In that instant—barely even a flicker in ti, no more than a few milliseconds—Kouhei’s eyes caught every detail of her body, imprinting it into his mind like a snapshot burned into his vision.
Her chest wasn’t massive, but there was sothing about it—the way it was shaped, the subtle weight it carried—that made it more than enough to hold his attention. They were firm, with a healthy bounce to them, the kind that spoke of natural beauty rather than exaggeration. It was almost the sa kind of firmness Hina had, but with her own unique charm.
Then his gaze inevitably trailed downward—her thighs and hips were clearly well-developed, sculpted in a way that made them stand out without being overbearing. She had that perfect middle ground; not overly slim and stiff like Aria’s fra, yet not as full and fleshy as Nagisa’s either. There was still that soft, inviting layer of flesh on her bones—enough to hint at warmth and comfort if touched.
And her ass... bigger than he’d expected. Full, round, and perfectly proportioned to her figure. All of it frad by skin that seed almost unfairly flawless. Combined with her face, there was no denying it—she was stunning.
Kozue turned toward him, and the second her eyes landed on him, her whole body jolted.
"W-Wha...?" she stamred, her voice caught between confusion and outrage. Her cheeks flushed red, her mouth trembling before she managed to spit it out. "W-What are you doing here, you perverttttt!!!"
"Ah—!"
He didn’t even get the chance to explain. Sothing ca flying straight at him—fast enough that instinct scread at him to dodge. But dodging felt like it would just make him look more guilty, like he was running from the cri, so he stood there and let it smack him dead-on, right across the nose.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha~!!!"
Nagisa was practically doubled over, her laughter echoing through the room like a taunt. She was giggling so hard she could barely stay still, one foot lifting after the other as she clutched her stomach like she might actually collapse from laughing too much.
"You’re making fun of , Nagisa-san," Kouhei said, his tone sowhere between deadpan and annoyed.
"W-Well, I an—co on! I didn’t expect you’d just walk into a bathroom when soone was clearly in the middle of a bath." She could barely get the words out between bursts of laughter. "I thought maybe sothing serious happened to you because your nose was bleeding, but nope... turns out you just got yourself a nice little peek at Kozue’s body."
The mory of Kozue’s face flashed in his mind. She’d been fuming—completely red, but definitely not from embarrassnt alone.
"You’re the worst! I’ve never shown my body to anyone, and you just barged in like that! You really are the worst!"
Hearing her call him the worst again and again like that... yeah, it did sting a little, even if he knew it wasn’t intentional.
"Even though you’re the faction leader now, it looks like you still don’t have the power to get a free peek, huh?" Nagisa teased, her grin wicked.
"It’s not like I’m going to ask for a free peek or anything like that," Kouhei replied flatly.
"Is that so? Well, if you asked , I’d gladly strip for you," she said, her lips curling into a seductive smirk. "But Yuuna said I’m off limits from having sex with you, so I’ll hold off for now. Still... expect a good fucking when it does happen, Kou-kun~" She punctuated it with a slow, deliberate wink.
Kouhei could only give her a wry smile. He had no idea why Yuuna had decided Nagisa was off limits, but if she said so, he wasn’t about to go against it.
As the thought passed, sothing else occurred to him.
"Hm? Yuuna-san and the others seem to be gone. Where are they?" he asked.
"They went to see Kyouka," Nagisa answered. "They said they’d be back tonight. What, were you planning to fuck her or sothing? I’m betting she’ll be ho late, so while they’re gone, why don’t I pick up the slack instead? Of course, since I promised Yuuna I wouldn’t have sex with you, I’d only do intercrural and fellatio."
Her tone was casual, but the suggestion was dripping with temptation. Still... Kouhei shook his head.
"Sorry, Nagisa-san. I’d rather be alone for now and sleep. Guess I’m a bit tired," he said, his voice soft but sincere.
"Alright then," Nagisa replied, her own smile llowing. She could see it—he really was tired.
He’d been chasing any possible lead on Yui, but found nothing. Having her around would have been a huge advantage, especially with her direct connection to heaven.
What if I use that...?
But the more he thought about it, the more it felt impossible. He didn’t know how to even begin, and while he did have fallen angel powers, he doubted he could replicate whatever Yui had done.
Still... trying wouldn’t hurt.
Lying down on his bed, he closed his eyes and focused, trying to call up that sa feeling. If he could just push it into existence...
But sowhere along the line, his thoughts blurred, and before anything took shape, sleep claid him.
Kouhei woke to the sensation of warmth pressing into him—soft but with just the right amount of firmness to it.
Turning his head, he found Aria there beside him, sleeping peacefully. She must have slipped in during the night and joined him without him noticing.
He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before sliding out of bed, heading for the shower to get ready for the day ahead.
When he glanced out the window afterward, the morning light painted everything in such calm brightness that, for a second, it felt like nothing was wrong. Almost like he wasn’t in the middle of a war against angels and the heavenside.
Stepping out of his room after his bath, he nearly walked right into soone.
Amiya Kyouka.
He was bare from the waist up, no shirt covering him. Not that he was trying to show off—this was just normal for him. Walking around like this had beco a habit over ti.
Seeing her here caught him a little off guard.
"Looks like you’ve just woken up," Kyouka said, her lips forming a faint smile.
Thankfully, she didn’t seem at all bothered.
"Uh... I’m just going back to my room to grab my clothes..." Kouhei said.
"Alright," she replied smoothly.
It made sense that she wasn’t fazed. Despite looking like she was in her early twenties, Kyouka had lived for more than a thousand years. She’d fought in countless wars between hell and heaven—seeing a naked man was probably the least shocking thing she’d ever experienced.
But the mont Kouhei stepped back into his room, her body gave out. Her knees hit the floor, her composure cracking in an instant.
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