Soft

I woke up in the lap of a woman who was previously on the ice, and she was looking at me while stroking her hair to the side. Although still confused, one thing I knew.

"Ah... I made the goddess Freya give me her thigh pad; how long was I asleep?"

"Just a few minutes, so it doesn't matter if Zack sleeps a little longer."

"I'm lucky to have this happiness, and it's so comfortable."

"If Olivia hears that, she'll be furious."

"She's just soft on the chest."

Freya seemed to hold back her laughter while the person I was referring to was sleeping with her mouth agape with Vivian. Geez, doesn't this goddess not look like a goddess? She's more like an ordinary girl.

"Do you have any questions? I'm so grateful to you that even if I have to answer all your questions, it's still not enough."

"I'm not doing good to get something in return, so don't worry about it," I retorted.