[Volume 5]: Chapter 12 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

Ah? She, Ifia, actually got spanked! 😳 Ah, the shame! She really confronted the naughty Amelia. Ifia's cheeks flushed with anger as she began to struggle, but she was firmly controlled by Baron Amelia, as if she were an inexperienced chick. She couldn't break free at all! Nevertheless, Ifia angrily rebuked, "Baron Amelia, what do you think you're doing? Let go of me, you pervert!" Seeing that the naughty Amelia dared not speak, Ifia immediately escalated the situation. "You perverted harasser, I'll report you for sexual harassment!" For others, being spanked would be a humiliation, a crushing blow to their dignity. But after being spanked by the naughty Amelia, Ifia concluded that the other party wanted to play some special game. How ridiculous! Poor Ifia, delicate and vulnerable, had caught the attention of the naughty Amelia! The reason Ifia felt this way was due to her familiarity with Amelia... Even though the original naughty Amelia from the world of the original story was not involved in shouting and fighting, just a mere spanking. And displaying her indulgence. This made Ifia unafraid at all! She was quite audacious. "Oh?" However, to Ifia's futile rage, after Baron Amelia hesitated for a moment, a smile formed on her face. Her deep red eyes sparkled, with her tail swaying nonstop behind her. In a good mood, she patted Ifia again. The sensation of the tender and perky buttocks was really pleasant. But Ifia immediately expressed angry protest and continued her useless struggling, "Amelia, how dare you hit me again? You're dead, I'll make you chase the funeral pyre!" Hearing the newly delivered threat from Ifia, Baron Amelia decided not to continue the spanking. Her initial aim was to stop this little one's mischief, and she had achieved it. Baron Amelia lifted Ifia up again, this time, to prevent her escape, she simply embraced her. It was like holding a large doll, taking advantage of her height to keep Ifia hanging without touching the ground. "Ifia, I am not the one who tolerates your antics, and now that you are in my hands, you should keep quiet, otherwise—" Baron Amelia didn't finish her sentence, but her demonic tail moved. The sharp tip of the demonic tail folded in, becoming harmless, just softly rubbing Ifia's buttocks, immediately turning her face bright red. Baron Amelia then smirked, "This is what you call lewd." After being manipulated by the naughty Amelia, Ifia immediately submitted. In her house, she just had to toe the line. She didn't want to be handled by a tail like that! So, Ifia, who can be flexible and obedient, started acting pitifully, "Please... retract your tail. I'll be quiet. Please, stop rubbing!" When Ifia was making a fuss, she was indeed formidable. But her docile and coquettish appearance was truly cute. Like a little meowing kitten, rubbing against your leg, making people want to stroke her. Even though Baron Amelia was as resolute as steel, she couldn’t resist. This also made her secretly amazed. She didn't know what kind of background Ifia had to affect her decisions like this. As the demonic tail ceased its movements, Ifia breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she cursed her luck. It was truly demonic, like a super pervert. In spite of that, Amelia still accused her of being presumptuous, even though they were just alike in many ways. Wait, now was not the time for these thoughts; it was how to deal with the naughty Amelia. Thanks to the shards of the plot surrounding the naughty Amelia, Ifia had already forgotten the pain of being deceived and heartbroken. Instead, she was thinking of how to break free from the trap set by the naughty Amelia. Who knows, maybe the naughty Amelia wouldn't let her leave the plot fragment. Although it was just speculation, but since no one else could see her, the naughty Amelia had a way of finding her every time! "So, what exactly is going on here? Is this a parallel world? But why can't I find you in this world?" Seeing Ifia finally becoming obedient, Baron Amelia asked at this moment. Surprisingly, Ifia looked at her in surprise. She didn't expect the naughty Amelia to be so clever. Even so, perhaps the naughty Amelia wouldn't guess. Ifia was a soul from another world, and the original body was long gone by now. The naughty Amelia wanted to find her but couldn't. "You don't know, how would I know!" Ifia chuckled as she started to ramble, causing Baron Amelia to squint her eyes. She quickly changed the question, "Where do you live?" "In the slums." Because she was confident and without fear, Ifia didn't lie to the demon. But Baron Amelia just laughed and pointed out, "Seeing your indulgent appearance, you don't look like someone who came from the slums." Ifia was as mad as a pufferfish. What did "indulgent" mean?!!! This naughty Amelia knew how to be insinuating. Ifia couldn't help but retort, "Hmph, I am indeed from the slums, but because of encountering Amelia, the gears of fate began to turn, allowing me to leave the slums and attend the Pris Academy, and then—" This time, Ifia was really shooting herself in the foot, recalling the bits and pieces between her and Amelia. The pain of heartbreak surged back again. Her shiny black eyes dimmed; her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth drooped, looking pitiful, as if a tender flower battered by the wind and rain, miserable. Seeing her, the naughty Amelia suddenly became unhappy. Then she lifted Ifia up in her arms, making her hold on to the neck of the naughty Amelia, as if worried she might fall. The two were in close contact, with gentle breaths swirling around. The long eyelashes of the naughty Amelia fluttered, and she lowered her head even closer. Her demonized face became more beautiful, with a strange and unique sense of beauty from the special creature. Just her ruby-like eyes made you unable to help but look over and over. Although the purple eyes were also beautiful, the red eyes were more suited for Amelia. However, Ifia quickly realized that something was not right. The naughty Amelia didn't even know her, so why was she being so affectionate now? (To be continued) "I don't like it when you think of others. "Hmph, you're just a character from the original story, not—" Ifia's words were interrupted as she stared at the naughty Amelia, realizing that the annoying demonic tail had somehow snuck into her skirt.