Pop! As soon as the bottle cap was opened, the well-shaken champagne immediately bubbled up into white foam, transforming into a gentle stream that slid down the bottle wall and dripped onto the sheets.
Ash poured three glasses of champagne, handed one to the Witch, and then took the other two back to bed, handing one to the Sword Maiden.
Just as he was passing by the Witch, he suddenly bent down as if struck by electricity, his eyelashes trembling slightly, lips pressed tightly, finally returning to his position a moment later, blushing as he stared at the Witch. The Witch's face still tinged with redness, eyebrows arched, looking triumphant, lifted her swan-like neck and drank champagne.
This is bad. The Witch used to be all talk and no bite, but now she's awakened to a new stage, and Ash has to suffer two bites just passing by her.
"Mm~~ah!" Diya drank her champagne in one go, suddenly saying to Ash, "Slap my thigh!"
