EFB Chapter 225 : Winning Over the Saintess with a Rabbit
Chapter 225 : Winning Over the Saintess with a Rabbit
After wandering around with that unreliable little dream demon for a while, Celitia was completely exhausted.Unconsciously, she left the dream world and entered deeper sleep.
When Celitia woke up again, daylight was already bright.
Opening her eyes, Celitia felt something fluffy pressed tightly against her cheek.
Celitia turned her head and looked toward the pillow in confusion.
White, fluffy, round, and with a short little tail...
Wait, wait—this was a rabbit's bottom, wasn't it?
Had that foolish little dream demon actually followed her out?
It seemed she was serious about acknowledging her as boss.
Celitia didn't know what to say.
The fluffy rabbit fur tickled her cheek and touched her nose tip, making Celitia sneeze involuntarily:
"Achoo!"
As soon as her body moved, Celitia immediately felt someone gripping her hand tightly.
"You're awake?"
A familiar voice came from beside the bed, full of worry. "How are you sneezing right after waking up? It seems your body is really uncomfortable..."
Celitia turned her head, saw clearly who was sitting by the bed, and couldn't help rubbing her eyes with her free hand:
"Ariel? How are you here?"
When they parted yesterday, things had been unpleasant between them.
Celitia had thought she wouldn't see Ariel for some time.
She hadn't expected to see her by her bedside after just one night.
Ariel looked haggard, with dark circles under her eyes and looking even worse than Celitia herself.
Right, Annie had mentioned that last night Ariel had brought church people to clean up that village ruins area.
No wonder Ariel looked so tired—it must have taken considerable effort.
"Why didn't you go rest? Last night, weren't you—" Celitia almost let slip Annie's words and quickly coughed to change her phrasing. "Didn't you say you were going back to the church to find help?"
"That matter was already handled last night. We almost caught that strange creature but it got away."
Speaking of this, Ariel gritted her teeth, very unwilling.
Celitia silently glanced toward the pillow at that round rabbit sleeping soundly.
If Ariel knew that the rabbit using its bottom to face her was the creature she wanted to catch...
Would she catch it to steam or braise?
Ariel's gaze followed and landed on Annie.
Her eyes lit up as she asked curiously: "What's this? A rabbit?"
"Yes, it's a rabbit." Celitia answered without changing expression.
"Where did it come from?" Ariel stared at Annie intently, becoming more enamored the more she looked. "A pet from Shanie's family?"
"I encountered it last night. Somehow it jumped in through the window and came to sleep by my side."
Celitia continued making things up. "I saw it wandering around looking pitiful, so I decided to keep it as a pet."
"So it's your pet. It's fluffy and looks so cute."
Showing longing in her eyes, Ariel asked hesitantly: "Um... may I pet it?"
Who would have thought Ariel quite liked small animals.
Celitia thought to herself, then looked back at Annie who was sleeping soundly.
This little thing was sleeping quite deeply—all this talking hadn't woken her up.
So... let Ariel pet her?
Maybe after petting, the two of them could take the first step toward reconciliation.
So Celitia picked up Annie and held her in front of Ariel:
"Go ahead and pet her, just try not to wake her up."
Ariel was very happy and carefully reached out to pet the rabbit's head.
Just as she was about to touch it, Annie suddenly opened her eyes.
In the rabbit's red eyes, Ariel's deep red short hair was reflected.
Seeing clearly who Ariel was, Annie immediately let out a panicked shriek:
"Squeak—!!"
Annie bit down on Ariel's hand with an "awoo," leaving several deep tooth marks on the back of her hand.
"Ah!!" Ariel cried out in pain.
The rabbit used all four limbs to struggle out of Celitia's hands, rushed quickly to the window, and jumped out of sight.
Celitia: "..."
Annie's timing for waking up was really terrible.
Opening her eyes to see the bad woman who almost had her caught for spicy rabbit head—screaming in fright was natural...
The corner of Celitia's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
Looking at the direction Annie disappeared, Ariel held up her injured hand, not angry but rather quite dejected:
"Did it run away? Did I scare it?"
Celitia looked at the tooth marks on Ariel's hand: "Did it bite you?"
"It hurts a bit, but didn't break the skin."
Ariel shook her hand, still thinking about the escaped Annie. "Why was it so afraid of me?"
Celitia randomly found an excuse to brush it off: "Um... this... maybe you're not popular with small animals?"
"I see..." Ariel became even more dejected.
Not only did people keep their distance from her, but Ariel had never had much luck with animals either—even animals were afraid of her aura.
Just trying to pet it had scared Celitia's rabbit like this—Ariel really hadn't expected it.
Feeling like she had accidentally stepped on Ariel's sore spot, Celitia's conscience twinged slightly.
"She woke up too suddenly and is timid. Next time I'll talk to her properly and let you pet her."
Using cuteness to win over Ariel—then Ariel wouldn't bear to catch her.
Longing appeared in Ariel's eyes again: "Really? Will it listen to you?"
"Should...?" Celitia wasn't very certain.
She had acknowledged her as boss, so with reasonable persuasion, there was no reason she wouldn't listen.
Ariel suddenly realized her desire for fluffiness was too obvious and her face gradually reddened.
Her voice became as thin as a mosquito's: "Then... it's settled?"
So fluffiness really was a powerful weapon against girls? Even lionesses were no exception?
Her face was so red, yet she was still so persistent...
If she had known this earlier, she could have raised several groups of rabbits back then and captured this Saintess on the spot, couldn't she?
With chaotic thoughts in her mind, Celitia softened her voice slightly: "It's settled."
Getting Celitia's answer, Ariel's face immediately bloomed with a bright smile.
She didn't usually like to smile, always keeping a stern face with a strong aura—imposing but difficult to approach.
"You should smile more often," Celitia couldn't help saying. "At least then even small animals wouldn't be afraid of you."
"Really?"
Ariel was completely thrown off by her comment, and the smile on her lips immediately stiffened.
She tried to lift the corners of her mouth further to make her smile bigger: "Is this okay?"
Celitia immediately regretted it: "...Maybe you shouldn't smile after all."