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Since her princess was going to be busy handling Michelle's case, and she was pretty much free, Dixie decided that she might as well go see what her three friends were up to these days.
After all, they couldn't just be training all day, right? Those three were about as undisciplined as the worst of hooligans and thugs, they'd definitely be up to some mischief, one way or another.
To say that the three of them were expecting Dixie would be a lie.
"E-Eh, Dixie?!"
Not to mention now, when 99% of the girl's mind seemed to focus on taking care of her princess, and 1% on pleasing her princess, even when Dixie had been a normal girl, it had always been them who initiated any meetups, and never Dixie herself.
"Today really is full of surprises, huh?"
First, they caught their trainer carrying off a probably underage girl to bed. And now, their ever-reclusive friend was finally coming out of her shell?
Dixie narrowed her eyes. "Hmm? What does that mean? Have you girls been causing trouble?"
"Ah, no no, of course not!"
Although this 'training camp' was kept exclusively for Justine to use to train these three, there were still a few people taking care of miscellaneous things. It wasn't inconceivable for them to find a man, though he'd probably be an already-married, middle-aged one.
With her friend's 'standards'… Dixie didn't dare say they wouldn't chase after him.
"Don't tell me Lara is chasing after some boy here as well, and the two of you are 'assisting' her as always?"
Obviously, the knight didn't believe them at all, and continued her interrogation until they finally admitted what they were referring to earlier.
"S-So, trainer Justine…"
"Brought back a girl…"
"It looked like the two of them were making out…"
"And she took the girl to her bedroom…"
"To fuck viciously!"
"Language, Lara!"
"Sheesh, alright. Well, it's none of our concern anyway, right?"
Understanding what the three of them were talking about wasn't difficult for Dixie, even when they mishmash it like this. The filters that needed to be applied were always the same, after all.
Emma would always downplay everything, so anything she told would be worse by at least half. And Lara would always exaggerate it instead, so whatever she mentioned could be toned down by at least fifty percent.
Jenna was the easiest, no filters needed.
After applying all three filters, an accurate account of what the three went through could be obtained.
This was the trick that Dixie had always used whenever the three of them managed to confuse her, and this time was the same.
Dixie's mind blanked for a moment as she processed their words. "Hm… a young-looking girl, probably around our age… wait a minute… it couldn't be?!"
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Meanwhile, back in Justine's bedroom, Emilia was just about to dive back into their furious make-out session, but was stopped by Justine's palm once again, causing her to almost scream in frustration. "I swear if you still dare to deny me—!"
Justine shook her head nervously. "N-No, I mean, I-I will never deny you. I'm glad you gave me your consent, and I'll happily do it, don't misunderstand! But, just asking… wouldn't you rather do it with someone your age?"
'This police lady… is really looking for a beating!'
Emilia sighed. She knew that the anger and frustration she was feeling was, for the most part, not Justine's fault. "Listen, I'll only say this once, but the girls 'my age' have already denied me so many times that I'm starting to feel insecure! Right now I'm so fucking horny that if even you say 'no'... I'll go make love to a tree or a pole! Understand?"
Justine hurriedly nodded. Although she was sure that, if Emilia wanted, she could have a line stretching for miles waiting to audition to be her lover, that didn't mean there didn't exist people who won't find her appealing as a lover.
After all, if her actions made it clear that she was a very 'passionate' bisexual at least, her latter words confirmed that she definitely preferred girls. And if these girls were truly straight as steel rods, it was possible that even Emilia wouldn't be enough to sway their will.
As for herself… Justine knew very well that even if she met someone like Emilia in a club, and the girl asked her out… she would say 'yes' in a heartbeat.
Emilia's young appearance might pose a bit of an issue, but the girl already told her she was old enough. Maybe she just had a few facts wrong about her employer.
After all, Justine's memory wasn't perfect. Recalling that the White family parents should be in their fifties, and their eldest daughter in her late twenties, Emilia should be around eighteen, right?
Since the girl had been homeschooled for most of her life… it made sense.
Convincing herself so, Justine let go of all her inhibitions, and dived in to taste Emilia's tantalizingly inviting tongue once again.
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The moment her friends confirmed that they weren't quite sure who the girl was, Dixie had a bad feeling, and rushed towards Justine's room immediately.
Hadn't Justine done a lot of 'meritorious' deeds recently?
And where was her princess?!
Assuming that she was done handling Michelle's case, it was very likely that she would go to praise or reward Justine next, and if it was her princess who had been dragged to bed by that idiot…
Dixie didn't dare imagine it at all.
Justine may not be as dumb and horny as Koko, but in her opinion, she was only marginally better. In fact, once Koko grew up, Dixie could imagine that it would be hard to tell which one of them was worse.
When she finally reached the 'trainer's bedroom', with her heart beating like a drum and forehead covered in sweat, Dixie kicked the door open without a second thought.
It slammed all the way to the other side with a sonorous bang. Even if it had been locked, which it wasn't, it was likely that the lock would have been broken.
"EMILY!"
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~ To be continued ~
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