"Phew…" Stelle walked out of the tent, leaving a small opening to air it out.
Lumine had already fallen asleep with a satisfied smile, but Stelle was wide awake.
He felt the cold wind blowing intermittently in the snowy mountains, feeling incredibly refreshed, and the warmth on his body didn't seem to dissipate because of it.
"It's over now." Stelle looked up at the stars filling the sky, sighing inwardly.
Actually, after so many times, he was quite experienced and wasn't as panicked as he was the first time with Amber.
Besides, he and Amber and the other two already had that kind of relationship, and all three even knew about each other, so adding one more wouldn't be a big deal… or so he thought!
Stelle couldn't help but rub his forehead, his head throbbing.
How could Amber and the others be the same as Lumine? After all, they were natives of this world, while Lumine came from another world.
In other words, their values should be different; they might accept such a relationship, but Lumine might not.
Letting Amber and the others know about an additional Lumine might not be a big deal; in fact, they might have already prepared themselves for more people joining in the future.
But if Lumine found out that he was still in such a relationship with three other people…
Stelle recalled the argument between Lumine and Rosaria today and immediately felt a bad premonition.
Lumine might be someone with strong possessiveness; if he told her about this, there's no telling how Lumine would react.
But now that it had happened, he couldn't pretend it hadn't, even though Stelle felt his recent actions could be called emergency treatment…
But no matter what, neither he nor Lumine could simply laugh it off.
"Sigh…" Stelle let out a deep sigh and walked to a tree, staring blankly at Albedo's camp in the distance.
From here, he could roughly see the situation over there; Albedo and the others should be asleep.
Stelle was now resentful, only wanting to throw his baseball bat over there and make those two wake up.
Albedo's potion was clearly indispensable for Lumine to become like that.
Although he didn't understand why Albedo himself was fine after drinking it, but Lumine became like this.
It couldn't be because he was by her side, could it?
Although this possibility was quite high, Stelle felt it shouldn't be.
"Hmm?!"
Just as Stelle was about to go back, a familiar aura suddenly appeared beside him.
Stelle was about to turn around, but a pair of strong hands gripped his arms from behind, and the owner of the aura pressed against his body.
Perhaps it was because he had just finished and was in a sage state, or perhaps because he was very familiar with this aura, so he was caught off guard.
In short, he was restrained.
Of course, it wasn't difficult to break free, but once he knew who the person was, he no longer had the thought of breaking free.
"Ro-Rosaria…" Stelle twisted his head with difficulty, looking guiltily at the purple figure behind him.
"You seem to have done something to displease Acting Grand Master Jean." Rosaria's face was expressionless, but his body was pressed tightly against Stelle's, and Stelle could even feel the softness of the white Slime.
"I'm not… Huh? Rosaria, you, you know about me and Jean??" Stelle instinctively wanted to explain, but soon discovered an even more serious problem.
Although he had guessed this before, it hadn't been confirmed, and he still held a sliver of hope.
But now, hearing Rosaria say it himself, Stelle's heart couldn't help but pound, and his cheeks began to flush.
It was as if some unspeakable secret of his had been discovered.
He knew that Jean would never tell anyone, not even Rosaria.
So, how Rosaria knew was self-evident.
"Yes, I heard the whole thing that day." Rosaria chuckled softly.
Stelle felt there was some other meaning in his laughter, but at this moment, he had no mind to think about such things.
"I, you…"
"Don't speak, do you remember, you owe me one, right?" Rosaria's grip on Stelle's hand tightened.
"…Mm." Stelle nodded.
"Then, I want you to be obedient in a moment, don't move around." Rosaria found a rope from somewhere and tied it around Stelle's hands, binding him securely.
"Rosaria, what exactly do you want to do?" Stelle felt it slightly; the rope wasn't rough, it was even soft, unlike typical binding ropes.
He could easily break free with just a little force, but because of what Rosaria had just said, he obediently let Rosaria tie him up.
"Do what? Hmm, good question…" Rosaria wasn't actually sure what he was doing, but since his body was already doing it, he didn't want to think too much.
"Just don't resist, that's my only request."
"…"
But your request is too difficult to make one feel at ease.
The ominous feeling in Stelle's heart grew stronger, and he even wanted to break free from the ropes and escape, but he held back from using force because of the previous incident of standing Rosaria up.
"Alright, let's go." Rosaria directly bent down and hoisted Stelle onto his shoulder, carrying him towards his own camp.
"Ro-Rosaria, you're going to…" Stelle was a little flustered.
"Quiet, it wouldn't be good to wake that little blonde." Rosaria reached out and patted Stelle's perky backside.
This made Stelle, who was in sage mode, feel a wave of numbness and weakness throughout his body.
"Such a good feel, Acting Grand Master Jean must like it too." Rosaria had never felt so satisfied.
"Ugh, you're not going to…" Stelle looked at the nearby tent, already guessing his fate.
"Ah, you're right, I can't hold back anymore." Rosaria nodded, his eyes a deeper shade of pink than anyone else's.
He didn't realize that when facing Stelle's succubus-like constitution, the more one resisted, the more severe the consequences would be.
So much so that he had started to act strangely a long time ago.
Especially after Kaeya had told him earlier: What if you use some underhanded methods?
In this situation, he was very receptive to advice.
Rosaria had always diligently protected Mondstadt to repay Grand Master Varka's kindness, but this didn't mean he had turned good.
He had never considered himself a good person either.
To him, being underhanded was a virtue not even worth mentioning.
"Wait, Rosaria, you can't do this!" Stelle still wanted to make a final struggle, but unfortunately, he had lost his last chance to escape.
He had just had the strength to break free from the ropes, but after Rosaria patted and even kneaded him, he truly had no strength left in his entire body.
"Can't do this? Hmm… But, you wouldn't want Acting Grand Master Jean to find out about you and Lumine, would you?"
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