Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 227 : A Bouquet for You 2

"It's nice to indulge like this occasionally..."

The floral fragrance permeated the bathroom.

The softly spoken words seemed to melt into the rising mist, dissolving and dripping onto the water's surface.

Gentle—just hearing her speak made one's heart relax.

"Here, try this."

"What a lovely scent, Evie. What is it?"

"It's a new product we're preparing to launch, a honey-scented shampoo. It's made with soap base, plant-extracted essential oils, and honey... Does it smell good?"

"Mm, I like this scent..."

The sweet aroma complemented the floral fragrance well. The honey scent, combined with the flower petals' fragrance... The entire bathroom was enveloped in a unique aroma.

"Theoretically, this newly developed formula should have excellent skincare benefits... I wonder how effective it will be."

Recently, these fragranced "bath shampoos" had become very popular among the nobility.

Added to a sponge and lathered by hand, they produced a rich, fine foam.

After applying and rinsing off, the fragrance would linger, making them highly favored by noble ladies.

"It might be hard to see the effects on you, since Evie's skin is already so good."

Raising Yvonne's hand from under the water, Elsa began to take charge, washing her. A few mischievous petals clung to her skin; the ivory complexion appeared even fairer against the backdrop of rose petals.

"I just realized this petal color really makes skin look fair... Let's try making it into lipstick next time."

"Evie, you're always like this! When you're with me, stop thinking about these things! Mm— Looks like I'll have to punish you a bit—"

Elsa pretended to be angry, extending her hand and wiggling her fingers mischievously.

"Wa-wait— Don't! You know I'm very ticklish!"

"Hmm? You think I'd let you off so easily? Take this and this—"

The water's surface rippled with small waves as Elsa grinned wickedly and began attacking Yvonne's ticklish spots.

"Pffhahaha... Wait— Elsa, this, I really can't— Stop— Don't tease me like this~!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Yvonne began laughing uncontrollably, begging Elsa for mercy.

But how could she let her off so easily~

This sight of her trembling with laughter, unable to control herself after having her ticklish spots poked, was especially adorable. Elsa secretly wanted to tease her a bit longer.

"Phew... So unfair, why aren't you ticklish at all, Elsa!"

Left panting from the ordeal, Yvonne defiantly poked at Elsa's waist in an attempt to retaliate. But Elsa not only remained unmoved, she even smiled with composure, presenting an "go ahead and touch" attitude that somewhat irritated Yvonne.

Conversely, just a touch from Elsa on her waist, neck, or other ticklish areas would send Yvonne into uncontrollable laughter.

The difference was too obvious! She couldn't even fight back—it was so unfair!

"Hehe~ Who told Evie to be more sensitive~"

"...This is just a physical difference!"

Yvonne retorted with a red face, glaring at the smug Elsa.

Damn it... I'll definitely get back at her later...

Planning what to do after the bath, Yvonne had already thought of how to exact her revenge on Elsa's body.

As for now...

Yvonne redirected her gaze to her lover leaning against her.

For now, it was best to enjoy this precious moment.

It had been a while since they could find time to be alone together. Such moments were rare.

Joking and bantering with a loved one, she felt both body and mind relax.

The fatigue and troubles of recent days seemed to dissipate like smoke blown away by the wind.

"Mm... I'm starting to feel sleepy..."

Elsa rested her head on Yvonne's shoulder, letting out a small yawn. Her voice became languid.

"That's because your body has warmed up. Regular baths promote blood circulation, you know."

Yvonne looked fondly at Elsa as she slumped softly against her.

"Evie... Can we just sleep here... Soaking in hot water like this feels so nice..."

"Pff, that won't do. What if you fall asleep and slip into the tub, choking on water? If you're tired, let's rest in bed."

"No, no, work isn't finished yet... How could I go rest alone?"

Elsa insisted on keeping the same schedule as Yvonne.

However, Yvonne felt that their responsibilities differed, as did their areas of expertise. It would be difficult to be completely in sync.

"You've been working hard lately too. Take care of yourself... Don't overuse your magic."

"Hmph... Isn't that you, Evie? Staying up so late every night, what right do you have to say such things?"

"Overexerting your magic is far more harmful than my staying up late. Don't push yourself."

"Instead of worrying about me, you should think more about yourself, Evie!"

They both cast reproachful glances at each other, then simultaneously turned away with a "hmph".

This inexplicable synchronicity made them both laugh.

"Pfft... Well, it seems neither of us has the right to criticize the other."

"...Indeed."

Yvonne and Elsa exchanged wry smiles.

Although they were both complaining about each other, this wasn't an argument, but rather an awkward expression of concern— They both knew this.

"Evie..."

"Hm?"

"Next time the weather's nice... when we have time, let's take Bebe on a vacation trip somewhere."

"Where should we go..."

"Anywhere is fine... Somewhere with flowers, where we can see vast blue skies... A place with good air... Somewhere lively with lots of people... Interesting places, anywhere is fine."

"...Your requirements are too vague. Can't you be more specific?"

"I can't think of anything too specific."

She stretched out her arms like a cat, then gazed at Yvonne softly with half-closed eyes.

"After all, as long as I'm with you, Evie, anywhere is fine."

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

The sudden direct words caught Yvonne off guard.

Elsa's words always seemed to contain endless love for her.

Although they had been together for so long, whenever Yvonne realized this, her heart would still race.

"My, my... Evie's face has turned quite red, hasn't it?"

"...I've just been soaking too long!"

"Alright, alright, I'll pretend that's the case."

Finding her embarrassed lover too adorable, Elsa couldn't help but lean in to kiss her.

The sound of water and kisses merged together.

Even if expressions could be masked and the rising mist could conceal their blushes, heartbeats alone could not be hidden.

However, if this bubbling feeling couldn't be considered love, then what else could?

"Mm... Then let's go somewhere with beautiful scenery,"

After pondering for a moment, Yvonne looked at the mist rising between herself and Elsa and suddenly spoke.

"Preferably with vast flower gardens."

"Mm? Flower gardens? Are you looking for flowers? Is it to create some new fragrance?"

Elsa blinked curiously.

"...No."

Yvonne felt somewhat exasperated. Usually so astute, at times like these Elsa wasn't very clever.