"Oh, hey. You are Logan right?" After the last class concluded soone called out to him, and Logan turned to the source of the voice.
It was a pink-haired girl standing there with a bright smile on her face. Her hair was tied in twin tails—providing a young and refreshing vibe to the girl.
"Yeah?" Logan, a bit confused, answered.
"I have seen your practical assessnt. You were great. To think that soone of my age could push the test subjects to third degree...really amazing." The girl clasped her hand in front of her chest like she was praying as she hurriedly voiced those words.
Logan was a bit taken aback by all the praises as he said, "Well there was soone who pushed it to the fourth degree as well." In embarrassnt, Logan reminded the girl that he wasn't the best one present in the first year.
The pink head blinked in surprise before her body jolted, "Ah! You must be talking about Your Highness, Princess Alatia!" The girl looked behind Logan before tilting her head, "But where did she go?"
Logan also blinked in surprise before turning towards his back—and indeed, the seat beside him was empty.
'She was here just now....' Logan was sure that he never sensed her movents—which ant she had left in a hurry.
"Ah!" Suddenly Logan exclaid as he realised what could have been the reason for Alatia's rush.
"Ehhh?" Seeing Logan jumping over the desk and rushing toward the entrance, the pinkhead cried in surprise.
"See ya!"
Logan dashed out of the class and made his way toward the bulletin board situated at the front of the academic building.
If he rembers correctly then the results of the Servant assessnt would have been posted by now.
Once he reached there he found Alatia also had just arrived—given she couldn't run in the lobby, unlike Logan.
There were mainly the servants who were gathered around to see their results. So of their masters were also accompanying them.
Logan looked around and found the girl with silver hair who fought in the first round was also looking at the board with a frown on her face.
"Elera~" Soone walked past Logan and called out for the silver-haired maiden.
It was the pinkhead who called out for Logan back in the class.
Logan looked around a little more but didn't find Kyle anywhere.
'It can't be that he already saw?' Given the results were posted just a minute ago, since the teacher who clipped the results was still in Logan's vision, then it ans Kyle hasn't even co to see the results.
And once Logan's eyes landed on the na of the top-ranked candidate, he knew why Kyle never appeared,
'He is one confident bastard eh....'
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Alatia didn't linger near the bulletin board for long and made her way back to the living quarters.
She knew Kyle would end up at the first rank but still witnessing his na there made her feel quite proud and elated. Like a parent, she wanted to pat his head now.
Fortunately, no one interrupted her before she walked inside the small cabin given for Kyle to stay.
Inside, the flavorful sll of curry was wafting. Alatia paused for a mont before she headed towards the kitchen—which was the largest part of the house.
There Kyle stood with two buttons of his shirt undone and the outline of his chiseled chest in exposure. His sleeves were folded to reveal his thick forearms and the way he had ssily kept his platinum hair made her fall into a daze.
'....why can't he stop looking so handso?' Alatia couldn't help but feel herself falling into an endless stupor. The only thing she desired at the mont was to stare at the hot man in front of her.
"That's quite embarrassing, you know. Being stared and all..." His voice shook her out of her reverie before Alatia realized how unladylike she had acted just now.
She made her way toward the kitchen once she corrected her expression.
"*Ahem* You should dress more moderately if you are uncomfortable to be stared at." Despite her embarrassnt, she wanted him. Although she was guilty, it doesn't an this won't happen again if he shows his delicious side in the future.
Kyle checked himself out and found nothing out of the ordinary except for his ssy hair. He shrugged and continued to cook.
Alatia took a blueberry from the basket before taking a small bird bite of it. Leaning on the kitchen station, she said, "I have heard that girls like those boys who can cook and defend their partner. Are you trying to court soone by showing off those skills?"
Kyle chuckled and took the half-bitten blueberry from her, "What do you think? Do you feel impressed?" He finished the berry in one go, before continuing to cook.
"Wooing your mistress...hmm~that's not sothing a servant should ever think of."
Kyle played along, "But I dare to pursue my lady....say, what should be my punishnt?"
Alatia advanced toward him and Kyle also turned to look at his lady who was quite in a playful mood.
Alatia held his collar before pulling the guy towards herself.
Their lips were inches apart and their eyes remained locked on each other.
The breath of fresh mint washed over her face and his manly scent elevated her temperature.
For so reason, his whole being seed quite tempting to her.
"My berry was stolen." She whispered.
Kyle nodded and out of nowhere, he had a blueberry in the hold of his index finger and thumb.
As he placed it near her lips, Alatia whispered, "Only half was stolen."
Kyle smirked before placing the berry between his lips and allowing his lady to savor the other half.
Alatia's lips devoured the other half, and their lips brushed slightly against each other.
Kyle looked at those alluring violet eyes of the girl he was reluctant to love but failed miserably.
The tension in the atmosphere increased as they stood motionlessly for so seconds before Kyle lost his patience and gave in to the temptation.
"Mm~fufu~" She giggled slightly as Kyle advanced forward and attacked her lips.
She embraced his neck and stood on her toes.
Kyle encircled his hand around her waist and supported his girl.
The world outside ceased to exist; there was only the two of them, lost in each other. Alatia's hands traveled up to Kyle's hair, tangling in the soft strands, pulling him even closer as if she could never get enough.
Kyle broke the kiss for a fraction of a second, his breath mingling with hers as he whispered her na, a husky plea that sent shivers down her spine.
"Nghh~" Alatia's response was a soft moan, her lips seeking his again with a renewed fervor. They kissed with a fierce intensity, a desperate passion that seed to burn brighter with each passing second.
Finally, after three whole minutes, Kyle let go of his greed and parted his lips from Alatia's.
Their breathing was ragged and intense. The color of her lips has turned faintly red—a testant to the passion they carry for each other.
Kyle supported his lady in his arms since he could feel she had lost all her strength in her lower body.
They stood under the warm light of the kitchen for a good minute before Alatia whispered, "....that was your punishnt...and reward. Congratulations."
Kyle surely wanted more, but considering their current stance, he held back and whispered, "Thanks. "
This surely was a great motivation for him to keep doing good.
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A/N:- Umm...sohow it felt l
ike I was writing an 18 scene. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter.
(Should I put a warning next ti?)
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