chuckled softly, though the tenderness in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
The Moon Queen listened, curious.
"And then? Did you move out?"
Shia thought back to the scene, the nostalgia deepening in his eyes, his voice growing softer.
"No. There was a little accident at the time..."
"I had just brewed some wine. She saw it and, trying to muster courage, downed a cup in one go."
"It was strong stuff. She got drunk and made a bit of a scene."
Shia couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.
"When she sobered up, she left in a hurry, without saying anything."
"Later, during our first trial as freshmen, she was assigned to lead our group and protect us..."
The boy's voice was soft and soothing.
With each word, a vivid scene unfolded before the Moon Queen's eyes.
Though his tone was casual, the deep affection and tenderness he felt for Sistine were crystal clear.
Gradually, the tension in the Moon Queen's heart eased.
Her best friend's recommendation was indeed trustworthy.
Such an outstanding boy being admired by others was only natural.
And hearing the emotion in his voice, he would surely protect her precious disciple.
The atmosphere between them gradually relaxed, even stirring the Moon Queen's own desire to share.
"She—she's always been like that since she was a child."
The Moon Queen smiled fondly as she recalled the past.
"Little Ti has the best sword talent I've ever seen."
"But... maybe as compensation from the heavens, with such overwhelming talent, she lost something else."
"That silly girl has always been a little clumsy and extremely self-conscious."
"Her situation at home wasn't great. Her father had only average talent—famous, but still stuck at the Sword Hero level."
"Instead of being proud of her extraordinary gift, he treated it as a disgrace."
"Back then, she was always apologizing, whether or not it was her fault. 'I'm sorry' was constantly on her lips."
"Eat a little slower? Apologize. Practice too long? Apologize. Even winning a match? Apologize, trembling all over."
"Others envied her talent, but seeing her like that, it just made your chest feel tight."
"And you couldn't even get mad—she was genuinely sincere."
The Moon Queen's face softened as she spoke, full of reminiscence.
It was a time that belonged to them, full of bittersweet memories.
Though it sounded funny now, it was mostly heartache.
In recalling it now, she unknowingly revealed a lot about her disciple's past.
Back then, she'd spent no small effort correcting Sistine's habit.
It had taken a long, long time for Sistine to learn not to apologize for things that weren't her fault.
Even though those memories seemed funny now, thinking back still made one's heart ache.
Though, in the end, it seemed the "fix" hadn't gone perfectly.
She'd stopped apologizing—but now hardly dared to speak at all.
Clearly soft-tempered, yet always wearing a cold, aloof mask.
"Achoo!"
Sistine sneezed and shivered all over.
She suddenly felt a chill.
Was the weather changing?
Given her cultivation, she shouldn't have been affected by such external factors.
In the end, without understanding why, she couldn't figure out why she sneezed.