Her playful competitive nature flared up, and she splashed back with a larger wave.
Within seconds, the emotionless little Shinigami was splashing back with intense deadpan determination, treating the water fight like a high-stakes military engagement.
Her hair whipped the water into a frenzy as the two of them giggled, shrieked, and played in the steaming hot spring with the sounds of their laughter echoing into the frosty sky.
On the other side of the massive central snowbank, completely secluded and hidden from the girls' view, Mirela had constructed a smaller and far more private hot spring pool.
She walked up to Klaus, who was sitting comfortably on a smooth heat-warmed stone near the water's edge.
He had stripped down entirely with his divinely sculpted muscled physique radiating a subtle untouchable authority.
'Heh…'
A sweet affectionate and possessive smile painted Mirela's flawless face as she didn't hesitate for a single second.
