Chapter 6
My home is a bit bigger than the Magic Academy dorm, but it also only has two bedrooms. In the past, before Lian Qi, when Qifeng came to stay, we would each sleep in one room. Now that Lian Qi is here, Qifeng has given up the downstairs bedroom and will, as a matter of course, sleep with me.
Even if Qifeng doesn’t say anything, I can feel her inner excitement. Seriously… is sleeping with me really that great?
But there’s a benefit for me: if I sleep with Qifeng, I don’t get so easily ashamed.
Maybe it’s because we’re childhood friends? I’m just so, so familiar with her.
But… I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Qifeng brush her hair. Tonight’s Qifeng is a little special.
After washing her hair, she didn’t tie it in a ponytail. Her long, golden-yellow hair fell naturally to her waist like a waterfall. So beautiful.
Her noble lady-like aura, paired with the Magic Academy uniform… I think I understand why she was called the school beauty.
“Fei’er.” Qifeng put down her comb and turned to look at me, her golden hair shimmering as she moved. “There’s something I just have to say,” she said, her face shy.
“What is it?”
”…” She hesitated for a moment, as if it were hard to say. Then, she extended a slender finger and pointed at me— “I noticed the kiss mark on your neck.”
Er, er…? I subconsciously pulled my hair forward over my shoulder to hide my neck, but Qifeng said, “It’s useless. I already saw it.”
What do I do, what do I do… Qifeng isn’t… jealous, is she?
“You’re the Saintess! How can you let someone leave a kiss mark on your body? Even if the other person is a girl, it’s not allowed…”
“I-I’m sorry, Qi…” I lowered my head in shame. “I… I didn’t hold my bottom line…”
As I thought… when I was pinned under Lian Qi, I completely forgot all about my status as the Saintess. I’m so ashamed!
“Bottom line!?” … Qifeng stared at me, looking completely devastated.
“No, no, no, don’t misunderstand! The ‘bottom line’ I meant was just… letting her leave a mark!”
I touched the kiss mark on my neck and said, embarrassed (难为情 - nánwéiqíng), “…It’s actually really shameful (羞耻 - xiūchǐ). And it’s not like it disappears that easily…”
“T-To dare leave a shameful kiss on the Saintess’s body… Unacceptable! I’m going to find her—!”
Qifeng’s face darkened. She grit her teeth and made a beeline for the door. Uwaah—a familiar scene is playing out again.
“Silly girl—Get back here!” I grabbed her hand and yanked her back.
I don’t know if I used too much force or what, but we both fell onto the bed. But I can’t worry about that. The most important thing right now is to calm Qifeng down. She lay there, stunned, so I moved first. I rolled over and pinned her shoulders. She looked up at me, surprise mixed with a bit of shyness.
And my own heart was pounding nervously… The last few times, it was Lian Qi on top of me. But this time, I’m the one pinning Qifeng down.
Disclaimer: I am not a sadist. But this… looking down on her helpless form… it’s… a little exciting. Qifeng seems even more delicate than usual. Is this… is this what I look like from Lian Qi’s perspective every time? Uuu, so shameful.
“Fei’er…” Qifeng’s eyes looked different from usual. Was she scared by me? Actually, it’s nothing. Qifeng has always been the more submissive one when we’re together. I just… didn’t grab her ponytail this time.
From the moment I worried she was jealous, I could understand how she felt. If I were in her shoes, I’d feel upset too, right?
“Stop fooling around. I’ll… I’ll compensate you…” I said, blushing.
Qifeng stared at me in surprise. Are we having a competition to see who can blush more?
Even though I said it, I don’t really know how to compensate her. To be fair, should I… let Qifeng leave a mark on my neck, too?
Just imagining Qifeng and Lian Qi leaving perfectly symmetrical kiss marks on either side of my neck… Uwaah! That’s too shameless!
“I want one too,” Qifeng said, blushing shyly. “…Ah?”
I froze, making sure I hadn’t misheard.
“I promised I’d protect you, that I’d take on anything that comes your way. But… I don’t want to be touched by anyone but you. So… please, let me feel the same shame fix as you? I want… to have your mark on my body.”
What she’s saying is so shameful (羞耻 - xiūchǐ). I looked down at her, embarrassed (害羞 - hàixiū).
“Qifeng, what are you talking about? I’ve never… tried to do that kind of thing before.”
“It’s okay if you’ve never tried. I’m willing to be your guinea pig,” she said, looking at me shyly (羞涩 - xiūsè).
“Eh???” Qifeng’s gaze actually held… a tiny bit of expectation? To be honest… I’m also a little curious how Lian Qi kisses a mark onto me. If Qifeng is the test subject, I… probably won’t be too nervous, right?
And, I’m also curious: will Qifeng’s reaction be the same as mine? Or is my body just a special case and extra sensitive?
“If… if that’s the case… then let’s… figure it out together?”
“Mhm!” Qifeng nodded, her cheeks crimson.
But what’s the first step? I stared at Qifeng’s delectable-looking neck. Do I just… kiss it directly? Or…
“Fei’er.”
“Hm?”
“Actually, the way you’re pinning me… it’s a very aggressive posture.”
“Ah? Is it?” Only then did I notice my left leg was between Qifeng’s, my knee pressing against her skirt.
Lian Qi used this position on me, too. I felt so shameful (羞耻 - xiūchǐ) back then. Does Qifeng feel the same way?
“See? I can’t close my legs like this.” She demonstrated, squeezing my thigh with her legs.
Judging by her reaction, she doesn’t seem as ashamed (羞耻 - xiūchǐ) as I was. It seems it’s because… if my skirt is being pressed by a knee, the secret underneath is easily discovered. As I thought, the more afraid you are, the more ashamed (羞耻 - xiūchǐ) you feel.
After discussing the “knee-pressing-the-skirt” topic, Qifeng and I both felt much less nervous. It’s about time to get to the main event. Qifeng looked at me affectionately and said, “Is it… coming? I want the Saintess to leave her mark on my body—”
“…Huh? Why did you suddenly start calling me ‘Saintess’?”
“I just… suddenly wanted to call you that. Nn, ah~” Qifeng couldn’t help but let out a cute, delicate moan, because my lips were already on her neck.
My face was buried in her golden-yellow hair. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see what kind of expression she was making. This way, I can’t use her as a reference for how shy my own expression is when Lian Qi does the same thing to me.
But Qifeng’s voice isn’t very loud. It’s almost just a light hum from her nose. It seems that even though she has a masochistic streak, she’s still very reserved when having lewd things done to her.
fix need to fix this entire chapter and the last 3 ones, why does it keep using Shane