I’ve decided not to mess with them or anything, but it’s not like we can’t celebrate.
This whole thing spread like a game of telephone, so a lot of people know. And when we get back, a banquet is already being prepared.
Actually, it feels like they left the people who are actually involved behind and started on their own.
“Ah, welcome back. It looks like it went well.”
“Whut!? Hey Ceres! Explain!”
Reina and Tiltue are the first to notice, and the girls crowd around Ceres and Erie.
“Go over there, Arc. This is girl talk.”
“Wah!?”
Arc is pushed out by Merlin, and heads to where the guys are.
“Girls really are strong when it comes to this stuff.”
The red sun is setting, and there’s a bright mood in the air.
The guys are sitting on a sheet and drinking, all grinning around Arc.
Suzaku is there too. I don’t know why she’s on the guys’ side, but she fits strangely well.
All the kids are more interested in food, except Tiltue, and Edinburgh and Katima are looking after them.
A lot of people are here, and it’s kind of funny to see the different personalities gathered.
And as I think that, Wil approaches me.
She always comes when there’s a banquet or something like that, but keeps some distance from others.
“Arata, come over here.”
I follow her, and for some reason, she heads straight to my house, not Edinburgh’s.
People of this island are like family, so I don’t usually lock it. They are typically free to go inside as they please, but…
“What is it?”
“I wanted to talk to you face to face.”
She says while sitting on a sofa in the living room, and taking out red wine from spatial magic, which she then pours on a glass.
That reminds me of when she had Reina and Tiltue drink bloody wine with her blood mixed in, that made them act all lewd.
“Here.”
“Did you put something weird here again?”
“Even if I did, would it work on you?”
She says, but I’m still cautious.
I’ve come to understand from living on this island that Wil is special, even among the strongest races.
She would be about as strong as Suzaku in a fight, but her magic has a wide range of applications, whether it’s because she’s been involved with it for so long, or she was born with special abilities.
“I feel like you could’ve studied my body and figured out a way to affect it. It’s a little scary.”
“I might not be so bad after all, if a monster like you calls me scary.”
This fear isn’t an intuitive thing. If it was, I would be just as scared of people like Miss Sheryl and Suzaku. And the other great spirits have equal power too, but this is different.
I feel like Wil could do anything, no matter how high the bar, if it meant she could be amused.
“Don’t be so wary. I’m actually thankful to you.”
“Thankful? Did I do something?”
I feel like I should be the one thanking her for the whole thing with Yggdrasil.
“Fuh.”
Wil laughs a little, and gives me a glass.
I take it, and we softly clink them.
I take a sip, and it feels richer and stronger than any wine I’ve ever had. At the same time, it’s intensely tasty, like the flavor is being sent directly into my brain.
“Wil, this…”
“It’s gotten really noisy.”
She speaks over me while looking out the window.
The kids are gathered around Edinburgh, along with Grr and Krr, and everyone’s happily eating.
The girls are still crowding around Ceres and Erie, while Suzaku has gotten drunk and is now picking on the guys.
Drinking parties with different races always become a mess, but that’s part of the fun.
Wil’s eyes look a little softer than usual as she watches all that.
“I never thought I would see something like this on this island.”
“Really?”
I ask, and Wil nods, with an emotional expression I don’t often see on her face.
“”Do you remember why they stopped killing each other?”
“…Because they found people they wanted to protect.”
Wil is a true ancestral vampire, and was born immortal. But she’s not the only one that’s special like that.
Most of the strongest races here are beings that most likely won’t die.
Still, the fact that they are reborn means they died at some point. That’s a contradiction…
“Normally, a being that is complete on its own doesn’t know the concept of death.”
Says Wil as she pours wine in her now empty glass.
“But everyone found races they wanted to protect, and when they did… They were no longer complete.”
“That’s not bad, is it?”
“I thought it was at the time. People I thought would never die were gone one after the other.”
“…”
“But… It’s a different kind of chaos, but it’s not bad to see something like this again.”
She then presses against me.
She’s making her power flow well, just like when we fought.
And as I think that it’s a good thing this happened when the glass was empty, I fall on the sofa.
“Uh?”
I try to get up, but can’t find the strength.
The glass falls from my hand shatters into tiny pieces, as I wonder if…
Was it the wine?
My consciousness gets blurry as my vision starts shaking, and in the middle of that, I see Wil’s face clearly.
“Wil?”
“I told you. I need to thank you…”
She straddles me, and traces my neck with her tongue.
It feels comfortable, as he cools my body that’s hot from the wine, and the wet sound near my ear is strangely alluring.
“Why? This isn’t supposed to work on me…”
“I tried it before, right? Your body reacts to my attacks with hostility and ill will… But there’s none of it here now.”
She sits up, and our eyes meet. She’s looking at me like a worked up predator, and it sends a chill down my spine.
“Don’t worry, none of the people outside will notice, and I’m not telling anyone.”
She starts undressing, and buries her face on my neck again.
She’s not sucking blood, she’s just pressing and licking me.
She’s holding my hand with her fingers entwined with mine, and has her other arm around me, pushing me closer to her.
Arms, body, legs, everything is tight on me and stirring. It’s like a wild animal courting.
“Ahh…”
She sits up again, and wipes drool from her mouth.
I tell myself I’m definitely not aroused by her, but my clothes are a mess and my breath is a bit ragged.
“…Hn…”
I hear an obscene sound that’s like she’s purring, and I sense an incredible female scent from her naked body.
One hand is still holding mine, while the other traces my thigh, stomach, shoulder, cheek, and then…
“There?”
She traces my lips, and kisses me.
“Uah….”
Graphic sounds fill the room multiple times.
She bites my lips, and licks the blood off it.
I can’t resist anymore, and I’m at a complete loss. All I know is that she isn’t doing this with bad intentions.
“Ahh… I think it’s good now.”
“…!?”
She raises her head, and all of a sudden, I can move.
But… Being kissed, pretty deeply at that, means it’s now that shock that’s making me immobile.
“Fufufu, you look very embarrassed.”
“Wai… That…”
I can’t even look at her, and hide my mouth while looking away.
She thinks that’s funny, and laughs again like she’s provoking me.
“Your face is so red. What are you, a virgin maiden? I’ve had a lot. Do you want to keep going?”
She licks her lips like she’s saying she’s ready, but now it feels like she’s teasing me.
That’s when I finally realize she’s having fun at my expense.
…But what about before?
It was beyond shocking how lewd she was. But I feel like she really might attack me if I stay quiet, so I shake my head.
“Just explain what’s going on.”
Join my patreon to support me and read ahead.
Thanks for the treat.