"She's really gone..."
When the Miami maid didn't even return after five minutes, Rain realized.
"Sorry Aunty, looks like your underwear set is now going straight to my mother."
The question was, would his mother recognize her underwear?
It wouldn't be surprising if she knew what her own sister was wearing.....
Celestia, who had recovered from her past sensations too late, having missed her chance to retrieve her underwear, shuddered weakly.
Unlike the slight fear of exposure earlier, which had seamlessly transitioned into excitement, now there was only pure, primal fear in her eyes.
"It shouldn't happen...it shouldn't happen..."
As if reciting a spell, she repeated the same words as if they would miraculously change reality without ceasing.
Realizing it was serious, Rain shook her lightly by the shoulder.
"Celestia...?"
Her half dead eyes lifted and looked up at him.
