Chapter 33 : Today's Victory and Defeat, Iphilia's Defeat
While Iphilia desperately closed her eyes, giving up resistance and preparing to face her tragic fate, she suddenly heard the words Aimiya whispered in her ear, causing her mind to crash instantly.
"If Iphilia-san doesn't want these photos to get out, then in exchange for deleting them, please delete those few photos of you took on your phone as well, Iphilia-chan"
Good grief.
Iphilia had initially thought this scheming yuri angel, Aimiya, was planning to take advantage of her vulnerable state to get handsy, but after all that provocation, even pushing down onto the bed, it was just about deleting so photos!?
Tch, what a waste of anticipation... bah, I an, what a waste of nerves.
"Is... is it really just about deleting the photos...?"
Still sowhat skeptical, Iphilia quietly confird with Aimiya again.
"Of course! Could it be that Iphilia-chan wants to do... sothing else with ?"
Aimiya gave a mischievous smile, her knee already pressed against the base of Iphilia's thigh, nudging upward slightly.
Iphilia's ears instantly turned red, her face flushed, and she shook her head like a rattle drum.
"No, no, of course not!"
"Oh? I thought Iphilia-chan was just thinking of sothing... naughty~ Looks like I misunderstood you~ But then again, Iphilia-chan is such a pure and innocent child, isn't she"
Aimiya let out a light chuckle, while Iphilia lowered her head in sha—pure and innocent? But she had definitely let her thoughts stray just now...
And honestly, when Iphilia had closed her eyes, ready to let Aimiya do whatever she wanted, there was indeed a tiny bit of anticipation in her heart...
Wuu... I'm not pure at all...
Iphilia silently cried in her heart.
"So, how about it, Iphilia-san? Shall we both delete the compromising photos of each other from our phones, or shall we leak them and go down together in flas?"
Aimiya playfully pulled up the photos on her phone, waving them in front of Iphilia's eyes.
Looking at the image of herself, soft and clingy like a little kitten, Iphilia wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into—if these photos got out, her career as a demon would be as good as over.
"Delete!!!"
Iphilia agreed to Aimiya's terms without hesitation.
She hadn't planned to do anything with those photos on her phone anyway—in fact, if Aimiya hadn't reminded her, she might have completely forgotten about the "compromising" shots of Aimiya she took last night.
"Mm, that's the spirit and the recently deleted records, just to prevent anyone from cheating, let's clear those out too"
Seeing Iphilia decisively delete the photos, Aimiya nodded in satisfaction, then proceeded to delete the sleeping photos of Iphilia stored on her phone as well.
She even proactively opened the "recently deleted" folder and thoroughly destroyed those photos.
With Aimiya taking the lead, Iphilia similarly cleared her phone's deletion records.
After all this, the two were completely even, owing each other nothing...
Or so it seed.
"Hm? Aimiya-san, why didn't you delete the video from your phone?"
Having just cleared her deletion records, Iphilia turned and noticed that Aimiya's phone gallery still contained the video of Iphilia hugging Aimiya like a pillow while sleeping.
A bad feeling suddenly rose in her heart.
Was Aimiya playing word gas with her?
"Bingo!Correct! I deleted the photos as agreed with Iphilia-chan, but this video wasn't part of our deal, you know"
Aimiya wore a triumphant, scheming expression, proudly playing the saved video in front of Iphilia, deliberately turning the volu to maximum, her provocative deanor no longer concealed.
"Gururu... wumii..."
Hearing the cute sleep-talking sounds coming from the phone, Iphilia nearly exploded like an overheating steam engine.
In a fit of sha , she lunged at Aimiya, trying to snatch the phone to delete the wretched video.
But in terms of physical prowess, a hundred Iphilias wouldn't stand a chance against Aimiya.
As expected, Aimiya sidestepped Iphilia's lunge, then took the opportunity to pin Iphilia down with her body, completely restraining her movents.
"Oh? A sneak attack? Hehe, Iphilia-chan is offering herself up to ?"
Aimiya straddled Iphilia, teasing her with a playful grin.
"You wicked scheming angel!!! Hurry up and delete that video!!!"
Iphilia flailed her arms in protest, but to Aimiya, her puffed-up resistance only seed like further enticent.
Aimiya smirked disdainfully, slowly leaning toward Iphilia's ear, intending to lightly lick it—but then she noticed the little wings on Iphilia's head flapping up and down with her struggles, looking utterly adorable.
Naturally, Aimiya shifted her target to the little wings on Iphilia's head.
"Such cute little decorations. I wonder what would happen if I touched them a bit~"
"Eh!? Wait, don't touch the wings on my head... ungh!"
Upon hearing that Aimiya was about to target the wings on her head, Iphilia panicked.
Those wings were genuine organs, grown on her body, and their sensitivity was no less than that of an elf's ear tips!
However, Iphilia's protests were a step too late—or rather, her fear only fueled Aimiya's desire to tease her.
Aimiya slowly reached out, catching the frantically flapping little bat wings on Iphilia's head.
The mont her hand touched them, Aimiya felt Iphilia's body tremble violently, her struggling weakening considerably.
"Oh? Looks like I found another of Iphilia-chan's weaknesses~"
Aimiya smirked mischievously, rubbing Iphilia's little wings a couple more tis. Iphilia, like a kitten grabbed by the scruff of its neck, no longer dared to resist, only pleading tearfully for Aimiya to stop.
"No, no, Aimiya-san! Please let go!!!"
"Wuuu, stop rubbing them! It really feels awful!"
"Wuu... ngh... please... wuaah! Please, let go..."
...
Finally, Iphilia collapsed onto the bed with a "thud," her eyes swirling like mosquito coils.
Aimiya, anwhile, sat on the edge of the bed in a victorious pose, giggling as she looked at the nearly unconscious Iphilia.
"Such an adorable reaction~"
Today's battle: Iphilia's defeat.
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