Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 192

[19] (EP-192.2) A Short Break #1

192 – A Short Break #1

What’s left of it in this hot weather?

“Eugh, why would you eat things that taste like toothpaste. If you’re going to do that, you might as well just squeeze toothpaste into your mouth.”

What are you talking about when you’re the one who left this for me? I wanted to say something, but decided to let it slide.

“It tastes good after you eat it for a while.”

Replenishing my sugar and cooling off my body, my anger that had boiled up moments ago settled down, and I felt somewhat better.

Pang, papapapang-.

Then there was a loud noise outside the window. Firecrackers? In broad daylight? At the loud noise, Elga also turned her head to look out the window.

“Looks like firecrackers are going off. They’re really getting ready for the festival now.”

The festival.

Come to think of it, the Pre-summer Festival was supposed to start now.

“Now it really feels like summer...!”

Neueue— Elga stretched out.

It was hot since there was no air conditioning unit in my room, so Elga was only wearing a bralette, revealing her slender shoulders and smooth armpits.

Suddenly, our eyes met, which surprised me. Though she didn’t seem to care as much.

“Summer’s great, isn’t it? Did you know that the constellation of summer is Leo? Such is the season of the Lioness Family.”

“Do you like summer, Elga-nim?”

“Yeah, my birthday’s in the summer. When I was little, whenever summer came around, gifts and animals would be sent from all over the place-.”

Chatter, chatter.

Elga went on for a few minutes about why summer is good. While listening to about half of her stories, I got lost in thought.

She’s born in summer, huh. Her bright blonde hair, that’s as bright as the midday sun, and healthy body does evoke images of summer beaches. The Lioness is a family that goes well with summer. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

“But I deliberately don’t mention it.”

Then ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) Elga’s hand, which was massaging my thigh, suddenly stopped.

“Why is this area so swollen?”

Elga was looking between my thighs.

In fact, as Elga pointed out, my “thing” had gone stiff long ago. It bulged, threatening to burst through my pants. I thought Elga hadn’t noticed, so I also pretended not to. But it seems like she did.

My “thing” was a soldier ready for battle.

Recently, with all the training and Elga being pregnant, it had been difficult to handle alone.