Opinions of the Herrscher of Dominance

"Puff!"

In the steamy natural hot spring, Miss Angel held a ceramic wine dish filled with sake. She had just taken a sip when she suddenly sprayed it into the pool.

"Ahem!"

Angel covered her mouth and coughed repeatedly, choking. The blush on her face, caused by the hot water and alcohol, suddenly became much more pronounced, contrasting sharply with her snow-white skin.

"Miss..."

"Miss!"

The beautiful girls who were massaging and holding wine next to her immediately surrounded her, looking at Angel with worried and helpless expressions.

Angel's eyes were subconsciously attracted by the scenery close at hand.

Although the Tachibana family, inherited by the eldest lady, was insignificant compared to the real power in this world, it was a great noble family that had been passed down for thousands of years in this small piece of land in the Far East.

These girls were all noble ladies from vassal families of the Tachibana family, each one in a million in terms of blood, beauty, and upbringing.

Even billionaires might not be qualified to see their beauty.

After Angel took over the family business, especially after successfully establishing a good relationship with Cocolia, these girls were sent to Angel by the heads of various families as her assistants and maids, symbolizing the loyalty of the vassal families to the new leader.

But let's put these things aside for now.

Under the warm pool water, Angel's legs clamped together uncontrollably, and she forced a smile on her red face, saying:

"I'm fine, you... go down first..."

"But, Miss, you..."

"Go down first. I want to be alone."

"Yes!"

Several charming young girls stood up from the hot spring, each feeling uneasy but having to obey orders.

"By the way, make an appointment with a psychologist for me for two hours... No, let me see her tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Angel used her last bit of rationality to make an appointment with a psychologist, hoping to assess her psychological condition and find some help.

The beautiful and docile maids followed the order and left, leaving only Miss Angel in the spacious and elegant hot spring area.

"Woo~~"

The experience transmitted from the shared senses made Miss Angel cover her face with both hands, her long black hair like a waterfall floating in the water. After a meaningful whimper, she sank to the bottom of the pool.

...

"Angel..."

"Angel..."

"Angel!"

"Ha!!!"

Also soaking in the hot spring, Angel, who was leaning on the soft embrace of Himeko, was suddenly startled.

Kiana, Raiden Mei, and Bronya beside her came closer.

"Angel, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you respond all of a sudden?"

"And your face is so red."

"Huh? Really! Even your body is so red, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Did you soak in the hot spring for too long and your body can't stand it?"

The others observed Angel's face and reached out to touch her forehead, worried about her strange appearance.

Angel's petite body trembled slightly in their encirclement, her eyes suddenly turning into confused circles, and her face flushing:

"I, I, I... I'll go back and rest first!"

Angel explained in a panic, then rushed out of the hot spring area, leaving only a few wet footprints along the way.

The others looked at each other for a while, and finally, Himeko stood up with a sigh, stretching her body and showing her proud curves in front of the girls. The crystal water droplets slowly slid down her snow-white body as she said:

"Alas, I wanted to take this opportunity to have a few drinks. Forget it, you continue to enjoy. I'll take care of the child."

Himeko picked up the bath towel next to her, waved to them with her back, and followed Angel's footsteps.

Himeko quickly put on her yukata in the dressing room and came to her and Angel's room, only to see that Angel had completely buried herself in the quilt.

"Little one, what's wrong with you again?"

Himeko smiled helplessly, stretched out her hand to pull the quilt open, but failed to pull it.

From the quilt, Himeko saw Angel's body trembling, and gradually, her expression became solemn.

"Angel, is this a reaction to Honkai energy erosion?"

Whether it's a Valkyrie like Himeko who uses artificial stigmata or a Valkyrie like Angel who is considered to have awakened naturally and doesn't need to transplant artificial stigmata, they cannot avoid Honkai energy erosion. The difference is just a matter of persisting for a few more years or fewer years.

This conjecture terrified Himeko. She herself had experienced the torture of a life worse than death, so she couldn't accept such a thing happening to Angel.

Then, a hand stretched out from under the quilt and dragged Himeko into the bed.

"Angel!?"

"Himeko... let me hold you... don't move..."

Angel's slightly trembling voice came from under the quilt, like crying and complaining, as if she was suppressing some strong physical reaction.

Himeko's heart also trembled with Angel's voice.

"It shouldn't be. You're still so young... Yes, you even lost control when you awakened. The Honkai energy in your body must be very unstable, and you're still so chaotic after entering school... I actually overlooked it! I'm sorry, Angel! Are you in pain now? I'll take you back to Saint Freya for treatment!"

Himeko said in a panic, trying to lift the quilt and take Angel away.

However, Angel's strength was beyond Himeko's imagination. She hugged Himeko's body tightly, her trembling and hot body temperature clearly transmitted to Himeko.

"Don't... Himeko... Don't go..."

"But you..."

"Let me... Let me hold you like this... Please..."

Angel made a trembling voice of begging with a crying tone under the quilt.

Himeko hesitated for a while, her frown never relaxing, and tears flashed in her wine-red eyes in anxiety. But in the end, Himeko could only hug Angel's trembling body under the quilt, comforting her gently and compassionately:

"Okay, I won't leave. It's okay, Angel. I will always be with you like this, don't be afraid. Be good, you will be fine, Angel."

"Well..."

This night seemed particularly long, especially for Angel.

...

The next day, Kella and Cocolia each put on their clothes in the office, then wiped and repaired some indescribable surface marks facing each other.

After everything was restored to the appearance of nothing happening, the two shook hands.

"In the future, I will continue to work hard in the army and become a symbol of the Anti-Entropy military."

"I will continue to command and develop the radical faction, and try to whitewash Cocolia's stains. At least I can't stand against Kiana and the others. In short, you and I will work together so when Welt returns, we'll make him find out that Anti-Entropy is no longer named Yang or Joyce."

"Come on."

"Let's encourage each other."

The two Anti-Entropy Angels held hands and stared at each other calmly, with the firm expression of looking at the each other who had a frank and in-depth communication.

This is the first time in two lifetimes that they had such an experience, and the qualities of Kella and Cocolia are so outstanding that it is enough to vent the pressure, feelings and boredom accumulated in these days, and at the same time greatly alleviate the contradictions and conflicts in their personality and psychology.

The Angels will continue to face the terrible fate imposed on them with a brand new and good mentality.

'F*********!"

'B******!'

As for the cordial greetings from Saint Freya Angel and Miss Angel, both the two close friends, Anti-Entropy Angels and the Angels in the theater, silently ignored them.

Why pretend? We are all family. Don't we know what we experienced last night?