"Sword Maiden, this one is tasty, open your mouth—"
"Sword Maiden, Sword Maiden, let's take a bath together tonight, you help me wash my hair!"
"Wow, Sword Maiden, yours can float, can I touch it—if not, just say so, knock my head anymore, and it'll be broken!"
"Sword Maiden, help me dry my hair!"
Diya shrank into a little white-haired girl and sat in Sonia's arms. Obviously, she could easily shake off all the water droplets from her hair using Divine Power, but Sonia couldn't resist her pouting, so she reluctantly helped her dry her hair slowly.
The Witch's hair suddenly turned red, exactly like Sonia's. She looked in the mirror at the big and small figures and giggled, "Do we look like mother and daughter like this?"
"Why not sisters?"
"Because I feel you'd be strict with a sister but would spoil a daughter."
"Wrong, you know I'm from the countryside. I studied hard from a young age to get into college, and my childhood was almost grey..."
