Silver Wolf sat perched on Sylvia's stomach, one hand pinning Sylvia's shoulder, glaring down at her from above:
"Today, you're gonna be my cushion and keep me company while I game."
With that, Silver Wolf twisted around again, then flopped headfirst into Sylvia's embrace, slipping on her immersion visor.
Yet her body, modified to an absurdly dense mass, hadn't been restored to normal.
Sure, Silver Wolf was small, fragrant, and soft.
But when her weight reached such a ridiculous degree, Sylvia found herself both delighted and in agony.
"…"
After a moment of quiet, breathing in Silver Wolf's scent, Sylvia found herself staring at the girl's head, lost in thought.
Come to think of it…
Is this Silver Wolf's real body?
Sylvia pondered for a good while, but in the end chose to wrap an arm around Silver Wolf's slender, soft waist—the part still exposed.
Then she lay back down.
Ah, whatever.
She's already in my arms—wouldn't I be missing out if I didn't hold her and sleep a little?
--+--
Sylvia drifted off quickly.
The arm holding Silver Wolf soon went slack.
Silver Wolf, who'd been gaming, suddenly removed her visor and glanced sideways.
"Tch, fell asleep just like that? How boring."
She tried to sit up from Sylvia's embrace, but as she shifted her waist, she felt the press of Sylvia's palm.
A blush spread across Silver Wolf's cheeks.
Her fingers instinctively brushed the gemstone earring on her earlobe.
"Hmph… This woman, always getting handsy."
Muttering a string of complaints, she'd meant to slip out of Sylvia's arms.
But as she propped herself up and looked down at Sylvia, fast asleep, she noticed Sylvia looked prettier while sleeping.
Silver Wolf chalked it up to the silly air Sylvia usually carried when awake.
She watched Sylvia's face for a long moment.
In the quiet room, only Sylvia's breathing could be heard, clear and close.
"Ehehe—"
A mischievous idea suddenly struck Silver Wolf. She lifted a hand, summoning a small rectangular screen.
A pixelated label appeared on the display.
Then Silver Wolf pressed a finger to the screen and poked it right against Sylvia's cheek!
Pop—
The screen burst like a bubble in mid-air, dissolving into pixelated fragments that vanished.
Only one colorful, pixelated doodle remained on Sylvia's face, marked: 'Lv.1 Small Fry!'
"Pfft…"
Seeing the doodle left on Sylvia's face, Silver Wolf couldn't hold back a giggle.
"Might as well add a few more."
Thinking this, she began tugging at Sylvia's clothes, leaving several doodles in… amusing places.
Satisfied with the disheveled state she'd put Sylvia in, Silver Wolf nodded to herself.
Then she lay back down, resting her head on Sylvia's soft chest, and resumed her game.
--+--
Time passed quickly, and evening descended upon the Xianzhou.
When Sylvia finally awoke, she noticed Silver Wolf was already sitting beside her, having slipped out of her embrace at some point.
"Oh, awake now?"
"Mmm…"
Still groggy, Sylvia stretched, taking a moment to remember why Silver Wolf was with her.
"How was your gaming session?"
"Same as usual. Nothing much else, so I'll head back now."
Seeing Sylvia awake, Silver Wolf seemed ready to leave.
But the way she kept staring made Sylvia uneasy.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
"No reason. Just thinking how much of a pervert you are, falling asleep in that situation."
Silver Wolf grinned as she spoke:
"You were even talking in your sleep. Saying stuff like, 'I'm sorry, Lady Silver Wolf! I'll be your follower forever!' — all these pathetic pleas."
"Hah— Swap our names around, and that sounds more like you."
Sylvia brushed it off, rolling out of bed and stretching as she headed for the bathroom.
Seeing this, Silver Wolf covered her mouth, stifling a laugh, then slipped off the bed and quietly followed.
Sylvia reached the bathroom.
Just as she was about to splash water on her face to wake up, a discordant splash of color in the mirror caught the corner of her eye.
Looking closer…
A pixelated doodle was on her left cheek, near her jaw.
And as she bent over, her collar slipped, revealing another one right on her chest.
As for other places…
Sylvia didn't dwell on it. She hurriedly tried wiping with water, but it wouldn't come off—nor did it feel like any paint had been applied.
"Silver Wolf!!"
Without another thought, Sylvia instantly pinpointed the culprit.
She spun around and charged out, ready to settle the score.
"Aha~ Can't catch me!"
Silver Wolf darted around the room, dodging Sylvia's attempts, while cheerfully adding:
"Don't worry, it's specially designed. Won't fade a bit for a whole week. After that, it'll vanish completely, no traces left."
"A whole week?!"
Sylvia was stunned, then suddenly raised her hand.
Crimson threads instantly shot out, binding Silver Wolf.
"Hmph~ As if something like this could hold— Mph—?!"
As the threads wrapped around Silver Wolf's body, a faint, illusory flame flickered—and there was no hollow feedback as if touching a hologram.
Only then did Sylvia stare at Silver Wolf in surprise:
"This… is your real body?"
"…What did you do? Why do I have no strength??"
Bound tightly by the threads, Silver Wolf also sensed something wrong.
After that phantom flame passed over her, she suddenly felt weak all over, her body going limp.
So much so that the escape method she'd prepared instantly became useless, leaving her completely at Sylvia's mercy.
Sylvia was shocked that Silver Wolf had come to her in her real body.
Silver Wolf was equally stunned—when had Sylvia gained this ability?
She knew about the threads, but why did they come with a weakening debuff?
Sylvia recovered first, then flashed a mischievous grin as she leaned closer to Silver Wolf:
"Mhm~ Not telling."
"…What do you think you're doing?"
Silver Wolf suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
"Hehehe! Little Silver Wolf, fallen into my hands now, haven't you?"
Sylvia let out a cackle, looming over Silver Wolf.
"Ahem! Sylvia, stay calm—I was just joking earlier! Those doodles can be washed off right away!"
Watching Sylvia approach with ill intent, hands raised, Silver Wolf tried to struggle, but her inexplicably weakened body couldn't evade Sylvia's grasp.
So she immediately chose to surrender.
But would Sylvia let her off?
No chance.
Sylvia reached out, grabbed Silver Wolf's calf, removed her shoe and sock, revealing that adorable little foot.
A Herta puppet had quietly appeared nearby at some point, holding a calligraphy brush commonly used by Xianzhou natives.
"Ghk— What are you planning?! Sylvia, calm down… you need to stay calm!"
Silver Wolf was filled with regret.
Damn this woman!! She even brought out a Herta puppet!!!
I'll remember this—I'll definitely get her back for this!
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