Chapter 9

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Chapter 9: Illya Looks For Her Mama

“What do you mean?”

Naya felt both familiar and unfamiliar with this kind of intimate physical contact.

When her mind was mixed with the memories of a man, she didn’t know how to face the days when she had once been on the receiving end.

Reaching out, she grabbed Iris’s hand, which was trying to undress her. Naya’s eyes were filled with conflict.

Her body seemed to crave Iris’s touch, but her heart was somewhat resistant.

“We’ve been together for so long, why are you still so shy? Do you really not understand what I mean? Or… have you stopped loving me?”

Neya met Iris’s meaningful gaze, her deep red eyes filled with amusement.

Oh no.

Iris must have noticed something was wrong with her.

She might be testing her.

But even so, to make her, who had just recovered her memory for a day, experience intimacy with Iris again, especially as the one on the receiving end… It was too embarrassing.

“Iris… today, can we just take a pure bath? I… you see, I’m pregnant. It’s not a good idea to do this, right?”

“It’s fine, you’ve only been pregnant for less than half a month.”

Iris had already broken free from Naya’s grasp and was holding the Naya’s clothes in her hands.

Naya swallowed.

Forget it, it’s better not to resist.

If she kept resisting, Iris might really figure out that she’d regained her memory.

Splash!

As Naya and Iris sank into the bath, the system watched the scene in front of it, anxious beyond words.

[Hero! How could you just give up resisting like that! Use your brain a little and come up with an excuse! Like saying your period started, or that you don’t want to disappoint Illya’s expectations, and that you need to tell her a bedtime story tonight. You don’t want Illya to be angry at Iris, do you? Think of anything! Just don’t give up resisting so quickly!]

The system regretted it.

If it had known earlier that Naya had fallen so deeply into the role of a submissive, it wouldn’t have bonded with her, and would have let Naya fend for herself as Iris’s queen consort forever.

Maybe she would even be killed by a new hero in the future.

After all, this world didn’t just have one system, nor only one hero.

But their ultimate mission was the same, to kill the Final Boss, whether it was the Dragon King Iris, or the future Illya.

As long as they had the title of Dragon King, killing them would complete the mission.

[Host!!!]

Tears flowed down.

The system kept pounding on the wall of silence Naya had imposed on it.

Unfortunately, Naya couldn’t hear its cry.

In the system’s eyes, the indescribable scene was just a blur of mosaics, but from the sounds, it could deduce what was happening.

“Tell me, why have you been in a bad mood recently?”

“I’m not in a bad mood…”

“Rerorero ~ that’s the taste of a lie.”

“What, what are you doing?”

“So, tell me the reason for your bad mood.”

“I… I…”

Naya’s brain was about to crash, and she was desperately trying to think of another excuse.

“Hmm? Hurry and say it, or I won’t move anymore.”

[Host, quickly, quickly remove the silence barrier. Even if your mind is already clouded by the heat, I can still help you think calmly. Hurry and lift the silence!]

However, Naya had long forgotten the existence of the system.

“It’s just… hasn’t it been three months since we went out? I want you to take me and Illya out to have some fun.”

“If you wanted to go out, you could have just told me. There’s no need to keep it hidden. So, the reason for your bad mood isn’t that. Tell me the truth.”

“Ah!”

Biting her lip and holding onto the wall, enduring the pain was better than exposing the truth.

But it was obvious that the domineering Dragon King wouldn’t let Naya go until she got the truth.

What’s more, this was a truth concerning her own life and death.

Therefore, until she reached her goal, she wouldn’t give up.

……

Illya sat on the bed, her hair dried, her clothes changed, and her perfume (Fragrance) applied.

The bed was also made, and she was ready to hear a story from her mother.

But she waited and waited, almost falling asleep, and Naya still hadn’t come back. The little pink dragon Loli rubbed her eyes and yawned, asking the maid next to her:

“Flanna, why haven’t Mama and Mother come out yet?”

Yes, it had already been two hours, and if they waited any longer, it would be past Illya’s bedtime, and the Queen and Miss Naya still hadn’t finished their bath.

Anyone with half a brain could guess what was going on.

Flanna’s mouth twitched, and she awkwardly smiled at Illya.

“Um… well, facing this kind of problem, we need to enhance our sense of responsibility, be proactive, keep up with the times, recognize the difficulty, and ensure that we stay diligent, motivated, and unyielding. We need to tackle the problem from multiple angles, at different levels, with diverse strategies, and find the starting point, the entry point, the focus point, and the key point to solve the problem.”

Illya looked utterly confused.

It felt like Flanna had said a lot but hadn’t really said anything at all.

“So, what’s the solution?”

“The solution… is within the problem itself.”

The little dragon Loli puffed her cheeks and glared at Flanna.

“Forget it, I’ll go see for myself.”

Illya slid off the bed, but Flanna quickly crouched down and caught her, putting her back on the bed.

“They’ll be out soon. How about I tell you a story while we wait?”

“No, I want to hear a story from Mama.”

“I have lots of stories to tell.”

“No, I don’t want to hear you brag. I want to hear Mama’s stories.”

Flanna did indeed have many stories, but they were all from her own perspective, using “I” as the pronoun to describe Flanna’s heroic deeds from previous battles.

This made Illya feel that Flanna wasn’t telling stories but boasting.

“Alright, this time I won’t brag. Let’s just tell a story, okay?”

“No, your voice isn’t as nice as Mama’s. I don’t want to hear your story.”

“Uh…”

In Illya’s eyes, her Mama was the best at everything.

Except for fighting, her Mama could do anything.

Seeing that Flanna had nothing more to say, Illya slid off the bed again, putting on her little slippers.

She hurried out of the room.

“Illya!”

Flanna didn’t stop her, not because she couldn’t, but because she was afraid that if she stopped Illya from going to see her mom one more time, Illya might start to dislike her.

Flanna couldn’t bear the thought of this little dragon girl, who was obsessed with her Mama, hating her.

She watched helplessly as Illya made her way downstairs. Flanna hurried after her, picking Illya up, but Illya kept hitting Flanna’s arm.

“No! Flanna, let go of me! I want to go find Mama!”

Illya was both anxious and upset. After waiting for two hours, all her patience had been exhausted.

She knew that her Mother and Mama only had this small window in the evening to spend time together, but she needed her mama more. She felt that her Mama was only temporarily loaned to her Mother, and the rest of her Mama’s time belonged to her.

Flanna was also getting increasingly flustered.

What should she do? She didn’t want Illya to stumble upon what Iris and Naya were doing, nor did she want to force Illya to sleep through rough methods.

“That’s right, Illya, do you remember how your Mama seemed upset this afternoon?”

Upon hearing this, Illya suddenly stopped struggling.

She recalled how Mama always seemed unhappy after she woke up from her lunch nap.

“Yeah.”

“Your mama, she’s been really tired lately. The Queen is giving your Mama a mood therapy session. It might take a little longer. If we disturb them now, your Mama’s stress might not be relieved, and she’ll feel even worse.”

This explanation both maintained Iris’s image and used Illya’s concern for Naya to stop her from rushing into the bath, while also avoiding Illya’s dislike.

I, Flanna, am so clever!

“Why? Why is Mama in a bad mood?”

“Think about it, hasn’t your mother always been very gentle and caring towards you? She’s never shown that she’s in a bad mood..”

“Yeah, Mama isn’t usually like that.”

“Illya often feels upset too, doesn’t she? Your Mama’s the same. But your Mama collects all her negative feelings, like water in a cup, so you don’t see them. But eventually, she needs to let it out. Your Mama just doesn’t want you to see her like that. She hopes that in Illya’s eyes, she could always be the best and most gentle Mama.”

Illya understood now, staring blankly at the bathroom door.

“I understand. Mama is really struggling.”

“So, let’s not waste your Mama’s efforts. Once she’s done with her bath, she’ll be the most gentle and beautiful Mama in the world again.”

“Okay ~”

“How about we go back to the room and wait for her?”

“Okay ~”

Illya nodded obediently.

Flanna glanced toward the bathroom door. She knew that when the Queen was up to no good, she would block out any sounds from inside. Otherwise, they would have heard them from a mile away.

Successfully, Flanna carried Illya away.

At the same time, in the bathroom:

Naya had already melted into a puddle of exhaustion, leaning against Iris’s shoulder. Her body would experience phantom pains with every touch, and she could see that Iris was about to go again.

In a panic, Naya grabbed Iris’s hand, weakly saying.

“Iris, I… I need to say it, because… because… I’ve recovered my memories…”

Just a little more, and Illya could have successfully stopped Naya from revealing the truth.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Illya had already been coaxed into submission by Flanna.