The marblestone wall seed to close in as l struggled to walk; her waist was now wrapped by an arm.
She gulped down a nervous pant; Maria’s hot breath tickled the side of her neck.
Pursing her lips, she opened the door.
Thus, the Swordmaster was revealed; her robes were replaced by the usual academy uniform, with her usual ornantal sword dangling at the waist.
Yet a small bandage stuck to her cheek and wrapped around her leg; remnants of wounds left with her ’spar’ with Wrath.
"Calina?"
With a worried frown, l asked. "Are you okay?"
Calina’s brows raised, surprised.
"That’s..."
Shaken by her words, the Swordmaster blushed before coughing twice to calm herself.
"Thanks," Calina said, hanging her head with a conflicted expression. "You might be the first not to taunt or lecture about the wounds."
"Calina..."
l’s look softened, then imdiately lted when-
"Hic-"
She folded a hand over her lips, cheeks heating up as she shot a ’whiny’ glance beside her.
Her partner, her chin leaning on l’s bare shoulder, just blew hot air into her neck.
"What’s wrong?"
Sensing a disturbance, Calina gazed confusedly beside l.
Nothing there, yet her intuition told otherwise, almost breaking through the Saintess’s Illusion that utilized manipulation.
l took a deep breath, praying that the protagonist’s intuition wouldn’t suddenly sharpen.
"It’s nothing..."
With Maria’s hand sliding up on her waist, l wriggled as she held back a gasp.
"Just that I suddenly realised it has been a week since I attended school, it’s all!"
l’s face bead with cheerfulness, but Calina only raised a suspicious brow at her blush.
"Sure." The Swordmaster nodded. "Anyways, I’ve a ssage from the Student Council."
"Student Council?" l tilted her head. "What’s wrong?"
"Just a request to et, the President asked."
Calina shrugged and began to turn around. "That’s all from . I’ll go now."
"Mm..."
l’s face fell; a flicker of disappointnt crossed her face as she muttered. "Alright..."
"What...?"
To l’s dismay—and secret celebration—Calina’s intuition sharpened as she frowned and shifted back, her gaze locking with l’s.
With her usual flat voice, Calina asked. "You’ve been acting weird so far. Do you need so help?"
"I..."
l shook her head. "No need...."
Her voice trailed off as Maria raised her head over l’s ear.
"Really?" Calina tapped her chin, contemplating. "You can’t be having a sickness, can you?"
She paused a little before frowning. "What have you gone for this week?"
"I..."
As Maria’s teeth nibbled on her earlobe, l’s voice trailed off as she bit back a yelp.
"I just look sick because I’m too happy seeing you, Calina..."
"...yeah." Calina squinted. "I don’t buy it."
"Heh- heh heh..."
Panting out a chuckle, l felt her legs squirm a little as Maria’s tongue moved into her ear.
"Hm." Calina once again glanced beside l, then back at her. "For now, want to carry you to the infirmary?"
"No... need..."
Her thighs clenched together, skirt folding as she gathered all her strength and will for the response.
Maria’s other hand intruded between her thighs, its fingers dancing before prying them open with a firm but gentle strength.
"It’s just that I’m a little tired. That’s all..."
Calina froze at l’s whisper; her eyes flicking at a particular spot.
Was it her illusion? Or was l’s skirt oddly dented? As if a hand was placed over it?
In disbelief, Calina scratched her cheek awkwardly; her deadpan gaze now shifting aside.
"I see..."
For so reason, the Swordmaster was unwilling to find the answer.
Worse, a fla was doused from within as she scanned l again.
Though subtle, l’s figure constantly ’squird’; her cheeks now tomato red with her begging eyes bordering tears, as if not to ask for her current predicant.
And now, sothing briefly tugged the strap of l’s sumr dress aside before a dent appeared again on her chest.
"Hic..."
Calina gulped as l closed her eyes; the pitiful innocence was now stained by sothing she couldn’t perceive.
A flaring protectiveness stirred within her heart as her hand gripped into a fist.
And yet, Calina feared asking ’what bothered l’ would awaken sothing strange within her, so naturally-
She turned on her heels and strode away. "See you next ti in the lecture."
As the back of Calina disappeared from l’s sight, followed by a click on the door, l moaned as she felt a squeeze again.
The Saintess smiled before drawing her palm back from inside l.
She leaned further in, her chest burrowing into the crook of l’s arm before whispering into her ear.
"Calina wouldn’t forget this sight for the rest of the following days."
l’s eyes widened, embarrassnt flooding her senses as tears of humiliation rolled down her cheek.
"Favourability shall increase from thirteen to seventeen."
"Partner..."
l pouted as Maria chuckled and swiped the tears off.
"What’s wrong?"
"You know..."
Quickly shutting the door and recasting the spell, l leaned onto it, her body finally free from Maria’s teasing.
"anie," l grumbled, glancing away. "Dummy Maria... Perverted Maria..."
"Oh? Playing rebellious now, aren’t we?"
Maria cupped l’s cheek before tilting her head to face a look of complaint.
Her eyes smiled. "How about we do this so other ti? You were having fun as well."
"That’s..."
l’s fingers fidgeted against each other, hesitant. "I... I...well, I’m actually not sure this ti."
"l."
Sighing, Maria slid her finger over l’s cheek before hooking her ear; a gesture of tender dominance.
"You’re the Witch of Lust, are you not? Then no one would bla you for acting as such."
"Mm. Well, don’t get wrong!"
With a heavy nod, l raised her head in defiance. "I enjoyed it, but I don’t want to make others uncomfortable all the ti!"
That’s a complete lie; she had no problems doing it, but l was afraid she would be addicted to it!
"Ah, but what about the Witchhunter then?"
"Oh. Then I guess it’s fine."
l’s brows furrowed together; forget her worry then! She had no sha in venting her (unjustified) rage to the would-be killer of her lover!
That was once again a lie; l’s eyes slightly watered at the prospect of involving the still innocent Calina into her play.
Hm, maybe she was not the good girl she thought - though, she was never one to begin with.
Maria only held back a laugh at l’s contemplative look; as expected, l was perpetually torn between her love for others and her own lust.
"Sure then."
Maria’s smile blood cheerfully. As expected, l and Calina never got along properly.
"Let’s go to the Student Council Room now."
"Eh?" l’s defiant look fell. "You’re going too?"
"Of course."
Maria winked at l; her index finger tapping her lips, which curved into a mischievous grin.
"I’ve our little... agreent that we’ve discussed."
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