A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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"Hehehe. We're not inviting our owner, you're the one who should treat us~"

Phoebe, all smiles, gladly accepted Saint Karina's invitation, deliberately interrupting Violet's conversation.

"We want salmon, the boneless kind! No sashimi, we want grilled fish!"

Phoebe also jumped on a meme, which is the currently popular trend of not eating nuclear food.

"Huh? Don't cats usually eat raw fish? Do they think it tastes better because it's fishier?"

Vera's attention was indeed diverted. Her focus shifted elsewhere.

"We're not those four-legged cats, we're sub-cats! We'd never do something like eating raw meat and drinking blood!"

She spat out a pinkish hue, speaking with a slightly mischievous tone.

Santa Karina liked the kitten's lively and playful personality and didn't blame it at all.

"I don't know if they have grilled salmon, but I know they do have grilled fish! Okay, it's arranged! You kept your promise, so you deserve a reward!"

Saint Karina readily agreed.

As for what happened last night, she decided not to hold it against Phoebe, that little cat. She figured Phoebe would get her revenge next time. A crazy, controlled stop... that would be so satisfying...

"Yay! Today was great, I'm so lucky!"

Phoebe cheered with joy.

Because they've been spending too much time on missions lately, and they're exhausted when they get back to the city, they haven't been able to eat out much. When they got back to the hotel, they asked the owner to make them some simple dinner to keep for them, which they just heated up and ate when they got back.

Once hot food cools down and is reheated, it will definitely lose its original flavor. While it won't become something completely different, the taste will certainly be far inferior to when it's fresh out of the pot.

Moreover, hotel chefs are definitely not as good as professional chefs; restaurant chefs can easily outperform hotel chefs by several streets.

In this situation, the hotel chefs are on the Earth's surface, while the restaurant chefs are in the atmosphere. It's a complete rout.

"Alright then, Lina, you'll have to treat me."

His companions abandoned him, even though they had seemed to have a good understanding just moments before. It's quite a sad conclusion, to say the least.

Violet had no choice but to accept that Saint Karina was paying for the meal.

"Hum hum……"

On the way back, Santa Karina was in high spirits. After they reconciled, the atmosphere in the group improved dramatically.

Phoebe, on the other hand, was even more carefree. She skipped and jumped around, genuinely happy that they could finally celebrate together.

Only Violet remained relatively composed, but even she had a rare smile on her lips.

"To be honest, I never thought I would ever be able to reconcile with Phoebe. But thankfully, we both recognized each other's shortcomings."

Vera realized that she actually quite liked Phoebe, the cat-girl. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been deceived by her every time because she liked her.

She was unhappy and uncooperative before, so she was probably still being difficult.

Once Violet has spent some time with Phoebe and understands that although Phoebe lied to her, she wasn't all that bad, she can re-trust her to Phoebe.

Let resentment dissipate like smoke.

After her mood improved, Vera felt that the forest had never been so lush, the sunshine had never been so bright, and the breeze had never been so pleasant.

For both Violet and this newly formed team, this day was undoubtedly a fresh start.

Now, Violet and Phoebe are good friends again, and that won't change easily!

So, that evening, in the restaurant—

They didn't sit in a private room, but instead fully immersed themselves in the atmosphere of the restaurant, which, though called a restaurant, was more like a pub.

At least, that's how Santa Karina felt.

They sat at a window seat by the street, at a long, rectangular table; however, none of the ladies sat on the long bench opposite. They sat on either side of Santa Karina, with her in the center.

The bench is quite long, and all three people are slender. So, there won't be any situation where no one can sit down.

Saint Karina's left and right hands were surrounded by feminine advantages, and she felt herself sinking into softness, which was extremely difficult.

After finishing the delicious food, especially the grilled fish, the two ladies kept drinking.

They are not people who usually like to drink, so they get drunk easily if they drink a little.

But he didn't get drunk!

"To our friendship today, and to our victory! Cheers!"

"As long as we are united, nothing can defeat us!"

Our love is stronger than gold! We will never waver!

Violet and Phoebe were exchanging words back and forth.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

The two of them were probably quite drunk.

They raised their glasses, their faces flushed. Then, the clinking of glasses filled the air right before Santa Karina's eyes.

The wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.

After today's great success in cooperation, both of them were in high spirits.

After so many arguments and frictions, the team finally came together.

They became good friends! They forgot all the unpleasantness from before!

Tonight's joyous time is a celebration proposed by Santa Karina and readily agreed upon by everyone.

Although they were drinking bright orange beer, not the red wine favored by the nobility, the amber-colored, golden liquid was undeniably quite beautiful as it swirled and swayed in the glass.

Most importantly, everyone was quite happy!

Saint Karina wasn't worried at all that they might actually get drunk and pass out, because she could use teleportation magic. Even with a few more girls, she wouldn't feel burdened.

331. Hangover and lap pillow

Beer isn't served in the same elaborate way as wine; it's usually poured directly into large, barrel-shaped glasses, chugging it down in huge quantities.

"Master, stop staring at us with that silly grin. It's kind of disgusting, really. And if you don't drink it, we're going to take it from you!"

The black kitten grinned mischievously, her tail wagging wildly, her mood as bright as a blooming sunflower.

She looked at the wine glass in Santa Karina's hand as if it were a beloved toy.

This wine is probably just as appealing to cats as cat toys and cat treats.

"No! If Lina doesn't drink, then I should drink that glass of wine."

Violet immediately objected. It seems that the competitive spirit between the two has not completely disappeared, and it will resurface when they face Saint Karina.

The conflict has shifted from a full-scale confrontation to a localized one.

……

So, the next day, both Violet and Phoebe suffered from the pain of a hangover.

Phoebe, being a member of the Orc race, was alright; orcs are naturally more physically robust than humans. But Violet, a well-mannered child who had never drunk alcohol and was well-disciplined by her hero mother, was in a very difficult situation.

Phoebe doesn't actually abstain from alcohol completely; she just drinks very little, using it to maintain a sober mind and deceive others. She occasionally drinks during celebrations, but not as much as she did last night, without any restraint.

"Ugh... my head hurts so much, it hurts so much."

Violet clutched her head in anguish.

When she got up, she felt like her head was about to explode. It felt like some kind of awl was hammering her head from inside her brain.

Last night, the two of them got completely drunk, drinking themselves into oblivion at the bar before the celebration finally ended.

The pain of a hangover didn't even give him a chance to recover. His first time drinking taught Violet a lesson.

"I told you not to drink so much, but you and Phoebe wouldn't listen. Now you're in trouble, aren't you?"

Saint Karina chided.

Her expression was a bit serious, quite like a strict teacher.

"But... Waaah... I'm sorry. I won't drink so much next time, Lina. Let me hug you. My head feels so uncomfortable, and my whole body feels so bad."

Violet wanted to say something, but seeing Saint Karina's expression, she didn't say anything more. She honestly apologized to Saint Karina and then acted coquettishly.

"I just can't do anything with you, sigh..."

Santa Karina didn't continue to blame them. She understood that the two of them had been too happy yesterday, which was why they couldn't control themselves.

This celebration party was the first one held by this team, and it's not entirely Violet's fault that things got so drunk.

She helped Vera up, then took the hangover remedy that had been prepared beforehand and placed it by the bedside, holding the bowl to Vera's lips.

"Drink it... This is a hangover remedy. Although it won't completely cure you, it will relieve your hangover a lot after you drink it."

Saint Karina explained patiently.

The hangover cure doesn't taste very good; it's quite bitter, so St. Karina also has candied fruit on hand.

"It's so bitter, can I not drink it?"

When Vera smelled the medicine, it was similar to the medicinal soup her mother used to make for her when she was sick as a child.

"This medicine is like this; you have to drink it, or I won't care about you anymore, and you'll be in pain on your own. But after you drink the medicine, I have some candied fruit for you. The really sweet kind."

The medicine was prepared by the hotel owner at Santa Karina's request; she liked to drink and often kept some on hand for herself.

The candied fruit was bought from a street vendor; it was dried yellow peaches.

"If you don't like candied fruit, I also have honey."

The honey was sold by another beekeeper. The two stalls were next to each other and not far from the hotel, within a hundred meters.

"Lina, you're so kind of you to buy so many things for me."

Violet understood, of course, that Saint Karina had thoughtfully gone out of her way to buy these items.

"It's nothing. Girls are afraid of bitter medicine. I was like that when I was a child too."

Besides Violet, most of the children in the orphanages that Saint Karina cared for were like this, as were Esther in the past.

“I will drink it, Lina. Thank you.”

Upon hearing that it involved sugar intake, Vera quieted down.

"Gurgling..."

She picked up the medicine bowl, took it from Saint Karina, and then raised it above her head to drink it down in one gulp.

Violet drank very quickly, probably because she thought it was better to get it over with quickly than to suffer for a long time.

After she finished drinking the medicine, her little face was all scrunched up in a grimace.

"Well……"

"for you."

Saint Karina quickly stuffed the candied fruit into Violet's cherry-like mouth, but perhaps Violet was too eager to replenish her sugar intake, because she accidentally swallowed Saint Karina's finger instead.

"sorry!"

Although Violet quickly realized what was happening and spat out Saint Karina's finger, her expression was still quite embarrassed.

Vera's face, which had turned pale from the bitter medicine, now flushed slightly with embarrassment.

Her cheeks were a lovely pink, as if she had applied rouge.

Violet apologized, but if she had the chance, she would definitely do the same thing.

Saint Karina's fingers smelled wonderful and felt cool to the touch, which was due to the higher temperature of her mouth.

"I'm fine. Are you feeling better?"

Saint Karina shook her head, not minding that Violet bit her.

If they really had to bite, Saint Karina hoped that Vera wouldn't just bite her fingers, but bite more places as well.

Saint Karina really enjoys it when girls bite her, especially focusing on her private parts.

"It's not as bitter anymore... but my head still hurts a lot. It should take some time for the medicine to take effect."