Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 228 : Lady Elsa Wants Me to Act Coy~ The Love Battle of Geniuses 1

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After applying hair treatment, Yvonne used wind magic to dry Elsa's hair as usual, unable to resist playing with her now shoulder-length hair a bit more.

"It seems to be taking especially long today..."

Feeling a bit ticklish from being touched, Elsa turned her head, unable to contain herself, and asked,

"Is there something wrong with my hair?"

Is it tangled or split? The weather has been dry these past few days... It does feel a bit rough...

"It's nothing really, I'm just a bit emotional. It's really grown..."

Yvonne herself had long hair, so even if it grew a bit, she wouldn't notice.

But Elsa was different. She used to keep her hair short, so this change was particularly noticeable. Yvonne could sense the passage of time through her.

"I used to cut it short for convenience. Although it's nice a bit longer too, if Evie prefers my short hair, I can cut it back?"

"No need, no need. It looks very good like this. It'll be cute if it grows a bit longer too."

"Mm."

After her hair was groomed, she leaned on Yvonne's shoulder, her hand greedily holding onto hers.

"Why are you holding on so tightly... I'm not going to run away."

"Hmph, Evie has some nerve to say that! Didn't you sneak away while I was asleep last time??"

"...That time I had an urgent matter."

"I don't care. This time you must rest properly."

Saying this, she grabbed Yvonne's hand and pinned it to the bed.

"Alright, alright."

Now, Yvonne wouldn't go anywhere except by her side.

"Evie is always so gentle at times like these..."

"Am I not gentle usually?"

Yvonne pretended to be a bit angry.

"Mm... Although Evie is already gentle enough usually, it's often at times like these that you're the gentlest."

As she spoke, she nuzzled Yvonne's shoulder like a little cat.

She was clinging like this to act coy, of course, but Yvonne was certainly happy to indulge her.

"Let's take this opportunity to rest well, shall we?"

They had bathed, and exercised sufficiently during that time. Now was certainly the best time to have a good sleep.

Although she said this, she didn't want to fall asleep at all.

Because it had been a long time since they were like this... So it felt very enjoyable.

They both understood without saying.

It had been a long time since they gazed at each other like this for so long.

They wanted to extend this precious alone time a bit more.

"Wait, if you cling to me like this..."

"But Evie feels so comfortable..."

Her coy tone tempted Yvonne.

Sometimes some slightly dangerous thoughts would suddenly emerge------ For instance, wanting to strip away her composure and ease, making her beg Yvonne to love her with teary eyes.

In short, to bully her.

Originally, Yvonne thought this was a remnant of the villainous role she had become, that the desire to 'want to bully' wasn't from herself, so she had always deliberately suppressed this impulse.

But now, she was quite certain that wanting to bully her was something she herself wanted to do.

Although the joy brought by pleasure was as fleeting as flowing water, this love was eternal.

There was nothing that could guarantee this feeling, nor any punishment for breaking promises.

But even if it was just based on feeling, looking at each other, they could sense their hearts were connected.

If it were someone else, Yvonne would absolutely not have such thoughts.

She curled up in Yvonne's arms, nestling comfortably like this.

"Being held like this, I feel like my bones are melting."

"My... Is it really that exaggerated?"

"Can't Evie feel it?"

"Mm... Although holding you like this is very comfortable, maybe it's because I'm the one doing the holding?"

"How unfair! Doesn't that mean I'm the only one enjoying it?"

"I'm happy that you let me hold you too, isn't that fine?"

"No good, I want Evie to experience the feeling of being loved too!"

Elsa climbed up from Yvonne's body, leaning seriously in front of her face.

"Let's switch!"

"...Switch?"

Yvonne blinked in confusion.

"From now on, I'll be the one pampering Evie!"

Saying this, she hugged Yvonne tighter. The strength of the embrace didn't equate to the degree of love, though.

"Alright... What do you want to do?"

Although this kind of compromise was another form of pampering, saying that out loud would surely make her bristle.

"Yes, yes, turn around~ Turn around a bit."

Following her request, Yvonne turned her back to her, then Elsa pressed against her from behind.

"Good girl~"

One hand gently stroked Yvonne's hair, while the other embraced her from the side, overlapping with Yvonne's hand.

This way of hugging is like comforting a child...

She seemed to have done similar actions with Bebe before, so Yvonne felt like she had turned into a child being held like this.

But her movements were careful, affectionate, and very gentle.

As she was caressed, Yvonne unknowingly became immersed in it.

"How is it? Can you feel my love?"

"Mm-hmm, I can feel the maternal love."

"...That's not the kind of love I was trying to convey!"

Behind her, Elsa's voice carried a hint of embarrassment and annoyance. Seeing Elsa troubled by the complex question of 'how to better pamper Evie', honestly, Yvonne found it quite amusing.

Being with her really never gets boring, every day.

"Hmph, it's all Evie's fault!"

"...How on earth did you reach that conclusion?"

Yvonne was both amused and exasperated, but since she was still being held, she decided to let Elsa hold her until she was satisfied.

"Because... you hardly ever act coy with me, do you?"

She grumbled, looking dejected.

"Because I'm really not good at these things."

From a young age, she had always been quite independent. There was no one around whom she could act coy with, so she naturally developed this kind of personality.

Even if asked to do such embarrassing actions, Yvonne felt she would definitely look very strange doing them.

She had seen many affected portrayals on screen before, and Yvonne even somewhat disliked those girls who seemed to think they could solve all problems just by acting coy.

But Elsa was very suitable for it. In Yvonne's impression, she had always been this quirky. She always directly wrote "like" in her eyes; just a blink, and it seemed flowers would ripple out around her. How could one not like her?

Rather than saying she wanted Yvonne to satisfy her small whims, it was more about making Yvonne feel happy and content.

This kind of coy behavior, there wasn't a second person in the world who could do it.

"What does it matter? Isn't it fine just like this?"

"But I want to pamper Evie too..."

Seeing her dejected look, Yvonne really couldn't bear it.

Elsa still wouldn't give up, maintaining her position of hugging Yvonne, her hand still constantly rubbing Yvonne's hair.

You're going to rub me bald, my lady...

Yvonne felt somewhat helpless.

"Then what do you want to do? Do you want to do it again?"

"...No, even if I start on top, it'll end up with Evie taking the lead again, won't it?"

Thinking carefully, it did seem to be that way.

At this point, is this the only method left...