"Ah!!!"
After an unconscious scream, Miss Salt Fish suddenly opened her eyes and jumped up from the bed made of clam shells, only to bump her head against the top cover.
It hurts so much... Wait, was it just a dream?
Sucking in several breaths of cold air, a fully awake Miss Salt Fish reached out to open the top cover of the clam shell bed, held her head, and sat on the edge.
"What's wrong?"
Apparently hearing so strange noise from this side, a worried inquiry ca imdiately from outside Miss Salt Fish's room from a beautiful rmaid lady.
"Wendy! What are you doing? I think I just heard you yell?"
"Nothing!"
Answering through the room door, Miss Salt Fish loudly explained:
"Just had a dream, and then woke up while dreaming."
"I see... You gave a scare!"
After receiving Miss Salt Fish's reply, the beautiful rmaid lady outside exhaled softly in relief and then pushed the door open, entering with a lingering expression of fear:
"So it was just a dream that startled you awake. I thought you couldn't sleep and were about to release so inner..."
"Just a dream! Nothing else!"
Instinctively sensing the conversation was veering in a strange direction, Miss Salt Fish hurriedly intervened, then after appraising the beautiful rmaid lady who entered, couldn't help but frown and say:
"Also, even though we're at ho, you're dressed far too casually!"
"Hm? Isn't being casual fine?"
Pulling on her extrely breezy pajamas that concealed enough allure to make any male creature's heart race, the beautiful rmaid lady blinked in puzzlent, sowhat inexplicably retorting:
"It's bedti now, so of course I'm wearing what's comfortable. Plus, I previously dressed like this too. Why do you suddenly think it's inappropriate today?"
"I..."
After listening to the beautiful rmaid lady's words, Miss Salt Fish realized she might indeed be acting unreasonable. She hesitated, blinked as well, and then uncertainly said:
"It may be related to the dream I just had? After I finished dreaming, I instinctively felt you dressed too casually, seeming not to suit your identity, and felt like I should remind you."
"Oh, that's normal then."
The beautiful rmaid lady nodded in understanding and said:
"It's caused by your overly strong possessiveness."
"?!?!?!"
"Don't be shy; many children develop such psychology, just not as severe as yours."
The beautiful rmaid lady sat on the edge of the clam shell bed, hugged her bewildered daughter, forced her face into her embrace, and sighed gently while explaining with a look of guilt:
"Children always admire and long for their parents, subconsciously rejecting sharing with others. Adding to this, your mother... which is , is excessively graceful and beautiful, making you instinctively want to monopolize this beauty. So even in dreams, you dream of and wish I wore more."
"What nonsense are you babbling!"
Struggling out from the warm facial wash, Miss Salt Fish pushed away the clingy beautiful rmaid lady and emphasized angrily:
"I don't have any possessiveness! Didn't I tell you? It was just a weird dream!"
"But dreaming of monopolizing my beauty is also a manifestation of possessiveness~"
"It has nothing to do with possessiveness!"
Unable to break free from the beautiful rmaid lady's entanglent, Miss Salt Fish had to push and explain:
"I just dread of a strange ruin, where you were a particularly large, talking statue, and I was your Priest or sothing, chatting with you.
The reason I said you were not dignified earlier is that I was still groggy from sleep, with residual thoughts of the Priest, so seeing you dressed provocatively made feel like I should remind you!"
Ruin... Statue... Priest?
After listening, the beautiful rmaid lady paused montarily, then relaxed her arms readying for a second chest press and asked with interest:
"Wendy, what was your dream like? Can you tell ?"
"No way!"
Miss Salt Fish vigorously shook her head and rejected with contempt:
"I just said a few things casually, and you already branded as a pervert. If I tell you everything, you'll definitely say more crazy things!"
"I see..."
The beautiful rmaid lady sighed, feigning a farewell.
"Then I can only talk it over with your grandma, your Aunt Liao Sha, your Auntie Diana, asking them what to do when their daughters are too possessive... Hm? Why are you pulling ?"
"I'll tell you! You're not allowed to run and talk nonsense!"
Due to the beautiful rmaid lady's social death threat and her desire to share her odd dream, Miss Salt Fish ultimately chose to give in, holding the rmaid lady's hem and recalling:
"Actually, there's not much to tell about the dream. It's just a very cold and very lonely world, with only your statue and , nothing else.
In the dream, I either cleaned your statue daily or squatted at the island's edge, carving a large black stone with a pile of scrolls full of writing. There was no company, nothing else to do, and life was quite boring."
Boring, huh...
Softly murmuring a subtle "hm," the beautiful rmaid lady, with sowhat complex feelings, gently asked:
"And then? Then what happened?"
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