The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies

“A grand banquet?” Although Adele wasn’t sure whether it was a family banquet or one like the last time, hosted by the Bloodkin True Ancestors, her first thought was, “Can we refuse?”
“Eh!?” The maid panicked, her face turning pale.
If she couldn’t get a satisfactory answer for the mistress, she would be punished as a useless maid!

“I’m sorry! But please, Miss Adele… don’t joke like that…” The maid’s heart couldn’t take it.
But Adele really didn’t want any more complications.
She didn’t want to go to such a troublesome place.

It was better to have a casual hotpot or barbecue with her harem than to be on her best behavior at a banquet.
At this moment, Hermione got up, casually draped a thin robe over herself, her eyes hazy and her cheeks still flushed, and hugged Adele from behind.
The gentle embrace was full of dependence and affection.

Seeing this, the maid’s impression of the Young Lady’s aloof image was completely shattered.
Th-this… she had clearly become a woman who couldn’t live «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» without Miss Adele!
“Hermione?” Adele slowly placed her hand on Hermione’s hand around her waist and asked in confusion.

Hermione nuzzled Adele’s cheek like a pet expressing its affection, then slowly raised her head, her eyes now cold, and said to the maid,
“Tell Mother we will go.”
“But please wait a moment, it might take us a long time to get ready.”

“Ye-yes!”
Having received Hermione’s consent, the maid was relieved.
She didn’t dare to linger, afraid that Adele’s willfulness would cause Hermione to cancel.

That would be disastrous. Anyway, reporting to the mistress that they had agreed to attend the banquet and completing her mission was definitely the right thing to do!
After the maid left, Adele pouted her red lips and looked at Hermione with slight dissatisfaction.
“Hermione is really the most willful!”
She wasn’t a dog; she didn’t understand the principle of obeying her master completely.

Hermione’s face showed a hint of apology, but it was mostly infatuation with Adele.
She kissed Adele’s ear and whispered,
“Sorry, but I think it’s impolite to refuse our elders.”

“And don’t you want to meet my mother, Adele?”
Adele quietly swallowed.
Hermione’s mother?

She must be very beautiful.
But Adele didn’t dare to have any strange thoughts.
Otherwise, it would be too unfair to Hermione…

Adele wasn’t to the point of being controlled by her lewd tail!
“Alright then… it would be impolite and disrespectful to refuse.”
“Yes.” Hermione’s embrace on Adele was gentle and soft. She continued, “And it sounds like this is a banquet where my mother, me, and you, Adele, will all be present.”

“What will people think when they see us together?”
“…”
Adele blushed and lowered her head.

She was a little embarrassed to tell Hermione what she was thinking.
Seeing Adele’s silence, Hermione revealed the answer herself.
“They will think that you, Adele, are already a girl recognized by our family~”

“You’re a girl worthy of me…”
“I think I’ll enjoy their envious gazes.”
Hermione fantasized about that scene, the light falling on them.

On the red carpet, she would hold Adele’s small hand, her dignified and majestic mother by her side, walking towards the host and guests of the banquet.
Their gazes, filled with surprise and emotion, mostly envy. It felt like their love was being recognized in public.
That’s why Hermione wanted to attend this banquet even more.

Hearing this, Adele seemed to have a sudden realization.
“Yes! That’s what I was thinking too.”
“Everyone will see the relationship between Hermione and me~”

That meant Hermione’s family’s acceptance of Adele, not exclusion.
Hermione originally thought Adele would resist this.
Because Adele… was a very flirtatious girl.

Flirtatious girls usually didn’t like such publicized occasions, which could affect their relationships with other girls.
But Adele seemed quite happy.
Hermione asked curiously,

“Is it really okay, Adele? If my intimate relationship with you is spread…”
“What will Celeste, Dorothy, and the others think of you and me?”
“They’ll be jealous, right?”

“Jealous?” Adele froze for a moment, then smiled brightly.
“No way!”
“Even if they are, a good ‘pa’ will solve it!”

Hermione was speechless, blushing.
The “pa” Adele mentioned was probably the same “pa” she was thinking about, right? And Adele had just “pa-ed” her, hadn’t she? And she immediately became obedient.
What a practical physical method.

“…Alright, then let’s go take a bath and change our clothes, Adele.”
“Okay!”
“But first, we can’t spend too long in the bathroom, and no funny business!”

“Eh!?”
“What ‘eh’?… Adele, they’re waiting.”
Hermione looked away, blushing. “If you want to… you can do whatever you want later… as late as you want.”

Adele was actually just teasing Hermione.
She knew that business was important.
But it was still quite fun to see Hermione’s shy expression and get her promise to let Adele do whatever she wanted later.

The two snuggled up and walked to the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of rushing water came from inside.
Literal rushing water!

After washing up, Hermione rang the bell, and other maids quickly brought the prepared evening gowns.
Hermione’s gown was an icy, noble silver-blue.
Adele’s was a simple white halter dress, very much in line with her initial impression: clean and pure.

But once you got to know Adele, you would find that her true nature… was pure lewdness, also pure!
Hermione gracefully curtsied before Adele, then took the girl’s small hand.
The two left the room together and, under the maid’s guidance, went to meet Hermione’s mother.

Adele felt a little nervous and kept biting her lip along the way.
Hermione comforted her,
“It’s okay, I inherited most of my mother’s appearance and personality.”

“Just think of my mother as me, Adele, and perhaps you won’t be so nervous.”
“Th-think of her as Hermione?”
“Then it’s not a matter of nervousness, but a matter of arrogance…”

“…?”
Adele scratched her cheek. “A-anyway, I’ll be polite to your… mother…!”
“Yes, I believe in you, Adele.”

Soon, Hermione and Adele walked through the long, red-carpeted corridor and arrived at a magnificent hall.
Hermione’s mother was already waiting there.
She was a noblewoman dressed simply and unpretentiously, but her bright appearance surpassed any adornment.

Simply put, she was a mature version of Hermione.
The same silver-blue hair, but elegantly styled. Elegant and aloof, she looked Adele up and down with a hyper-rational gaze, assessing her attire and makeup.
Adele shrank her neck, feeling like she was going through security with contraband in her bag. And her “contraband” should be her lewd heart. However, Adele wouldn’t be so bold as to covet even Hermione’s mother.

“Mother.” Hermione called out, then gently patted Adele’s back.
“Mo… Aunt, hello!”
Shit! Almost messed up!

But the result was almost the same as “messing up.”
Because that pronunciation was clearly heard by everyone, including Hermione’s mother.
Adele lowered her head in embarrassment, feeling guilty for embarrassing Hermione.

But unexpectedly, Hermione’s mother chuckled. Her voice was so sweet, compared to Hermione’s usual aloof coldness at school, it had a hint of ambiguous closeness.
A mature woman… is indeed different!
“It’s okay, just a little… early.”

“But I think, it’s only a matter of time, right?”
“Mo-Mother!?” Hermione never thought that there would be a day when she would be teased by her own mother. But the mature woman ignored her daughter and just smiled, introducing herself to Adele,
“Hello, the famous Miss Adele.”

“My name is Mona. You can call me Aunt Mona.”
“Or if you wish to change your address soon, you can call me ‘Mother~’.”
“Aunt Mona!” Adele was incredibly shy from being teased by Hermione’s mother.

At this time, of course, she quickly used the more normal address. And after this conversation, everyone in Hermione’s family, whether blood-related nobles, butlers, or maids, would clearly understand and remember that Adele had been accepted by the family and would be Young Lady Hermione’s wife!
Of course… it could also be a Bloodkin “husband.”
But even if they all knew that Young Lady Hermione was a bottom in private, they still resisted the idea of this future marriage, not Adele marrying the Young Lady, but Adele marrying their Young Lady.

“Now that we’ve met, we should go to our appointment.” The noblewoman named Mona slowly raised her slender hand, clearly indicating she wanted someone to hold it.
Hermione quickly stepped forward, ready to take her mother’s hand, but was stopped by a cold glare.
This feeling of being disliked by her own mother… what was going on!?

But it was also normal.
Many mothers-in-law would be exceptionally good to their sons-in-law or daughters-in-law, but then neglect their own daughters or sons.
Adele was initially confused, but seeing Hermione stop, slightly hurt, even if her emotional intelligence was as low as Kaiser’s, the muscle-brained idiot, she should understand that this was a privilege given by Aunt Mona. So, she put on a flattered look and quickly stepped forward to take Aunt Mona’s hand.

…Cool, so soft, and her bones were so delicate.
Adele couldn’t help but want to hold it. Fortunately, she still had some sense of propriety and just obediently stayed by Aunt Mona’s side.
Mona took her hand and boarded the carriage.

Hermione, left behind, also followed.
Honestly, in this era, even among Bloodkin, very few families still used carriages. But no one dared to mock the Bloodkin nobles who rode in carriages. Because they knew that was the true old money! It was a means of transportation used only by families with a long history and deep heritage. Because among these Bloodkin, a large portion disdained embracing the new era and adapting to technological trends, so naturally, they wouldn’t like luxury cars and watches.
They used carriages because they were used to it, used to the days when they traveled like royalty. Not to mention that the one pulling Aunt Mona’s carriage was a unicorn, a precious magical creature, pure white and handsome, emitting a silvery-white light, like a sculpture carved by an artist.

But Adele secretly thought,
I heard that unicorns like pure girls… especially virgins. Then if I approach it… will it kick me? Damn it, if it dares to kick me, I’ll roast it and eat it tomorrow!
Unicorns were magical creatures with a certain level of intelligence, so they could sense human emotions.

Just like now, this unicorn felt a malicious gaze from behind.
The horse turned its head, and upon seeing Adele, nervously shifted its hooves.
Because what it saw in Adele’s eyes… was clearly a piece of roasted meat!

In short, Adele was indignant because of the unicorn legend. And the unicorn was scared by Adele’s thoughts.
Aunt Mona, unaware of, or perhaps simply seeing Adele’s interest in the unicorn, smiled, stroked Adele’s hair, and said softly,
“If you like it, I can give it to you.”

“Th-that’s too precious! I can’t… But thank you, Aunt Mona!”
Hermione, sitting opposite them, watched Adele and her mother chatting harmoniously, feeling a mix of sourness and sweetness in her heart, but mostly happiness. Because it meant that Adele and her mother got along well.
At least there wouldn’t be any “mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict.”

The carriage started moving. The unicorn cast a spell, and a pair of transparent wings appeared on its back, and it began to fly, carrying the carriage into the air, towards the banquet venue. The carriage remained steadily suspended in the air; this should be some kind of gravity magic.
Adele felt incredibly novel and interesting, looking out the window at the quiet Twilight City, bathed in the blood-red moonlight.