"That's wonderful." Kars let out a sigh of relief when he heard Remilia's words, instantly relaxing.
"So stop letting your imagination run wild. Nothing serious was happening, but you're acting like it was something terrible." It was particularly frustrating that he made her say something so embarrassing. Although she wanted to be angry, she couldn't, because she understood Kars's thought process.
"Hehehe!" Kars just laughed, not saying anything else. He felt guilty for causing his Little Auntie trouble with his actions.
"But Little Auntie, why did you suddenly want me to sleep with Patchouli again?" If she wasn't angry, then why separate them?
"That is none of your business." Remilia refused to answer. After all, she couldn't possibly tell him the real reason, especially not to the person involved. She couldn't forget what happened last night. She felt she needed some time to calm down, and she didn't know what would happen if she kept sleeping with Kars. Her mind was filled with those images and sensations, and even now, her body had subtle reactions, leaving her no choice but to make that decision.
"Alright." Since Remilia wouldn't elaborate, Kars didn't press the issue. As long as things weren't as bad as he had initially feared, it was fine. However, the situation contradicted what Patchouli had told him. He was confused again, unable to figure out the discrepancy, but soon came up with his own logical explanation.
Patchouli had said the effect was best for those with larger chests, which meant it must still work for those with smaller chests, just less noticeably. His Little Auntie's chest was relatively small, but she still had one. This was the only way to explain the situation.
"Phew~" Remilia breathed a sigh of relief after watching Kars leave. Sakuya had already wiped the blood from her nose and turned back around, standing beside Remilia, ready for duty. It seemed everything had returned to normal, yet Remilia was no longer in the mood to enjoy her tea; her inner turmoil had returned.
Patchouli, seeing Kars return in such a good mood, was curious about what he had been up to.
"Patchouli!" The happy Kars nestled into Patchouli's embrace, habitually rubbing his face against her chest, feeling the soft texture. Lately, he didn't know why, but he noticed Patchouli seemed to have stopped wearing a bra. Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel that softness.
"Did something good happen when you went out?" Patchouli asked, sensing his cheerful mood.
"Not really. I just cleared up a misunderstanding. I thought I had accidentally upset my Little Auntie, so I went to apologize, but it turned out I was just overthinking things." Kars explained, which helped Patchouli understand the situation. However, she sensed a subtle anomaly. Kars went to apologize to Remilia after hearing her talk about the chest kneading. Did that mean…
Patchouli's body immediately tensed up. She realized a grim possibility: Kars had already done that to Remilia. Th-this is a disaster! Did Remilia figure out that I taught Kars this? Patchouli quickly shook her head, thinking she was overreacting. Perhaps it wasn't so serious. If Remilia had known, she wouldn't have been so quiet. And given the circumstances, Kars must have unintentionally done that to Remilia, so Remilia likely wouldn't suspect any external cause for Kars's behavior. Otherwise, Remilia would probably have stormed over with Kars in tow.
After this line of thought, Patchouli subtly eased up. After all, if Remilia found out that she was using the guise of "teaching Kars" to secretly do those kinds of things, Remilia would definitely be angry.
"Patchouli, are you okay?" Kars noticed Patchouli's constantly changing expression. Although she looked fine now, he couldn't help but worry. Her health was already delicate; if anything else happened, it would be bad.
"I'm fine. I was just overthinking things. Don't worry."
"Overthinking? Patchouli, I think sometimes you shouldn't do that. Just like me earlier, I was overthinking and assumed things were exactly as I imagined, then I went to see my Little Auntie and found out I was completely wrong. Your current situation is like mine was, so relax and don't worry about things that might not be true."
After listening to Patchouli, Kars offered his own insight, speaking from recent experience. Patchouli looked at Kars, who was lecturing her like a seasoned adult, and couldn't help but smile.
"Yes, yes, I know." Patchouli cooperatively responded. Kars nodded, looking satisfied. He suddenly understood why his Little Aunties liked doing this; teaching others felt quite good.
Patchouli, now more relaxed, was relieved that her secret hadn't been discovered, but she also started planning preventative measures to avoid Remilia finding anything out later without her being prepared. Since the behavior had already occurred, she decided to slightly increase Kars's actions in this area. If Remilia noticed them, she would assume it was Kars's own natural behavior, which would divert suspicion from Patchouli.
However, this approach felt a little wrong... Patchouli was slightly uncomfortable with this action. Not only was she shifting the potential problem onto Kars, but he might also get lectured because of it. She felt terrible about it. Thinking this, Patchouli gently stroked Kars's head. She felt bad about what she was doing, but it was the safest option for now. If everything went smoothly in the end, many other problems would be solved.
That night, Patchouli, her face slightly flushed, held the sleeping Kars, positioning him with his head nestled directly onto her chest.