Chapter 522: The Aftermath
Chapter 522: The Aftermath
Alright, this is the important part.
Looking at Leia, who had fainted from the overwhelming pleasure, I regained my composure and fell into thought.
Right now, I've deactivated all of my skills.
Leia should have absorbed enough life force by now.
Is there really a connection between my skills and Leia's Gumiho state?
If her Gumiho state wears off now instead of continuing, the possibility becomes much, much higher.
Come to think of it, when did I stop using my skills when sleeping with Leia?
Could it coincide with when she started retaining her consciousness in her Gumiho state?
If so, I might be able to find a more precise correlation between my skills and the Gumiho transformation.
Hmm. I don't know.
I'm the type to cherish my memories with my girls and try to remember even the smallest details, but I couldn't recall something that specific.
No, in the first place, I wasn't even sure if my skills and her Gumiho state were related at all.
I mean, Leia is one of them, right? There's a very high chance she's from a race of the War God's era.
Sure, the Gumiho's traits seem more deeply connected to our Goddess than the War God, but considering what Leia revealed about her feelings when she transformed before, the Gumiho must be a race from the War God's era.
But the key to controlling a racial trait from the War God's era is none other than the Saint skills bestowed by the Goddess?
Now that's a peculiar thought.
In that case, was the timing of my Saint skills just a coincidence, and some other factor is at play?
As I was lost in thought, the tails that had been limply tickling my thigh from behind Leia's rear began to decrease in number.
So it just wears off.
Peculiar or not, it seems I need to check if using my skills again will trigger her Gumiho state once more.
Well, that's a conversation for after Leia wakes up.
She fainted after experiencing such intense pleasure.
The sight of her whole body thrashing like a harpooned fish at the end was no joke.
So for now, I'll let her rest.
“Mmm… Gu-Guwon-ssi… Nngh! Hah… Uuuungh…!”
How much time had passed?
Shrinking her neck slightly as if my hand stroking her head was ticklish, Leia slowly opened her eyes.
She looked at me with dazed, sleepy eyes, then her face turned bright red as she covered it with both hands and buried it in my chest.
Seeing her tail, visible behind her back, standing straight up and trembling, she must have been incredibly embarrassed.
Huh? This reaction means… Leia remembers what just happened?
She was completely in her Gumiho state, even if I didn't use Climax Restraint.
She even dropped the formalities with me. She remembers all of that?
As I stared at Leia, she seemed to feel my gaze.
She lifted her head slightly and peeked at my face through her spread fingers, then quickly closed them again and ducked her head back down.
“Hah! N-No! It's not like that!”
“C-Calm down, Leia. What? What's not like that?”
“Th-That wasn't me!”
Raising her voice, a rare occurrence for her, Leia shook her head vigorously while it was still buried in my chest.
My angel. If you move so wildly, your breasts pressed against my body… are magnificent.
“Of course it wasn't. You were overcome by your Gumiho state for the first time in a while, right? I know.”
“Y-You understand?”
Leia lowered her hands just enough to reveal her eyes and murmured, looking up at me.
Ah, this is dangerous. I suddenly feel like teasing her a little.
It's rare for me to feel this way toward my angel.
But I can't help it. It's her fault for being too cute.
Well, she did once say something that sounded like she was jealous that I only teased Sara and Diana. A little teasing should be fine, right?
“Yeah, of course. I mean, you were incredibly sexy when you were provoking me so informally. Not that you aren't normally sexy, but it was just so….”
“Uuuungh! Guwon-ssi, you're so mean! So mean!”
When I said that with a smile, Leia clamped her hands over my mouth as if to stop me from saying more and started smacking my thigh with her tail.
“Haha. Sorry, sorry.”
“Really…”
As I laughed and gently stroked her golden hair, Leia immediately stopped moving her tail and mumbled in a voice that sounded like she was seeking affection.
Seeing how quickly she forgives me with a single apology after I tease her, my angel truly is an angel.
“But, Leia.”
“Yes? What is it?”
Continuing to stroke her hair, I changed my tone and spoke with a serious expression.
Sensing the shift in my mood, Leia also lifted her head properly and looked at me as she replied.
“A moment ago, I used my skills to see if you would enter your Gumiho state again, right?”
“Y-Yes… you did…”
Seeming to recall what had happened, Leia blushed demurely and answered in a whisper.
“The fact that your Gumiho state has worn off has strengthened my suspicion that there might be a connection between my skills and your transformation. And to confirm it completely, now that you've absorbed enough life force, we need to again…”
“Nngh… N-No way!”
As I said that, Leia shot up with a start, crying out as if to ask what I was thinking.
She then placed her hands on my abdomen and pushed me away.
My lady. When you do that, your arms push your breasts together, making your already large chest look even more… No, I mean, thank you. Thank you very much. From the moment you sat up, your every movement has been a gift.
Anyway, perhaps because she remembered her disheveled state from before, Leia desperately shook her head in refusal.
“Alright. I get it. Let's stop here for today.”
“A-Are you sure?”
Perhaps not expecting me to back down so easily, Leia’s eyes went wide as she asked again.
Of course, my angel. I will always follow your wishes.
“Yeah. It's not like it's urgent. And there's no need to push yourself so hard in one day.”
“G-Guwon-ssi… Hahng!”
Leia looked down at me, her eyes filled with emotion, but she soon let out a sultry moan at the movement of my hips.
“But, it's okay if we continue without skills, right?”
“Guwon-ssi, you're so… sly…”
Saying so with an expression that showed she was a little embarrassed by the moan she’d just let out, Leia pressed her upper body against mine, kissed me, and slowly began to move her hips herself.
As if to insist that this, not the version of her dominated by lust from before, was her true self.
Either way is magnificent, my angel.
In the end, without using any more skills, I spent a sweet and tender night with my angel.
*
“Haaah. I can't believe this. I just can't believe it.”
The next morning.
After finishing our meal, we immediately started getting ready.
Who are "we," and what were we getting ready for?
Why, Sara and I, of course, preparing for my date with Rachel.
Sara grumbled nonstop, frowning as she trailed behind me.
“Hey. I know I'm asking a lot, but since you're helping…”
“What?!”
“Stop frowning. You'll get wrinkles.”
“Hmph! Mind your own business!”
“How can I? What if that pretty face of yours gets wrinkles? Here, here, here!”
“Ugh! Fine! I get it!”
As I vigorously rubbed the space between her eyebrows with my finger, Sara slapped my arm a few times and smoothed her brow. Instead, she pouted, making a wrinkle on her chin.
She's doing this on purpose, isn't she?
I used my finger to smooth out the wrinkle on her chin as well, then wrapped my arms tightly around her from behind.
“I really am sorry.”
“A person who's sorry makes someone do this?!”
I whispered in her ear, and Sara glared at me, gesturing all around us.
It made sense, since we were in the room where my clothes were stored.
Ever since Leia mentioned pajamas, I had started occasionally wearing the clothes the girls had bought for me instead of just a linen shirt and pants.
And this was the room where those clothes were kept.
“And you wore nothing but a linen shirt and pants on our date!”
That's right. Sara was currently picking out my clothes.
She glared at me with a look of utter disbelief.
“But your sense of style is the best.”
The three of them buy clothes for me, but the ones Sara brings generally suit my tastes the best.
Is it because she's the only one of the three who often wears pants?
No. Before that, the clothes Diana picks are all a bit too aristocratic, and the ones Leia picks… No. Of course, something like fashion sense isn't a weakness for my angel.
My angel is beautiful no matter what she wears, and besides, she's only ever worn a priestess's robe her whole life. It would be stranger if she did have a sense of fashion.
Besides, there were some decent clothes among the ones my angel picked out. No, the ratio of decent ones was actually higher.
But that was probably only because Sara or Diana were there to talk her out of her other choices…
Anyway, for those reasons, I would have asked Sara for fashion advice even if she wasn't going out with me today.
“You have Vanessa!”
Sara said, pointing a finger at Vanessa, who was quietly observing us from behind.
Vanessa, in full makeup as always, was watching us with her usual emotionless expression.
No, is she even watching us… Isn't she lost in thought right now?
Her gaze seems unfocused.
“I can't guarantee what she'd do to me if we were alone.”
“What are you talking about? Vanessa would never do something like that.”
As I muttered that, Sara scoffed.
No. No, Sara. You just don't know her.
For some reason, her attitude is only strange when she's dealing with me.
Besides, out of loyalty to Diana, if I asked her to pick out clothes for a date with another woman, she would definitely choose something weird.
I brought her along because I thought I might need an aristocratic perspective for my date with Rachel, who I assume is a noble, but still.
Then why didn't I bring Diana?
Dealing with Sara alone is already a handful. Imagine bringing Diana into this. I don't need to get chewed out by both of them.
“Come on, come on. Just think of it as showing off how handsome your man is. You did promise to help yesterday, right?”
“Haaah… I just can't believe it.”
Though she grumbled, Sara started holding up clothes and comparing them with a look of resignation.
To be honest, I was aware that I was making her do something I felt really sorry about, so seeing her help me despite her complaints made her look unbelievably beautiful.
“I love you.”
“Hmph. You owe me one. Make sure you pay me back next time.”
“Of course. You bet.”
“Eek! Stop distracting me and get off!”
As I planted little kisses on Sara's cheek from behind, she blushed slightly and pushed me away.
*
“Haaah. Well… I guess this should do?”
A short while later, Sara murmured as she looked at me, now perfectly groomed thanks to her coordination and Vanessa's advice.
“Think you'll fall for me?”
“Idiot. I already have.”
“Hey, a line like that should be said with a more embarrassed expression… Okay, I'm sorry. Ouch.”
I was just teasing a little. Don't hit me without warning. Not that it hurts, since there's no mana in your hand.
“What do you think, Vanessa? Now that I'm all dressed up, you see me in a new light…”
Smack!
As I lifted Vanessa's chin with my hand and spoke in a cheesy voice, she shuddered for a moment before slapping my hand away.
“……”
“My apologies.”
She's glaring at me so intensely just for a little joke.
I had no choice but to raise both hands in a gesture of surrender and back away from Vanessa.
“Shall we go, then?”
I offered my arm to Sara, who put on a prim expression before linking her arm with mine.
She must have secretly changed while I was, because Sara was also dressed quite nicely.
And so, arm in arm, we left the mansion.
Finally, a date with Rachel.
Come to think of it, Rachel was the first person I met in this world. It's been a long time coming.
I felt a wave of emotion, and at the same time, my heart began to pound.
“Hmph. That excited for a date, are you? Look at your heart pounding.”
Sara, who was linked to my arm, must have felt my heartbeat, because she pinched my side with a slightly spiteful look.
“Of course. It's because Sara is this close to me.”
“You and your words.”
Despite her words, Sara's expression softened a little.
She's so cute, honestly.