"Click!"
At that mont, the bathroom door opened.
Aima and her sister Aya walked in one after the other.
The sisters bowed in Li ng's direction.
Then they headed to the changing room on the side.
After a short while, the sisters erged wearing light bathrobes.
The robes were thin, perfectly fitting their beautiful figures.
They subtly outlined their alluring curves.
Under Li ng's surprised gaze, the sisters approached the edge of the bath.
Their faces slightly flushed, they crossed their arms over their chests and stepped into the bath.
They descended step by step along the stairs.
The hot water gradually subrged their delicate bodies.
"Aima, Aya, there's soone here."
He was in the bath, not hiding at all.
Logically, the sisters should have seen him as soon as they entered.
Hearing Mr. Silver Mask's words, Aima and Aya exchanged a smile.
The sisters waded through the water and nestled on either side of Mr. Silver Mask.
"Mr. Silver Mask, we're here to keep you company!"
Aima's face was slightly red, shyly gazing at Mr. Silver Mask's smooth, shiny head.
Li ng looked at Aima, then at Aya.
"Did Lord Bard send you?"
Aima and Aya exchanged a glance.
Aima nodded.
"Lord Bard sent us, and we are willing!"
Looking at Aima beside him, Li ng realized sothing.
Aima and Aya were maids at Bard Count's mansion.
It wasn't unusual for a master to have maids serve distinguished guests.
Li ng had always thought Aima and Aya were Bard Count's personal favorites.
After all, beautiful maids often had a secondary role with their masters.
"I can't do much like this, just chat with ."
Seeing Mr. Silver Mask's bandaged body, the sisters smiled.
Yes, what could Mr. Silver Mask do in such a state?
"Aima, Aya, you both have such beautiful figures!"
Perhaps it was due to frequent training.
After all, Aima and Aya had the strength of high-ranking swordsn.
Their bodies exuded a sense of power.
They both had voluptuous figures, with S-shaped curves.
Li ng's hand slipped into the water from the edge.
Naturally, he wrapped his arm around the sisters' waists.
Faced with Mr. Silver Mask's complint, a hint of delight flashed in the sisters' eyes.
They had been worried that Mr. Silver Mask might not like their well-trained bodies.
As high-ranking individuals, daily training was essential to maintain their status.
For a while, the sound of their casual conversation filled the bathroom.
Aima and Aya occasionally laughed heartily.
"Mr. Silver Mask, what's your body like under the bandages?"
Aya curiously touched Mr. Silver Mask's arm.
The bandages felt smooth to the touch.
It was unclear what material they were made of.
"Want to see?"
Aima and Aya exchanged a glance.
They both looked up at Mr. Silver Mask and nodded.
"Then I'll show you!"
With that, the bandages on Li ng's body unraveled on their own.
Like a snake, they moved through the water.
Soon, a strong green-skinned body was revealed to Aima and Aya.
Aima's face flushed as she reached out to poke Mr. Silver Mask's chest.
"Mr. Silver Mask, are you an orc?"
Though she asked, Aima dismissed the idea.
Orcs had bodies similar to humans.
But their limbs were longer and more robust.
Mr. Silver Mask's body was no different from a human's.
It resembled the sturdy physique of a swordsman, appearing quite robust.
"No, the green skin is a curse!"
Li ng wasn't lying; he wasn't an orc.
Without the bandages, Li ng could feel the sisters' soft bodies more clearly.
Aima glanced at the water, her face slightly red.
She smiled, looking up at Mr. Silver Mask's shiny head.
"Mr. Silver Mask, do you need us to keep you company tonight?"
Faced with Aima's gaze, Li ng hesitated.
According to traditional otherworldly novel plots.
He should refuse now.
This would demonstrate the protagonist's noble character.
The supporting characters would look at the protagonist with admiration.
But Li ng knew that only happened in novels.
If he refused, Aima and Aya wouldn't be happy.
They wouldn't be able to report back to Bard Count.
They might even doubt their own charm for failing to attract him.
"Let's leave together later!"
Hearing this, Aima and Aya's faces flushed.
As they breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of sadness flashed in Aima's eyes.
Though she knew it was impossible, she couldn't stop her feelings.
She could only force herself to accept reality.
And seal those destined-to-be-unfulfilled feelings deep inside.
For the rest of the ti, Li ng chatted with Aima and Aya.
In the bath, the sisters occasionally laughed heartily.
An hour later, the three of them left the bathroom.
In the long corridor, Li ng enjoyed the company of both sisters.
His left arm around Aima in a white nightgown.
His right arm around Aya in a black nightgown.
A hint of snow-white skin peeked from their chests.
The nightgowns were thin, revealing the garter belts underneath.
So things in this world mirrored those on Earth.
Many clothing styles resembled Earth's modern era.
Li ng and the sisters chatted and laughed as they reached the guest room and entered.
Shortly after Li ng and the sisters entered the room.
Two heads peeked around a nearby corner.
One was Elisa, the other Susan.
"It seems like Aima and Aya, Susan, why did they go into the room with Mr. Silver Mask?"
Hearing Elisa's innocent question.
Susan blushed and turned away, pulling Elisa along.
"Elisa, let's co back tomorrow to have a proper chat with Silver Mask."
Susan knew why Aima and Aya entered the guest room with Silver Mask.
Their attire gave it away.
The adult world was too complicated.
All she could do was pretend not to see.
Silver Mask had probably experienced many such situations.
anwhile, in the guest room.
Aima and Aya stood by the bed, helping Mr. Silver Mask undress.
Mr. Silver Mask's clothes weren't difficult to remove.
Just a black robe and the bandages that could only be removed by themselves.
"What, is this your first ti?"
Seeing the sisters a bit nervous, Li ng curiously asked.
Aima blushed and nodded slightly.
"Lord Bard is a distinguished Fire Saint-level Grand Mage, he never asked us to do such things before. Lord Bard respects and appreciates Mr. Silver Mask, and so do we!"
Looking at the shy, blushing sisters in front of him.
Li ng grinned, without any hesitation.
He reached out and wrapped his arms around Aima and Aya's waists.
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