19~ Listen to me, little sister,
you’re having a hysteria attack.
“………..” Tillysha’s eyes widened in disbelief. When she realized where she was, her mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.
The golden-haired girl before her, who looked about seventy percent similar to her, was none other than the Elf Empress, Bilodis Garnoline.
Their emerald eyes met, and for a moment, there was only silence.
Tillysha quietly rubbed her bottom, feeling something cool and soft beneath her. It was as smooth as cold jade and as soft as a cream cake, indenting at the slightest touch.
Realizing what she was lying on, Tillysha paused for a moment before pinching it.
“It tickles~ You shouldn’t be so mischievous, Tillysha~”
“………..” As expected, she was currently nestled in Bilodis’s arms, her bottom perched on Bilodis’s thigh, while Bilodis herself sat majestically on the golden-apple throne at the center of the Golden Wood Hall.
Looking up, she saw the magnificent gold-haired elf gently caressing her hair as if handling an impeccable piece of art, her eyes shimmering with affection.
“………..” The bright light above was glaring, but Tillysha didn’t notice. Above her, a vast pair of bosoms, epitomizing “maternity,” blocked the glare. Their impressive size was nothing short of “ultimate,” leaving even Tillysha feeling inferior.
This was the “foundation” and “grace” of the Elf Empress, wasn’t it?
Her long golden lashes cast a rosy hue, and her beauty fulfilled every human fantasy of elves. Now she lay in the arms of this ethereal elf maiden, soaking in warmth and gentleness.
Bilodis’s body was soft and warm, curvy and voluptuous, her thighs smooth like pudding. Leaning against her was like basking in morning sunshine, comfortable and heartwarming.
“I’ve dreamed of this reunion countless times… Thank the Mother Goddess of the Elves, my wait wasn’t in vain.” Gazing at Tillysha, Bilodis’s eyes brimmed with emotion, as if, at this moment, the world around her ceased to exist, leaving only the golden-haired girl before her.
Staring into those peerless features, Tillysha momentarily forgot what she intended to say or do, content to be held by Bilodis.
The emotions emanating from the elf were genuine and overwhelming.
Elves are an empathetic race, and under the influence of Bilodis’s feelings, Tillysha’s emotions grew complex.
Born from centuries of agony, countless years of anticipation, and a glimmer of hope amidst despair, the depth of these emotions defied simple explanation.
But…
She wasn’t the real Tillysha.
“How have you been, little sister?” An ordinary greeting filled with deep feeling.
Bilodis looked at Tillysha with tender eyes, her porcelain-like fingers lightly brushing the hair that matched her own exactly. She ran her fingers through the strands, savoring the smoothness and slipperiness they conveyed, a look of fascination on her face.
“Your hair is still as lovely as ever.” Bilodis spoke as if she had watched her grow up.
But Tillysha was lost in confusion. Aside from the accident in Coleman Forest, she had no memory of anything else involving Bilodis. Perhaps the original Tillysha shared a strong bond with Bilodis, but personally, she felt no connection at all.
After all, she wasn’t the one who experienced those emotions.
Gradually, Bilodis’s actions extended beyond just touching the hair.
Longing and emotion overflowed like water spilling from a pond. Hundreds of years of sorrow felt like a fleeting moment but dragged on endlessly.
In the torment of alternating hope and despair, her feelings towards Tillysha became an obsession.
To fill the void in her heart, she tried to feel Tillysha’s presence, her breath, her heartbeat, every inch of her skin and each strand of hair, reminding herself that this fulfillment wasn’t a dream but reality.
Her delicate fingers trailed down Tillysha’s hair, affectionately brushing her cheek, like an angel kissing her skin.
The palm glided over Tillysha’s forehead, pinched her cheeks softly, then touched her lips, teasing the cherry-like petals.
Continuing downward, Bilodis’s hand reached Tillysha’s swan-like neck.
It seemed she wouldn’t be satisfied until she had touched every inch of Tillysha’s body.
But as her fingers approached Tillysha’s collarbone, she felt resistance.
Bilodis’s eyes widened in surprise, looking down to see a pristine white hand blocking her fingertips.
“Sister…” Following her gaze, Bilodis saw a hint of reluctance in the person beneath her, and her own eyes shimmered.
“Can you please stop doing that?” Tillysha averted her gaze.
“Why does Tillysha reject me?” Bilodis paused, a shadow of sadness flickering in her eyes, much like the heartbreak of a lover who waited for centuries only to be abandoned.
Seeing Bilodis’s current expression, Tillysha felt a pang of sympathy.
Elves have sensitive and intricate emotions, and Tillysha could empathize with some of what Bilodis felt.
But the problem was she wasn’t Tillysha…
She was just a human from Earth posing as Tillysha, without her memories or feelings. She wasn’t the real Tillysha and therefore shouldn’t accept the familial bond meant for her.
At first, Dillin, pretending to be Tillysha, only thought about avoiding discovery. But now, emotions took over, leaving her feeling very conflicted.
Are elves always this emotional?
Tillysha didn’t know.
“Miss Bilodis, I’m not Tillysha.” Tillysha took a deep breath and considered for a moment before revealing the truth. “Do you remember the first time we met?”
“I’ve mentioned I have memories from a past life, I can’t possibly be your sister.”
“About occupying your sister’s body, I apologize, but it wasn’t my intention. If you trust me, I think we can find another solution.”
“…” Bilodis quietly listened, then fell silent.
After Tillysha spoke, she turned her face away, unsure why she had blurted out the truth when she had intended to maintain the charade.
Whatever happened next, she was prepared to face her fate.
But Bilodis said nothing.
Tillysha felt her forehead covered by Bilodis’s tender hands.
“I see, is this a side-effect of the bl**d sacrifice? You’re having hysteria now.”
“Sister will definitely help you get better, restoring you to your former self, as bright and intelligent as ever.” Bilodis continued soothing her, expression as gentle as ever.
“Me?? What hysteria? You think I’m talking nonsense? I’m telling the truth.”
“Don’t say more, sister understands.”
“No, I don’t think you do.” Seeing Bilodis’s overly understanding demeanor – “Whatever you say goes, and anyone who disagrees gets their heads bashed in,” Tillysha realized the pointed-eared queen clearly thought she was foolish.
“So, I’m not your sister, I’m human Dillin!”
“Alright, if you’re attached to that name, sister will call you Dillin from now on.”
“But sister thinks ‘Dillin’ isn’t very musical or cute. Shall we think of a new name for little Tillysha? Or you can suggest some, and sister will give her thoughts.”
“Hey, are you even listening to me?” Tillysha was bewildered.
“Of course, every word Tillysha says, sister listens to very seriously and ponders deeply. Isn’t that right?~”
“…” Tillysha’s face twisted in discomfort, sensing Bilodis was treating her like a small child.
“I’m not your sister, I’m an Earthling! A Bluestar inhabitant! I lived on a planet called Earth! That’s my past life, not your sister. I have my own family, but you’re not a part of it!”
“Okay, okay, sister understands. You’re an alien from a far, far away place, right~?”
“Yes, theoretically, you could say that.”
“So, what kind of vehicle brought you here? Or maybe you ruled everything in your world and could travel through space and time at will?” Bilodis asked cheerfully, clearly not taking her seriously.
“No, no, I got hit by a truck! You know what a truck is, right?”
“Um… is it a Kadaro carriage?”
“It’s not Kadaro, and it’s not a carriage! It’s a motorized vehicle for carrying goods. Do you know what a motor vehicle is??”
“A motor vehicle runs on gasoline or diesel to function…” Thinking that elaborate explanations might help Bilodis understand her claims, Tillysha continued describing Earth’s technological marvels.
“I see, so little Sha is very smart.”
“So let me tell you, don’t be scared, our original world had no Divine Authority or magic, no elves, only humans. If a human got hit by a dump truck, crushed by its weight, they’d d*e instantly!”
“Who is this ‘dump truck’?”
“It’s not a person! It’s another type of technological product from my era, modern transport machinery, do you understand me?”
“So, did this ‘dump truck’ bully you?”
“Not exactly… Well, kind of. Thanks to it, I left my hometown and ended up in this strange place.”
“So this ‘dump truck’ thingie brought you here?”
“Kind of… Anyway, do you understand now? I’m not your Tillysha, I’m from Bluestar!”
“So why is your planet called Bluestar?”
“What’s that supposed to mean? Because the majority of it is water!”
“But technically, here it’s also Bluestar, so in a strict sense, sister is also a Bluestar inhabitant~”
“Look… I’m not playing games here! Can you take this seriously?”
“Oops, oh dear…” Seeing Tillysha almost puffing up with irritation, Bilodis couldn’t help but find it amusing.
Tillysha used to be cute like this when she was little. As she grew older, despite still being adorable, she wasn’t as affectionately clingy and developed a bit of mischief.
It was rare to see Tillysha’s childlike side again after such a long time.
“I understand, sister is very serious. Don’t move, little Sha.”
“You, what are you going to do?”
“Sister is checking your physical condition, dear. Be a good girl~ don’t squirm.”
“I’ve never heard of a physical check-up involving groping everywhere!” Tillysha quickly covered her chest. “Stop messing around!”
Even she didn’t realize she felt insecure without her hair decorations, losing her usual composure and becoming softer in character.
“Be a good girl~ If you cooperate, sister will get you your favorite dump truck later~”
“How could I be so obedient! Besides, do you even know what you’re saying? Who would like that kind of thing?!” Tillysha understood – Bilodis treated her like a child and thought she was somewhat mentally impaired, coddling her like a toddler.
“Uh… Little Sha’s body is still as soft as before.”
“Say, is this physical exam serious or not??”
“Eh? Wait, touching the collarbone is enough. Don’t go lower, please!” Tillysha clamped down tighter. “What exactly do you intend to do??”
“Alright, sister won’t use her hands.”
“Don’t rub with your face either??”
“I said stop going lower!” Tillysha clutched even tighter. “Behave yourself!”
“Alright, alright. Sister listens to little Sha. Won’t move.”
“I… I want to get up…”
“Nope, little Sha isn’t strong enough yet, can’t get up freely.”
“Enough already! Get up, put me down.”
“Okay… But, sister’s legs are numb. Can’t get up for now.” Bilodis tilted her head, her gentle tone laced with a touch of mischief.
