BRAGR) Messing Around

“Fuew…” I currently had my head on Angel’s lap and she was using her fingers to massage my scalp while running her fingers through my hair. I have no idea why this feels so good but it does. The tingling sensation in my scalp as her fingers danced delicately about was so soothing I couldn’t help but make a weird noise.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself.” Angel’s voice carried with it a warmth that soothed my ears. I could tell while she was teasing me that she was doing it out of love.

“Mmm… Your fingers are magical.” I replied as I buried my face into her stomach. We still had plenty of time before we had to log in. I know we should be working harder but before the big event arrived I wanted to take some time to relax like this since later on we won’t have much time for anything. With all the strangeness and the way our world was changing different from the dreams I really began to wonder if it was because I was doing things that others in my dream took years to accomplish and figure out.

At the rate things were going the idea of the quests being the trigger for the apocalypse might not be the case unless someone from another starting area was the cause. There could be many factors. It could just be progression. Like a player entering an area and not a quest at all.

Like, what if for some reason a player had decided to just walk down the road trying to make it to one of the major cities? Or to some far-off land some place that was way too over leveled for them? The quests seemed to be the most feasible but it could all just be a coincidence. Maybe this was how things were supposed to be and my dream was only a representation of it all, like a what-if situation? The company could also be at fault. I don’t know and just thinking about it gave me a headache.

I felt a finger pressed between my brow. “You shouldn’t frown. It will make you ugly.”

“It’s fine. I will be your ugly girlfriend then.” I replied while pursing my lips. So what if I turned ugly? She will still need to put up with me. “Whey! Vhat are vou dowing!?”

Angel started squishing my face out of nowhere. “I am trying to make you ugly this way I won’t have to worry some pretty face will take you away.”

“Why would I run off with anyone? It took you a while to whittle down my defenses as it is. Who else could do that?” It was true. I would not be able to be myself in front of someone else. Just Angel.

“Even so!” Angel squished my face more before suddenly bursting out laughing. “Hahaha! This face! Let’s go with this one! Where is my phone I need to take a picture!”

“No pictures!” A flash of light light up the room, causing both Angel and I to turn to look at a certain maid who was standing there. “Hilde?”

“I took the liberty to take the picture for the Madam. She was right it was the perfect picture.” Hilde replied while staring at the screen with a smile.

 “Delete it! Ahh!” I cried out while trying to get up only to fall on the floor.

“Hahaha! Are you okay?” Angel asked while laughing her butt off. This stupid pink-haired thing! I would need to spank her butt later.

“You both are bullying me.” I slowly got up and pouted. I mean I was truly bullied by both of them!

“Now you know how I feel! Miss, called me a pink-haired thing for so long! Whoever said revenge wasn’t sweet was an idiot. This is really sweet. I feel so much better now.” Angel’s smug look and sly grin actually looked quite cute but I had to still pout to save my image. I was a demon! I could not let the Angel get her way so easily!

Of course, I can scream this all I want in my head but that will not change the fact that Angel was still laughing at me. I sighed and pursed my lips. What’s done is done. “Alright, you both win. Do what you want.” I harrumphed and crossed my arms across my chest as I sat down on the couch. I guess this was the go-ahead for Angel to start messing with my hair while Hilde snapped pictures of me. I have no idea why at all times these two were so in sync. Hilde wasn’t even willing to call her anything but mistress earlier and now here she was working as a team with the girl she seemed to have despised earlier.

An hour later I was finally released from their torture. I was currently pulling out the tiny braids Angel put in my hair. Both Angel and Hilde were helping with this as well. Or more like they had no choice. I do not know why she made like twenty of them! At least Angel seemed to be having fun. Same for Hilde. Although I do feel bad for Silvie who was stuck in game. I will have to do something for her before I head back to Erune to pick up Angel’s father.