"Feet... what's so interesting about them?"
Ogre had heard that so nobles had a peculiar interest in feet, but he never imagined his own would be admired like this.
Fortunately, Maggie only took a quick look before putting his delicate, jade-like foot down.
"The God of Dawn must be biased to create such a perfect girl. It's making my heart flutter," Maggie said as she closed the door, dimming the room as the attic's oil lamp light faded.
But for Ogre, the darkness didn't matter—his eyes had excellent night vision.
So he could clearly see Maggie's bold attire, which seed to reveal more than it hid.
It seed her usual outfit restricted her true style.
'As long as I can't see her clearly...'
Ogre averted his gaze and quickly burrowed into the bed—better to sleep early given the circumstances.
"Already hiding away?" Maggie chuckled, finding the 'girl' adorable.
The knight's physique enhanced all senses, including vision. Although not as sharp as Ogre's night vision, she could still see him clearly enough.
"Uh..." Ogre just hoped Maggie wouldn't get too handsy.
After all, his current attire didn't offer much security...
"I'm coming in," Maggie announced as she slipped under the covers next to Ogre.
Ogre: "..."
Why announce it just to sleep...
But soon, Ogre realized Maggie's intentions—he was being groped.
Yes... Ogre never thought he'd be groped by a human woman.
Maggie's hand was exploring his flat chest, and by the ti Ogre noticed, she was already at it.
'Just sleep, don't touch!' Ogre quickly turned away, escaping Maggie's exploration.
"Not developed at all..." Maggie remarked with a hint of disappointnt.
She had thought that even though Geling was small, there'd be sothing, but it was as flat as a boy's.
If Ogre knew what Maggie was thinking, he'd probably say, "I am a boy..."
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Small is cute too," Maggie said, feeling a pang of guilt as she looked at the 'aggrieved' girl who had turned away.
Maybe she had hit Geling's sore spot...
"Mm..."
Ogre responded softly, wrapping his arms around himself, wary of Maggie's next move.
Looking at the girl trying to 'comfort' him, Ogre felt a wave of helplessness—he hadn't felt this powerless even when fighting goblins or in the arena.
It felt like the person beside him wasn't a knight but a rogue.
And do girls always like to chat at night?
"Don't be sad, Geling. You're so pretty, soone will want you."
Maggie assud Ogre was just shy and began to comfort him.
Ogre: "..."
'Do I look like I'm worried about that... why does it always co to this?' Ogre blinked, deciding to ignore Maggie by closing his eyes.
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He didn't believe Maggie could keep talking alone.
But soon, Ogre would regret turning away and closing his eyes...
Because Maggie took his hand...
"I've always wanted to touch your hand."
Ignoring Ogre's reluctance, Maggie began to knead his soft little hand, holding both of his hands in hers.
Maggie loved Ogre's hands—her own were not pretty and had beco rough with knight training...
If not for wanting to protect her family better, Maggie would have liked to keep her hands soft like the city girls...
What girl likes her hands to beco rough?
'If not for my physique... my hands would be as tough as Thran's,' Ogre had thought about hardening his hands.
But due to the strong regenerative ability of his Ogre Physique, he gave up.
Though it wasn't impossible to harden his palms, it wasn't worth it for Ogre.
Using potions could lead to a loss of sensitivity, affecting his weapon control.
So after practicing weapon use, Ogre abandoned the idea.
After all, no matter how strong the hands and fists, they couldn't compare to weapons made from precious materials.
"Poor girl..." Maggie murmured, feeling sorry for Ogre's situation as she massaged his hands.
To Maggie, soone with such hands must have lived a pampered life.
Thinking about how this pure girl almost got captured by goblins, Maggie felt a chill of fear for her.
'She must be pretending to be strong,' Maggie thought.
Then she placed Ogre's hand on her chest.
"Hmm?"
Ogre felt sothing different—a change from rough to soft.
Instinctively, he gave a squeeze, then his eyes shot open!
No, sister, where are you putting my hand?
"You might grow up soday," Maggie teased the flustered girl with a bold smile.
This was just the beginning, and she was already shy.
Alright, enough teasing.
Ogre's face turned genuinely red. Though he'd seen a lot, he'd never touched before.
He felt impure...
"Flat is good too, saves fabric," Maggie joked, seeing Ogre's blushing face.
Her teasing tone made Ogre feel like he was the one being taken advantage of.
Ogre had never felt so helpless and lost.
"Alright, no more teasing. Goodnight, sweet girl."
Maggie propped herself up slightly to kiss Ogre's forehead, then turned away and pulled up the blanket.
"Mm..."
Ogre retracted his hand, murmuring softly. Only when Maggie completely closed her eyes did he feel slightly relieved.
'Finally over, goodnight...' Ogre thought to himself.
"Hu—"
After so ti, Maggie's gentle snores reached Ogre's ears.
Only then did Ogre finally confirm that this troubleso knight girl wouldn't bother him anymore...
His body relaxed, but his mind couldn't calm down.
'Why is this...'
Ogre didn't know.
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