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Baran Tower City, Upper Comrcial Ring.

The sun outside the tower had vanished but inside the city the lantern-crystals never dimd.

The heavier the party’s bags got.

The lighter their pouches dramatically beca.

Nero’s soul felt like it had been personally mugged by every rchant in the tower.

They had still managed to leave with exactly what they needed for the Spirit King Tomb.

There were items like—

A palm-sized «Sand-Clock of Returning»

It cost 3 Sun Coins.

Three vials of «Spirit-Warding Mist» was enough.

It cost 4 Sun Coins total.

For that, Lancelot flirted shalessly with the alchemist until she knocked a full Sun Coin off the price.

rlin bet so coins that they could’ve gotten it for cheaper if they let Thorin haggle.

"He’d have wasted our ti!"

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH, LANCELOT!"

"...You guys are idiots..."

They were still arguing when the party reached the lift to the upper floors.

Nero had tried to suggest staying lower.

"Guys, hear out. Floor 30 inns are only 8 Ember Coins a night. We could—"

Vivianne didn’t even let him finish.

"Lower floors an open windows, thin walls, and two hundred adventurers who just watched us drop thirty Sun Coins like it’s pocket change. You want to wake up with a knife in your kidney and your pants on the chandelier?"

Nero opened his mouth then closed it.

He let out the sorrowful sigh of a man whose wallet was already bleeding.

"Upper floors it is."

Later on...

Floor 87. Skyward Inn.

The receptionist quoted 2 Sun Coins and 40 Ember Coins per night for the deluxe triple suite.

Nero paid without blinking anymore.

His poor soul had already left his body sowhere around the third zero.

Inside the room, warm amber light, floating silk curtains, a bed the size of a small house.

Nero sat on the edge of that absurd bed and opened the nearly-empty coin pouch.

After that, he just... stared.

23 Ember Coins and a handful of Ash Shards.

In a few days his wallet would need a funeral.

That’s when he heard soft footsteps.

Then a sudden weight pressed deliciously against his back with its soft figure.

Two very round, very warm, bouncy things squished against his shoulder blades.

rlin’s arms slid around his neck from behind as she peeked over his shoulder.

Her ssy black hair was all over his face.

"Whatcha counting~?"

She sang, cheek smushing against his.

Nero’s eyebrows shot toward the ceiling.

『This woman is a walking boner provoker...』

He cleared his throat.

"J-, Just... grieving over what’s left after today’s friendly robbery."

rlin humd, completely ignoring personal space.

She pushed closer... her entire front now plastered tenderly to his back.

Her breasts squished as her hips brushed his spine.

"Sooo, personal adventuring manual thingy... you gave it to Vivi, right? That was super sweet of you."

Nero nodded with a mild smile.

"I—uh—it’s practical. She goes adventuring the most and they usually need a lot of info, so—"

rlin’s hands started wandering across his chest to trace the buttons of his shirt.

"You okay? You sound kinda... lost."

She acted like she didn’t know what she was doing.

『This is totally student-teacher encouraged!』

She shalessly lied to herself.

[Notice! rlin intimacy level is dangerously high as she’s using "concern" as an excuse to grope you in very inappropriate ways.]

Nero swallowed so hard his throat clicked.

"Just... maybe coming down with sothing."

Her nipples drilled into his back.

But Nero still looked calm.

"I’m fine though..."

Instantly rlin’s arms tightened as her pretty face pressed into the crook of his neck.

Her breath was warm.

And her luscious lips brushed his skin as she spoke.

"You’re not hot though... let check properly."

Her palms went across his body in a slow and obviously deliberate manner.

[Ding! rlin is feeling you up.]

[You’ve gained 10 charm!]

[You’ve been rewarded with a new car!]

Nero tilted his head.

『Just for that...?』

Nero’s knees almost buckled.

He shot to his feet like the bed was on fire.

"I think I just need sleep! Sleep fixes everything!"

He was trying to avoid any more intimacy with rlin if it ant she’d stop talking to him again.

rlin’s face fell so fast it was almost comical.

Big violet eyes going wide and watery.

[Notice! rlin is sad. She wanted to "talk" more. She has missed private ti with you for days.]

[rlin’s affection has lowered by 10!]

[Give a correct response for imdiate recovery!]

Nero opened his mouth... just as Vivianne padded in from the washroom, towel-drying her long black hair as she wore nothing but an oversized sleep shirt that barely reached her luscious mid-thighs.

She took one look at the scene and raised a brow.

"Lancelot and Thorin are already asleep. We should get so early sleep too."

Then her red eyes narrowed on rlin, who still had both arms outstretched like she was trying to catch a fleeing Nero.

"That ans letting your student rest, rlin."

The gentlest tone Nero had ever heard from Vivianne.

It was still flat as a board, but... gentle.

He managed a weak smile at her.

She gave the tiniest nod back... almost shy, and Nero’s heart did a weird flip.

rlin, however, was not having it.

She bounced forward, inserted herself between them, and threw one arm around Nero, the other around Vivianne.

"Nope! Change of plans!"

She chirped hyperactively.

"Instead of letting Nero sleep in the sa room as those two stinky boys, he should stay with us! He’s well-behaved yunno and there’s safety in numbers, right, Vivi?"

Vivianne blinked once. Slowly.

"You sure...?"

rlin nodded so hard her hair bounced.

"Of course! It’s not like we sleep naked or anything, so he won’t see any treats~ Tee-hee!"

Nero side-eyed her so hard his neck cramped.

『You’ve literally been naked in front of more tis than you’ve put on clothes, woman!』

Before he could protest, rlin yanked both of them into a crushing hug.

"Don’t worry, we’ll protect you like this~"

Squish.

Nero’s face was suddenly, gloriously sandwiched between two pairs of the softest, warst breasts he’d ever gotten the pleasure of seeing.

『Thank you, Dad...』

He smiled peacefully.

On the left, rlin’s breasts were plush, springy, slling faintly of frost-mint and mana crystals.

On the right, Vivianne’s were firr and heavier.

He made a noise that was half wheeze, half prayer.

Lights out. Bed ti.

They actually did it.

Nero in the middle.

rlin on his left, curled up like a possessive kitten, one leg thrown over his. Vivianne on his right, laying straight like a vampire in a coffin, but her generous chest still managed to smother half his face.

Every ti he turned, he just... motorboated them.

rlin kept "accidentally" tightening her hug whenever he moved as she bit her lip with the most perverted little smile that made her eyes glitter in the dark.

Vivianne didn’t seem to care she was practically suffocating him with her breasts.

She just slept, one hand eventually sliding down in her sleep to rest possessively on his butt.

It was a grip of steel.

Two minutes in, both won were out cold.

Nero was wide awake, staring at the ceiling like he’d made a terrible life choice.

『I just wanted one quiet night before we fight an explore an ancient tomb. That’s all.』

He glanced down.

His soldier was at full attention under his pants.

It was quite painful too.

『If this keeps up I’m going to die...』

Then the blue system panel blinked into existence right in front of his eyes.

『User has spent long hours in Phantasia.

Mandatory logout sequence initiating in 10...9...』

[User has spent long hours in-ga. Mandatory logout sequence initiating in 10... 9...]

Nero’s eye twitched.

"Seriously? Now?"

[Miss Adeline has contacted your mother. You’ve been marked absent for 19 consecutive school days... it is deeply advised you return imdiately to prevent any real-world complications.]

Nero groaned... muffled directly into Vivianne’s perky cleavage.

The vibration made her squeeze his butt harder in her sleep.

He jerked as his face sunk even deeper.

Sowhere in the dark, rlin let out a tiny, dreamy moan and hugged tighter.

Nero closed his eyes in defeat.

"...Fuck school..."

The countdown hit zero.

The last thing he felt was two perfect, warm prisons of softness pressing in from both sides.

Tomorrow they would descend into the tomb.

[Achievent Unlocked: "Sandwiched"]

[Reward: 100 silver coins!]

[Coins have been converted to real-world currency!]

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