Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Moreover, isn’t the charm of wild history precisely in its absurdity?

Wild history doesn’t have to be true, but it must be wild.

If it’s not wild, how can it be called wild history!

She couldn’t help but want to go crazy, sharing her "guesses" with others.

But, about a mother sneaking into her daughter’s house, although it sounds outrageous and indeed not common, for the Divine in this world... well, actually, it seems somewhat acceptable.

After all, there are even more thrilling precedents.

Like male Divine creating offspring with male heroes, transforming into animals to join animal clans in a wild party, eventually giving birth to a Divine Son, father-son Divine loving and fighting to win the same mortal...

Compared to other Divine’s more abstract shocking behaviors, this ordinary act barely passes as dinner conversation, unable to stir much turmoil.

Moreover, although these two Divine claim to have a mother-daughter relationship, they are essentially owner and pet, and the kind where the "pet" doesn’t acknowledge it.

For them both to fight over a man is really not special.

Just average. (shakes head)

And Yunier’s terrifying bold theory, not even best friend Teresa can guess a bit, not even the Cold Winter Goddess knows about it.

With such a big "secret" hidden in her heart, the girl felt unbearably stifled all day long.

I so want to tell the world my secret—

But that’s not possible.

Although Yunier had many thoughts, she wasn’t an idiot,

And Teresa clearly misunderstood Yunier’s gaze, thinking she was plotting something bad again, hurriedly whispering and pleading before Herbert came over.

"Shh—be good, Yunier, I beg you, don’t cause more trouble for me!"

Woo.

Little snake sobbed, almost about to cry.

My dear best friend, good sister, I’m begging you, please don’t mess with me.

But to Teresa’s relief, Lord Herbert coincidentally returned just in time, naturally greeting them, seemingly unaware of Yunier’s bold theory.

"Teresa, Yunier, you..."

Herbert looked at the two girls’ attire, couldn’t help but laugh, teasingly saying, "Why are you two fighting again?"

"Lord Herbert, you, you’re back."

"Mm."

Herbert smiled and nodded at the shy, affectionate girl, then looked at the mischievous girl hanging on with a snake tail, shaking his head with amusement.

"Seems like you two have such a good relationship that I don’t need to worry too much."

Fighting?

Teresa was taken aback, realizing he misunderstood, hurriedly explaining: "Ah! We’re not fighting, really! Yunier, isn’t that right?"

But after waiting a while without hearing agreement, Teresa turned her head anxiously.

Speak up!

Yunier, why are you just staring?

Why aren’t you saying anything!

You... oh!

Yunier rolled her eyes at Teresa, a muffled complaint escaped from the snake tail covering her mouth.

"Mmm—ah!"

Finally released, Yunier pouted her lips, a bit lacking circulation, grunting in dissatisfaction, teasingly said: "You finally let me go, how outrageous! You really wanted to suffocate me, huh?"

With Herbert standing in front, trying to act lady-like, Teresa moved her lips but ultimately bit her lip and held back.

Fortunately, Yunier didn’t really want to irritate her only "entertainment" here, turning to Herbert with a brilliant smile, bowed and walked over cheerfully, hugging his arm.

"Lord Herbert, we really weren’t fighting, we just joked a bit earlier."

Saying this, the Divine Favored Girl borrowed authority from the tiger, turned and winked at the envious girl, with a sly tea-like tone:

"Really just a little joke, the gracious Miss Teresa surely won’t be mad at me, right?"

Crunch.

Watching this, Teresa’s fists and tail stiffened, she clenched her teeth and fists tightly, almost couldn’t help but leap up to push her down and spank her.

Yu! Ni! Er!

Just you wait!

"Hehe, alright, don’t bully Teresa too much."

Herbert felt Teresa was about to completely explode, finally stopped the girls’ antics, laughing: "I’m glad your relationships are this good, but still be mindful not to cross the line with jokes."

Although some say "A people are E people’s toys," but the premise is not to really break them.

If truly angered, then it’s no fun.

"Eh?"

Yunier blinked, looked up, said innocently: "Lord Herbert, I wasn’t bullying her~"

"Hehe, is that so?"

Herbert chuckled, raised his hand, lightly brushed the Priestess’s nose with his finger, playfully watching her eyes gradually turn panicked.

"Is that so, then it seems I wrongly accused you?"

Sister, don’t show off your little tea skills here with me.

Yunier wanted to respond, but as she was about to speak, her lips moved uneasily, and she couldn’t say a word.

"I, um..."

She’s very clever.

Knows what to say and when, more aware that some words, once spoken, can’t be taken back.

As the girl’s expression grew unnatural, Herbert stopped pressing, mercifully looked away.

"Phew..."

Realizing Herbert only reprimanded her this time, Yunier finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing her heart was pounding crazily in her chest.