The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies-Chapter 302: We’re Pure Love

As one strap slipped down, revealing her delicate shoulder, Dorothy’s breathing quickened. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Although Adele didn’t urge her, Dorothy’s hand instinctively moved to the other shoulder, her face flushed as she closed her eyes, ready to undo that strap as well.

But just then, she felt Adele’s hand tighten on her wrist. A muffled, tsundere voice came from beside her ear,

“Idiot! That’s... enough.”

“You passed the test.”

Dorothy froze, her mouth open in surprise. Test?

Adele explained shyly,

“I’m not a girl who only thinks about lewd things!”

“I just want to see your heart.”

Although she had also seen Dorothy’s half-exposed breasts, {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} that couldn’t be helped. Rather, Adele felt justified in looking.

“...”

“Is the banquet... over?”

“Not yet, but I made an excuse and left early.” Dorothy replied truthfully.

“Eh, is that so... but that’s the first banquet to establish your position as queen.”

“Logically, you should stay and get to know the powerful figures in Twilight City, conquer and recruit them with your charm.”

Adele was right. That was Daphne’s plan, to gather all possible forces and pave the way for Dorothy. But Dorothy’s impulsive actions were somewhat unsatisfactory. Dorothy understood this, but she couldn’t ignore Adele, who had left feeling wronged.

This was undoubtedly her answer.

Between career and love, she ultimately chose love.

“I don’t care about those things, I only care if you’re mad at me...”

“If you are, I’ll make it up to you.”

Adele blushed at Dorothy’s straightforward words, her fingers fidgeting.

“...I-I’m not mad at you!”

“Do you think I’m such a willful and unreasonable girl!?”

“Even if you didn’t come after me, I wouldn’t be angry!”

“...At most, just a little!”

Really just a little, not a lot?

The girl’s lying expression was both obvious and cute.

Adele stood up from Dorothy’s lap and offered her hand.

Their hands intertwined, and for a long time, they didn’t let go.

“Hmph, it wasn’t for nothing that I waited for you in the garden.”

Hearing this, Dorothy’s heart was filled with warmth.

But after Adele led her around the garden three or four times... Dorothy’s warm feelings could only be described as a crow flying across the sky.

Was it possible... just possible... that Adele hadn’t been waiting for her? That she was simply lost!?

“This... this garden is quite big.” Adele blushed, still holding Dorothy’s hand and walking forward stubbornly.

This time, Dorothy couldn’t stand it anymore. Using excuses like “I want to see over there” and “There seems to be a beautiful flower there,” she successfully led Adele out of the garden “maze.” Adele still looked a little proud, thinking it was all her own doing.

But they were out now.

Next... where should they go?

Adele didn’t seem to have thought about this. So, the atmosphere became awkward.

Finally, Dorothy, seeing Adele’s hesitation, mustered her courage and said, “How about... you come to my house, Adele?”

Hearing this, Adele furrowed her brows. “Ugh, I hate cold and gloomy castles.”

“I-it’s not a castle. Anyway, Adele, you’ll see when we get there.”

“It’s definitely not gloomy, and if it’s cold... I’ll hug you.” Dorothy’s expression hinted at something.

Adele suddenly became interested and nodded in agreement.

Then, under the dim moonlight, the two girls walked in the direction Dorothy indicated.

Although there was no distinction between day and night in Twilight City, only a blood-red moon hanging high, there was still a concept of day and night. Now was undoubtedly night.

Dorothy led Adele into a mysterious forest in Twilight City.

If Adele hadn’t trusted Dorothy, she would have really thought Dorothy was going to kidnap and sell her!

Adele even started fantasizing about how much she should be sold for. She thought it must be a terrifying price, a national treasure!

Walking through the dense forest, when they heard the gurgling of water, Dorothy smiled and said, “We’re here.”

A simple wooden cabin appeared before Adele.

“It’s a bit embarrassing to say, but everyone should have a secret base when they were young, right?” Dorothy’s words evoked memories for Adele.

Speaking of “secret bases,” Adele did have one before she transmigrated. It was a church in the countryside, with a headless statue of the “Lord.”

Thinking about it now, no wonder it was abandoned. How could the “Lord” be a woman? That was heresy! And the statue of the “Lord” was also naked, which was a bit too open for the local customs where Adele lived. This left a deep impression on the young Adele, even fascinated her.

So, the rebellious Adele—of course, she had a different name at that time, let’s not talk about it for now—anyway, the rebellious Adele would go to that church to play, whether she was in trouble, not in trouble, or simply bored. And she was very selfish, considering it her own secret base, never telling her friends about it. Also worth mentioning, she had secretly touched the statue’s breasts. It could only be said that Adele’s greedy and lewd nature was evident even at a young age.

However, Dorothy was different from her. She generously shared her secret base. Adele’s expression also became quite expectant. She wanted to see if Dorothy, a noble princess, would leave some toys or something in this place.

The girl pushed open the wooden door, and the smell of dust filled the air, rich with the scent of time. But Adele quickly used wind magic to sweep away the dust.

Magic was convenient in this regard. Even corners that were usually hard to reach could be cleaned spotlessly by magic. After the dust settled, the interior of the cabin was revealed. It was, as expected, simply furnished: a bed, a desk, books, a clothes rack, a mirror, and several dolls made of cloth and cotton, gently placed on the bedside.

It seemed that Dorothy was a girl who loved to play with dolls when she was young. Although there wasn’t anything interesting that Adele could use as leverage, seeing this scene, she vaguely saw the young Dorothy, not as domineering as she was now, but gentle. Instead of living in the family castle, under everyone’s attention, she preferred to hide in this abandoned cabin she had stumbled upon, quietly talking to her dolls, making friends with them. Perhaps the dolls truly reflected her desire for friendship. Unfortunately, the young Dorothy couldn’t fulfill this simple wish.

Dorothy picked up a doll with pigtails and smiled, introducing it to Adele. “This is Little Peach.”

“So, it’s Dorothy~” Adele immediately saw through Dorothy’s simple thoughts.

Dorothy smiled shyly. “Y-yes, you could say that.”

“Then there are several dolls beside her. Damn it, do you want a harem!?” Adele pretended to be angry, hugging Dorothy from behind, standing on tiptoe, and biting the girl’s earlobe.

Dorothy didn’t feel any pain, but she shrank her neck from the ticklish sensation.

She quickly explained, “N-no, these are all Little Peach’s friends...”

Although she said so, Dorothy’s gaze clearly lingered on a particularly beautiful cloth doll for a few seconds, her expression betraying her.

And this cloth doll, unsurprisingly, was picked up by Adele. She wouldn’t be angry at a virtual doll; that would be like being jealous of her girlfriend liking a fictional character. But this didn’t mean Adele couldn’t use this opportunity to tease Dorothy.

“A-Adele, put down Flower... okay?” Dorothy’s tone was nervous and timid, afraid that Adele would get jealous and destroy the doll that held her precious memories.

The doll’s name was Flower.

There was no real-life counterpart; the first girl Dorothy fell for was Adele. But this didn’t prevent her from enviously watching other children play house when she was young. Unable to find friends, Dorothy simply played the roles of mother and mama with her dolls.

Generally, the rule among Bloodkin was that in a same-sex marriage, the child would call the one who spun the blood cocoon “Mama,” and the one who provided the genetic fluid “Mother.” Simply put, Mother was the top, and Mama was the bottom... roughly speaking.

“Flower, huh, hmph~” Adele looked at the smiling cloth doll, at its beautiful little dress and gentle features.

“I admit, you are quite cute!”

“But, Dorothy is my girlfriend now!”

Just as Dorothy froze, thinking Adele was about to say something harsh, Adele changed her tone.

“Thank you for taking care of her in the past.”

“But, I’m the one who will give her true happiness, make her happy. I’m confident about this!”

“In the future, we will always be together!”

As she spoke, Adele raised the doll named “Flower” in her right hand and said in a high-pitched voice,

“Although you’re a very arrogant girl, I can feel your feelings for Little Peach.”

“Perhaps, Little Peach can really find happiness with you.”

“In the future, please accompany Little Peach!”

“Hmph, I didn’t expect to receive your blessing. But, thank you very much!” Dorothy had been watching Adele’s actions, feeling both amused and touched.

But after the laughter, an unprecedented warmth surged through her heart. The girl pounced on Adele, kissing her under the faint crimson moonlight as if it was only natural.

Adele was initially surprised. But then she gradually followed Dorothy’s rhythm. And during the breaks in their kiss, she would say teasing things like,

“Isn’t it bad to do this with your ex-girlfriend right next to you?” Or, “Am I cuckolding you right in front of her...”

Dorothy was amused. After another loving gaze, she said softly,

“Of course not.”

“We’re pure love.”