"Thank you for saving . I am Yumina, a bounty hunter. What is your na?" Yumina asked softly once they found sowhere safer. The two of them had slipped into another abandoned basent, this one quieter, colder, and filled with broken crates and dusty barrels.
The pale light from a small crack in the ceiling barely illuminated the space. The air slled musty, but at least no one would find them here. Yumina leaned against a pillar, clutching her gauntlet, trying to recover her strength.
The tall, angelic girl stood before her, still a little dazed. She placed her fingers on her forehead and closed her eyes. "I am... I... don’t rember..." Her brows furrowed. "Everything seems blank. My na... It’s... Ty... Ty..."
"Tyga? Tyla?" Yumina guessed, patting her shoulder gently, trying to calm her.
The girl blinked, then tilted her head. "Hmm... Tyla? It seems like soone called with that na before. So... my na is probably Tyla." She smiled, her lips curving into sothing so radiant and natural it made the entire dim basent seem brighter.
Yumina froze. Her face turned crimson in an instant. Her heart thumped in her chest like war drums. Why... why is my heart beating faster? she thought, flustered. Why does this beautiful girl nad Tyla feel so familiar? No, no way. I only like boys. I am not... I am not a lesbian...
Her mind spun, a ss of denial and confusion.
And then— Yumina caught sight of sothing utterly ridiculous. Tyla was peeking curiously down at her own chest, poking at her breasts as if they were strange objects.
"What... what are you doing?" Yumina asked, her voice rising a little. Her face heated more, though a small part of her felt jealous of Tyla’s size.
"Huh?" Tyla blinked innocently. "I don’t know. But I feel... this shouldn’t exist here. It only makes my shoulders stiff..." Her expression was sad, almost pitiful.
Yumina’s mouth twitched. She wanted to scream, If you don’t want them, give them to , I’ll take them gladly! But she swallowed her pride and sighed heavily instead.
"Looks like you lost your mories because of the teleportation, Ms. Tyla," Yumina muttered, trying to keep her composure. "For now, let recover. After that, we can go get my other gauntlet, save a guy, and escape from here."
"Alright. Let’s do that." Tyla nodded firmly.
As if rembering sothing, Tyla checked her body. Her hand brushed against a small, spherical object tucked in her clothes. It glowed faintly, like it contained a world within.
She lifted it carefully, confusion written across her face.
"Is that... a storage pearl?" Yumina’s eyes widened. "Maybe you can check inside it. You might find sothing about yourself."
"How do I check it?" Tyla asked, tilting her head, childlike in her confusion.
"Use your divine sense. Like this— " Yumina concentrated, her brow furrowing as she tried to open the pearl. But no matter how hard she pushed, nothing happened.
"Divine sense?" Tyla repeated. Then, as if by instinct, her eyes glowed faintly. A force surged from her, natural and refined. She activated her divine sense as though it were muscle mory.
In the blink of an eye— Tyla vanished. The pearl dropped on the floor.
"Huh?!" Yumina’s dumbfounded voice echoed in the empty basent. She rushed forward, grabbing the pearl.
Suddenly, Tyla reappeared, smiling with awe. Without hesitation, she grabbed Yumina’s hand. "Co with ."
Before Yumina could react, both of them disappeared into the pearl.
The world shifted.
"This..." Yumina gasped, her eyes wide in disbelief. A vast sky stretched above her. Rivers sparkled, forests swayed in a gentle breeze, and mountains lood in the distance.
"This is... a pocket dinsion from the legends!" Yumina exclaid, spinning in awe. "Tyla... you must be so sort of descendant from a rich Immortal Family!" Her voice trembled with excitent.
But Tyla only looked around with a lost expression. "I... I’m not sure. I can’t rember anything." Her voice cracked slightly. A shadow of sadness passed over her flawless face.
Yumina’s heart softened. Seeing that look of loneliness, she felt a pang of pity. She stepped closer, hesitating for only a second before gently holding Tyla’s hands.
Their eyes t.
Badump. Badump.
Both of them could hear it— the synchronized beating of their hearts.
"Ahh..." Yumina gasped softly, pulling away with a crimson face. She turned her back quickly, hiding her embarrassnt.
"I-I’m sorry..." she muttered.
Am I really straight? Yumina’s thoughts spiraled. There are only a few people who ever made my heart beat like this. Ling Tian, my childhood friend. Tyler White, that guy I t when I was younger. And now... this girl, Tyla.
Her chest tightened. Tyla... Tyler... Even their nas sound similar. What’s going on with ?
"Look," Tyla’s voice broke through Yumina’s thoughts. She pointed toward the distance. "There’s a house over there. Let’s go."
Yumina nodded nervously. Together, they walked across the lush grass toward the small but luxurious house. It was surrounded by rare flowers of vibrant colors, carefully tended. Arrays glowed faintly, watering the plants in steady rhythms.
The main door creaked open without resistance, as if welcoming them.
They stepped inside— and froze.
A queen-sized bed covered in rose petals dominated the room. A shelf lined with glowing potions glimred faintly, the liquids swirling inside. An open wardrobe revealed rows of sexy costus —lace, leather, silks —and hanging beside them, whips and toys of questionable use.
"Ahem..." Yumina coughed awkwardly. "Looks like Ms. Tyla is... an open-minded girl."
Her smile twitched nervously.
There was also a large tub filled with glowing water, steam rising from it. The dicinal fragrance filled the air, soothing yet invigorating.
What neither Yumina nor Tyla knew was this place was a temporary love nest that Tyler and Mathilda had once used when enjoying themselves with different maidens. Afterward, they’d left it behind, not caring in the slightest.
"I... I’m not sure," Tyla muttered honestly. She rubbed her temple, lost in thought. Then she looked around again and said softly, "Let’s rest here, recover our strength, and then save your friend. Maybe these potions can help."
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she picked up a pink vial. On the side, scrawled in neat handwriting, were the letters M&Ms – Mathilda and Moans.
Yumina’s expression stiffened. "...I don’t think those are healing potions..."
But Tyla was already setting the vial down, her gaze shifting to the glowing bath. Her eyes widened in wonder. "Then let’s use the dicinal bath!" she exclaid with childlike excitent.
Before Yumina could protest, Tyla began removing her clothes.
"W-wait, what are you doing?!" Yumina’s face burned as she stumbled back. Her eyes, despite herself, betrayed her. They wandered.
"Of course... bathing." Tyla answered innocently as she slipped off the last of her garnts. Her body glowed under the light, skin flawless like polished jade.
Yumina’s throat went dry. She wanted to look away. She really did. But her eyes stayed locked.
And when Tyla turned slightly, Yumina’s gaze dropped— right between her legs.
"Ahhhh!" Yumina scread, covering her face with both hands, though her fingers still parted slightly, betraying her curiosity.
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