The Real Life Goddess

Andonara's face was still red after she left the secret chamber.

All the journals on the shelf were about sex.

Although Andonara was quite open-minded in bed, she could be quite shy outside of it.

In particular, she hadn't been through the same things in reality as in her dreams, which always felt like illusions.

They sat back at the table, and Andonara said helplessly, "Why did you keep a record of those things instead of what really mattered?"

"Those things are what I use to take care of my needs," said Stephanie matter-of-factly. "I'm a normal woman. How could I have endured five years without mental food?"

Andonara shrugged, not entirely convinced.

Different professionals had different resolutions, but they were generally more determined than ordinary people.

Stephanie was an Elite; it shouldn't be a problem for her to hold back her urges.