The sky is floating with fine dots of light snow.

Looking up at the darkening sky, I exhaled condensed water mist.

I am still wearing a dress, the arms of the long sleeves wrapped, below the white tender legs exposed to the cold air, however, I do not feel uncomfortable. I feel cold but I does not shiver.

The adaptability of this body is really strong to pervert.

I think it's the equivalent of Christmas time on Earth.

I didn't really remember the date. I've been in this world for so long. But I haven't thought any day is special, and the demon kingdom seems to have few holidays.

On Earth I am the southerner. I was living in the south before coming to this world, so I never saw snow before.

The snow was like a floating bubble, and was not as grand as that said by the legend.

After looking at it, I stopped feeling curious about the snow.

I turned around and knocked on the master's door.

"Come in."

Themaster's voice was not very loud. I think she also knew it was me, or she would not have responded to me in such a low voice. After all, my ear sensitivity is far beyond the level of the average person.

When I entered the room, the master was not working. She was leaning on the sofa as if she was thinking about things.

In these days of rest and recuperation in Hivis City, everything is ready. Now the master just needs to give the order to attack the northeast of the city of Dram. So now the master is free to rest in the room.

Walking up to the master, the master also came back from the state of thinking and turned her head to look at me.

"What's the matter?"

Actually, I didn't have anything to do. I just wanted to come and see my master because I was a little bored being alone in my room.

More than a month had passed since the master didn't read my mind.

I began to miss the days when my master answered any questions I had in my mind.

I just wanted to come and see my master without thinking about what to talk about.

I looked down at the floor in front of my master, biting my lower lip and racking my brain for an opening phrase.

My master was waiting patiently for my answer, and her eyes locked on me the whole time.

Sure enough it is troublesome for the master not to read my mind. If the master knew what I was thinking inside I wouldn't have to work so hard to find a topic.

Finally I shook my head helplessly.

"It's nothing. I just ... want to come and see the master."

The master heard it and just smiled.

"Sit down."

"Hmm."

With several previous experiences of the master allowing me to sit down, I no longer try to test the master's expression. So I pull away the chair under the table in front of the master reassuringly and sit down in a good manner.

My dress and my master’s dress are two different seasonal outfits.

The master crossed her legs. Under the luxurious long skirt it slightly revealed the master's white boots, twisted intricate pattern along the skirt winding to the master's slender waist. Looking upwards, there is smiling face under the long dark red hair, and a few strands of red hair over the eyebrows, revealing the deep red pupils.

If I stare at the master for a long time, I could not help but blush.

This is a previous experience, so I dare not to look at my master for long.

Compared to the master's cold and noble, I emit an aura that is almost like a schoolboy-like childishness.

Why didn’t I find the master so good-looking before?

Before I just thought the master was so beautiful, and not as fascinated by the master's face now.

Although I lower my head now, I still look at the master secretly from to time.

"Is it nice?"

The last to break the quiet was the master. The master said with a smile in a slightly flirtatious tone.

However, I blushed again, chagrined and deeply lowered my head. I do not know why I could not control my gaze.

"Good looking..."

I replied in a very low voice.

"No need to be so nervous. Relax."

"Ah...yes."

I took a deep breath, and calmed down.

"Usually if there's nothing to do, you can come here to sit down. It's okay, and I don't mind. Of course, it's okay if you don't have anything to say, as long as you don't feel uncomfortable."

The master's voice is not as indifferent as it usually is when she speaks to the officials and soldiers outside. She speaks to me more and more intimately.

After I was completely relaxed, what I wanted to talk about naturally emerged from the bottom of my heart.

There had been countless questions in my heart, many of which were difficult to say, fearing that the answers I received would shatter my hopes.

"... In the eyes of the master...I am now"

I did not dare to gaze at the master, a little unsure in my heart.

"In my master's eyes...am I still considered a slave? Or is it keeping me as a pet? Or is it like I said before."

"How do you think you would be more comfortable?"

Looking up at my master, the master continued before I could think of an answer.

"You can do whatever you like. You're already very good now. It's okay to be a bit capricious. What you need to do is still just to obey me. It is my only request to you."

"Really?"

If it's so simple, I can ask a little more tenderness from master. It’s not a problem for me to obey my master.

I'm just worried that my master will dislike me and will complain about me.

After all, I have always stayed by my master's side in a lowly slave-like position. All of a sudden my master said I could be capricious, so inner inferiority made me inevitably be a little surprised by it.