The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies

“Not qualified.” What did it even mean to be “qualified”? Celeste wasn’t trying to discourage Wofoo, but to prompt introspection. A wolf, not yet fully tamed, couldn’t be trusted around her master. She brushed past Wofoo, leaving the girl lost in thought, her silence easily outpaced by Adele and Celeste.
“Wofoo, hurry up~” Adele called out, her voice pulling Wofoo from her reverie. She quickened her pace, rejoining Adele and Celeste as they reached their campsite.

“I can’t let you do this, Celeste,” Adele said, a playful glint in her eyes. “You’ll burn down my tent.”
Celeste shrugged, acknowledging the truth in Adele’s words. Her affinity for fire magic was a double-edged sword, its power easily unleashed but difficult to control.
“Why build a tent, Master?” Celeste asked. “If you’re tired, we can rest anywhere.”

“There’s a reason,” Adele replied, her focus on weaving the branches and leaves together with magic, her side profile serene and beautiful in the flickering firelight. “I’ll tell you later.”
“I wonder if it’s big enough for all three of us,” Adele mused, her voice barely a whisper. “If not, you two can… sandwich me between you…” She blushed, her imagination conjuring up images that made her heart race.
“Done!” she announced, then turned to Celeste. “You first, Celeste. Come inside the tent with me.”

“Eh!?” Celeste, though confused, obeyed, following Adele into the makeshift shelter. Wofoo, left standing outside, felt a pang of loneliness.
Soon, their voices drifted out from the tent.
Adele: “Celeste, let me show you my big… little treasure!”

Celeste: “!?”
Celeste now understood Adele’s reluctance to leave their campsite. The greatest treasure of the Secret Realm was already in Adele’s possession: Xiao Ai. Celeste stared in disbelief as Adele emerged from the tent, holding a miniature version of herself, a child with the same pink eyes and delicate features, a perfect replica, shrunk down to the size of a toddler.
“Big sister…” the child said timidly, using the word Adele had taught her.

“H-hello, little cutie,” Celeste stammered, her mind reeling. “But… what is this, Adele?” Like Wofoo, she couldn’t shake the feeling that this child was… more than she appeared.
Adele explained Xiao Ai’s origins as best she could, her trust in Celeste absolute. When Xiao Ai transformed back into her blood droplet form, she emitted a faint aura, a seductive allure that could easily overwhelm a vampire, driving them to madness. “Anyway, that’s it!” Adele said, nuzzling Xiao Ai’s cheek. Explaining the situation was tiring, and she knew she would have to repeat the story to the other girls. But for now, a moment of playful affection was a welcome distraction.
But why was Xiao Ai staring so intently at Celeste’s… chest? In this, she was truly Adele’s “daughter.”

“Waaah!” Xiao Ai cried as Adele’s hands pinched her cheeks playfully.
“It’s… it’s okay, Adele,” Celeste said, intervening, her heart melting at Xiao Ai’s adorable distress. The child was too cute, a miniature version of Adele, a weapon of mass cuteness aimed directly at older sisters.
Adele pouted. “Sometimes I think you’re here to steal my attention,” she muttered, her voice a playful tease.

Xiao Ai, hearing this, instantly forgot about the slight pain in her cheeks and tugged on Adele’s skirt, her pitiful “Mama…” tugging at Adele’s heartstrings.
“Okay, okay, Mama was just kidding,” Adele said, her resolve crumbling in the face of Xiao Ai’s adorable pout. She had been tricked by this little girl, and she knew the others wouldn’t be able to resist her either.
“But there’s one thing Mama is serious about,” Adele continued, her eyes hardening with resolve, “I will definitely take you out of here.”
She didn’t know how, not yet. She wasn’t sure if she could hide Xiao Ai from the True Ancestors, and if she couldn’t… the consequences were too terrifying to contemplate. But she wouldn’t abandon Xiao Ai, not after the child had called her “Mama,” not after seeing the unconditional trust in her eyes.

“Trust Mama,” Adele whispered, stroking Xiao Ai’s hair, her voice filled with a fierce protectiveness.
Xiao Ai hugged Adele tightly, as if sensing the girl’s determination, her eyes shimmering with tears, a smile on her lips.
“Trust… Mama~” she repeated, her voice clear and bright. A few days of warmth and happiness were worth a lifetime of loneliness in this desolate realm.

With a flash of cherry-colored light, Xiao Ai transformed back into the chalcedony droplet, nestled safely in Adele’s palm.
Celeste, watching this exchange, felt a surge of… responsibility. If Xiao Ai saw Adele as her “Mama,” then Celeste, naturally, was her “Godmother.” What does a godmother do…? she wondered, her mind already planning ways to spoil and protect the adorable child.
Adele, however, felt a pang of jealousy. “Ahem!” she coughed, wanting Celeste’s attention back on her.

“Are you feeling unwell, Master?” Celeste asked, concerned.
“Ahem! Idiot!” Adele pouted. “Didn’t you miss me at all while we were apart?”
“Of course I did! How could I not miss you, Master…?” Celeste’s voice trembled slightly, her chest heaving.

Adele, satisfied, leaned closer, ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ her hand and knees on the ground, like a curious kitten. “Then your heart should be only on me, my silly Celeste,” she murmured, her lips brushing against Celeste’s.
Celeste’s breath hitched, then stopped altogether as Adele’s soft lips captured hers, a gentle kiss that quickly deepened, their tongues tangling in a dance of longing and desire. Adele, her eyes closed, lost herself in the sensation, her hands exploring Celeste’s body, her touch a playful mix of tenderness and dominance.
Celeste, overwhelmed by the intimacy, moaned softly, her body arching against Adele’s. She hadn’t forgotten Wofoo, still waiting outside, her enhanced hearing picking up every sound, every gasp, every whispered word. With a sudden surge of… something, she tightened her embrace, her moans becoming louder, more unrestrained, a deliberate act meant to… well, she wasn’t sure. Perhaps it was a way to include Wofoo, to share the intimacy, or perhaps it was simply a way to express the overwhelming joy and love that filled her heart.

Adele, loving Celeste’s reaction, her hands continuing their exploration, reached beneath Celeste’s skirt, her fingers finding the soft, sensitive flesh between her thighs. A sharp gasp escaped Celeste’s lips, her body trembling with pleasure.
“Such a good girl… such a naughty girl,” Adele murmured, her teeth gently grazing Celeste’s neck, leaving a faint mark, a possessive gesture.
“I am… I’m Master’s naughty girl~”

“Quiet,” Adele whispered, her lips finding Celeste’s again.
“Yes… mmm~”
………………

Ten minutes later, they emerged from the tent, their clothes rearranged, their appearance composed, though a lingering blush still stained Celeste’s cheeks, and Adele’s lips were swollen. Wofoo, who had been waiting nearby, stood up quickly as they approached, her eyes downcast, their usual blue glow now dimmed with… something. She didn’t look at Adele, nor at Celeste, her inexperience leaving her unsure how to react.
“Wofoo~ are you hungry?” Adele asked cheerfully, her voice filled with genuine warmth and concern, as if nothing had happened. But Wofoo couldn’t shake the feeling that Adele treated all the girls this way, perhaps even better than she treated Wofoo. The thought was a painful thorn in her heart, a bitter reminder of her own inadequacy.
She didn’t know how to face Adele, how to reconcile the warmth she had felt just moments ago with the cold reality of their… different statuses. She felt lost, adrift in a sea of confusing emotions, the darkness threatening to consume her.

But then, a sharp, clear voice cut through the fog of her thoughts. It was Celeste.
“If you’re hungry, just say so.”
Hungry? Wofoo looked up, as if awakening from a dream. Yes, she was hungry. And in that instant, the world around her seemed a little brighter.

“…A little,” she replied, her voice barely a whisper.
“Then let’s find some food~” Adele said, her voice still cheerful, her energy undimmed. She suggested fishing in the nearby river, while Celeste proposed hunting for game in the forest. They parted ways, Celeste walking directly towards Wofoo, making the wolf-girl tense.
“No need to be so nervous,” Celeste said, her voice gentle. “Let’s hunt together.”

“…Okay,” Wofoo replied after a moment’s hesitation, the memory of her earlier deception, her attempt to keep Celeste away from Adele, a fresh wound in her heart. And the lingering mark on Celeste’s neck, a testament to their intimacy, was a painful reminder of Wofoo’s own… lack of such a connection.
“Are you… envious?” Celeste suddenly asked, her gaze meeting Wofoo’s.
The answer was obvious. Wofoo glared at Celeste, her eyes filled with resentment.

“But you… also have one…” Wofoo muttered, her gaze dropping to the mark on Celeste’s neck, the bite mark left by Adele.
Celeste smiled. “I’m not angry about what you did earlier. If I were you, at your stage, I might have done even worse,” she said, her voice softening as they walked towards the denser part of the forest. “I’ve seen others with worse tempers than yours. But in the end, we all accepted each other.”
“…Why?” Wofoo asked, though the answer was obvious.

Celeste simply glanced back at Adele, who was happily trying to spear fish in the clear river. It was all because of Adele.
“If our feelings became a burden to her, if it made her sad…”
“Could you accept that?”

“Or is your own happiness, your own desires, more important than Adele’s?”
If Wofoo truly felt that way… Celeste wouldn’t allow her to stay by Adele’s side. She might be weaker now, but she had her own reasons to fight, her own unwavering loyalty to protect.
“N-no…” Wofoo murmured, her eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and… longing.

Celeste could have easily dispelled her doubts, offered her comfort and reassurance. But she didn’t. She simply turned and walked away, her attention drawn to a small deer darting through the trees. It was cute, and it would probably make a good meal. Besides, she wanted Wofoo to find her own way, to confront her own demons, to make her own choice.
Adele’s attempts at spearfishing were a complete failure. Why wouldn’t these fish just cooperate and impale themselves on my spear? she thought, frustrated. They’re so plump and juicy, they’re clearly meant to be eaten!
First Snow: I agree, meow!

Fish: If I could curse, I’d have a lot to say.
Adele, losing her patience, threw the spear aside. The fish, thinking they had escaped, swam away, unaware of the impending doom. Adele unleashed a barrage of magic, the explosions sending stunned and scaly fish flying onto the riverbank, their tails twitching feebly. This is much more effective than a spear! she thought, gathering her catch, waiting for Celeste’s return so they could start a fire and… roast fish~ She could do it herself, of course, but what was the point of a reunion if they couldn’t enjoy it together? Besides, Celeste was supposed to spoil her.
Adele, happily blasting fish with her Magic Fishing Rod, waited, her patience wearing thin. Fortunately, Celeste and Wofoo soon returned with their prey. Adele noticed that the atmosphere between them, while not exactly friendly, seemed… less tense.

A wolf and a dog… an interesting combination. Had Celeste, as the senior, taught Wofoo something? Adele smiled, a sight that made Wofoo’s heart skip a beat. She stared, mesmerized, until Celeste, noticing her gaze, blew gently on Wofoo’s ear, making the wolf-girl blush and pull her hood lower.
Her ears, both the vampire and the werewolf ones, were very sensitive… this woman, Celeste… But Celeste had no ulterior motives; she had simply accepted Wofoo as a companion, hoping to guide her, to help her earn Adele’s favor. In this relationship, it was their duty, as Adele’s loyal servants, to please their master. Adele’s affection was a gift, not a right.
The rest of the process was simple. Celeste and Wofoo prepared the deer and the fish, while Adele, taking advantage of their solitude, summoned Xiao Ai, who materialized in her child form, playing games with Adele and learning new words.

When the aroma of roasted deer and fish filled the air, the two mischievous “Adeles” rushed over, snatching the food from Celeste and Wofoo’s hands as if it were their birthright. Even Celeste and Wofoo, who had done all the work, hadn’t had a bite yet! Adele’s and Xiao Ai’s shared penchant for mischief was undeniable. But while Adele simply enjoyed being spoiled, Xiao Ai at least remembered to say, “Thank you, sister!” with a sweet smile, her eyes sparkling.
Adele, ignoring the heat, took a bite of the roasted venison. Wofoo was a skilled hunter, a natural survivalist, she had even found suitable herbs to season the meat, masking its gamey flavor. She and Celeste, watching Adele and Xiao Ai devour their meal, exchanged a fond look.
“…How is it, Adele?” Wofoo asked nervously. The limited resources of the Secret Realm had hampered her culinary efforts; she wished she could have done better. Wofoo was in charge of the venison, Celeste the fish. The latter was much easier to cook, which was why Wofoo was so anxious, fearing Adele’s disapproval.

Adele, however, true to her “little devil” nature, frowned slightly after a few bites, her gaze discreetly observing Wofoo’s reaction. As Wofoo’s face fell, Adele, her mischievousness sated, relented.
“It’s delicious!” she declared, her smile genuine.
Wofoo’s face lit up, her earlier anxiety replaced by a joyful relief.

“As long as Adele likes it…”
Celeste and Xiao Ai watched this exchange with amusement. Celeste had seen through Adele’s little act from the start, enjoying Wofoo’s momentary distress.
Xiao Ai, with her ability to read Adele’s mind, had also seen through the ruse. It was a lesson in… manipulation, perhaps not the most wholesome example for a child, but Xiao Ai could always choose not to read Adele’s mind. After all, constant exposure to Adele’s mischievous thoughts might… corrupt the child’s pure heart.

“Big sister~” Xiao Ai, however, seemed unaffected by Adele’s antics, offering Wofoo a skewer of roasted fish with a sweet smile. She then offered a piece of venison to Celeste.
Wofoo and Celeste exchanged a touched look, Adele’s kindness, her thoughtfulness, warming their hearts.
Adele, munching on her fish, thought, She’s good at getting on people’s good side…

After their meal, it was time to rest. Even without a sun or moon, time still passed in the Secret Realm, and their bodies, exhausted from their earlier exertions, needed rest. Xiao Ai transformed back into her blood droplet form, and Adele invited Celeste and Wofoo into the tent.
Just then, Wofoo asked to speak with Adele alone, her eyes red-rimmed, her expression resolute.
Adele, sensing the girl’s emotional turmoil, glanced at Celeste, who offered a supportive smile, then turned back to Wofoo.

“…I understand,” she said softly.
“Come into the tent with me, Wofoo~”