...
When Misho left, Maia and Pear looked at each other.
"Is he going to be fine, Sis Maia?"
"He can manage. He's not a baby." Maia nodded.
"Hehehe."
Out of nowhere, a specific image of Pear treating Misho like a baby appeared in her head with him sucking on her nipples, breastfeeding.
"Maisha, where did master go?"
"He's a little busy, Flora. He will be back."
"Uuuu... But master doesn't leave Flora's side!" Flora glared at her.
"What did your master say?"
"...Behave," Flora deflatedly replied.
"Good girl."
Maia patted her head, or at least, she tried.
Flora dodged her hand and hissed at her.
"Only master can pat Flora's head!"
"...Okay."
Maia looked at her strangely. Seeing her act like this put a strange feeling in her heart. She's so corrupted now.
Since the breakfast course was complete, butlers and maids poured out from the side doors and cleaned up the plates and utensils on the tables. They swooped in and picked them up in one smooth motion.
