Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 164 : Don't Eat Too Much

Splat—

"...Be careful!"

"Ah-woo ah—"

Stepping on her right foot with her left, she inevitably tripped, making me feel nervous.

But the little one didn't cry, instead struggling to get up.

"Mama—"

"There, there..."

Yvonne patted the top of her head as she reached out.

"Be more careful in the future, don't run so hastily."

"Wugu wugu~"

Although she still wobbled into my arms in the end, with tears welling up in her eyes, every bit of progress a child makes is worth encouraging.

The little one was growing rapidly, with noticeable changes almost every day.

Leaving aside her height for now, the little paw holding onto me had already started to differentiate into structures similar to fingers.

Pink, soft... small, plump. Springy when pinched, with a nice feel. A completely different structure from human hands.

Thinking that such a unique child was being raised by her, Yvonne found it quite incredible.

Although it could be somewhat troublesome most of the time, watching such a young life progress step by step, from stumbling steps to lively and vivacious, Yvonne experienced for the first time the emotion and joy of being a parent.

This child is just too adorable!!

However, at this age, young Pelos are the most active, so generally speaking, one can't let their guard down for a moment.

Because her body was growing rapidly, she needed sufficient activity to keep up, striving to match her physical abilities with her growth.

Moreover, since they had moved back to their original large mansion, a child at this age stage maintains the greatest curiosity about many things and environments. But wanting to fully explore this unknown world would lead her to wander around her "territory" full of energy like this, and if one wasn't careful, situations like before could easily occur.

However, what Yvonne hadn't anticipated was that, while she had been carefully guarding against threats in the environment, now another worrying situation had arisen:

"Bebe... Are you really not going to eat anymore?"

Today at mealtime, the little one was behaving unusually, seeming to have no appetite.

"Wupu pu..."

Her head drooped, ears hanging on both sides, swaying left and right as she shook her head. The little tail that usually wagged energetically whenever she saw Yvonne and Elsa had also drooped.

Today, they had specially asked the chef to make her favorite steamed shoulder meat, but she only took two bites before refusing to eat any more.

What's wrong...

Being someone's mother—this was a first for both her and Elsa, and moreover, it was their first time being mothers. Unlike those mothers who carried their children for ten months and were fully prepared before giving birth, they had adopted a cub of a different race. Her body was much more fragile compared to their own race, so whenever any abnormality appeared, she would be especially nervous.

As guardians, they naturally hoped their child would always be healthy, lively, and full of energy.

Oh no,

Could it be that she's sick?

Just thinking of this possibility made her panic immediately.

"Evie...! I think I should go to the beastfolk district and bring back a veterinarian?"

Elsa was even more nervous than herself. At this moment, she had already changed into her outdoor clothes, ready to rush out and grab a doctor at any time.

"...I think you two might be overreacting a bit..."

The newly arrived maid, Parcy, walked in, set down the tray she was carrying, and came before the two anxious individuals, saying with a wry smile,

"Beastfolk bodies are quite tough—they don't fall ill so easily."

Although the young lady had seemed somewhat unapproachable at first impression, after actual interaction, one could quickly discover that Yvonne wasn't as scary as the rumors suggested. Due to their similar ages and Parcy's outgoing personality, she quickly became familiar with these two young mistresses.

"I have a half-beast younger brother at home, so I have some experience in taking care of beastfolk children. Rather than finding those unreliable witch doctors who cheat and swindle, why not let me take a look?"

Unexpectedly, this young maid's family situation was quite complex. After inquiring, Yvonne learned that her family was a rare reconstituted family of beastfolk and humans. The half-beast brother she mentioned shared the same mother but a different father with her.

Parcy's biological father was an absolute scoundrel. The Pelo tribe stepfather who punched that scoundrel flying was like a hero, and to this day, he still has a good relationship with her mother.

At that time, it was also because she saw the shadow of her own brother in Bebe that she unhesitatingly stepped forward to save her.

"...Then I'll trouble you!"

After obtaining the parents' consent, Parcy squatted down and patted Bebe's head.

"Does it hurt anywhere?"

Although she couldn't quite understand complex sentences yet, Bebe could already understand some simple questions.

Unlike humans, beastfolk children develop very quickly, and it seems the little head can hold more and more information.

The little one first shook her head, then rubbed her own belly.

"Your tummy doesn't hurt, but it feels uncomfortable, is that right?"

The little one finally nodded.

"Come, let me see—"

Parcy very skillfully placed her hand on the fluffy little belly and rubbed, then put her ear against it to listen.

Finally, she reached a conclusion:

"You two, it seems the little one is fine."

Conclusion: She simply ate too much.

"...Ate too much?"

"Bebe has eaten a lot of meat these past few days, right?"

"Because her teeth have come in... I heard that Pelo tribe can eat meat as soon as they have teeth... so..."

"Although it's true that she can eat it, for such a small child, eating so much meat will definitely cause indigestion!"

"That's true..."

Suddenly changing the diet like this would definitely cause problems.

But these two were also overly doting on their child, just like foolish parents.

"And I saw that Bebe really likes to eat... so..."

"You can't just give children whatever they like to eat! Children will naturally only want to eat what they like!!"

"...You're right."

Yvonne finally realized her mistake.

Children's concept of right and wrong is still very vague, and they need adults to help establish correct values.

Cultivating correct eating habits is a long and arduous task...

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"...Can we really trouble you?"

"It's no problem~ I'm the best at taking care of children."

Parcy volunteered.

"I'll arrange some light meals. After eating the digestive meal I prepare, she should regain her appetite by tomorrow... So today, let me take care of little Bebe! Miss Elsa and Miss Yvonne, you two don't seem to have rested much lately, so please rest well today—"

"...Then we'll leave it to you. Bebe, be good and listen to Sister Parcy."

"Wugu mm~~"

Bebe obediently nodded. Fortunately, this child wasn't very shy, and she seemed to like Parcy as well.

In any case, with someone to help take care of the child, they could finally relax after a long time.

Phew...

"Has she already fallen asleep..."

When she came out of the bathroom after drying her hair, Elsa was already making steady breathing sounds on the bed.

She had some expectations originally, but it seemed they would go unfulfilled.

Helplessly, Yvonne turned off the light and carefully lay down beside her so as not to wake her up.

However, after lying down, she still felt a bit restless, only gently stroking Elsa's hair with her hand.

Elsa's hair wasn't long; she always kept it just about shoulder length, so when stroking from top to bottom, fingers easily slid to the hair ends.

Brown, soft, although light and thin, yet springy hair, with a unique tactile sensation when touched.

Yvonne felt she had a strange habit of liking to touch these things with feminine characteristics.

Although men can also have long hair... indeed, this wonderful feeling can only be experienced on women.

She could smell the fresh and sweet scent from using the same soap as herself.

Although she could smell it directly, she couldn't help but bring her nose tip closer to sniff.

Sniff sniff, sniff sniff—

Then, the person beside her finally couldn't help but laugh.

"...Finally, has Evie also become a puppy? Were you infected by Bebe?"

"So you were awake... You naughty thing!"

"Hehe~"

The laughter she emitted lightly vibrated the mattress next to her body, and she could feel her body actively coming towards her.

Long eyelashes flickered in the darkness.

Although the light was dim, Yvonne could feel that she was already surrounded by her scent.

"I thought only I would do things like secretly looking at sleeping faces... I didn't expect Evie also..."

"Speaking of which, Evie always likes to sleep on her stomach... Doesn't that flatten your chest? And I heard it puts pressure on the heart, which isn't good for your health..."

"...How do you know?"

"Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, I see it."

"...Do you like observing me that much?"

"Of course, because it's interesting~~"

Her face is the only thing I will never get tired of looking at~~~

Earlier, she seemed to have heard somewhere that people who sleep on their stomachs are very lacking in a sense of security, so being seen in this state made Yvonne feel somewhat embarrassed.

"I think it's quite cool though?"

"...How is this turtle-like sleeping position cool at all?!"

"Because Evie always hugs me when sleeping like that—It's like a protective posture, very cool."

Saying this, she pulled Yvonne's hand over, mimicking that action.

"I don't understand your criteria for coolness..."

It's not cool at all... On the contrary, Yvonne felt it was a sign of weakness.

Needing to grab onto something to sleep soundly like this, it's just like children who need to hug comforting toys or blankets with familiar scents to fall asleep.

"It's not cool at all... After all... I'm just going with the flow..."

Just doing what can be done is already exhausting.

She's not yet brazen enough to call this kind of thing protection.

"There's nothing to worry about..."

"If I can't protect you, it's okay. When that time comes, I'll protect Evie and Bebe."

People fear the unknown, mostly because of their own reasons.

It's because the heart is too weak that one feels insecure.

But... if there's someone who can hold your hand and say words like 'I will protect you', those feelings of insecurity might just vanish.

"Evie... You said before that we are both 'mamas', right?"

"Then don't force yourself to play the role of 'father'. After all, Evie is also a girl..."

Although it's clear that the relationship between the two of them has already transcended worldly norms, consciously or unconsciously, in order to seek a sense of security and recognition, they still want to fit this feeling into a worldly framework.

In ordinary marital relationships, men actively take on the burden of protecting their wives and children.

She just realized that she seemed to have been subconsciously playing such a role.

"You don't need to force yourself... Why don't you act spoiled with me more often?"

"...Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

"How could it be—"

Speaking in an exaggeratedly dramatic voice, Elsa buried her face deeper.

"I like Evie no matter what kind of Evie you are."

It's truly incredible, to be able to feel 'like' from her words.

"I want..."

She wanted more of this liking.

Although she had just said that acting spoiled was embarrassing, her body was already involuntarily yearning for her comfort.

"If you want it, then come."

Holding her hand, like a navigator, she guided Yvonne to other feminine features on her body besides her hair.

Now Miss Right has arrived at Madonna Hill, and she seems quite satisfied with the scenery here, lingering and reluctant to leave. Her love for the beautiful scenery here is beyond words. Finally, unable to contain her excited feelings, she spiraled up, climbing all the way, and at the mountaintop, she danced a joyful dance without any specific form, yet with a certain rhythm.

If one must say, humans are also animals.

Now Yvonne had a deeper understanding of this matter.

Although more rational compared to wild beasts, the primitive instincts retained from the barbaric era are still

Animals without reproductive abilities cannot survive. This desire stemming from instinct exists for the propagation of offspring.

Since ancient times, intercourse between the same sex has seemed to go against the natural order. Because same-sex couples cannot give birth to offspring,

If not from instinct... then where does this feeling come from?

The lines of her shoulders were very soft, and when placing a hand on them, one could feel those rounded curves.

"Mm..."

Hugging her tightly, feeling the tremors transmitted from her body with her movements, Yvonne felt something in her heart float up to the clouds.

Yvonne tends to explain it with human-specific 'sensibility' and 'love'.

Being a girl... yet falling in love with a girl.

Before meeting Elsa, these were absolutely life options she had never considered.

But the god of fate often likes to play jokes, piecing together two people who should have been enemies.

Perhaps many people won't approve, and they will certainly encounter various obstacles.

But overall, they are undoubtedly fortunate.

At the very least... being able to embrace each other like this has already used up two lifetimes' worth of luck.

"Speaking of which... What kind of girl was Evie in her previous life?"

After the mingling of scents ended, lying on the bed, Yvonne allowed her to play with her fingers.

"Generally speaking, I was an unremarkable person... Nothing special about my appearance, and my personality was very timid... I didn't have any outstanding strengths either... I was a very mediocre person."

"Mm~~~"

When talking about topics from her previous life, although Elsa always listened seriously, one could sense a certain subtle mood from her tone of response.

"...It would have been nice if I had known Evie in my previous life too."

She let out such a somewhat lonely sigh.

If she had known her, perhaps her previous self wouldn't have...

"You're so greedy, isn't the present enough?"

"Not enough... mmm."

Their lips met again.

Love permeated around them, leaving no gaps.

Now they were sharing everything,

Body, memories, and time.

These undoubtedly all exist truly, not easily disappearing or perishing, just like the young life they are raising together. They are flexible yet resilient things. Although they will change, they will also continue to grow,

And will continue on afterwards.