Ray opened his eyes again in the early morning.

    It must be the time when many people who lead busy lives wake up from bed, but it was the first time in a whole week that he was able to wake up at this time. The feeling of numbness in his lower back was gone, and his body that felt like it weighed a ton felt light as if it could fly.

    Stretching with both arms stretched over his head, stretching so much that his toes trembled, he somehow felt empty next to him. Realizing that Mila wasn’t lying next to him, Ray got up and looked around the room, and when he found her bare back sitting on the foot of the bed, he fell back down.

    “Why are you doing that there?”

    Ray asked in a half-asleep voice, covering his swollen face with the blanket.

    “… … Are you awake?”

    She spoke, not even looking back, as if she had been sitting there blankly for some time.

    “I just… have a lot to think about.”

    Ray washed his face dry once at her answer, which sounded a little gloomy.

    “Then what I heard while sleeping wasn’t a dream?”

    And said.

    “Huh huh… Did you hear that again?”

    A smile that seems to be trying to cover up embarrassment.

    “See? I’m sure everyone is waiting for this.”

    Ray said, turning over his pillow. He seemed to come to his senses at the feeling of the cold pillow on the back of his neck.

    “… … … .”

    Her silent head nods and tilts to the side, somehow helplessly.

    “If you enjoyed working in the vigilante group, why did you decide to quit?”

    He thought that her back view was a bit out of place, considering that she had been showing off her might as a beast of the night for a week.

    “Did I do that?”

    She looks back.

    “Your facial expression is different from when you were working as a peddler.”

    She smiled at those words and swept her long red hair behind her ear. It was an unintentional gesture, not a show-off, but Ray found it beautiful.

    “Have you been looking at my face so intently all this time?”

    She approaches slowly, crawling across the bed on her hands and knees like a lioness.

    “Is that how it is…?”

    As their faces got closer and closer, Ray pursed his lips as soon as he finished speaking and pulled the blanket closer to his face. He wasn’t sure about his breath smelling right after waking up.

    For that reason, a romantic good morning kiss was given on Ray’s forehead. Then, she lay down next to him and played with Ray’s bangs.

    “If you want to see my face for a long time, don’t you think it would be better for me to have a more stable job?”

    “For example?”

    “Well… Since what I learned is a business, I can just go back to being a businessman.”

    “Are you going to pull that cart around again?”

    Ray asked with wide eyes.

    “No. You should open a small shop. Somewhere close to your hometown. Like Julep, for example.”

    Mila said with a big smile on her face, as if she was happy just imagining that cozy scene.

    “Ms. Mila… … .”

    “Actually, I thought about going back to the village and helping out on the farm. But I think my mother wouldn’t be happy if a woman who wants to take her son said she’d settle down in the countryside.”

    Contrary to Mila’s expectations, who was ignorant of rural conditions, Ray thought that if she and he returned to the village and offered their valuable help, it might be quite welcome.

    “I appreciate it if it was a decision made with me in mind, but… I think Milla has a talent for leading people.”

    Even if it were just a one-in-a-million chance, what would he do if the relationship ended up falling apart? He began to worry that the young man in front of him, who could have done much greater things, might hastily change his course because of him. He even felt like he couldn’t help but interfere.

    “No way.”

    Mila shrugs.

    “How lucky you are to find a job that suits your aptitude. Everyone here likes Ms. Mila.”

    I couldn’t let anyone else make the same ridiculous mistake of choosing a lesser company just because it was close to my girlfriend’s house.

    “Those people are just desperate. It doesn’t matter what hair color is, they just believe what they want to believe.”

    Mila said, shaking her head.

    “You shouldn’t underestimate yourself so much… .”

    What could have lowered her self-esteem so much? Ray trailed off with a bitter expression.

    “Ugh~ Anyway, you always talk as if you know everything.”

    Mila said, pinching Ray’s cheek lightly.

    “Don’t worry about it. I promise to make you feel better than others.”

    She whispered. It wasn’t such a material story, but Ray nodded slowly with an uneasy feeling. And the next moment, he flinched at the shower of kisses Mila was showering on his cheek.

    “… … !”

    Perhaps it was because her energy was fully restored by a good night’s sleep, but her touch, which had felt terrifying for the past few days, somehow made her heart flutter. Ray gently pulled back the blanket and kissed Mila’s cheek in return, then played with her cheek.

    With a smile that only seemed seductive in his eyes, Mila briefly caressed Ray’s hand that was stroking her cheek before getting up from her seat.

    Although she couldn’t possibly miss this pink mood, Ray was puzzled as she blankly stared at the empty space left by Mila who had suddenly disappeared out of the room.

    I was starting to feel embarrassed, thinking that she had been acting up so freely all this time, but now she was in the mood to do so… when she showed up in the bedroom again.

    He was carrying two long cloth pouches in one hand and something that appeared to be made of leather straps and wire on his arm.

    “Huh… ?”

    Where have I seen those?

    While questioning the identity of those things that felt strangely unsettling, Mila put her arms and legs through the leather straps so that they clung tightly to her body.

    “… … … !”

    The leather straps were delicately drawn along the lines of her body, accentuating her attractive curves even more. It also held her already large chest tightly, and it was exactly the kind of look I never dreamed I would see again in this place where women’s clothing was somewhat sloppy.

    “Oh my god… … .”

    Ray, who was staring at the sight with his mouth open, muttered softly,

    “Huh? Hehehe… .”

    Mila glanced at his face and smiled.

    This is foul play, he thought. Could it be that she, the embodiment of desire, had created the concept of sexy underwear this time? Without any audiovisual aid, she had brought out such perversion through purely brain creation. If this level of effort was required, he thought it would be the duty of a man to respond with sincerity.

    Next to Ray, who was starting to get hotter, she sat down on the edge of the bed and started to put her legs into the long cloth bag one by one. Although it may not have the tight texture of modern nylon, the white cloth that clung to her bare legs and revealed her lines was definitely a stocking.

    “Uh, uh… Ms. Mila?”

    “Why?”

    “I’m going to do it,” answered Mila, who was pinching the fabric with her fingers to adjust the position so that the stitched part would line up with the tip of her foot.

    “Wearing it… I’ll help you.”

    She wasn’t the only one who was impressed by the perversion that her partner had come up with on his own. It didn’t take long for Mila’s heart to catch fire as Ray knelt on the floor and began to suck the top of her half-dressed stocking with his mouth and run it up her thigh.

    ***

    “You’re really late! I didn’t think you’d even abandon your human duties.”

    Remili shouts at Mila, who appears as the memorial service nears its conclusion.

    “That’s… I didn’t mean to be late, but something came up while I was getting dressed… … .”

    Mila, who was clad in armor all over her body, answered awkwardly.

    “You weren’t really that distracted by that shit until late at night, were you?”

    Remili asked back with a suspicious look.

    “Oh, no! I woke up early today. Seriously. But why did you come running so early in the morning… .”

    She made her excuses with a mixture of shame at herself for giving in to temptation and resentment toward the boy she admired, even though she had never intended to be late.

    “In the end, it was true that I was late because of that!”

    Remili screams loudly because she feels a little excited.

    “Oh my… … . It was really irresistible.”

    She had never been taught this, so where on earth did she learn such provocative behavior? After witnessing the boy she had nurtured and tamed for a long time grow in a completely unexpected direction, she felt a mixture of fear and anticipation for the future.

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