You and me under the world tree

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Dietrich under the sun can always present a pure white mood.

But that is not a beautiful picture, but a kind of rejection that this world has for her.

In a dim environment, her performance under the light source is more obvious.

If she didn't use magic or other concealment means, her figure would still be so conspicuous.

Whether it's moonlight or candlelight, they can't wait to fully reveal her existence, which presents an ominous feeling as if they don't belong to this world.

Even as the goddess of death, Hela's feeling has not diminished in the slightest.

What to say?

This woman, her body, everything about her seemed to be shining in the moonlight.

It was in this state that she slowly took off the clothes she was wearing before, and changed into loose clothes for sleeping.

There was no trace of magic in it either.

This behavior, which is considered artificial to the wizard, is of course to take care of Hela's own feelings.

She doesn't like to mix the breath of magic into the behavior of daily life.

For her, eating and changing clothes have a unique charm.

But for Dietrich, it wasn't all for Hela.

She actually liked it herself.

For the Gothic king who used to wear a mask to live her life, even her gender had to be disguised layer by layer, these simple daily behaviors are rare behaviors that can reveal her essence.

She spent most of her life as Prince Dietrich, and only the peaceful daily washing and changing alone time could make her realize that she is a woman.

After a long time, this became her habit.

"That's about it."

After tidying her long silver hair a little, she turned around.

"How do I look?"

Then, Hela didn't give any response.

She just looked at her directly.

"Huh? Hella?"

"what?"

Finally, under Dietrich's call again, Hela finally came to her senses.

Then, she looked squarely at the good friend in front of her.

"what happened?"

She obviously didn't hear Dietrich's simple question just now.

"How do I look?"

But Dietrich herself didn't mind, so she asked again.

Then, Hela couldn't help feeling a little speechless.

What else could it be?

Isn't it just an ordinary pajamas?

Although this is what he thinks in his heart, Hela won't really complain that much.

In getting along with Hodder and Dietrich, she also learned to consider and take care of others' psychology.

"pretty good."

she said.

"That's right, I actually like this pajamas quite a bit."

Looking at the white nightgown on her body, Dietrich smiled slightly.

"Ah."

Hella didn't answer anything, just nodded.

She just looked at Dietrich like this, but her eyes were inexplicably erratic.

And all these details reveal her mood that may not be very happy.

"Are you disappointed? It's only me here."

Maybe Dietrich herself didn't intend to hide anything, so she asked directly.

"what……"

Compared to the frank Dietrich, Hela's behavior became strange.

"No."

She denied it almost subconsciously.

"I have nothing to be disappointed about."

she replied.

I don't know if it is to enhance persuasiveness, but she added:

"It didn't matter at all."

"Well, I see, you seem to care about it, so shall I call him in?"

"???"

Dietrich said without giving Hela almost any time to react.

And this blow like a slap in the face made her head buzz.

For a moment, she could only stand still and say nothing.

With her mind down and her ability to speak, she just looked at the silver-white woman in front of her.

"Well, there's no response. Sure enough, let's call him in."

This time it wasn't just words, Dietrich even took steps, and was only a few steps away from the door.

But just as she passed Hela, she was caught.

"I said no!"

Hela couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Don't tell him to come in!"

Then, she just saw Dietrich's slightly teasing expression.

That kind of happiness couldn't help but make her feel uncomfortable.

But now, she only felt her head buzzing.

"What are you doing!"

she complained.

However, Dietrich did not answer immediately.

She just stretched out her hand and gently stroked Hela's head.

And at the moment of contact, Dietrich felt Hela's trembling.

It was true that she resisted for a moment, but she soon became quiet again.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"Um……"

Maybe it was the anti-riding resistance. Hela, who had been denying it before, suddenly admitted it.

However, she still had a trace of reserve in her heart, so she couldn't help adding:

"Actually, it's just a little bit."

"After all, girls need care."

Of course Dietrich saw this.

Hela might not need Hodder to actually come in to sleep with her, nor did he need to coax her to sleep like a child.

But at least some words of comfort.

This mentality is a bit like that of a child who seeks comfort from his parents.

"Sorry, Hodder didn't understand what you meant."

Dietrich explained.

"His childhood experience is a bit special. He grew up in an orphanage without parents and has become accustomed to being independent. According to him, when he has memory, he falls asleep alone, so he pays more attention to efficiency."

"Orphanage..."

There are some things that Hela won't ask, but she definitely knows.

After all, once one realizes the identity of the 'Dark Fragment', one can definitely determine the identity of the other party's 'Orphan'.

As Loki's creation, there are no parents at all.

"I know too, it's just..."

"Just what?"

Then, Hela's own voice stopped.

She just looked at Dietrich's face, into those scarlet eyes.

Then, an inexplicable panic came to my mind.

"It's nothing."

After forcibly calming down, she opened her mouth to speak.

"uh-huh?"