A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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"Ahem, you're always so listless, that's not like you, little kitty."

Saint Karina cleared her throat, and the cough drew Phoebe's attention to her.

"May I sit next to you? If there's anything you want to say, don't keep it to yourself, you can tell me. I'm happy to listen to you. I think we can talk, I want to help you and comfort you."

"I have no objection, meow~"

Phoebe listlessly patted the edge of the bed where she was sitting, indicating that Saint Karina could sit wherever she wanted.

She would usually be happy at this time, but today she was unusually cheerful. It was clear that Phoebe was quite distressed.

"So, um... I think you're having trouble getting along with Violet, right? I talked to Violet at the hot springs, and she should be okay in the future."

Saint Karina wasn't entirely confident, but she was about 90% certain.

“My thoughts are easy to guess, they’re obvious to Master, meow… Although I had fun teasing that silly girl Violet before, I’ve changed my ways and won’t lie to her anymore… However, I know how Violet feels, and I still hope she can trust me again…”

It seems that Phoebe isn't as indifferent to her relationship with Violet as she appears.

It's incredibly frustrating to be distrusted by someone you're trying to gain their trust, especially someone the team has to see every day.

“I didn’t want to show off. Master, you know me, I’m not interested in this kind of thing at all. I don’t even want to fight… but she doesn’t want to hear my explanation at all, she thinks I’m lying. It’s really, really infuriating…”

“In the past, we often acted alone, but when we're in a team, we don't want the team to fall apart because of us…”

"It's quite nice to be able to join a team and meet a master. When problems arise, there are other people besides myself to talk to. No matter what happens, there is someone to rely on and others to help me. I don't always have to fight alone. Besides the master's requirement that we get along well with her, it's also what I want."

Phoebe's voice contained not only dissatisfaction, but also a longing to build relationships with others, and a yearning for friendship and companionship.

She has changed; she has gotten used to the group and no longer wants to be alone and helpless.

For Santa Karina, she also didn't want things to become irreparable, and for their bond to be completely severed.

"Touch..."

Saint Karina knew that words were powerless and could not comfort Phoebe, so she patted Phoebe's little black head.

The hair of the Asian cats is as smooth and shiny as animal fur, and compared to human hair, it is finer and more abundant.

"Meow?"

Phoebe was confused when her head was suddenly patted.

She was unusually sluggish all day, probably because she had something on her mind. She didn't even have time to react when Santa Karina touched her.

"Why is Master touching me? I haven't done anything that deserves praise..."

"You don't need to do anything for me to reward you; I just want to be nice to you. If I touch you like this a little more, I think it will make you feel better, right?"

"Indeed... I can feel it, my mood has improved a little..."

Phoebe smiled, but it was a silly smile.

It was like the clouds parted to reveal the dawn; her mood changed from gloomy to bright.

It must have felt really good to be touched by Saint Karina...

"So, no matter what, just relax and things will get better. Have confidence in yourself."

"Confidence? What about?"

Phoebe was puzzled.

"Of course it's about Violet. She was targeting you before because she didn't know how good you were. After I talked to her, she'll discover your good points and gradually come to like you. In fact, she's a good girl, not the unreasonable kind; she's just still angry."

"She... well, she really is a good person. Come to think of it, we're the bad guys."

At this point, the kitten, who had just cheered up, visibly dropped into a slump again.

This won't do; Saint Karina can't let her wallow in self-pity!

Overthinking solves nothing; it only leads to a more bizarre spiral.

"Can we really get along with her?"

"Of course you can. Didn't you always get along with her so easily? Violet was determined to be your friend."

"That was before. Wasn't it said that broken relationships are difficult to repair?"

"The difficulty is there. But you need to have faith in both of you. Listen to me, Kitty, after that you just need to stay the same. When she encounters difficulties, you step up and help her. She will understand how reliable and brave you are. Then she will naturally realize that you have changed and will start to see you as a friend and someone she can trust again."

Saint Karina is giving Phoebe pointers.

"Now that you know what friendship is like, you can't give up so easily if you want to maintain your bond..."

Saint Karina sensed that just touching the little head wasn't enough; she might need to touch other places as well.

So, she shifted her gaze to—

328. Two-front warfare

Saint Karina decided her hands wouldn't be limited to that area; she also intended to touch her erogenous zones.

For example, the ears of the Asian cat race.

"Touch..."

It wasn't the first time she had touched the ears, but each time they felt wonderful, making Saint Karina love them dearly.

Phoebe's body gradually relaxed and softened under Santa Karina's caresses.

"Meow……"

Phoebe's voice was soft and sweet, almost seductive, as she breathed heavily, enjoying Saint Karina's caresses.

"Master... my ears feel so good, meow..."

Her previous tension had eased, and her worried expression had relaxed.

Saint Karina was pleased with her plan. She continued to caress Phoebe's ears; the ears of the little cat girl were very delicate, and she had to be careful with the pressure, using just the right amount of force to stimulate her pressure points.

"Meow... Whew..."

Phoebe's breathing indicated that she was becoming more and more comfortable.

Her back, which had been sitting upright, slumped towards Santa Karina, and she leaned on Santa Karina's shoulder.

Saint Karina knew that Vera was now obedient enough to listen to her. Besides, she couldn't neglect the little cat too much.

"Little cat, don't lose faith in Violet, and don't lose faith in yourself, okay?"

Saint Karina spoke gently to Phoebe, trying to comfort, enlighten, and advise her with the utmost patience.

She not only used words, but also her hands never stopped moving.

"I understand... I'll think about it carefully. I won't give up easily, at least not now, not starting tomorrow."

Phoebe had taken her words to heart. Although she had indeed been quite upset before, it was incredibly difficult to regain the trust of someone who had been deceived and dumped once. Without Saint Karina, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold on and would have given up quickly.

She had never been so skilled before, not even when she had no money to buy food or was hungry, she had never felt such bitterness in her heart.

Is this what it means to get along with others...? Phoebe felt that getting along with people was really difficult. She had originally planned to go back to her room to be alone, but she didn't expect Santa Karina to see through her emotions so easily.

"……May I?"

"Saint Karina asked."

Her eyes were already uncontrollably scanning everywhere.

"Meow?"

Phoebe didn't understand at first, but now she suddenly understands what Saint Karina means.

"But...it's okay..."

A lady's late-night invitation to explore biology and the traditional culture of late-night snacks—who could possibly refuse?

Phoebe was also starting to miss Saint Karina's fingers. They had been keeping their relationship a platonic one for half a month, and now they needed to make a breakthrough.

After listening to Phoebe's complaints, Santa Karina felt less upset and realized she shouldn't dwell on the past.

"Our master has listened to so many of our complaints, we should learn to be grateful and repay him. So, chirp."

The cat girl's initiative to kiss her was a signal; her legs wrapped around Saint Karina's waist with a boneless suppleness.

She sat on Saint Karina's lap, wrapped her arms around Saint Karina's slender, fair neck, and pressed her lips hard against hers.

"crunch..."

The old wooden bed made a sour sound, as the weight of the two people pressing down on the board was becoming too much for it.

The board that was originally meant to support one person's weight now has to support two people.

This bed board is incredibly old, almost as old as the hotel itself. Small hotels don't replace beds unless they're completely broken and can be repaired and reused. Now, its drawbacks are becoming apparent. Even the slightest movement makes a tremendous racket.

"This noise might disturb the neighbors next door..."

"Then, Master, don't you intend to continue?"

"No, the neighbors have silencing magic. You can't hear anything there."

"Hehe. As expected of the master..."

This wasn't the room at the end of the corridor; there were adjacent rooms on both sides. On one side lived Violet, and on the other, a strange older woman lived there.

The woman was young, but she dressed like a physical therapist and brought different female guests back to her room every night. She didn't know any silencing magic, and she made a lot of noise every night, disturbing the neighbors' sleep.

Someone had complained to the hotel owner, and in the end, the room at the end of the corridor was given to this woman.

I heard that the boss was also this lady's customer. Phoebe told Santa Karina that she had heard the boss's voice in the room late at night, and it was very pleasant to hear.

Phoebe wasn't eavesdropping because she had a particular hobby; the room's soundproofing was simply terrible. The boss also had a girlfriend, and to maintain harmony between the couple, neither Santa Karina nor Phoebe intended to expose them.

I heard the boss has three adorable daughters, the oldest is ten years old, and the youngest is just a month old. It's better to pretend you don't know than to break up someone else's family. Anyway, the world doesn't prohibit polygamy; it's not uncommon for wealthy spouses to have affairs, and even if the other spouse knows, they'll pretend not to, unless she wants a divorce.

The boss was never stingy with his wife; he bought her designer bags, cosmetics, and jewelry. She did all the housework herself or delegated it to the hotel's female staff.

Oh, by the way. Phoebe also told Santa Karina that the waitress, the boss, and the therapists had a fun time together.

"Master, stop paying attention to others. It's time to focus your attention on your kitten..."

Noticing that Saint Karina's thoughts were wandering, Phoebe pouted and used a coquettish tone to get Saint Karina's attention back.

"Yes Yes."

Saint Karina replied.

"Master, didn't anyone tell you that saying it once is enough? Saying it twice will only make people think you're being perfunctory~"

Phoebe pointed out Santa Karina's problems with some dissatisfaction, but she wasn't particularly angry.

She was just making a statement, hoping that her master would pay more attention to her.

"Master, you and Vera haven't done this yet, have you? This kind of thing..."

She smiled seductively, and licked her pink, barbed lips.

This is a characteristic of the Asian cat tribe; in some ways, they are just like cats and tigers, full of wildness.

On the ship, their wild side was something that even well-mannered ladies couldn't do.

Santa Karina's family picked so many wildflowers that they also really enjoyed eating these roadside wildflowers.

There's a saying that goes, "Wildflowers smell sweeter than garden flowers."

"You two have a competitive spirit even at a time like this? I already said my answer, no..."

Saint Karina answered Phoebe's question.

She and Vera have grown closer recently, but they still haven't crossed that line.

"I see... So, Master is still Phoebe's personal master now..."

The black kitten seemed to have heard a satisfactory answer, its eyes narrowing into a happy curve.

She is easily satisfied, but now is far from the time to be satisfied.

A sense of superiority alone is far from enough. Phoebe can only truly be happy when her body is filled with what she desires.

"Then, Master, I won't stand on ceremony and will accept your lips..."

Phoebe laughed happily, then seductively clung to him again.

Her body was soft, as if boneless. At the same time, Saint Karina felt her lips moisten, as if something had entered.

She was eating pudding, or savoring a delicious pastry; that was the feeling Phoebe gave Santa Karina.