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—Nnnnnn!!!..., it's already dawn. It's the first time since I became the Hentai God that I've had such a deep sleep. Aaaaa, I'm so sleepy, I'd rather keep sleeping... but I have things to do today... It's a good thing I bought a cooking knowledge book yesterday—.
{A small piece of aromatic flavor: Point H 800} = {Written by Blust Tresve. A compilation of his own experiences across ethnicities, kingdoms, races, and different universes to satisfy his desire to cook dishes that would satisfy and please any palate}. A rare chef like no other, capable of tasting any dish put in front of him.
Remembering the description of what he had bought yesterday to season the various animal meats imbued with arcane energy. Walking slowly, his body feeling heavy. Still sleepy, his hair disheveled, wearing shorts and a white Vividi he had gone to bed in.
Arriving at the living room, but not seeing anyone, he walked to the dining room where everyone was having breakfast.
—Good, waaa, mmm, morning—.
—!—.
—¡¡!!—.
—¡?!—.
—?—.
—...—.
—Miss, who are you?—.
Yuuna reacting to the half-asleep woman leaning against the door frame.
Beautiful was the only thing that could be described when faced with the femininity that overflowed from her body. A glamorous figure, eyelashes as long as a wave, and thin eyebrows. Curly hair that reached her round, heart-shaped bottom. A pointy nose, small lips. He had the image of a baby face begging to be fed, but her body was that of a diva, with her exuberant, rocket-like breasts that stretched a man's vitality to the limit, revealing sunken nipples and a reddish areola.
Showing off her soft stomach and a little lower, a pair of men's shorts that, while covering her long, toned legs, left her waist and butt visible. Her pearly, moisturized skin, free of scars or blemishes, combined with that femme fatale look.
—Why are you all staring at each other like idiots?... Hehe, what happened, Asahi? You were having wet dreams about the figure of...—
Laughing, showing her sea-foam white teeth, she brushed her fingers through her dark brown hair, which was in her way, before closing her small eyes and falling forward.
—...this aroma, how good it smells—.
Catching her in his arms, Yami suddenly appeared to take a Javier who had become a glamorous woman who was capable of making anyone fall in love.
Javier, a 'woman' like a baby, smelling his mother's scent, lulls himself between Yami's breasts and his long, but fragile arms wrap around her tight waist.
—Aha, aha, don't let go of me and hug me—.
Pleading like a spoiled child, Yami granted his wish. His arms encircled the female figure, squeezing both breasts together, creating a compromising image. But for Javier, "woman" wasn't enough.
—Mm, more, love me more, wife♥—.
—Yami Onee-chan, what happened to daddy?—.
Yami, who had at one point lost her mind over Javier's submissive words, "woman," was about to tear off the clothes she was wearing and throw them on the floor to make them hers. But hearing Shio ask her while tugging at her skirt brought her back to her senses.
(His blood pressure is low)
Excusing himself, Yami took Javier 'woman' like a princess, to the living room where he left her lying on the couch.
—Yami Onee-chan, how could Javier Onii-chan become a beauty?—.
—In this house it never ceases to amaze me—.
—Asahi is going to finish eating—.
—Shio-chan, how did you know Javier was, mmm, her?—.
—Mmm, the way it was shining.
Feeling foolish for asking the wrong person, Sayaka stares at the sleeping beauty on the couch.
Asahi, left alone in the dining room, looked for a few moments through the door that connected to the study room and the other door to the break room where all the women were because of what had happened with Javier turned into a 'woman'.
-Since he's a God, gender shouldn't matter much-.
Asahi thought as he went back to eating before his breakfast got cold.
(Needs clothes)
Reading the words he wrote in the mist, Rinka was the first to head into the hallway with a playful smile.
—Hehehe, the only ones that would work would be Saya-chan's clothes.
—Ah! Wait, Rinrin-chan, don't come into my room just the way you want—.
Watching the pair leave, Shio, curious about what had happened, tried to get closer to Javier 'woman', but Yuuna quickly took the small hand that was trying to touch her cheeks.
—Eat Shio or your food will get cold and hurt you—.
-... Alright-.
Pouting, Shio was led by the hand to the dining room by Yuuna. Yami was the only one who stayed with Javier 'woman', clearing the locks that hid half of his face.
Yami not stopping, his thumb touched the small peach-colored lips while his fingers caressed the cheek.
Continuing to caress her cheek for a few minutes without taking his gaze off the sleeping maiden, he removed his thumb from her moisturizing, tender, peach-colored lips.
Looking at the bridge of saliva that connected his mouth to his thumb, Yami didn't hesitate to put it in his mouth, tasting the distinctive flavor; it tasted like caramel.
—I swallowed the clothes!—.
—... I hope it fits, although it would be better if Yami nee-san lent him her clothes, it would fit him better—.
—Come on, don't say that, Saya-chan, you have the second-best body in this house. Although, considering Javier Onii-chan's feminine form, you might be in third place.
Openly mocking Rinka, Sayaka stopped her attempt to cover her breasts so as not to give the little devil any reason to bother her about her body measurements again.
(Close the door)
Rinka doesn't quite understand why she wrote in her haze, so she closed both doors: the one to the hallway and the bypass to the study room.
—Let me help you, Yami nee-san—.
(Thanks, pick her up and raise her arms to make her more comfortable.)
—Hmmm?—.
—Javier Onii-chan, you have to sit up straight and raise your arms.
Javier 'woman' was asleep, following Rinka's words. She had barely sat up when her arms were lifted. Sayaka, who was behind Javier, leaned down and grabbed the man's lifeline until she pulled it out in one go.
—Wow!! Huge.
Being the most surprised, Rinka saw the tits shake like pudding and still stand firm against gravity, her small hands, barely able to cover a quarter of Javier's 'woman' breasts, slowly caressed them.
—How beautiful, these breasts with sunken nipples don't look human.
—Hmm—.
Javier moaned 'woman' when Rinka's fingers touched his nipples, surprising her so she pulled her hand away, causing her breast to tremble.
—Wow, look how it moves, not even Otome-nee's tits moved like that when we bathed together, they are like delicacy, soft but sticky... Saya-chan touches these tits, they are incredible—.
—Stop playing with someone else's body. Yami nee-san, put the bra on her already.
Rinka, losing her decency, stood in front of Yami, taking her breasts with both hands, trying to lift them, creating a deep ravine.
(Rinka, move aside so I can dress her.)
-Yessss-.
She willingly stepped away, almost seeing Yami's words in her eyes. Picking up the light blue bra with white trim, Yami proceeded to adjust it, and realized the sad truth.
—Wrong size… Ahahaha…—.
—Don't laugh!—.
—Ahaha! You were defeated, look how Javier Onii-chan's tits pop out."
Already feeling an inferiority complex upon learning of the beauty who appeared while he was having breakfast, that feeling only grew stronger now that he knew Javier had lost his figure.
—Uuu, I feel like I lost something important…. hm?, girls, look—.
Feeling that she had lost something crucial by losing to a man, Sayaka, noticing that Javier's glamorous 'woman' body was beginning to lose its shape, warned them.
Speechless about the event unfolding before their eyes, they watched as the H-cup 122 breasts shrank. The tight waist became wider, and the wide hips narrowed. Likewise, the delicate, feminine features of the face began to become thicker and more masculine.
—Mmm... What are you guys doing?—.
Waking from a deep sleep that made him feel like he was carrying lead, Javier, upon regaining clearer vision, found himself torso-naked, with a light blue bra hanging from his arms.
—...—.
—...—.
—...—.
No one had any words to say; the explanation took place in the dining room, over breakfast.
—So they say, I became a woman—.
-Exact-.
—And that she was very beautiful—.
-That's how it is-.
—Capable of winning against Sayaka in person—.
—Kub, y-you have to mention it—.
Listening attentively to what the girls were telling him and finding it very interesting, a screen appeared in the middle of the table from minutes before, transformed into a woman and entering the dining room.
—Ho, ho, look at that potential. Divine, there's nothing more to say, I'm beautiful, capable of bewitching men and women alike.
(Narcissism, it doesn't suit you).
—I'm not a narcissist, Yami, I just told the truth.
(It's narcissism, it's rejoicing like the most beautiful)
—You believe it—.
(I believe it).
Smiling as she talks to Yami as if the events inside the shower had never happened, the others at the table look at the two's interaction with suspicion.
—Hey, don't you think those two are that close?
Rinka whispered to Sayaka.
—I think so, did something happen yesterday?—.
—No, am I late? I highly doubt anything big has happened.
—But look at the atmosphere around them, they're smiling at each other, it's suspicious.
Fixing his gaze on Sayaka and Rinka, seeing them smiling as they chatted comfortably, unconcerned about being overheard, Asahi, who had just finished breakfast, asked a question.
—Is it normal for a person to change their gender?—.
—Ehehe—.
—Ahaha, d-don't laugh, Saya-chan—.
—... you're laughing too—.
—Uhhh, Asahi-san, you better not stick to common sense while you live in this house.
—That's quite true. If you want to stay sane, the best thing you could do is look away, because you haven't seen.
—You two are not being rude to me.
He said without showing any annoyance other than a complicated smile.
—I don't think there's much to think about... It's true that Mr. Javier has done absurd things like that dome in the back fountain.
—Ehehe, mommy likes to go bouncing every morning—.
—Shio!—.
Everyone laughed at how red she blushed upon discovering his little hobby in his free time, Yuuna puffed out her cheeks like a little girl to throw threatening looks that were like those of a cat to Javier.
Asahi, who couldn't help but laugh as well, asked Yuuna.
—Aren't you accepting this too easily, Mommy?—.
—... He gave me back my son, I can enjoy a meal while I look at them smiling... although there are things I can't accept so easily and I worry that we might end up involved with bad people... I thank Javier with all my heart for having fulfilled an impossible dream for me—.
Lowering his head, Javier combed his hair, leaving strands of it covering his face, a way of hiding how red his hair was. Rinka, who noticed this, couldn't let it go.
—What's wrong Javier Onii-chan? Embarrassed, ehehe, now you're acting shy... Onii-chan why are you hiding your face, come on show everyone, you just can't, mm, how cute—.
Already standing up, he couldn't bear Rinka's mocking voice, which approached him to continue urging him to raise his head. As he was about to leave, Shio's voice stopped him.
—Daddy, where are you going?—.
—... I'm going to talk to an acquaintance.
—I can accompany you!—.
-No-.
Shio doesn't follow up upon hearing Javier's outright refusal. As soon as he left the dining room, Javier abruptly stopped, turning back while combing his hair with a style that any otaku would recognize.
—Look at this hairstyle and record it in your memory—.
—Why do we have to do it?—.
Asahi asked.
—It might not be dangerous for you, but for women it is very dangerous. Shio, remember this hairstyle. If someone approaches and you are alone, run away. If they are still following you, go somewhere open with people. Yuuna, Sayaka, and Rinka-chan, you are warned too.
—H-Is there anyone so dangerous with that haircut?—
-Yeah-.
With that short answer for Shio, Javier left the dining room.
—Has anyone had contact with that man?—.
Yuuna asks.
—No, never, and you, Saya-chan—.
—I don't remember either—.
—So why don't you explain it in more detail so I understand it?—.
Without any of the girls knowing the answer, Yami, who had stayed away from the topic, with the miasma, answered
(He is a strange being, he is the type that does not get tired or exhausted, it can be described that he was born with the innate ability of the Hentai God body.)
—Innate Body—. X 3
Neither Rinka, nor Sayaka, and much less Yuuna understood the meaning of those words, Yami explained to them.
(It's the white stuff, I can't describe it because the children are there, but you three have experience. That man with that kind of hair is unattainable; you can say that his blood is the white stuff.)
—... !—.
—... !!—.
-Fence!-.
Rinka being the only one excited, Yuuna blushed to the point where it wouldn't be unusual for her to burst into flames in embarrassment. Sayaka showed her displeasure, making a mental note to always stay away from anyone with that kind of hairstyle. The only innocent people who didn't understand were Shio and Asahi.
—Yami-san, what do you mean by white stuff? I don't understand?—
(It's not good for you to know now, you'll know later.)
—Mommy, mommy, what is the white stuff? Shio wants to know.
—Th-that kind of thing isn't something someone your age would know. Rinka-san, Sayaka-san, take down your dirty clothes, I'll start washing them—.
Escaping the scene before a curious Shio could continue asking questions, she ran through the halls. Rinka and Sayaka, also unwilling to let the two children know, left Yami, Shio, and Asahi alone in the dining room.
—Yami onee-chan, Shio wants to know what the white substance is, please tell me—.
(No, you'll only know when you turn 11, not now. Asahi, tell Shio, this is for you too, although you'll know once you enter school)
Leaving the dining room unhurriedly, Yami left the pair of curious siblings, but not bothering to find out, they followed Yuuna out.
Between the two wings of the mansion, where the fountain was located, Javier sat, leaning against it. He looked up and saw the floating island still collecting the residual nectar that rose like mist.
—Ahhh, how boring, maybe because I don't work from eight to seven anymore. The truth is, I don't want to go back to doing that, but when you adapt to something, it's not easy to break the habit of doing some work. But now I'm filthy rich, I don't have to lift a finger. Besides getting along with the girls around me, it's turning out well. My planet Dedaria still needs time; although its core is functioning well, the continental plates need to be formed once more. I predict that in eight million more years, all of Dedaria will be a magma planet, until fourteen million years later it can cool down, if meteorites and comets containing ice are launched. For now, I'll settle for fixing up my sanctuary: animals, insects, birds, lots of vegetation, aqueducts to carry water everywhere.
Imagining every detail you could achieve using your hands without outside help, a small task to fill your free time in the years to come.
Reaching into his dimensional pocket, Javier pulled out a soft-touch spherical object, which had been gifted to him by Irina, the Futanari Goddess.
Looking for a moment at the spherical object that was transparent like crystal to the naked eye, but to Javier's eyes this object was made of a Rune that kept pulsing, giving the sensation that it truly looked like an eye.
—I hope I'm not interrupting Irina—.
Javier said, injecting a little of his energy into the object he still didn't understand what it was called, but he knew it was to chat with Irina.
By injecting energy into the spherical object, it levitates until it reaches the height of Javier's forehead, becoming intangible and entering Javier's head.
Instinctively knowing what he had to do, Javier relaxed his mind and closed his eyes.
—Wow—.
Impressed by the scenery, Javier saw a fantasy setting, a starry sky above his head. He sat in front of a wooden table carved with images of animals and creatures he'd never seen before, portrayed as if they were alive. The floor, every time it moved, sent out crystalline ripples that reflected the starry sky, giving it a pleasant setting with its unique constellations.
—... I hope I haven't upset you, Irina, although I think I have.
—Of course you bothered me! I was about to steal the anal virginity of a pure princess.
Showing her discomfort, Irina didn't hesitate to slam her palms against the creaking table. Javier could only apologize for interrupting such an important moment.
You have to see, it took me so much effort to make her fall in love with me and take her to bed to take her anal virginity and make her one more who prefers anal to vaginal... By the way, Javier, do you want to die or what?
-Hey?-.
Not knowing how to respond to Irina's sudden words, even though her pouting anger was evident. Crossing her legs and arms under her bowl-sized breasts, Irina pointed at Javier gravely, making it clear she wasn't joking.
—Your condition is critical, you may not know it since you are new and don't have your system that provides you with a diagnosis of your body, but let me ask you just in case, have you had sex?... Hmph, your face and smell already tell me everything, let me guess: sudden dizziness, vomiting blood, change of personality or mood, loss of some sense—.
—How do you know? And how can you tell if I haven't had sex, my face or smell reveals that much?
—Aahhh, it's obvious you're a beginner. When we have sex with our wife, we share a distinctive scent. You could say it's a baptism for our faction of Gods of Love and Sex. The other factions, likewise, have their own baptisms.
Blushing as he realizes that even though he is the hentai God, being called a virgin is the same as being branded with such a title.
—And how do I know. In addition to my Futunari Goddess system, I am also the patron of medicine on several worlds.
-Hey!!!!!!!!!?-.
—You make me deaf!—.
—S-sorry, but what do you mean by patron saint of medicine? You're not a sex goddess, Futunari?—
—Don't question my title of Goddess of Futunari! Besides, that's not normal.
-Hmm?-.
Narrowing her eyes, Irina holds her forehead as if she has a headache, seeing the ignorant Javier.
—It seems normal doesn't apply to you. Now I feel like a kindergarten teacher, teaching how to write and read.
With a flick of her wrist, Irina conjured up a china set and a three-tiered tray of various cookies.
"Well, you can't do anything about it, either, after the harsh penalties they imposed on you as the leader of the Decidió. Enjoy your tea and cookies; the explanation will be a bit long."
—Thanks… How did you do it? There must not be enough material to form something like that.
—I can't tell you how ignorant you are for a God. For now, shut up and don't answer unless asked.
—I'll be in your care—.
He answered in a gentle voice.
—First, we Core Gods are born with a title; like the God of War. God of Death, God of Beasts, the Goddess of Birth, the Goddess of the Harvest, of Wine, of Love, of Sex—you can give more titles, through people. But before we continue, let me tell you: if you give yourself the title of the God of War, there's a big difference from the real God of War.
Stopping, Irina takes a Dragon-shaped cookie and makes a similar cookie appear but made of a different material.
—Look at these cookies, even though they look the same, their color is different, their texture is different, their flavor is different, even though they are made by the same person, if the base ingredient is of different quality, this is the result—.
Raising her hand to Javier, Irina nods and takes a cup of tea.
—I understand the analogy you gave me, that is, I can be a harvest god if word of it spreads to people.
—Mm, exactly, but never dare compete with a true Harvest God, you'll end up badly. What you should know is that in a world where science has already grown and is based on its Gods, you shouldn't interfere. Look for a gap in the past that the Gods couldn't create.
-I understand-.
—To reinforce your knowledge. Shapes, size, weight—that's all irrelevant in front of God. Whether you want to create humans, animals, insects, objects. The first thing you must understand are three things: atoms, matter, DNA. Atoms have existed since the beginning of everything, then Matter, and then DNA. Everything contains Atoms; it's something indivisible that can't be cut or separated, as it results in something different, but it has the same principle. Matter—from air to weight, volume, energy, sounds—everything is interrelated. DNA, you should already know, is an innate information base that doesn't depend on race, even if you don't know it. You know how to walk, run, jump, eat, sleep; that's within our DNA. Of course, if you want to create beings with their own consciousness, it requires you to develop the brain. If you want it to behave like an animal, don't develop it so much.
—... I think I understand and comprehend what you have told me... Thank you, Irina—.
-You are welcome-.
—What if I haven't had sex with my wife yet?—.
Hearing the question, Irina lifts her cup and eats a biscuit. With agile and sophisticated movements, she quietly puts down her cup to answer.
—Answer me this, how long until you become a God?—.
—One year and almost three months—.
—And what title does it have?—.
—I'm the hentai God, but what's up with that?—.
Plash.
—Then why haven't you had sex!!!—.
Surprised by the sudden tone of being yelled at, Javier buries his head, wanting to turn into a turtle to hide it when he sees how outraged Irina is.
—You may not know it, but a sex god lives off sex. You've been living in abstinence for over a year; you're suffering from not eating.
—I-I didn't know..., but I already found my wife—.
Recovering from the shock of the news Irina had happily given him, he told her about Yami.
—Congratulations and why are you still a virgin?—
—Kub!—.
Receiving a bucket of cold water for Irina's merciless words, Javier, concerned, told her what was bothering him.
—I feel like if we have sex, I might lose her. Yesterday, just as we were about to have sex, a feeling of unease ran through my body... I'm worried.
—Mm—.
Irina nodded, her thoughtful face making Javier's legs tremble as he watched her communicate with her system.
[One minute later]
In an eternal wait for Javier, who was waiting for some answer, seeing Irina's face change to helplessness, restlessness, empathy, frustration and sadness.
Even though the news was not good, Irina gave her verdict.
—The first Gods sacrificed their wives, giving birth to the support system we have now. Javier, I'm sorry, but if you do that to your wife, she'll die.
—...Huh?—.
Losing consciousness for a few moments, Javier couldn't see Irina's concern, as she tried to tell him something, but wasn't heard.
-I'll lose her, I'll lose my wife, for a support system-.
—Don't fuck with me!!!!!—.
Roaring with rage, Javier suddenly vanished from the dimension, leaving behind a trail of chaos, imploding millions of stars that, due to the heat that increased all life within a planetary system, died without a trace of its existence.
Left alone in the middle of a white dimension, Irina lets out a deep sigh.
—... I don't think he heard me, but the chances are zero.
Letting out discouraging words, Irina twisted her ring finger, and space and time moved backward, returning to how it was before. A starry sky, a wooden table carved with the same beasts and flora she would recognize from her travels. A floor that undulated, where she stepped, reflecting the pure sky like a mirror.
—...!, Futanari Goddess, Irina Mclus honors the visit to her abode to God of Gods—.
Rising gracefully, even though she was taken by surprise, she crouched down, kneeling before the unexpected visitor, the pair of Gods veiled over their faces. Gently moving the hand that had been holding Javier, she said:
—I understand why the Hentai God came to call you—.
—God of Gods… Do you still distrust him?—.
—It wouldn't be called distrust, but prevention.
As the couple spoke, Irina smiled, making it seem like there was just another chair for them to sit on.
—God Glory, Goddess Topazio, although I was tasked with watching over you and gaining your trust, it can be seen that you distrust me.
Gloria the male God of God, upon hearing from Irina, nodded, causing an image of the barren, lifeless planet Dedaria to appear.
—That was to be expected, Irina, I want to ask you for something.
—What could it be?—.
Topazio the Goddess of Goddesses, moved a finger, a smooth white sphere appearing.
—When it's convenient, I want you to enter the dimension where Javier is, and take him to his temple.
—Oh? Excuse my rudeness, but it wouldn't be a violation of the rules of the Gods.
There are several rules created to maintain peace among the Gods, one of which is that no God may enter a dimension occupied by another God unless authorized by the God occupying it. And while everyone knew this rule among many, Irina found it suspicious that the God of Gods themselves wanted her to break it.
"It's something you have to accept. But don't worry, this sphere contains a bit of our power. You'll enter by force and be a little restricted, nothing more, but it'll be worth it. Take it. Only when the sphere turns red should you head there."
—I understand how I make it work, I don't think it's just a pass—.
—Very true, but don't worry, someone knows much better than I do how it works... because this has remained with him from the beginning.
-Who is Glori referring to?-.
Still not understanding, Irina took the orb and said goodbye to Glori and Topazio. The God of Gods pair disappeared at the same time Irina left.
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[Saturday, May 30, 2028]{8:03 AM}[Valderrama Mansion-Source]
Blurring her eyes with tears she couldn't hold back as she discovered the truth and the consequences.
-Curse!...-.
Feeling powerless, he hit the ground with all his human strength, causing it to hurt and stain himself with his own blood.
—W-why do I have to go through this?... go to hell, ancestor... because of you, because of you I have to lose something important...—.
Javier couldn't believe that, because of someone's mistake, he had to pay for it. Javier made a rash decision.
—... I'll die even if I do nothing. I'm already 32 years old. I've lived my life long enough to have no regrets. If anyone has to die, it's me!—.
With a hoarse voice, Javier, like its owner, the hentai God core appeared in his hand and with all his strength he began to squeeze it.
—! Cough! cough! cough! boogh! uahhhh...!—.
He felt a sharp pain in his chest that spread throughout his body, making it difficult to breathe, losing his vision, while a rusty burning in his throat prevented him from coughing intensely, making him kneel.
Javier, who could barely gather his strength in a vulnerable state, his hand kept squeezing God's core in a suicide attempt.
-What are you doing?!-.
Listening in the distance to a voice full of sadness and concern, which Javier had never heard before.
In the moments when he felt frozen, on the verge of his senses being extinguished and a pleasant sleep enveloping his consciousness, a pleasant and soft summer sun lulled him, bringing him back to his senses.
—Ya-yami…—.
Regaining his senses, the first thing he could feel was that he was being burned, lying on the floor, the unforgettable mustard-blond hair, the unforgettable smell of being wrapped in vanilla and chocolate, and the spongy softness that trapped him.
Being able to feel the hentai God core once again inside his fractured body, which wouldn't be strange if a gust of stellar wind destroyed it, tears began to flow and with a hoarse voice full of helplessness he hugged the female body that wouldn't let go of him.
—I'm sorry... I'm sorry! Yami, I'm sorry!... Never leave my side, Yamiiii!, uaaaa...!—.
This was the second time Javier cried his heart out, the first time when he knew he would never see his family again, and this second time, just as helpless, Javier hugged Yami with all his strength as she patted him on the back.
—Everything's fine, I'll never leave, maest… husband. I don't know what happened to make you feel like this, but I'll always be by my husband's side.
Yami whispered, making Javier feel loved and protected.
As the seconds passed, the crying turned into sobbing until it calmed down and Yami, noticing that he had fallen asleep after crying so much, settled him with her mist, laying him on the ground and letting Javier's head rest on her lap.
—Yami Onee-chan!... mm? Did he fall asleep again, daddy? Did something happen?
Reading the small details from an early age, I don't ask more questions, Shio and I wait for Yami's answer as she runs her hand through Javier's hair.
—Nothing important… he just fell asleep.
—I understand… Should I bring a blanket?—.
—We're fine like this—.
—Daddy, I don't know, nurse—.
Shaking his head, Yami gave a fond smile.
—Were you looking for me?—
—Oh, I almost forgot, Mommy, it says there's a call from a Bi-bi-bimuyo—.
Shio, who couldn't pronounce very well, moved her head left and right with her finger on her lips, until she pronounced it wrong, making her look adorable.
—I'll be right there—.
—I'll tell my mom—.
As Shio left, Yami stroked his eyelash a few times before leaning in. Seeing a strand of hair brushing Javier's cheek, she tucked it behind his ear.
—My love, it's time to get up—.
He whispered gently into her ear.
—... Mmm..., Yami—.
-Are you OK?-.
Javier, seeing Yami's face so close, being the only thing he could see when he woke up, looked away.
—Ehehehe, how cute—.
—So you've been able to talk all this time—.
—It was only recently that I was able to do it, I wanted to surprise you, you liked it—.
Returning his gaze, Javier was lost in that mischievous smile. Raising his hands, he tangled them in Yami's hair, pushing it down, and he, rising slightly, kissed Yami.
—I love hearing your voice—.
—I'm glad… Ryuto is waiting for you on the line—.
Yami, not hesitating to ask what happened, only Ryuto's call on the line. Javier stood up and extended his hand to Yami.
'Cleaning'
"It was cowardly of me to commit suicide. I will continue to bear this shame, even if I suffer this withdrawal for the short time I have left."
—I won't ask... but don't show that pained face, they're worried about you, smile, yes—.
-Thank you-.
Taking Yami's delicate hands, he kissed both palms before leaving.
Wanting to convey his love through that small gesture, he left. Yami stood for a moment before looking toward the horizon, his gentle demeanor turning as cold as winter.
—... I don't know what happened, but trying to get him to commit suicide isn't in my plans. The only one who can kill him is me.
Cold, I know in appearance, behavior, look, gestures, Yami disappeared from the fountain with her mist enveloping her.
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—Sorry for the delay, Ryuto, what do you need me for?—.
—I just wanted to ask you where we'd meet, something came up, you seem a bit off.
Surprised that they noticed his decline over the phone, he forced a smile.
—Haha, it's nothing, just a minor personal issue. Now, what were you telling me about the place?
—...Makoto texted me and asked where we would meet—.
—Oh, how about Matsuki Park—.
—Sounds good to me, I'll let Makoto know, see you at ten—.
-See you-.
Hanging up the call, Javier lets out a heavy sigh.
—Hey, what's wrong?—.
—Asahi, don't stand behind me, you scare me... You'll ask me the same thing too.
-Me too?-.
—Forget it, where are Sayaka and Rinka-chan?—.
—They are tidying up their rooms—.
-Thank you-.
—Are you really okay?—.
—I'm fine, very fine—.
Leaving Asahi alone with window cleaning supplies, he saw Javier's hunched back.
—He's discouraged… well, I don't have to care—.
Wanting to turn a blind eye, Asahi couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with Javier as he cleaned the windows.
On the second floor, Javier entered Rinka's room with a smile on his face.
—Yo, Rinka-chan, what time do you have practice?—.
—...Javier Onii-chan! You don't know it's very rude to enter a lady's room.
—Lady? Where?—.
Covering himself with the thrown pillows, Javier laughed, placing them on top of a desk chair and burying his face in them.
—Fu, fu smells like Rinka...—.
—Wow, Javier Onii-chan you are a degenerate, getting turned on by smelling your little sister's pillow.
—Hehehe, keep praising me, come on, don't hold back.
—Better not, and did something happen?—.
-Other-.
Shaking his head, Javier rubs his face with his hands.
—I don't know what happened to you, but from what I see, I'm not the only one, Javier Onii-chan, tell me what happened?—.
—I have nothing to tell you, now tell me what time you get out of practice?—
—I think at four and I have to arrive at nine thirty.
—... One hour left, that's all—.
—You won't tell me what's wrong with you!—.
Shaking his hand, he leaves Rinka's room to go to Sayaka's.
—Sayaka, what time do you leave the Club?—.
—!... you don't seem to have any delicacy, Javier—.
—Yes, yes, now tell me who they're dating.
—I came in at ten and I'm leaving at four, why do you want to know?
—So the car can pick them up, fine, that's all. I'll leave you alone, and by the way, did you like the stuffed animal I left on your doorstep?
Laughing, she pointed to a winged pig, one of which she and Shio had bought at a stuffed animal store when they visited the aquarium.
Blushing, Sayaka throws away the pencil case.
—Hahaha, you blush because you liked it, hahaha—.
Trying to leave while laughing at Sayaka, Javier is stopped by a grab on the hem of his shirt.
—Is something wrong?—.
—And I thought you weren't going to ask me, do I have something on my face or something?
Touching his face a second time, he tried to wash it with his hands.
—Your face doesn't show anything if no one knows you, but there are wrinkles between your eyebrows, and you also have sad eyes. You know, I don't think I can be of much help, but you can come talk if you want... b-but that doesn't mean I've forgiven you for what you've done to me.
—Now you're Tsundere—.
—Uhhhh… I knew being nice to you would be a bad idea.
He puffed out his cheeks as he threw a tantrum of being nice.
"Nothing's wrong. You'd better finish up and start getting ready to go. We're leaving at nine-thirty."
—Oh, thank you—.
Leaving Sayaka's room, stunned by the sudden kindness without any sexual abuse, Javier, who was walking down the hall, remembers Sayaka's words and touches his brow with his thumb, noticing that it was indeed wrinkled.
"Tsk, then everyone will know something's wrong with me. Am I an open book or something?"
—Mr. Valderrama, I already made your bed and cleaned your room.
—Thanks, Yuuna, let me have the entire second-floor hallway.
—That's a lot for one person—.
—I want to clear my mind… and don't ask me, something's wrong because I already answered no—.
Yuuna, who saw him leave, hesitated before calling him.
—... If you want to talk, you can find me! I won't be much help, but I'll listen to everything you have to say!—
—Thanks for your words, but seriously I'm fine—.
Leaving Yuuna in front of the bedroom, Javier went downstairs and grabbed some cleaning supplies from the storage area under the main stairs.