Chapter 42: Cold (1)
With a blushing face, Adilun willingly let me touch her horn. The large horns growing on her small face were clearly visible at a glance, shining in blue-white color.
Seeing her like that, I again asked for permission.
"Are you really okay with it?"
"Yes. It's just a horn anyway, and my senses are weak, so it's okay."
"T-then... ...Excuse me."
I slowly and gently reached out my hand and touched her blue-white horn. I expected them to feel a little rough, but they were completely different.
The smooth texture of the horn was felt through my hand vividly.
Curious as they didn't feel hard at all, kike a child, I stroked her horns with my hand. Quite addicted to the touch, I involuntarily focused my entire mind on her horns.
I felt like I finally understood why Princess Lobelia wanted to touch this horn so much.
"Ahh!... ... Is it okay now?."
In an instant, a strange sound came out of Adilun's mouth, and she grabbed my hand.
"Well? Why?"
