Chapter 83: Lingering Unknown, But Cute Girls Are Better.

  (Celia’s POV)

  Upon arriving in my soul, I was in that house of Faith’s. I never asked why she made this house, but such a thing is very easy to guess. She is trapped in my soul, so at the very least, Faith should have some place to call home.

  Celia: “…”

  Seeing her sleeping soundly, I was about to approach her and lie down on the same bed as she was. Faith was sleeping so peacefully, and it seemed like joining her would be… great.

  But an ominous feeling took hold of me. Instantly, I turned around, and then faced the door which led to the outside of Faith’s house. Walking toward it, my heartbeat was going crazy fast.

  Grab!

  Grabbing the door handle, I felt like opening it up would be very easy. I turned the knob, but then stopped and walked backward. Something was wrong…

  I felt like if I went out of this house… I’d regret it heavily. But… why? This is my soul, so there shouldn’t be such an ominous feeling about it. Faith had complimented my soul as well. What is there to be afraid of?

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  Celia: “…”

  Shaking my head, I choose to not face whatever was beyond that door. My instincts are almost always right, and following them has never led me astray. Instead, I walked back over to Faith, changed into a nightgown, and plopped into bed with her.

  Celia: “Regal and mature, huh?” I whisper with a cheeky tone.

  At the moment, Faith really did look mature and regal as can be. Was this how I’d be seeing her in my next life? If so… I am going to fall so hard for her at that time! Damn… I never realized that she could be so attractive when her cheeky side was hidden away…

  Faith: “Do you like what you see?” She asked with an oddly mature and dominant tone.

  Celia: “Yes… It makes me think about being okay with cheating on my wives…” I admit with a remorseful tone.

  Faith: “Cheat? A fantasy shouldn’t think about such things! Just let me pleasure you…” She said with a seductive tone, leaning over to kiss me.

  Celia: “…”

  Faith: “…”

  Putting my hands in front of my face, I blocked her kiss. Clearly, Faith thought that I was just a fake version of myself, made up from her power. I hope…

  Celia: “Faith… this isn’t a dream, and I am the real Celia. I thought that you stopped making fake me’s?” I say with a sigh.

  Faith: “I did… Why are you here? Did something happen outside?” She asked with a serious tone.

  Celia: “No. I just missed you, so I figured that sleeping with you… would be a better than being depressed.” I explain.

  Faith: “Oh, you poor girl… I must have ingrained myself into your heart too much… Very well, please sleep with me.” She said with a coaxing tone.

  The room filled up with that lovely relaxing mist again, and I was sure to be lulled to sleep very soon. Shoving my head into her soft pillows, I soon drifted off to sleep. Ah, there is nothing better than sleeping with your head on a woman’s breasts…