And just at this moment,
Shark Girl Kaschte came down the stairs, her eyes bright with surprise as she spotted Ahetar, and she hurriedly trotted over.
The living room suddenly became lively.
...
…
At night. The bathroom. A hazy mist filled the air, barely revealing two young girls soaking in the bathtub.
"Why does the teacher sleep with Miss Kaschte?" the Goddess of Salvation hugged her knees, complaining to the Goddess of Plague behind her, as if something important had been taken from her, her tone tinged with a bit of sourness.
She should have been closer to her teacher.
"Kaschte and Ahetar's relationship is different," the Goddess of Plague explained softly, her fingers running through the golden locks of the Goddess of Salvation, patiently washing her hair.
"You two are mentor and student, so naturally your relationship is different."
As she spoke, she added another sentence.
