Miss Torturer just wants to fish

When the fireworks burst,

looking at himself with concern,

Gently touching his head and smiling,

Moments about Rose that belonged directly to Dorothy.

She remembered it all, all of it.

These pictures...

Bit by bit, it was engraved in the bottom of my heart by the girl.

In the holy spring, the corners of the girl's mouth were slightly raised with her eyes closed.

She understood why she didn't have any anxiety or resentment now.

It was because of Roslinda, and because of my succubus teacher.

Just like her along the way, she was willing to resolutely lead herself across half of the continent to the Church of Light for her own sake.

Obviously such a troublesome teacher...

However, perhaps there is no anxiety and resentment, and it is not only because of Mrs. Rose.

Apart from the existence of Teacher Rose...

Dorothy felt that she had her own reasons for not being uneasy anymore.

That is the self who likes the teacher.

Because my heart is full of love for the teacher and expectations for the future...

So, don't worry anymore.

She understood why she fell in love with Rose.

All important things have been fully remembered.

Thinking of this, Dorothy gently opened her eyes.

She stood up.

"Whoa-"

Hearing the sound of "crashing" water, Rose finally couldn't help raising her head and looked in Dorothy's direction.

After all, time has passed...

She looked at Dorothy standing in the waist-deep pool, at her wet hair and beaded swimsuit, skin...

Feeling dazed again.

After a long time, Rose came back to her senses.

She blushed a little and stood up from the "clean" pool of the Fountain of Love, looking at Dorothy's face.

"Ah... have you fully recovered?"

Rose felt Dorothy's unprecedentedly stable and energetic soul, and asked softly.

"It's almost completely recovered...the most important thing has been remembered."

Dorothy said so, looked at Rose, and suddenly pursed her lips, showing a smile.

"However, I also feel that a lot of things are missing in the soul, and it will never come back."

"Ah? What is it?"

Hearing what Dorothy said, Rose took a step forward with some worry and panic.

Nor did she care that Dorothy was still in a bathing suit now.

In front of the physical and mental health of her disciples, how could Rose have any desires.

Even if she is a succubus.

A succubus is not a beast.

She gently supported Dorothy's face with her hands, and released a trace of magic power from her hands, exploring Dorothy's soul.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Rose said puzzled.

"What is it exactly?"

And Dorothy gently held Rose's wrist.

The little girl raised her eyes, looked at Rose in front of her, and pursed her lips slightly.

"Teacher, don't worry too much."

"I said what I was missing...was my confusion, my cowardice, and my...stupidity of not looking directly at my own feelings."

"There is also the indecision that has failed Senior Sister Kanol's good intentions."

"Those, no longer exist."

Rose watched Dorothy's eyes twinkle and reflect her own, and opened her mouth slightly.

"Dorothy..."

She felt that unimaginable, heavy and strong emotions were bursting out from the girl's small body and frail soul.

Even a succubus with half-talented talent like her can feel the eager, enthusiastic, and passionate feelings of the other party.

It is even more intense than the power of the holy light in this fountain of benevolence.

Dorothy took Rose by the wrist and moved her hand slightly away from her face, between them.

"Teacher, don't you ask... what is the most important thing I think of?"

As Dorothy said so, her hands slid down Rose's wrists, touching Rose's fingers and palms lightly.

Rose felt her mouth dry.

She realized that she seemed to be being led by the nose by her well-behaved and docile disciple.

However, Rose subconsciously followed Dorothy's words and asked.

"Yes... what is it?"

Dorothy smiled sweetly and dangerously at Rose's voice and question.

She did not answer in words.

But...

He gently approached Rose.

The hands changed from palm to palm, and turned into holding Rose's hand firmly.

It's not even a normal hand-holding.

Instead, he used his fingers to squeeze through Rose's fingers, and held hands interlocking!

then,

There was no time for Rose to react.

Dorothy pressed her face close to Rose's.

Then, he stood on tiptoe and pressed his moist lips on Rose's lips.

She kisses Rose.

It is not an ambiguous kiss like kissing on the cheek or forehead, which can be confused with etiquette and attributed to the boundary between master and apprentice.

But like the eager emotions that Dorothy erupted at this moment, there is no doubt, a kiss with love and liking without any fuzzy boundaries.

Fierce emotions came out overwhelmingly, and the soft and sweet lips took all of Rose's consciousness.

She did not refuse Dorothy, nor did she push her away.

Because Rose knows...

To my disciples, at least after this journey, I will definitely no longer be...

Pure teacher-student friendship.

She would worry and warn herself that the age gap and identity difference between the two people was precisely because Rose was reminding herself...

"Don't fall in love with Dorothy."

But if she didn't have this idea at all, how could she... warn herself like this?

It's just that everything is strictly guarded against death, self-denial and self-discipline...

The internal defenses are tight, and they cannot withstand this devastating external offensive.

It was a long, suffocating, wet kiss.

Under this most holy light, no matter in terms of identity, race, or morality, they can all be called blasphemous feelings...

But it is cleaner than that holy light.

Minutes passed, and Dorothy moved her lips away from Rose's.

She let go of the hands that were clasping Rose tightly.

The index finger of her right hand was on Rose's lips who were astonished and seemed to have a thousand words to say.

On the lips that I just kissed.

"Teacher, this is the most important thing that comes to my mind."

"I like you."

"And, I clearly remembered why I like you."

"And this liking, what do you want me to do to you."

Saying so, she stretched out her hands to Rose again.

This time, Dorothy hugged Rose around the waist.

She embraced Rose, then jumped up lightly, pressing her entire body weight on it.

Rose was thrown off balance by Dorothy in this way.

The figures of the two overlapped girls fell into the incomparably holy and pure pool filled with the power of the holy light of benevolence...

"Pfft!"

Splashes of water are flying.

The pool water gently engulfed the figures of the two girls.

573 Patrinia Meeting in Central Church

The lost and recovered memory, in fact, forced Dorothy to face her own feelings.

While retrieving the memories of Rose and Little by little, it is also revisiting and...examining.

Examine what these memories and the emotions born from them are.

And not even just Dorothy herself.

It's a journey for Dorothy and Rose, and a way for them both to reflect on each other's relationship and discover what the other means to them.

This is what Canol hopes his sister Dorothy and Master Rose need to think about.

Master Rose is a very casual person.

Canol understands this better than anyone.

If she doesn't give her master enough external stimulation, she will never take any positive actions.

Even more so emotionally.

And whether it's sister Isabella or sister Tina...

Both happen to be the very active type.

Sister Tina is open to unrestrained infatuation.