I had hit the top of recklessness, my hand started innocent and culminated guilty, her lack of resistance instilled in me to reshape that soft and voluminous cushion.

"I like your fearlessness, but it could cost you plentily~" Zaforia placed a finger on her lip cutely and giggled, apparently not minding my 'massage'.

There was something else I had noticed, however. This is not her real body. Back then when we were in that 'sea' I had touched her plentily, then my actions could be perceived as innocent, unlike the present.

In any case, she was way softer than now. Right now her body was slightly rigid and it looked artificial as if there was no blood running in her veins. She didn't produce in me that desire to suck her blood as she did before.

"This is not your true body, right, Zaforia?" I asked curiously and my lack of respect for authority became clear. Still, Zaforia merely placed a finger on my lips and began playing with them, uncaring.

"Bold of you to address your master by her