As the princess of the Elf Forest, Aistride has been trained in the etiquette of banquets and balls, so she’s no stranger to beverages like alcohol. Although her tolerance isn’t particularly remarkable, it’s still much better than those trying alcohol for the first time.
However, elves inherently don’t have much interest in alcohol. Many noble elves only study drinking etiquette for appearances, making sure they don’t cause offense at banquets. Naturally, their alcohol tolerance isn’t great.
Aistride, forced to drink in a series of rapid gulps, felt her stomach churn violently. The food she had previously eaten and the alcohol inside her started battling, aggressively pounding against her stomach lining, compelling her to throw up everything she had consumed.
But that would be so embarrassing. Added to that, the urge to vomit but not being able to do so, she leaned on the table dry heaving for quite some time, her expression utterly painful.
Wenfu put down the small utensils in her hand and trotted over to Aistride step by tiny step, fussing over her like a little cotton-padded jacket, gently patting Aistride’s back.
As Wenfu looked up, Tillysha’s drunken, mesmerizing gaze met her own, her eyes hazy and alluring due to the alcohol. They cast an almost mischievous smile towards Wenfu.
Drinking did nothing to lower Tillysha’s beauty; rather, the difference from her usual demeanor made her all the more captivating.
“Hey, does Wenfu want to indulge too~?”
“Umm! Meeow.” Wenfu took a pitiful step back, her furry little cat ears twitching, her teary eyes full of pure helplessness.
“Wenfu, don’t let your temperature get too high…” Wenfu mumbled.
“Ara? Little Wenfu isn’t being good, you can’t be naughty now,” Tillysha’s red-flushed cheeks swayed with movement, her silky golden hair cascading along her collarbone as she tilted her head.
“Meow!” Trembling, limited edition Wenfu.
“Alright, Tillysha stop teasing. Wenfu’s still young, she can’t drink.” Fillicia interjected in time.
“Ah~ Okay, then Fillicia, will you have a drink with me?”
“You’re really drunk, it’s my fault for even suggesting drinking. I’m sorry.”
“Ara, how many times must I say this?” Tillysha, dissatisfied, swayed, her large white bosom bouncing like a bouncy jelly, full of “cheeky” vibes.
“I, I’m not drunk, oh!” Tillysha responded stubbornly.
“Keep going, hic! You were boasting before about your great tolerance, right? But you can’t even handle a few drinks? Fillicia, you’re nothing but a pushover. Heh heh, that’s embarrassing.”
Fillicia twitched her mouth. Though she knew Tillysha was talking nonsense after drinking, still…
Tillysha, pretending to cover her mouth, revealed all her mocking beauty, and with that kind of gaze, Fillicia got mad.
They say people tell the truth when drunk, revealing words normally held back due to social norms and self-restraint. Yet Fillicia felt Tillysha was like a completely different person when drunk.
“Hey Aistride, wake up, we’re continuing,” and, with a red face, the golden-haired elf lifted the nauseous Aistride, who had just barely recovered, back to her seat.
“Hey, trash woman, that’s enough. Aistride can’t take it anymore,” Yimi couldn’t bear to see it.
“Ah, what are you talking about little Yimi? We’ve just started, it’s far from over.”
“Don’t call me little Yimi, so gross.” Yimi spat with disgust.
“Come over here.” Tillysha refilled both Fillicia’s and Aistride’s cups, raising her own glass which she finished in one gulp.
Fillicia frowned. She was genuinely worried that Tillysha drinking cup after cup would harm her brain.
She finished her full cup of wine, breathing out a long breath of alcohol.
The alcohol had a potent kick. Even Fillicia couldn’t completely resist it. Drinking one cup after another was even too much for the ancient dragon bloodlines.
Looking at the silver-haired elf who was tipsy, and at the gold-haired elf who was clearly drunk, Fillicia sighed deeply.
She shouldn’t have let Tillysha drink.
What’s called drinking culture in the White Glass Kingdom only went so far. Only those reckless drunkards drank as hard as this, ignoring social norms.
And if they kept drinking like this, they would have a hangover until the next morning?
This isn’t even over? It looked like their hangover would last until the afternoon the next day.
“Wenfu, tomorrow when you go to school, pass on a message for us three. Just say we’re not feeling well and need to take a half-day leave.” Realizing the consequences of this night’s drinking, Fillicia wisely arranged the “post-mortem” with Wenfu.
“Meow, understood.”
“Aistride, you mustn’t be naughty,” seeing Aistride not moving at all, Tillysha, holding a wine glass with one hand, pinched Aistride’s jaw, pouring the red liquid into the dazed, glassy-eyed silver-haired girl’s mouth.
“Waaa!” The bitter taste exploding on her taste buds caused Aistride’s scattered eyes to instantly tighten, trying to vomit instinctively, but Tillysha’s gentle fingers held her lips closed.
“Drink it all down, don’t let any drop.”
“Wasting food is shameful.”
“Aistride isn’t a bad child, is she?”
“Grrr~” This combination of gentle yet somewhat threatening tone made Aistride’s resistance weaker. Her beloved’s plea made her ears soft. Obeying, she made “squishing” sounds, slowly swallowing the liquid that clogged her throat, making her nauseous.
Witnessing this, a trace of pity flitted across Fillicia’s eyes, yet she couldn’t do anything to stop it.
“Great job, great job~ She drank it all! Aistride is still a good girl after all.”
“She did an amazing job. Let me reward her with another full glass too. Catch it well~”
“What’s that look for? Aistride, are you listening to me now? Hm, not being good at all.” Seeing the silver-haired girl looking up at her pitifully like a puppy, Tillysha showed no pity, smiling slightly and lifting the elf girl’s clean chin with her delicate hand to make her gaze into her own.
“Too mean! This is the wine I personally poured for Aistride. Aistride wouldn’t want to refuse me… refuse my feelings, right?”
“I… I didn’t…” Seeing Tillysha’s face, seemingly heartbroken, Aistride quickly responded.
“So, this glass of wine~?”
Aistride painfully swallowed, braving the discomfort in her stomach. Her amethyst-like eyes shimmered with tearful stars, trembling hands holding the glass, and after another look at Tillysha’s full score smile, while keeping her eyes on Tillysha, she drained the overflowing glass dry.
“Waaahhhh…” The pitiful Aistride was being emotionally manipulated by Tillysha into drinking several times more than she could handle.
Finally, past the limit, she collapsed on the wine table, unable to continue the fight.
“That’s not okay either, Aistride cannot just fall asleep here,” holding Aistride’s face, the latter’s dazed, inebriated eyes clearly showed she had lost her fighting ability.
Still, it seemed Tillysha wasn’t finished yet.
“Seems you can’t drink anymore, huh? I can’t help you, then.” Tillysha raised her glass, taking a sip of wine, not swallowing it yet, as she cupped the silver-haired elf’s flawless face, her brilliant gaze twinkling like the stars, then…
The bl**d-red drink wet her lips, trailing slowly through her mouth.
Fillicia was shocked. Before Wenfu could see, Yimi covered her eyes, muttering words like “Don’t look,” and “old cow eating young grass” that Wenfu couldn’t understand.
Aistride widened her eyes. Though her nerves were numb from the alcohol, she could still see this up-close, incomparably beautiful face.
In her hazy mind, Aistride found herself in a dreamlike state, like the name of this bottle of red wine, “Demon’s Kiss.” She really couldn’t tell if she was dreaming or really being kissed by a demon.
Pointy ears, red face, alluring charm, captivating beauty of depth and appearance.
Perhaps, it could be said, she was being kissed by a demon?
Unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, Aistride succumbed to her instincts and actively responded to Tillysha’s movements.
Tillysha held her face, while she hugged Tillysha’s slim waist with both arms. They acted as if they’d done this many times before.
Naturally, the wine in her mouth was clumsily swallowed.
“Thank you for the feast, Aistride~” After a long separation, Tillysha wiped the remaining wine and unknown liquids from the corner of her mouth, slowly releasing Aistride who was completely drunk.
“Hey Fillicia.”
“…What?” Fillicia came to from her daze.
“I think drinking alone is boring. We still need something to spice it up.”
“What kind of spice?” Fillicia suddenly had a bad feeling.
“Like this~ We drink and play paper-scissors-stone. If I lose, I’ll reveal one of my secrets, but if you lose…” Tillysha smirked.
“I’ll have to expose one of Fillicia’s secrets~”
Dun dun don!
“Ah? Secrets? What secret?” Wenfu looked from Tillysha to Fillicia, confused.
Does Fillicia sister have some secrets kept from us? What secret?
Fillicia couldn’t handle it.
Truly, drunk people would do anything.
This isn’t an elf! Add a pink tail and disguise as a demon and no one would question it!
“Alright, shall we start?”
“Alright, stop drinking, Tillysha, we’re all drunk already. Wenfu and Yimi are watching, it’s not good…”
“Fillicia, you won’t be running away right?”
“I…” Fillicia wanted to say something, but dizziness hit her, breaking through her calm and composure.
d*mn… The late kick of “Demon Kiss” has arrived!
Now, she was getting drunk too.
“Tillysha, stop fooling around.”
“Remember, if Fillicia forfeits, I’ll directly expose Fillicia’s little~secret~”
“Fillicia probably wouldn’t want the others in the team know, right? Knowing that she’s… a… fact?”
Fillicia, holding her head, unable to think rationally due to the alcohol, was almost reaching her limit.
This time, no one could stop Tillysha.
And just then, a soft, white arm suddenly hugged Tillysha from behind, pulling her down onto the person sitting behind her.
“Eh?” Tillysha tilted her head, her body shivering as something moved around her shoulder and neck, causing her great discomfort.
“Tillysha…” The silver-haired elf embraced Tillysha from behind, pinning her down, her amethyst eyes filled with alluring charm that seemed almost dripping.
“So fragrant, so fragrant…” The silver-haired elf clung to Tillysha’s shoulder, greedily inhaling her scent, her rosy cheeks blushing whether it was intoxication or the scent.
“Ah? Aistride, you’re not drunk yet?”
“Hmm…” Aistride didn’t respond. Suddenly standing up, she maintained her embrace of Tillysha, eyes lost in a daze, searching for something. Then, she found the bed that could sleep multiple people.
With her target locked in, she silently dragged Tillysha toward the bed, and upon reaching the bed, she pressed Tillysha onto the bed. She leaned down, and the two delicate bodies pressed against each other, horizontal like jade, and the first to collide and press together were the twin “bags” of water.
“Ah~” Tillysha, trapped beneath, let out a soft m*an, wanting to push the tipsy silver-haired girl off. She tossed and turned on the bed, still pressed together.
Because she had drunk so much, Tilysha’s thoughts were also unclear. She had no strength, so she could only endure Aistride pressing on her, waving her hands aimlessly.
“You two…” Fillicia got up from her seat, wanting to instinctively separate the two of them but was unexpectedly pulled down by Tillysha and ended up lying down on the bed as well.
“Mmm…” The body touching the soft bed instantly made Fillicia sleepy. Before she realized it, Tillysha’s hands hugged her back.
Fillicia’s heart tightened, the scent of roses and lavender from Aistride, and the smell of mint and natural herbs from Tillysha, realizing that she was surrounded by both girls. Meanwhile, these two elves, one silver and one golden, were completely exhausted.
“Fillicia, so sleepy…”
“Goodnight~”
Surrounded by the two elf maidens, Fillicia couldn’t move. At the same time, her drowsiness also rose, and her eyelids started to droop, wanting to sleep.
Indeed, so tired…
The two different styles of elves, hands intertwined, heads lying next to each other, fell into a deep slumber.
The fragrance and spices soothed her mind, making her unusually peaceful.
Fillicia’s eyelids began to droop. Though squeezed like a sandwich cookie between the two, she didn’t feel uncomfortable at all but had an inexplicable feeling of happiness.
Sleeping could be this comfortable.
As she drifted off, she had the fleeting thought that “sleeping forever like this wouldn’t be so bad either.”
