The next morning.
The sun rose lazily over the Bramble Region.
It painted the sky orange-gold.
Outside rlin’s cottage.
Three horses were already saddled and waiting.
Lancelot, Vivianne, and Thorin sat mounted.
They looked like a mismatched trio from three different gas entirely.
In his new adventurer’s gear, Lancelot looked at the bright sky with a heroic smile.
"Ah... the sun’s perfect today!"
He grinned so wide his teeth almost glimred.
"We should move now before the sun gets tired."
Thorin let out a deep, soul-weary sigh.
"I had plans with wife today..."
He grumbled like a little child.
"Sohow, rlin still found a way to ruin that."
Vivianne’s half-lidded crimson eyes shifted slightly toward the dwarf in her usual dull look.
"But exploring ancient tombs is really fun though."
With how dull she sounded you’d think it was boring.
Thorin stared at her.
"Fun for rlin and Lancelot maybe."
The dwarf leaned on his mountain-pony’s crest.
"You? You only go along with it because you do whatever rlin wants."
Vivianne slowly yawned. Quietly. Sleepily.
Then, in the driest voice imaginable—
"That’s because rlin’s the best..."
Her tone was so dead it could be mistaken for sarcasm.
But both n nodded with a tender smile.
Because they knew she ant it with her whole soul.
･･･
anwhile... inside rlin’s room.
rlin sat on her bed.
In nothing but her underwear.
Her long black hair spilled around her like a soft curtain as she held her face in both hands.
And her brain was a disaster.
All she could think about was last night.
Nero’s lips.
His hands on her body.
The heat running through her like liquid lightning.
His massive girth.
"Uuuugh..."
She groaned agonizingly.
"I peed myself in front of him..."
She folded forward until her forehead hit her knees.
"Why did I let myself do that...?"
She banged her forehead against her knees.
Then did it again, and again.
"What if I ruined everything with him...?"
Her precious student.
Her cute, reliable, hopelessly flustered student.
"Does he think I’m a perv... or desperate... or—"
CREAK.
The door opened slightly.
"rlin?"
His voice.
His actual real-life warm male voice.
Her heart instantly shot up to her throat so fast she nearly choked on it.
A blue panel appeared in Nero’s vision.
[ⓘ EMOTION DETECTED]
‣ rlin is experiencing extre panic (93%)
Nero peeked in calmly.
She looked perfectly fine though.
"Are you... doing okay?" he asked gently.
He glanced around her utterly chaotic room.
The unmade bed.
The clothes on the floor.
Random vials. Books. Broken magic artifacts.
A hat sitting on a pillow for so reason.
"You... don’t look ready to leave..."
Still sitting on the bed half-naked, stared back at him like a stray cat caught stealing food.
Wide eyes. Mouth slightly open. Zero thoughts.
Right now, her brain was only static.
『...』
She tried to open her small mouth to say sothing.
But her thin luscious lips only parted, nothing more.
『HE’S HERE! HE’S HERE! HE’S HERE—』
Inside her mind, she imagined herself running in frantic circles as she waved her arms like an idiot.
But outwardly—
"Oh— I’m doing absolutely fine, dear."
She smiled.
A smooth, calm, elegant, charming smile.
The kind only a liar with high charisma could pull off.
Another system window opened beside Nero’s head.
[ⓘ Emotion Scan Successful!]
‣ rlin is in Virgin Crisis Mode
Nero suppressed a laugh.
『Wow... she’s usually so nonchalant. And then last night she panicked more than ... How is she acting like she’s the only one who almost lost their virginity. She overreacted more than , and I can’t even talk to pretty won...』
Sweat rolled down his temples.
『Besides, I think my body interpreted her vomiting all over my junk as so sort of rejection... I haven’t had bad dreams of getting bullied since I started living with rlin. But after we almost did it... I had one. I woke up this morning and well uh... it wasn’t standing for so reason.』
He chuckled miserably.
To rlin, it sounded like a soft, amused sound.
For so reason?
Her beautiful eyes narrowed.
"What’s funny, you big-dick son of a bitch?"
Nero blinked. "H-, Huh?"
She instantly flushed with sha.
Ugh.
Why did she say that out loud?
It sounded so immature.
She shot up from the bed in a panic and started cleaning her room, bending over as she picked up scrolls and all kinds of dirty clothes she always left laying around.
Her soft, round ass cheeks were practically pouring out of her panties... the fabric swallowed deep between her cheeks like it had given up resisting.
If she bent a little more you’d surely hear a rip!
Nero cleared his throat.
"Uh... maybe be a little conscious of your appearance when you bend like that..."
He said it with a smug little smile.
rlin froze.
Her entire face went bright red.
For the first ti in her life—
rlin felt genuinely shy.
This was the sa woman who could drink beer in her front yard wearing only underwear.
『WHAT IS HAPPENING TO —!?』
She grabbed a bright blue potion, sprinkled a glowing herb into it, and stirred violently.
It began foaming and emitting smoke.
Nero watched her.
"If you add a Starleaf Root to a Thunderwater Base Potion like that, it’ll turn into an explosive—"
She threw it at him with a furious face.
"W-, WAIT—!"
Nero did NOT wait.
He slamd the door shut and bolted out of the cottage like his life depended on it.
･･･
Outside
Nero burst out panting like he’d just battled a boss.
Lancelot and Vivianne blinked.
Thorin paused mid-axe-sharpen.
"What happened to you?"
The dwarf asked as he squinted.
Nero put his hands on his knees.
"You three... should probably cover your ears..."
Vivianne tilted her head.
"Idiot."
Lancelot lifted a brow. "Are you okay, comrade?"
But half a minute passed.
No explosion.
Nero slowly straightened.
Then slapped his forehead.
"Oh. That wasn’t Thunderwater Base. That was—"
[ⓘ Item Identified!]
‣ The blue potion was a Soothing Skin Redy.
‣ When applied on skin it makes it softer, smoother, and slightly shiny.
He groaned.
"She got ."
･･･
Back inside the room
rlin now stood in front of her mirror.
Wearing her tight, elegant purple dress that hugged her waist perfectly.
Her cleavage looked divine.
It was shooting out in such a provocative way.
Just the way she liked it.
She adjusted her royal mage hat carefully.
A small, proud smile ford on her lips.
"He’s such an idiot. I’d ever throw an explosive at my precious student."
She rested both hands on her abundant chest.
"My cute Nero..."
A few minutes later.
rlin stepped outside with her satchel and her magic staff wrapped in cloth.
Vivianne gave her the dullest smile known to elves.
"You look very pretty."
"Thank you, Vivi~" rlin replied warmly.
Lancelot guided his horse closer and smiled brightly.
"I wore my new adventurer gear today too... but you didn’t say anything about how I look?"
He raised a brow with a teasing grin.
Vivianne ignored him.
"Complints require saying sothing true."
She stared down at her reins with soulless eyes.
"In your case, you’re a pervert. Not a rapist."
Her long ears twitched.
Lancelot laughed lightly.
"That sounds more like an insult..."
"Exactly..."
That was the best complint she could give him.
Thorin clapped loudly.
"Alright, alright, can we get going already?!"
rlin smirked.
"Funny. I thought you didn’t want to co?"
She raised a brow exaggeratedly.
That usual "I’ve figured you out" look she loved.
"Sothing about leaving your wife?"
Thorin folded his arms dramatically.
"I just want to get back to her as soon as possible!"
Hmph! He tugged his reins and rode off first.
CLOP! CLOP! CLOP!
rlin walked toward her horse.
Then she snapped her fingers at Nero.
"Nero, co help get up—"
Then she imagined it.
His hands on her waist.
Her body lifted.
His face close enough to nibble on her lips.
Surely, he’d use that as an excuse to grab her ass again.
She was still recovering from how he did it last night.
Her brain short-circuited.
"NO!!"
Everyone jumped.
Her face was red like she’d swallowed a fireball.
She pointed at Lancelot desperately.
"You! Co help instead!"
Lancelot gave Nero a sympathetic pat on the back.
[ⓘ ALERT!]
‣ Love Rival Plans to Take Advantage!
Nero’s eyes widened.
『NO WAY I’M LETTING HIM DO THAT!』
He already charged forward to tackle Lancelot.
Fortunately—
Vivianne gracefully stepped down from her horse.
"I’ll help."
She stepped behind rlin with cool and steady hands then lifted her up with surprising strength.
rlin landed softly on her saddle.
"Wow, Vivi. I didn’t know you were so strong."
"You’re not heavy..."
Vivianne replied, as deadpan as ever.
"So it wasn’t hard."
Her ears twitched again.
rlin’s eyes shimred.
She clutched her chest.
"Vivi... you always say the sweetest things..."
Vivianne just nodded.
"...Mmm..."
Completely expressionless.
Nero sat on his horse, tying his staff to the saddle straps.
He looked... troubled.
rlin’s heart tightened.
『Oh gods... did I embarrass him? I did, didn’t I!? I’m so stupid and immature! He always helps with everything I ask for and even when I don’t ask... he definitely just wanted to help and I yelled at him like he was a pest.』
She sighed heavily.
『He’s my cherished student, he’d never use that as an excuse to grab my ass...』
She tiredly slapped a hand over her forehead.
But Nero was thinking the exact opposite.
『Phew, close one. Thank god Vivianne stepped in when she did. Lancelot almost took advantage... the bastard even gave the little brother back pat. Next ti she asks I need to move faster. Vivianne definitely knows rlin and I have a thing... she’s helping ...』
He imagined Vivianne like a fat-chested goddess.
『She’s such a nice person!』
He smiled warmly at the dark elf.
Vivianne looked at him.
It was the sa expressionless disgust as always.
"Idiot..." she muttered.
Nero laughed nervously.
"Okay, maybe she doesn’t show it."
It was possible Vivianne was a tsundere.
She didn’t have the personality type of one though.
She was too unbothered, but it was still possible.
[ⓘ Vivianne has ZERO interests in you!]
Nero’s face imdiately soured like spoiled food.
『You ain’t gotta say it like that...』
But it was true and he knew it.
To him, Vivianne looked like the type to tell a man she wanted to peg him if she felt like it.
『I just know she gets freaky...』 (눈_눈)
He sighed heavily and adjusted his mage robes.
rlin clicked her reins and started moving.
"Alright everyone—let’s get going!"
Thorin was already a speck in the distance.
Lancelot followed.
Vivianne rode beside rlin.
Nero fell in line behind them as his heart pounded just a little too fast.
Today...
They would enter the tomb of the Spirit King.
Yet the real final boss was rlin.
And his obstacle was Lancelot... and well, rlin.
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