Daiyi stood before her wardrobe, a hint of distress on her face.

Usually, she would just pick a few clothes at random and head out, but today she had been standing at the wardrobe door, thinking, for a full ten minutes.

What should she wear?

She took out jewelry, necklaces, hairpins, and other accessories from her vanity, contemplating how to coordinate them.

Putting together an outfit was a real test. From hairstyle to jewelry, from eyeshadow to nail polish, every single detail had to be considered.

If all went as expected, this would probably be her last time shopping with Felyn.

So, she wanted to leave some memories, at least to prevent Felyn from forgetting her so quickly.

Daiyi didn't actually want Felyn to come and save her.

The succession of the Divine Child in the Church of Truth, the research topic on whether gods exist, and so on—the crises she faced were all too heavy for Felyn. Not just him; no one could solve them.

This was a path destined for loneliness, and Daiyi was already mentally prepared.

But the dream she just had allowed Daiyi to experience the feeling of being saved by Felyn.

Even though it was fake, Daiyi felt it was enough.

She would just consider it a gift from the gods before their parting.

"It seems our young lady is troubled about her date," Bernice appeared at the window at some point, teasing Daiyi.

"Are you finally getting ready to win over Felyn? Do you need my help?"

Lost in thought, Daiyi was startled and took two steps back. She covered her forehead with one hand and shook her head helplessly.

"Bernice, you're really scary when you suddenly speak."

"Sorry, sorry. It's just my first time seeing you with such a girlish expression. I got a little excited," Bernice said, sitting on the windowsill with her hands clasped, though her face showed no hint of apology.

"I am a girl."

"I know, the future Divine Child of the Church of Truth, a major figure who will influence the world, is just an ordinary girl in front of Felyn, right?"

Daiyi placed a hand on her hip, looking at Bernice.

She realized that what Bernice had just said was largely similar to what she herself said when teasing Felyn.

"So the things I usually say are actually this annoying."

"With a face as beautiful as yours, people will forgive you no matter what you say." Bernice's short, black-and-red hair swayed, the sunlight passing through the tips and twinkling incessantly.

She watched Daiyi constantly combing her hair in front of the mirror, changing earrings and jewelry, looking exactly like a girl in love before a date.

These two might have actually developed real feelings, Bernice thought.

At the very least, Daiyi's attitude toward Felyn was special. She had always kept a distance from everyone, but not with Felyn.

The act of playing lovers might eventually become reality.

It's just...

If only there were a little more time. A little more, to let the two of them understand each other better, which would increase their chances of getting together.

Bernice knew that the time for Daiyi's departure was drawing closer, and she also knew that Felyn couldn't stop Daiyi from leaving.

The two were destined to be separated.

Just let the young lady enjoy her final moments of leisure.

Bernice crossed her legs, watching Daiyi's figure, and couldn't help but think of herself.

She had a very strange dream last night.

There were many people in the dream; it was very lively.

Adeline, Viloti, Daiyi, Dorothy, and others.

And she herself was also at the dining table, quietly watching the beautiful girls playfully bicker with each other alongside Daiyi.

Bernice thought that feeling was quite nice, lively and bustling, like a family that would never be separated.

Family, friends—these were unattainable words for both Bernice and Daiyi.

The two beautiful girls who had always lived in solitude would also one day think: "Ah, if only I could go out and have fun with friends."

After having that dream, Bernice had been pondering a question.

The scene in the dream was clearly Felyn's harem.

It was one thing for Daiyi to be there, but why was she there too?!

Could it be that she too would become one of the members of Felyn's harem?

It was a bit too absurd.

Sunlight fell on Bernice's legs, creating a miraculous sight in the room.

This beautiful girl, with her extensive combat experience, had perfectly curved and proportioned legs.

It was no exaggeration to say that Bernice's legs were the most beautifully proportioned among all the people Felyn knew.

Her short, black-and-red hair swayed as Bernice shook the somewhat ridiculous thought from her mind.

It was probably because she had been around Felyn for too long that she started having such absurd dreams.

And...

Bernice thought of something even more absurd.

If the dream was real, wouldn't she have to compete with Lady Daiyi for Felyn?

Getting into a dramatic confrontation with Daiyi...

She had to admit, it was a little exciting.

"Bernice, the smile on your face right now is a bit scary," Daiyi turned back to find Bernice seemingly thinking about something unpleasant.

Bernice uncrossed her legs, her boots making a crisp sound on the floor.

She got up and walked over to Daiyi, the sunlight flowing along the curves of her body.

Bernice gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind Daiyi's ear, a strange smile appearing on her lips.

"I wonder if Sister Daiyi would be willing to let me go shopping with the two of you?"

"Sister?"

Daiyi tilted her head, frowning slightly, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

"I want to go shopping with Felyn too. I also want Felyn to... pay more attention to me. How about it? Let's compete fairly."

Daiyi extended a slender finger and pressed it against Bernice's forehead, pushing her a little further away.

"Felyn is just downstairs. You can just go down and find him. Besides, Bernice..."

Daiyi took a deep breath, took a step back, and kept her distance from Bernice.

"You were a bit... a bit disgusting just now."

Felyn sat on the living room sofa, holding Hermi on his lap, scratching its soft belly with his hand, listening to its comfortable purrs.

Such a soft touch made it hard for Felyn not to recall how Viloti had lain in his arms just like this in the illusion.

And she too would let out comfortable little whimpers.

"Have you been waiting long?"

Daiyi came down slowly, her hand on the oak banister.

Today, she wore an off-the-shoulder celadon-colored dress. The tailoring was extremely exquisite, the neckline fitting snugly against her delicate collarbones, and a belt tied into a bow on the right side, the trailing ribbons swaying gently with her steps.

When she raised her hand to tidy the loose hair by her ear, a very thin magic crystal bracelet on her wrist glinted slightly.

"To be able to walk on the street with a beautiful girl like you, I wouldn't complain no matter how long I waited." Felyn placed Hermi on the floor, his gaze lingering on Daiyi for a few extra moments.

Usually, Daiyi often wore pajamas and simple long dresses, but once she dressed up, the noble aura from the Church of Truth was completely unconcealable.

Felyn looked down at his own outfit—black long pants and a white long-sleeved shirt. In front of Daiyi, he looked like a servant.

"Wait for me a moment, I'm going to change my clothes," Felyn said, getting up and walking towards the bedroom.

"What's wrong?"

"If I'm not dressed well, people will think you have bad taste in boyfriends. I don't want you to be judged by others."

Felyn had originally thought it was just a simple shopping trip, not expecting Daiyi to dress up so beautifully, just like for a date.

In that case, he couldn't just wear anything and go out. This was his basic professional etiquette.

The staircase was a bit crowded. Daiyi, standing above, reached out and stopped Felyn.

"It's fine."

"Just think of it as you being very rich and keeping me, a beautiful girl, as your sugar baby. Wouldn't that give you more face?"

Felyn didn't expect Daiyi to say that. His lips parted, but he couldn't think of a comeback.

Daiyi was invincible; Felyn was no match for her at all.