958 Battle Art

After half a day of… excitement, Mira and Maria lay on the bed covered in a thin layer of sweat. Both had pleased, content smiles on their faces as the latter snuggled up against Mira's side.

She had wrapped her tails around them like a protective blanket while Maria drew small circles on Mira's chest. 

"...You were pretty intense this time around." 

"..." Mira's expression remained as impassive as ever, but Maria could read the hidden meaning behind her eyes.

'As if you didn't like it.' Was what she was saying.

Maria chuckled playfully, "I even went in with a plan, yet it still turned out like this."

"..."

"Well, that's okay. I'm more than satisfied with beating you once. It'd be greedy of me to want more."

Mira's jaws clenched, but she remained silent. 

'...A loss… is a loss…'