After dinner, Luke, having finished washing up, tiredly climbed into bed.
His body, sinking into the soft quilt, felt the fatigue pouring in from all directions.
After a bath, being wrapped in something soft makes the body feel increasingly comfortable.
He had experienced the morning exercise and a day full of complicated matters, and was now drowsy.
But driven by the desire to finish the last bit of the horror manga, he forced his eyelids open, slowly browsing through the final special horror manga story: "Dream Ritual"...
Trying to read the entire content quickly at this time would only lead to reading a section and forgetting it, being counterproductive.
So he could only explore bit by bit...
However, even with his strong perseverance, he couldn't finish it.
The reason wasn't just his tired mind unable to concentrate, but also the bad woman constantly causing trouble behind him.
Annie rested her head on his shoulder, her arm slipping through his waist bit by bit, her fingers skillfully pressing, kneading...
"Hiss!"
He sucked in a breath of cold air, saying rather helplessly: "Can't you wait until I finish this last little bit?"
These few days Mikasa wasn't home, Annie alone monopolized the previously evenly distributed schedule.
Being more proactive than Mikasa, she had been launching attacks continuously these past few days.
Annie remained unmoved by his words, clenching her palm into a claw shape, two fingers lightly slipping into his vital organ, moving up and down.
Facing the master's hint, she requested access.
His already tense legs slowly clamped together.
He really couldn't understand why Annie knew his sensitive spots even better than he did...
"Is that manga really more important than me?"
At times like this, the outwardly cold Annie would always reveal her other side.
"Sigh." He sighed lightly, tossing the manga in his hand towards the windowsill.
Does that even need saying?
Of course, you're more important.
Slowly turning over, positioning his body facing the ceiling, he looked towards his left side.
He looked at Annie's delicate face... that black hair tie was already wrapped around her golden hair, shimmering with luster...
Her cherry lips exhaled hot breath, her ears suffused with shy redness, her blue pupils gazed at him, the affection within making his body even softer.
He lifted the strands of hair covering her eyes with his finger, looking at the blue pupils sparkling under the light, he said helplessly, "Shouldn't our roles be swapped?"
Annie, who had turned the tables, also looked at him, but said nothing.
His tired expression carried a naturally revealed tenderness, the corner of his mouth showed a helpless yet subtly discernible faint smile... she easily noticed it.
Suddenly, her heart leaped uncontrollably, breathing became harder, thoughts became more scattered...
No matter when, his gaze like this always made her unable to control herself... she didn't need flowery words piled up with love, nor gifts accumulated with money.
She knew judo, Muay Thai, and later learned exquisite cooking skills.
She was also confident in her appearance.
As a maid, she believed she was qualified... if these things could prove her love.
But she wasn't omnipotent after all, not knowing how to express love with words.
She could only use her body cheering for him, her surging, excited heartbeat to prove to him—
"Can't swap... because I can't help myself when it comes to you, Master."
Annie turned her body, facing him, her knees sinking into the bed again...
Their fingers interlaced, tightly clasped, intimately connected.
She loved this posture representing their relationship as lovers, as if she could pull her beloved into her side, or her heart, at any moment...
He looked at Annie's eyes pulsating with her heartbeat.
At this distance, he could easily smell the fragrance on her.
But he was an upright gentleman, absolutely would not be swayed by her soft figure; he would only be lost in love.
Mm, thus, he made a prior declaration.
"Heh, then while Mikasa still takes some time to return, I'll spend some more time with you."
His hands, equally tightly clasping Annie's fingers, separated to the left and right.
Annie's body tilted accordingly, a pleasant whimper escaping her lips.
In short, some things that should happen, happened.
Luke emerged from the milky-scented position, his body lying on the bed enduring Annie's fingers...
He didn't understand why she and Mikasa, after things were done, always liked to trace circles on his body with their fingers, especially his waist sides...
Are they reincarnated cats? Once their paws start moving, they can't stay idle.
Due to the excitement, his previous drowsiness was temporarily suppressed.
Thinking about the day's events, he said to Annie: "Right, I plan to rent a building."
He slowly explained the matter of the cursed building to her...
Annie raised her head, looking at him puzzledly: "Our family isn't that short on money, right? Is it necessary to manage finances? Mikasa and I can earn money after graduation."
He explained: "One must worry about the future. Even if you have money, you have to consider economic crises, bank failures, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes..."
He wasn't the type to be particularly farsighted, but paper money and numbers in the bank never felt as secure to him as tangible assets.
And he didn't understand things like stocks or hedge funds, so getting a shop seemed better.
As for the price, it was a dilapidated, unrented building anyway.
Plus, with the windfall Kasumizuki earned from selling the spirit-dummy, it shouldn't cause too much financial burden.
Annie looked at him listing various disasters like counting family treasures, gently comforting him: "Even if you go bankrupt, I will always follow you."
"But it's precisely because of that, that I don't want us to live a life of hunger and cold."
Luke continued: "Leaving it in the bank is just leaving it there, let Kasumizuki help check it out. If it can make money, she definitely won't let it go."
"As you wish, since you're the master."
Annie brought her flushed face close to him again...
Hot breath washed over his chest... Luke warily stared at her: "What are you trying to do again?"
Annie blew on his soft ear:
"Tatakae." (Fight)
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Class lunchtime break.
Luke tiredly looked at his bread.
Of course, he wasn't tired because of certain things; after all, what could one maid do to him?
It was just that the recently resumed morning exercises left his body unrecorved, absolutely not the physical fatigue caused by burning passion in the night's battle...
On this point alone, he hoped the world would remember.
Luke gently scraped the bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth...
Really don't know what's so delicious about this bread.
No matter how varied or refined it is, eating too much of it becomes hard to swallow;
But Mikasa and Annie make him bring lunch, and he isn't very willing to eat cold food.
Doesn't understand why such a large school doesn't even have a place to heat food, forcing him to chew on cold food.
And today, spring rain started falling in mid-April.
He didn't really want to get wet going out for ramen.
The damp air on rainy days is very uncomfortable...
But some people like rainy days, because the pitter-patter sound might be very calming, soothing, and relaxing, creating an atmosphere of melancholy and romance in the heart...
Besides that, it can also make people somewhat anxious.
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