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

Hours earlier, after Adele bid farewell to First Snow, she returned to her bedroom, a sense of melancholy settling over her. She tried to distract herself with a game, but hesitated as she searched for a match. A sudden wave of meaninglessness washed over her; even gaming held no appeal. She was, to put it simply, feeling emo about First Snow’s departure. After wallowing for a while, she decided a nap was the best course of action. Sleep, after all, was the ultimate cure for boredom.

She woke feeling refreshed, her earlier melancholy forgotten. But something was amiss. She didn’t remember covering herself with a blanket… she had only been cuddling a pillow. She glanced out the window at the overcast sky, the cotton-ball clouds drifting lazily in the wind. Perhaps she had gotten cold during her sleep and unconsciously pulled the blanket over herself. Or perhaps… it was the work of a certain elusive angel. Could Seraph be so considerate? Adele doubted it, but the thought warmed her nonetheless. She pulled the blanket closer, inhaling the faint, comforting scent.
A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. It was Hermione.
Adele had been applying makeup, hoping to surprise Hermione, but the unexpected knock forced her to speed up the process, adding a final touch of seductive color to her lips.

“Coming~” she called out, tucking the lipstick into her pocket and opening the door.
Hermione’s heart skipped a beat. Seeing Adele, she forgot to breathe. The girl was even more radiant than she had imagined, her face subtly enhanced by the makeup, a touch of blush highlighting her cheekbones, her lips a vibrant, inviting red. It was as if Adele had specifically dolled herself up for their meeting… The thought made Hermione’s heart flutter. Even without makeup, Adele was irresistible. Now… she was simply breathtaking. Was she trying to bewitch the entire world? Hermione wondered.
Adele, a hint of shy anticipation in her eyes, also took in Hermione’s appearance. The older girl looked elegant and regal, a queen in her own right, though the coldness she usually projected towards others seemed to melt away in Adele’s presence.

They stood there for a moment, gazing at each other, a blush creeping up both their cheeks, until Adele broke the silence with a playful chuckle.
“Am I that pretty?”
“…Yes,” Hermione replied sincerely, her gaze unwavering. The simple honesty of her words touched Adele’s heart, and she stepped forward, embracing Hermione. The hallway was quiet, no one to interrupt their moment of shared intimacy. Adele closed her eyes, savoring the warmth and comfort of Hermione’s embrace. Big sisters are the best! she thought, reveling in the feeling of being protected and cherished.

Hermione, in turn, couldn’t help but indulge Adele’s affectionate nuzzling, her body responding to the girl’s touch. But as the sensations intensified, she pulled back slightly, a gentle warning in her voice.
“Adele…”
“This kind of thing… let’s at least go home first…”

She couldn’t be so unrestrained in public. And Adele wouldn’t be able to fully enjoy herself either.
Hearing the plea in Hermione’s voice, Adele blushed, her earlobes turning a delicate pink as her imagination conjured up… possibilities.
“Okay then~”

“Just a moment, Hermione, let me pack a few things.”
Traveling to the vampire capital was like embarking on a long journey for Adele, a trip to a distant city, even a different country. She needed to pack a suitcase with her essentials, just like any other trip. Oh, and her wand, the one Principal Winona had once used. She would need it for the Blood Trial, created by the twelve True Ancestors. Even if she didn’t pass, it didn’t matter. Unlike others, she didn’t have the pressure from her family. In fact, she was more of a “participation award” type, and Hermione and the others also believed that Adele’s safety was more important than passing the trial. So even if Adele didn’t get any rewards, she wouldn’t be blamed.
Hermione naturally agreed to Adele’s request. She had intended to wait outside, but Adele, entering her dormitory, pulled Hermione inside with her. Hermione hadn’t even changed her shoes, and she felt a little self-conscious about walking on the clean floor with her outdoor shoes.

“It’s okay, I’ll… clean it later,” Adele said, a slight hesitation in her voice.
Clearly, Adele herself knew that she wasn’t usually the one responsible for housework! But she quickly changed the subject.
“Ahem, Hermione, just wait for me in the living room.”
As she spoke, Adele went to the kitchen to get some juice and poured Hermione a glass. Then, she went upstairs to her room.

About ten minutes later, Adele came down with a suitcase, having packed her essentials, including a precious wand that was longer than her arm.
Seeing Adele struggling with the suitcase, Hermione immediately went to help, carrying it down from the second floor.
“Thank you, Hermione!”

Hermione shook her head, her silver-blue hair swaying slightly.
In her eyes, serving her woman was a matter of course, a gentlemanly act.
Adele took Hermione’s other arm.

They left the school together and drove towards Hermione’s temporary residence.
The memories of that villa resurfaced in Adele’s mind.
It was truly a unique and precious memory.

At that time, Adele had just transmigrated, she was at her weakest and most helpless.
If it weren’t for Hermione’s gentle…
Adele couldn’t imagine where she would be now, what her status would be.

Perhaps, to protect herself, she would have chosen the path of submission, completely becoming someone else’s toy, a soulless puppet.
But fortunately, Adele had avoided all these bad endings.
And what had helped her achieve all this, tracing back to the root, was Hermione’s care for her at that time.

Thinking of this, Adele looked at Hermione’s face in the rearview mirror, her eyes full of tenderness and affection.
“Sometimes I think…”
“It’s so great that I met Hermione.”

The girl’s sudden confession caught Hermione off guard.
The Ice Queen’s icy facade melted, the blush on her cheeks no different from that of an ordinary girl.
Love words from a lover were the deadliest.

It took Hermione a while, even secretly using ice magic to cool down her flushed face and heated body, before she finally responded, her voice filled with emotion,
“Meeting Adele…”
“Is the luckiest thing in my life.”

………………
In the basement first floor of the villa, the underground parking lot.
Hermione couldn’t wait to take Adele to her room.

She turned off the car’s “ignition.”
But a blue flame ignited in her heart.
The flame flickered, like her eyes, but it still had an incredibly high temperature, as if it could burn everything.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and kissed Adele, who was in the passenger seat, with abandon.
Adele was a little surprised, but she didn’t refuse.
Her eyes gradually became hazy, and as she met Hermione’s gaze, it was as if her gaze completely melted into Hermione’s icy blue eyes.

Adele’s body was so soft and delicate that she quickly leaned against Hermione, as if she had lost all her strength.
The space inside the car was large enough, and Adele’s figure was petite enough.
If the car seat was completely reclined, it could even be used as a simple bed.

But neither Hermione nor Adele thought about that, they just kissed and caressed each other randomly.
In the end, they were both breathless, but neither of them had found the crucial buttons.
Briefly parting their swollen, red lips, Adele looked at Hermione’s slender hands, which were clumsily placed a little below her chest, and chuckled.

Then, she placed her fingers on the back of Hermione’s hand, intertwining their fingers, and then, she personally guided Hermione’s hand, which made Adele blush just by looking at it, slowly upwards.
“Silly~ girl~”
“Buttons… are unbuttoned like this~”

Adele’s fingers were clearly much more nimble than Hermione’s.
But Hermione was a quick learner.
Her hands were so beautiful, her fingers slender and delicate.

It was just that her nails hadn’t been trimmed for a while, and if she used a little too much force, it might hurt.
As she taught Hermione how to unbutton her academy uniform shirt, Adele thought to herself,
I have to trim Hermione’s “wolf claws” later.

In Adele’s mind, Hermione was a wolf.
A lonely, proud wolf from the frozen northern plateau, or the steep and cold mountains, or the desert, the desert with sand as white as snow.
Whatever, it was something like that.

The ancestor of dogs, not easy to tame, but not impossible either.
It just required more effort than taming a dog… to make her familiar and comfortable.
Otherwise, it would be easy to raise a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

But Adele and Hermione had already passed the “taming” stage.
Just by looking at Hermione’s current appearance, one could tell.
She had absolute power, she could easily overpower the girl in front of her.

She could do whatever she wanted to Adele, make her unable to resist.
But the one who didn’t resist, who let Adele manipulate her, was actually Hermione herself.
She was strong and gentle, she couldn’t bear to hurt Adele, so even her claws seemed cute.

One by one, the buttons were undone, revealing Adele’s plain white bra.
Although it didn’t look seductive, it was actually the most alluring type of underwear.
When Adele was trying on underwear, she actually thought about buying one or two more… playful styles…

But later, after comparing them, she found that with her figure, trying to make the underwear look seductive was a bit too much of a stretch.
So the frustrated Adele chose to go in the completely opposite direction, but perhaps a more effective one.
That was “pure”!

The purer, the better.
The purer, the more seductive!
Adele realized that she was suitable for the “pure and seductive” style, and Hermione’s current reaction, her eyes almost popping out, clearly proved that Adele’s choice was correct.

But the girl still pretended to be shy and nervous, asking softly,
“Hermione… do you not like it?”
“You suddenly stopped…”

Adele’s expression was perfect, it would make anyone want to comfort her.
Hermione was stunned, she didn’t know why Adele would ask this.
But seeing Adele’s pitiful expression, Hermione’s heart ached, and she instinctively hugged Adele tighter, nuzzling her face against Adele’s hair.

“No, I…”
She was about to explain, but Adele, seeing her silence, pouted even more pitifully, her voice soft and muffled against Hermione’s chest.
“I’m… so sorry… for letting you see… my poor, small breasts…!”

Hermione suddenly realized that her infatuated gaze had been misinterpreted by Adele as “embarrassed disgust.”
But how could that be!
Adele’s small breasts were incredibly cute.

It was a cuteness that Hermione couldn’t describe, it was like a holy work of art!
So she hurriedly explained, wanting Adele to know her true feelings no matter what.
“Adele! N-no, I like them!”

“I really like them, they’re so beautiful, the one who should feel ashamed… is me!”
“I was just thinking, how lucky am I to be able to monopolize Adele at this moment?”
“I even suspect that this is a beautiful dream.”

“A dream born from my longing for Adele.”
Adele listened silently, then suddenly opened her mouth and gently bit Hermione’s wrist.
It didn’t hurt at all, instead, it was a tingling sensation, warm from the girl’s breath.

“Now… do you still think it’s a dream?”
The girl looked at Hermione with sparkling eyes.
“Of course not, this is my dream come true.”

After saying that, Hermione realized that she couldn’t be so indecisive anymore, giving Adele the opportunity to overthink.
She mustered her courage and placed her hand on the girl’s plain white bra.
Naturally, through the soft fabric, she felt the gentle curves of the girl’s breasts.

The sensation was so wonderful, she couldn’t resist touching them.
As for Adele, she shyly covered her lips, afraid of making any strange sounds.
Actually, she was thinking in her heart – “Heehee, successfully caught an SSR Hermione!”

Well, it was good to let Hermione take advantage of her occasionally, to suffer a small loss herself.
Otherwise, if Hermione kept giving and she only kept taking…
Not to mention whether Hermione would mind, Adele herself would feel guilty.

The two of them were intimate in the spacious underground parking lot for a while.
Originally, Adele was prepared to let Hermione have her way here.
But Hermione was surprisingly romantic, she managed to pull herself away from the passion and forced herself to calm down.

Perhaps she even used magic.
Powerful magic could indeed affect one’s mind.
“Let’s save the best for the night.”

That’s what she said.
But what Hermione was actually worried about was whether doing it all the way here would be too abrupt for Adele.
She understood that the gentle Adele would definitely give in to her desires, trying her best to satisfy Hermione, and hiding her own feelings, good or bad, in her heart.

Adele was such a girl, making people love and cherish her.
So Hermione, even for her own image, didn’t plan to do it to Adele in the underground parking lot, in the car.
Adele didn’t know if she saw through Hermione’s thoughts, but she smiled sweetly and gently, snuggling closer to Hermione.

“Then let’s wait until night… and give myself to Hermione~”
Hearing the girl’s ambiguous and sincere words, Hermione’s heart melted.
Ice melts into water.

Hermione thought that she, who was once a block of ice, had already melted completely because of Adele.
“Hermione~”
Adele continued to call out to the silver-haired girl in a coquettish voice.

“W-what is it?”
Hermione quickly responded.
Adele’s gaze shifted, looking shy.

“It’s nothing, it’s just my clothes and skirt…”
“Could you help me put them back on, please?”
Pink steam almost rose from Hermione’s head, she replied hurriedly, blushing,

“…O-of course!”
Saying that, she reached out, starting with a certain triangular piece of soft fabric…
Helping Adele put on her skirt and buttoning her shirt.

It was so smooth when she took them off.
She hadn’t expected it to be so difficult to put them back on, it took Hermione a lot of time.
It was probably because she was nervous.

And she didn’t want Adele to think that she was taking advantage of her, so Hermione’s movements were very careful.
Finally, Adele was properly dressed again.
Hermione opened the car door, got out of the car first, and then, like a loyal knight, helped her little princess out of the car, allowing Adele to land steadily on the ground.

From the elevator in the underground parking lot directly to the inside of the villa, there were maids waiting outside the elevator, lined up in two rows to welcome them.
“Welcome home, Miss Hermione, Miss Adele.”
Adele was a little surprised, this was her first time encountering such a scene.

But after the surprise, it was sweetness and joy.
She didn’t expect Hermione to arrange such a welcoming ceremony.
And the maids addressed her and Hermione equally…

This should be Hermione’s intention.
She wanted Adele to know that Adele had already become a member of her family.
Even more noble than that.

It should be said that Adele now had the same status as Hermione in this villa, she was the mistress of the house.
Realizing this, Adele was quite flattered.
Hermione took it for granted.

As for her family behind her, they were also helpless about this.
Their heir not only played the submissive role outside, but also gave that poor girl the status of mistress of the house.
Which wealthy family could tolerate this?

But despite saying that, as Adele’s presence in the vampire race continued to rise, her fame growing, and hearing that Princess Dorothy was also interested in this girl…
Gradually, Hermione’s family gave up on the idea of interfering in their relationship and decided to observe further.
This “Blood Trial” was a perfect opportunity.

And like Hermione’s family, there were quite a few vampires who wanted to know more about Adele.
Adele probably never thought that she, a student who hadn’t even graduated yet, could attract the attention of so many people.
So this trip to the vampire capital might not be as easy as she had imagined.

Fortunately, Adele had a “live for the moment” kind of personality.
And future troubles wouldn’t disappear just because she worried about them.
If she kept thinking about them, and nothing changed in the end, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

Adele was always very clear about this.
So the optimistic girl indulged in Hermione’s love and “forgot all her worries.”