Chapter 75: Routine
Sunlight streamed through the window, painting warm stripes across Grace’s bed.
She blinked awake, feeling... different. Her body hummed with a strange new energy, like divine light was coursing through her veins instead of blood. And yet, she felt oddly calm. Centered, almost.
At least, she did for almost a whole minute, before...
[Wait, did I really...?]
Memories from last night flooded back—Petriel’s shy smile turning bold, hands exploring places Grace had never been touched, that moment when—
"OH MY GODDESS!" Grace squealed, burying her red face in her pillow. "I actually did it!"
She had. After 18 long years of comfortable loneliness in a rural farm, Grace finally had experienced what constituted the climax of all those romance novels she’d steal from her mom. And, it was...
Well, the words didn’t do it justice.
She peeked out from her hiding spot to find the bed empty beside her. Petriel must have slipped out already. Grace sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest despite being alone. Her body felt... well, used was the only word that came to mind. But in a good way? Was that weird?
A quick glance around confirmed she was alone in her room, though she could hear movement in the common area. Her System status page appeared with a thought.
「Status」