I Want to Overstep My Bounds

I quietly looked down at Elisia’s shadowed expression and the hands she was desperately trying to hide.

Her hands were usually hidden by gloves, so they were hard to see.

But now, as she rolled up her sleeves to wipe the dishes, the insides of her palms were exposed...

They were covered in terrible burn scars, rough and grotesquely calloused.

Right now, Elisia...

was afraid her rough skin might leave even the tiniest scratch on Yappi, nestled inside Kara’s belly.

Even though she could now control the power’s activation itself...

The trauma of that searing power, which had once nearly hurt even her, still had a brutal grip on Elisia’s subconscious.

‘Haa.’

I swallowed a sigh...