Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 148 : I'm Sorry

"Where exactly will this cart be transported to... (whispering)"

The cart wheels bumped along the uneven ground, jolting up and down. Elsa's heart rose with each jolt.

"Well... who knows."

However, her companion seemed completely calm and composed, which troubled her. She couldn't help but complain in a lowered voice:

"Evie, you've been so casual since earlier!"

"Ahaha..."

It was natural to be scolded like this by her girlfriend,

Not knowing the destination, nor what would happen next, yet just casually getting on board.

If any person with common sense were to evaluate her behavior, they would surely shake their heads and say it was too reckless.

Elsa wanted to say something more, but a sudden brake stopped the words she hadn't been able to say,

"—Ah!"

The sudden braking made her lose her balance before she could adjust, and she crashed into Yvonne.

Fortunately, Yvonne's chest served as a good buffer, preventing Elsa from hitting the sides and making a sound.

"I'm sorry... Evie..."

With her face buried in Yvonne's cleavage, she made a muffled sound. Falling in this position, it would be very difficult to get up again, meaning she would have to stay in this even more embarrassing posture on top of Yvonne for the rest of the journey.

"...I'm glad you're alright."

It's fine, just upgrading from 50% contact area to 80%...

It's okay, you're already a mature adult, you can handle this—

Although thinking this way, Yvonne's accelerated heartbeat still betrayed her agitation.

The food cart suddenly paused, and the sound of wheels from all directions abruptly stopped. A heavy scraping sound came from very close by.

This sound was somewhat familiar, and Elsa immediately recognized what it meant.

"Ah—the door is opening!"

She said excitedly in a low voice.

Although it was pitch black in this narrow space, Yvonne felt she could imagine the expression on Elsa's face.

Now they just needed to wait for the cart to stop and find an opportunity to slip away, and everything would be fine,

Although it was a bit reckless, it seemed the plan was going smoothly so far.

"I'm sorry, Elsa..."

After momentarily breathing a sigh of relief, she began to feel some regret,

"Why is Evie apologizing... Uh, what's suddenly wrong?"

"Because... I dragged you into this."

Thinking carefully, she had indeed been too reckless,

"Those people don't know you... I should have let you find a chance to slip away earlier."

In a moment of impulse, she had let Elsa follow her, without considering the consequences at all. Why on earth did she feel excited about getting into trouble... When did she develop such a terrible interest??

Yvonne felt somewhat regretful. It seemed the blood of that selfish and willful villainess still flowed in her body, and sometimes it might go to her head and make her do some outrageous things.

She shouldn't have approached such a risky situation with such a casual attitude...

"It's alright—"

She said softly to Yvonne in a breath,

Lying on top of her, pressed very close, she could feel Elsa's blinking against her chest through the thin fabric.

"Rather... I'm happy that Evie actively involved me—"

When Yvonne said she had memories of a 'previous life' and came from another world, Elsa was actually quite uneasy.

What kind of person was the previous Evie?

What kind of experiences she had, how she had lived through them—

All of those were parts that Elsa could not reach, could not know, and could not experience.

But even so, she wanted to know, to understand, all of it, everything about her.

If their meeting was all part of a 'story' already decided by this world's 'god', then she was quite grateful to 'god'.

The world that connected them,

"Evie and I... are now sharing the same fate."

Sharing the same fate.

This somewhat heavy phrase, coming from her mouth, made Yvonne's heart flutter endlessly.

"Evie..."

The wheels started moving again, and under the cover of the driving noise, the two could speak a little louder.

"What is it?"

"I love you~"

"...I've heard that many times already."

"Not enough, not enough, even saying it a hundred times, a thousand times wouldn't be enough"

"............"

The feeling at this moment was indescribable.

The happiness of being loved and the love in her heart overlapped,

This feeling of mutual understanding made her feel addicted.

Being loved, and wanting to love.

"Um... it's a bit embarrassing to say... but..."

She struggled to prop herself up, bringing her fluffy head closer,

"As compensation for dragging me into this... I want Evie to kiss me."

Not just a kiss, she also hoped Yvonne would take the initiative.

"Wait, now isn't the time to do this kind of thing..."

"But I want to do it."

As if to give a proper reason for her request,

"I'm so nervous because of the suspension bridge effect! If Evie is willing to comfort me this way, I think I could calm down a bit—"

—Yeah right!

Yvonne knew full well that this girl just wanted to kiss her!!

Although she knew her intentions, Yvonne didn't intend to refuse.

There was no helping it, fulfilling her wishes, big and small, had already been written into her life plan as a goal.

Indeed, up until now, due to shyness, Elsa had been the one to initiate more often,

So it was normal for her to have such expectations.

Freeing up her hands, one hand supporting Elsa's body, the other hand fumbling to brush away the hair that was about to sweep across her face,

Then, in the narrow space where they could clearly hear each other's voices, their lips touched.

Even the most delicious desserts paled in comparison to the taste of kissing her,

Her lips were moist and soft, as sweet and smooth as warm pudding. By now, having become completely familiar with each other's bodies, possessing her lips had become a matter of course.

But it was precisely this matter-of-course feeling that made it precious to her.

This self... was undoubtedly happy.

Although she hadn't moved closer to Elsa's cheeks, she could feel the rapidly rising heat coming from her side,

"Today's meal portion is so generous... It's a bit hard to push."

"Hehe, yours is probably extra food for that person."

Yvonne could hear the discussions coming from beyond the thin metal sheet, but her actions didn't stop.

Why was this?

Knowing that they could be discovered at any moment, yet still unable to stop. On the contrary, this tension intensified the stimulation.

Miss Maid delivering meals... I'm sorry for doing this kind of thing in such a place!