Chapter 11

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Chapter 11: Suspicion And Being Suspected

This was Illya’s first time sleeping in the same bed overnight with both her Mama and her Mother.

Her Mother had always been distant toward her. From the moment Illya could remember, her mother had been the embodiment of coldness, while her Mama was the embodiment of gentleness.

She had learned a phrase from books: “strict father, loving mother”.

She often came across stories in which the wife stayed at home, and the husband worked outside. Although Illya had two mothers, she saw her family as no different from those with ordinary parents. In her eyes, her Mama took on the role of the mother, while her Mother took on the role of the father.

Illya vaguely remembered that when she was younger, her Mama and Mother didn’t get along well.

Her Mother’s gaze toward her Mama was always icy cold.

But things are different now. As she grew older and remembered things more clearly, she noticed that her Mother had become increasingly gentle toward her Mama.

She could sense the love between the two.

This was also why Illya was willing to give up her right to sleep with Naya to Iris. She knows that she should make a contribution to the harmonious development of the relationship between her Mama and Mother.

Early Morning.

Naya was awakened by her internal clock.

Dazed, she opened her eyes, and instead of the familiar soft body beside her, she found something small and cuddly.

Illya?

This was Illya’s room?

Oh right, she had fallen asleep halfway through telling the story last night.

Peering past Illya’s chubby little face in the dim morning light, Naya saw a hint of deep red on the other side.

Iris was there too, and she was awake, looking at her as well.

“Awake?”

“Umm.”

Naya quietly slipped out of bed.

Why was Iris sleeping with them?

In the five years since Illya was born, Iris had never once taken care of Illya or held her while she slept.

Except for last night.

The night when Naya revealed she had regained her memory.

Could it be that Iris was protecting Illya?

While Naya had her back turned, hesitating, Iris’s hands suddenly wrapped around Naya’s slender waist.

One advantage of being a dragon was that dragon eggs were small. Even when they formed inside, they didn’t affect one’s figure, though the mother would still feel the presence of a foreign object in her body.

Of course, Naya hadn’t reached that point yet.

Perhaps out of guilt for wrongly suspecting Naya’s intentions yesterday, Iris’s tone was unusually gentle this morning.

“Thank you for your hard work last night.”

When Naya thought of last night, her legs became weak unconsciously and she felt a pain in her waist.

Oh my God! She’s still thinking about teasing me at a time like this?

Naya slapped Iris’s hand angrily.

“Let go.”

Iris lightly bit the top of Naya’s slender ear.

“Ah… Iris, don’t go too far. This is Illya’s room.”

“Are you still mad at me?”

“Why would I be mad at you?”

“About last night.”

Afraid that Illya, who might be in a half-awake state, would hear and learn the truth about her and Naya, Iris refrained from describing the details.

“Maybe a little.”

“I’m sorry. I won’t doubt you anymore. Please don’t be mad, okay?”

Hearing Iris’s humble apology, Naya’s heart softened completely.

She bit her lower lip, trying hard to suppress the slight upward curve of her mouth.

Why am I even happy about this?

Clearly, Iris hadn’t changed her actions at all. She apologized and said she wouldn’t doubt her anymore, but in the end, wasn’t she still protecting Illya by sleeping with her last night? Wasn’t it all just to monitor her, to make sure she didn’t do anything to Illya during the night?

“Let’s go back to our room. We’ll disturb Illya here.”

“Mmm.”

Even though Naya had prideful thoughts, she still obediently let Iris take her hand and lead her back to their room.

As Naya instinctively moved to help Iris undress, Iris stopped her.

“Sometimes I think treating you like a maid was wrong of me. From now on, let’s each change our own clothes.”

Iris had been thinking about how to love Naya more and win her heart.

So, it was time to leave behind the days of treating Naya like a servant.

Moreover, now that Naya had regained her memory, it was clear she still felt embarrassed facing their naked bodies. It was better to respect Naya’s feelings and help her ease her discomfort.

Naya stood there, dumbfounded, watching as Iris undressed herself and walked to the wardrobe to change clothes.

Clearly, she didn’t have to see Iris’s body anymore, so she wouldn’t feel as embarrassed. This should be a good thing.

But why did Naya feel like Iris was neglecting her?

No, it wasn’t just neglect, but also suspicion.

Naya had been living as a member of the dragon race for five years now, and Iris must have thought she knew where a dragon’s body was most vulnerable.

If her hands could reach every corner of Iris’s body, it was only natural for Iris to fear that.

This was also what the system had said about the possibility of killing Iris at a later stage.

Even though Naya had no idea where Iris’s weak points were, she figured that Iris must believe she did, and that was enough to cause fear.

Feeling a bit unhappy, Naya sat on the bed, her back to Iris, staring at the fiery sunrise outside the window.

If you don’t want me to touch you, then fine.

As a hero, I will defeat you fair and square! I won’t resort to any underhanded tactics.

But being suspected by Iris still didn’t feel good.

She still loved Iris, and she still loved Illya. She had merely regained her memory, her love for them hadn’t changed.

After Iris finished changing, she turned around and saw Naya’s lonely silhouette. A playful thought crossed her mind.

She tiptoed over to Naya, bent down suddenly, cupped Naya’s face, and turned it slightly to plant a kiss.

“Mmph…”

Naya gripped the bedsheet tightly, her head tilted awkwardly as she kissed Iris in a rather difficult posture.

This… is Iris testing the toughness of my neck?

Was she trying to see if she could snap my neck in one go?

After realizing she couldn’t, she decided to kiss me instead.

Iris, you are truly scheming.

Satisfied after her daily kiss, Iris raised her head.

“Ahh… you’re still as sweet and delicious as ever.”

Naya raised her hand and wiped her lips.

Her body felt soft.

Her cheeks were flushed.

Her mind was burning.

This body… I really loved Iris. Just a simple touch from Iris and she’d become like this.

She remembered when she had first been captured by Iris, who had done countless experiments on her, including drawing blood, injecting magical potions into her body, and more.

Without those experiments, Illya wouldn’t have been created.

But besides Illya, there must have been other, more unusual experiments. Iris had done so much to her, it couldn’t have been just for the purpose of creating a child.

Considering how my body now feels like it could shatter with just a touch…

Could it be that Iris had already planted the seeds back then?