Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 121 : Abandoning Thought

"...Can you help me with something?"

After an indeterminate time, Elsa heard her faint voice and quickly opened her eyes.

Yvonne looked somewhat embarrassed, breathing hot and moist, her palm tightly intertwined with Elsa's now sweaty.

"...What's wrong?! Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Elsa's tone became anxious.

"Not exactly..."

Yvonne felt slightly apologetic for Elsa's overreaction,

She nodded towards her body,

"I'm sweating a lot... it's a bit uncomfortable."

"Ah, you're right..."

Elsa placed her hand on Yvonne's forehead, feeling cold sweat all over.

It's normal to sweat after eating something hot, especially while having a fever...

But sweating is generally a good sign, indicating the body's immune system is working.

"Then I'll get you a change of clothes, and we can wipe your body down with some water?"

"Yes, please..."

Since wiping down the body requires removing clothes, it was as natural as using an umbrella in the rain. Thus, Elsa couldn't help but have some small, improper expectations.

Of course, just satisfying these thoughts internally was enough; she had no intention of actually doing anything inappropriate.

It's impossible to feel comfortable doing such things when unwell. Elsa couldn't bring herself to take advantage of the situation for one-sided gratification. A physical relationship that both can enjoy is what sustains affection over time.

She had initially wanted to offer help with undressing, but Yvonne said with a blush, 'I'm not so weak that I can't undo buttons.' Elsa could only watch with slight disappointment as Yvonne removed her top herself.

"...Done."

Hugging the changed clothes, she turned her back to Elsa.

"..."

Holding the wrung-out towel, Elsa stared at the scene, momentarily dazed.

The fair back had entered her view.

Smooth, jade-like skin, shoulders not much wider than her own, with protruding shoulder blades below.

Generally, prominent bone structure gives a lean impression, but on her, it felt just right. Perhaps due to exercise since childhood, the lines of her back presented a uniform and gentle beauty.

Although she had seen Yvonne's body many times before, each time brought new appreciation. It was truly a sight one could never tire of.

"Hey... how long are you going to stare?"

Left hanging, arms covering her chest, Yvonne turned her head with a slightly resentful look.

"Ah... sorry, sorry~"

It was at times like these that Elsa deeply felt Yvonne's noble upbringing.

Her body was like flawless white jade, giving a sense of sacred inviolability.

The thought of touching such a form with her own hands evoked a forbidden sense of guilt.

This is bad...

Really bad,

In this state, she felt she might do something improper if not careful.

Struggling to control her inner desires, Elsa pressed the towel against her spine.

"...Ah."

A startled sound came from the front.

"Is it too cold? Should I warm it up a bit?"

For Elsa, temperature was controllable.

"No need... the coolness feels nice..."

She said softly, cheeks tinged red.

Due to the fever, her body temperature had become a bit too high, so cooling down actually felt pleasant to her.

"Shall I start then?"

"...Please do."

With just a little pressure, Yvonne's body would sway with the wiping motion, her golden hair swaying along.

This scene overlapped with nighttime shadows, bringing that itching, irresistible feeling to the surface again.

"This... feels quite nice."

Breathing with a flushed face, her weak appearance looked incredibly alluring.

Don't say such strange things... It only makes one want to devour you more!

Elsa inwardly exclaimed as she wrung out the towel and folded it anew.

"Next, shall I wipe here?"

She pointed to her side.

"It might tickle a bit... bear with it, okay?"

"...Uwah!"

Although warned in advance, when the rough towel touched the tender side of her abdomen, her body inevitably shuddered.

"Slow- go a bit slower..."

Trying hard not to make strange sounds, her slightly reddened eyes and enduring expression looked quite provocative.

"I'll try..."

Due to illness, her body's sensitivity seemed to have increased several levels.

"Um... Evie, could you lift your arm a bit more...?"

Striving to remain calm and free of stray thoughts, Elsa used her free left hand to lift and raise Yvonne's forearm.

"...W-wait a moment??"

In this position, she couldn't properly cover her chest anymore.

After Elsa grabbed her hand, the clothes she was holding accidentally slipped onto the bed, presenting her complete form before Elsa.

"Fine..."

Gritting her teeth and abandoning her last shred of modesty, she raised her arms obediently, allowing Elsa to do as she pleased.

At this point, within Elsa's field of vision, there was one more thing swaying with her wiping motions.

—Desire was being infinitely magnified.

The towel moved up along the ribs, pushed towards the armpit, and then reached the □□ of the □□.

"...Wait, I never asked you to wipe the front!"

"Hm? This area easily accumulates sweat, so it needs to be wiped thoroughly—"

She was specifically referring to the □□ of the □□.

"But... I didn't know it was actually possible to hold a towel with the southern hemisphere..."

After withdrawing her hand, the towel remained in place, a feat that left Elsa repeatedly amazed.

"...Take it off!! Don't play with my body!!"

Evie gritted her teeth, her eyes full of embarrassed anger.

This is really bad...

She had intended to take good care of her.

The positions had completely reversed from before.

For some reason, faced with the weakened Yvonne, Elsa now felt an urge to bully her.

Just thinking about it made her heart race.

However, Elsa hadn't anticipated that she would lose this round.

"Really... if you want to help me wipe, then do it properly—"

Supporting herself on the bed, she moved towards Elsa, sweeping her hair that had fallen in front to the back, removing the last bit of natural cover.

"...Please, wipe me down completely."

Her blinking eyes gazed at Elsa, beautiful and enchanting.

Her frankness was overwhelmingly potent; Elsa didn't know where to look.

Feeling dizzy, as if she too was starting to develop a fever, Elsa abandoned all thought.