CHAPTER 292: CHAPTER 170: PICKING FLOWERS? NO, IT’S BEDWETTING NOW!_2

Shami stood at the top of the mountain on the side of the plain, looking at the shimmering lights, lost in thought.

"I hope the final battle won’t be disturbed by these elves."

"They say elves are treasures themselves, and there are treasures everywhere here. Why don’t we capture a few elves and imprison them for future research?"

Beside Shami, the Magical Girl also gazed at the mountain below, casually spoke.

The Magical Girl and Shami exchanged glances.

"I’m serious."

The Magical Girl said lightly.

The secrets of the Elf Race are many, and her teacher has always been researching the secret of the elves’ longevity. Having living elf specimens would surely make research much more convenient.

"I know you’re serious, and that’s why it scares me."

Looking at the Magical Girl’s dark eyes, Shami couldn’t tell if he was the demon or she was.

"Forget it, capturing elves rashly will attract attention from the elves leading the team, which is detrimental to our upcoming operations... If there’s a real need to research, I’ll capture Lureya..."

"Suit yourself."

The Magical Girl calmly looked into the distance.

"Saili, how’s life been at Fata these days?"

The moonlight gently scattered on the earth, and the evening breeze blew the Magical Girl’s long hair. Shami asked with concern.

After the three Demon Envoys left the village, only this Magical Girl hadn’t been contacted for a month.

The Magical Girl pondered.

"Mostly spent in the library."

Shami nodded secretly.

This fits the Magical Girl’s character well.

Throughout the month, the Magical Girl read various books in Fata’s library. With her change in status, her reading expanded from magic studies to magical power examination; from Fata history to magical race history. Her leisure reading also shifted from "108 Physiological Essentials for Magical Girls" to "Is Always Leaking Urine a Disease?".

Perhaps thinking by day, dreaming by night, she even dreamt of Shami a few times at night.

The most recent one was two days ago.

That night, just after falling asleep, it was dream time.

Shami appeared in Fata, sitting on the windowsill of her room, silently watching her. Upon waking up, she sat on the bed, her feet forming an M shape, her long hair fell to her sides, staring blankly at the suddenly appearing Shami.

Moonlight encircled Shami like a halo, and he smiled gently at her.

"Sha, Shami?"

The Magical Girl slightly raised her small face.

Shami approached the Magical Girl, reaching out to caress her cheek, causing a tingling sensation and indescribable impulse.

"Shami, my body feels so hot."

——

Although she didn’t know why, without any greetings or confirming whether the person was truly Shami, she started asking strange questions, but dreams are always jumpy.

Jumping directly to the key content isn’t dream behavior, is it?!

——

"I know."

Shami nodded gently, the hand caressing her cheek moved in front of her small face, index and middle fingers joined.

The Magical Girl’s moist thin red lips slightly parted, with cheeks blushing, remembering finding "Mature-themed Plot of Demon Kings and Demon Envoys" in the library about demons this afternoon.

Out of exploration spirit, but didn’t closely examine, just read a bit.

"Is it ... asking me to put your fingers in my mouth..."

Her cheeks turned rosy, her little tongue already sticking out.

Shami shook his head, pointing the two fingers down.

"No. Saili, look down."

"Hmm~?"

The Magical Girl shyly looked down, eyes wide with surprise.

Without knowing when, her mattress became wet, with clear water slowly flowing down her legs.

Waking up suddenly, the Magical Girl realized she truly wet the bed.

Fifty percent of the dream reflecting in reality!

What a bizarre dream! Is it spring dream time? But the storyline seems entirely skewed!

And why is the subject Shami!

In reality, the Magical Girl looked at her wet mattress, holding her head with both hands, showing a murderous expression.

After just two months of forced flower-picking, did she already become a super abnormal Magical Girl who wets the bed even as an adult?!

Shami, what did you turn the Magical Girl’s body into!

This is partly why the Magical Girl came to find Shami.

No matter what kind of illness, Shami must take responsibility and treat her!

Upon seeing Shami in the moonlight, the Magical Girl remembered that dream again, her face dimly clouded.

"This is terrible."

"Really?"

Shami glanced at the Magical Girl, noticing her empty hands, expression slightly dazed, couldn’t help but sigh.

The Magical Girl was still lost in her thoughts.

But how to speak about the bed-wetting?

Blaming Shami doesn’t quite make sense either. Even if Shami bore ninety percent of the responsibility, she would still have ten percent culpability!

Totally can’t say it out loud!

Then, hearing Shami’s sigh, the Magical Girl looked over curiously.

"What’s wrong?"

Shami appeared somewhat sad, looking deeply into her eyes with subtle melancholy.

"Really, what’s wrong?"

The Magical Girl’s brows furrowed.

This Saintess hasn’t settled accounts with you yet, why do you seem upset first?

"Saili is still the Saintess of Fata, hasn’t treated this place as a second home. Once arrived, you say this place is terrible."

Shami gazed at the night sky, sighing wistfully.

"It’s just a partnership after all! And terrible doesn’t mean it that way!"

"Thinking of the beautiful flower-picking moments we spent, now brushing it off with ’just a partnership’, turns out our relationship lingered on such a shallow level."

"Shut up! Don’t mention flower-picking anymore!"

Shami’s words struck a sensitive spot, making the Magical Girl gritting her teeth.

But Shami’s sudden melancholy stirred concern in the Magical Girl.

"So really, what’s wrong?"

Shami pointed sadly at the Magical Girl’s hand.

"The ring I gave you, is it because it’s too embarrassing to wear?"

Shami looked up, wiping nonexistent tears from his eyes.

"Because I’m the Saintess of Fata, wearing a ring might arouse some unnecessary attention."

But seeing Shami’s somewhat jealous reaction, the Magical Girl felt inexplicably soothed.

"You thought I threw it away?"

Shami nodded.

"So, you didn’t throw it away?"

"Of course not, didn’t put it in the Storage Bracelet either, always keep it close by, rest assured."

The Magical Girl shook her head, showing a slightly proud expression of ’can’t deal with someone who likes getting jealous’.

Realizing the Magical Girl still held sentiment towards his gift, Shami returned to normal, extending his hand.

"Alright then, recently I gained the ability to upgrade rings. Take it out, I’ll upgrade it for you."

The Magical Girl’s proud expression immediately turned serious.

"I thought about it, that’s not possible."

"Why?"

"Uh, because of some special reasons..."

The Magical Girl hesitantly stepped back, her eyes slightly panicked.

"Saili, no need to deceive me, I can accept any truth."

"I’m not deceiving!"

The Magical Girl was slightly flustered, her dark eyes roving.

Due to her Saintess status, casually wearing rings might draw attention, so she took it off from her hand. But she didn’t want to betray Shami’s goodwill either.

After all, a boy gifted her a ring for the first time in her life. Just leaving it idle in the Storage Necklace felt somewhat unfair to Shami.

After pondering, if she wore what Shami gifted her somewhere unnoticed, it would fulfill both secrecy and keeping him ’underfoot’?

"Even though I took it off the hand..."

The Magical Girl’s small face turned slightly, making her speech incoherent.

"But still wearing it, always wearing, wearing it on the foot, on the toe..."

Shami took a deep breath.

The Magical Girl’s cheeks felt a bit hot.

Why does this decision seem a bit perverted!

"That’s quite a coincidence, isn’t it?"

"Eh?"

Shami flexed his wrist, looking seriously at the Magical Girl.

"You have a pair of feet, and I have a pair of hands."