"Mm~"

"Ah... stop, stop,"
"Haha, hahahaha! No, don’t pinch..."

"Wait, where is that?!"
"Both sides at once?! No way! Stop it, I can't take it!"

"It tickles!"
"Stop!! Stop right now!!"

...

As those intangible hands and small lips continued their relentless attack...

The pale rose in the dream began to protest incessantly.
But her protests seemed utterly useless—soon, the Earth... Goddess found herself drowning in an indescribable tingling sensation, an involuntary moan escaping her lips. The soft, melodious sound echoed through the illusory space. Exorcising demons? That was merely an excuse.