Sincir cleans the girls before sending them on their way (though the possessive, petty part of him sort of wants to see what they’d do if he told them to wear his piss on their skin throughout the day), and once they’re gone, he cleans the floor too, before heading toward the room he shares with Esme in order to clean the mess the three idiots left there as well...

  It turns out him and Ena missed breakfast completely, the time now being the middle of the morning, but Eleanor offered herself to cook something for all of them before Esme leaves for work, as a small token of apology for all the trouble she caused.

  Sincir won’t deny that he is proud of her for that... And she was covered in his piss while it happened, no less.

  He finds Rez and No in Esme’s room, with looks of disgust on their faces, seeming to be pondering about how exactly they’ll get that mattress to ever be clean again, which causes him to grimace.

  “Don’t worry, leave this one to me... You girls can start with the other rooms,” he says while throwing them an apologetic look.

  He expects No to give him one of her usual lectures, but she seems strangely calm, considering the situation (other than her obvious disgust), and simply sighs with relief once he tells her he’ll be the one cleaning the mess.

  “I don’t what you did in there, Sincir, and I certainly would like to keep it that way, but you might consider leaving the window open on your way out...” she says as she walks by him, heading for the door while rolling her eyes.

  Rez nods, her agreement obvious by her own expression of disgust, as heads after the young noble.

  ...Right at this moment, he could die of shame.

  Shaking his head to himself, Sincir gets to work, and since he wants to catch Esme before she leaves, he hurries to cast several cleaning spells...

  And with the magic cleaning being done, he finally heads down to join the girls for breakfast, all three of whom turn to stare at him as he enters the kitchen.

  “...Fuck,” Eleanor murmurs, “Can we not see each other for a couple of hours, at least?”

  Ena seems to share of her feelings, but unfortunately for the two of them, he is starving, and they’re near the food.

  As he ignores them and grabs a pte for himself, Esme rolls her eyes, pointing at the other two with her spoon.

  “You guys might not survive with him if you continue like this, you know? What we did was a bit out there, sure, but you can’t deny we all had fun doing it, at least to some extent, and Sincir didn’t force us to do anything... In fact, this time he wasn’t even the instigator.”

  “Thank you, love... That’s why you’re first girl,” he tells her while pcing a brief kiss over her lips, before taking a seat beside her.

  Both Eleanor and Ena grimaces over his comment, but they don’t argue against it.

  “So, what are we doing today?” Ena asks, “It’s not too te to go to work, I suppose, but we’d have to skip our training...”

  Sincir shakes his head. “Let’s train today, and then Eleanor can head out to the guild with me ter, so I can have that talk with our prestigious guild master... We shouldn't dey dealing with those cultists any more than we need to.”

  Three days have gone by since his meeting with William, so he assumes Yesenia has told on him by now... He wonders if he’ll be able to get their cooperation, or if they’re going to have a problem with him and his secrets. Having the guild on their side would make things much easier for the following confrontation with the cultists, but there is always a possibility the guild will prove unreasonable and turn on him, instead...

  Sincir doesn’t like his chances against the whole of Elderspire’s Explores Guild were they to turn on him, but he doesn’t have much of a choice in his current situation, other than hope that they’ll at least give him a chance to prove himself.

  ...Should he have Eleanor stay, after all?

  Seeing his expression, the nephilim shakes her head. “Don’t even; I’m going.”

  He sighs. “Well... Hopefully, having an adventurer who has a longer track record backing me up will make them more willing to listen; And if not, I guess I can always beg them to spare your life, at least.”

  Ena chokes on her food, beginning to cough as she gres at him.

  Grimacing, Eleanor throws her an appeasing look. “He is joking... Even if we’re not able to convince them to help us, it shouldn’t come to the point where they’d attack us. At worst, we might be out of a job, but they’d let us leave... The guild isn’t in the business of catching bad guys, st I heard, unless they have a bounty on them.”

  Once she is finally done coughing, having drunk a cup of water Esme offered her, Ena sighs.

  “I don’t like the idea of us being the bad guys... But I guess that’s what happens to a group of people having a demon in their midst, no questions asked.”

  Sincir nods. “And that group would’ve been beled correctly, much more often than not; Don’t forget that.”

  Esme chuckles. “I’m fine with being a bad boy’s girlfriend...”

  Eleanor rolls her eyes. “Two bad boys, you mean...”

  Meeting her gaze, Esme raises her eyebrows suggestively. “Shouldn’t that be two bad boys and one very girl bad girl, then, after what happened st night?”

  To the surprise of all, Eleanor actually blushes, eventually averting her gaze and rising as she murmurs something about doing the dishes...

  Once Sincir and Ena throw Esme a shocked look, the librarian cocks her head.

  “...What?”

  Sincir shakes his head. “Nothing... First girl it is, then.”

  Ena nods. “Just don’t ask me to kiss your ass, but damn...”

  Esme blinks, staring at them in obvious confusion. “You know, you guys are weird sometimes... Anyway, I gotta go now, or I won’t get any work done before my curfew.”

  Ena and him exchange a gnce, sighing together.

  “I’ll walk you out,” Sincir offers, rising as Esme also does so, “Ena, watch my food for me, okay?”

  She snorts. “You know it’s not going to run away, right?”

  “You never know when some passerby fairy might feel the need to fuck up your day...” he murmurs darkly as he follows Esme out of the kitchen and catches her on the corridor in front of their door, leaning down to grab her shoes.

  “...Have you sworn off underwear forever or something?”

  Following the line of his gaze toward her naked ass, she chuckles. “I think so, yeah... I’m dripping wet all the time, anyway. Want me to fsh you?”

  Sincir blinks, then smiles. “Wait, do it shamelessly... Sit on the ground and open your legs while you put your shoes on, like you don’t realize what you’re doing.”

  She snorts, but does as instructed, sitting on to ground while spreading her legs to give him an unobstructed view of her glistening, slightly reddened pussy...

  However, instead of reaching for her shoes, she gnces toward the bulge of his erection against his pants, then stares up at him, smiling. “C’mon, tell me to do something else other than putting my shoes on... Since I’m already this te, I could spare of couple minutes more for a second breakfast.”

  Sincir considers it... Well, is she doesn’t mind staying a bit longer, who is he to deny her?

  “Okay... Hold your ankles up for me; Let me watch you for a bit,” he whispers at her, slightly hoarsely.

  Esme smiles, grabbing her ankles and raising them until he is able to see the bottom of her feet. “Like this?” she asks, pyfully curling her toes for him as she does so, “Are you going to piss on top of me again?”

  “Would you mind...?”

  “With that handy spell thingy of yours...? No even a little bit. You can use me as your toilet from now on, if you want.”

  Sincir curses softly. “Okay, we’re getting off, I guess...”

  Quickly pulling his pants down, he slowly begins to jerk his member under Esme’s attentive gaze.

  “...Should I do something else? Not that I mind spreading myself for you until you cum all over me...”

  He smiles at her. “Tell me about what you and Eleanor did, in as much detail as possible... But don’t lie.”

  Smiling again, Esme settles her back against the door behind her, looking for a more comfortable position as she continues to spread herself as shamelessly as possible for him.

  “Let’s see... After we were done pissing all over you, she took me to her room, as promised. I never felt more like a prisoner heading for the gallows... But my pussy was itching so bad at that point that I don’t think I’d have cared if she killed me, for so long as she allowed me to cum first...”

  “Horny dumbass.”

  She chuckles. “I won’t deny it... In any case, El was surprisingly gentle, as though she was afraid to break me, even as I felt her anger and the barely contained energy behind her muscles... Still, as soon as we were through her door, she pushed me forward, pressed my face against her mattress, and sat on top of it, cutting my breathing off...”

  Increasing the speed of his jerking, Sincir swallows. “Keep going.”

  “She ordered me to keep my ass up, and then she begun to sp my ass cheeks, hard and fast, only ever so often allowing me to breath... I think she was counting, because it felt very cyclical...” At this point, Esme bites her lower lip, releasing one of her ankles in order to begin to rub herself. “M-may I?”

  “Y-yeah... Get yourself off to it, it’s fine.”

  She nods, moaning softly as she continues, “She was so rough, Sin... Not like you or Collin at all, and I felt actually afraid I wouldn’t be able to put up with the pain once she just kept going, not even allowing me to apologize... But then she suddenly stopped, rising, and told me to get on the ground, head down and ass up... I did it, of course...! No way I was going to defy her at that point...”

  “How long did she hit you for?” Sincir asks, hoarse and slightly breathlessly.

  “H-half and hour or something...? It felt like forever...”

  Lords.

  “And then?”

  Esme shudders. “Once I groveled for her, she inspected my ass for a little bit, massaging it, and told me that if I was a good girl from there on, she’d heal it before we went to bed... Then she told me to say whose bitch I was.”

  Sincir groans. “You said my name, didn’t you?!”

  “I didn’t realized she wanted me to say I was her bitch, or I swear, I would’ve! I was scare shitless of her hitting me more...!” Esme whisper hurriedly, her finger moving faster on top of her sex as she does so, “You should’ve seen the look on her face when I said your name... Like she might just burn me to ashes on the spot! But then... Then I think she saw the terrified look on my face, and it must’ve been enough for her to control herself... She ughed, and said I was lucky she thought me stupid, rather than trying to purposefully piss her off... Still, I think that earned me another zero...”

  Realizing her blush, and sudden hesitation, Sincir almost crosses the edge right there and then, having to lower the speed of his own jerking for a moment. “Another z-zero of what, love?” he whisper hoarsely at her.

  Stopping her rubbing in order to pce two finger inside herself, then beginning to pump them in, Esme shudders. “Apologies... She pced a knee over her bed, leaned forward a little, and told me to kiss her ass... A h-hundred times.”

  Fuck.

  “Okay... I can see where the extra zero fits in.”

  Sincir chuckles. “She made me murmur an apology each time, about how I’d never humiliate her in front of the two of you for no reason again... And I had to count out loud... I felt her asshole against my lips each time, and I begged her to let me py with myself while I apologized... I said I was her bitch too, if she would take me...”

  Esme moans, quivering over the memory.

  “...She gave me this cold look, like I was out of line for daring to think I was good enough to become her bitch... But I must’ve looked really pathetic, begging on my knees as a kissed her asshole repeatedly, because she eventually conceded, saying I could use her foot, and only her foot, like during our pet py... Once I was done apologizing, she sat on her bed, offered me her foot, and told me to spread my legs as far apart as they’d go as I ground my pussy on it...”

  Sincir clenches his teeth, throwing a quick gnce behind his shoulder to make sure they weren’t caught yet, before looking at Esme again, still spreading herself for him as she now moans softly and fingers herself rapidly...

  “W-what then?” he asks.

  Esme shudders. “I did it... And she grinned at me the whole time, like as I was a monkey dancing for her... I felt my cheeks burning, but I was way too horny to stop, and I could see on her face that she knew that... I was terrified that she would edge me, but she didn’t; She rubbed her foot against my pussy while I came all over it, wetting her floor in the process...”

  She must’ve squirted again, the hopeless pervert...

  “And again, I thought she’d get mad at me for dirtying her floor, but she just smiled and told me to clean the mess I had made over her foot...”

  “Did you lick it clean, like a g-good girl...?”

  Esme bites her lower lip, ughing softly as she arches back slightly and curls her toes. “I pped it all up like a good bitch, yeah... And then I licked her other foot, too, because I had gotten it dirty as well... She asked me what I thought of kissing her ass, and I said I’d have kissed it all night long, had she wanted me too... Bad choice of words, I guess.”

  “F-Fuck, Esme, keep going...!”

  “Next thing I k-knew, I had my back against the ground, and she was crouched over my face with her asshole spread in front of me...! I think I licked it for a couple of hours, Sin! And I lost count of how many times the both of us came during that time!”

  Feeling he can’t hold himself back anymore, Sincir kneels in front of her, pressing his member against her face, and begins to shoot his cum, drawing it in white...

  If her gzed eyes and shuddering are anything to by, she came at the same time as him.

  Once they are both done, Esme smiles at him. “It didn’t end there, you know?”

  Sincir blinks. “Okay... You don’t need to spread yourself anymore, but tell me the rest anyway; I’m curios.”

  Rexing her posture while moving so she can snuggle herself against his chest, Esme chuckles. “I can tell... Well, at that point, I was pretty much seeing stars, and I might or might not have mumbled something about loving her, which caused her to freeze, and then to curse... We hugged for a bit after that, still on the ground, and I told her that she screamed loud enough to wake up the house again, which made her expression darken... I didn’t think she’d have cared, so I asked her what was wrong.”

  While running his fingers through her hair gently, Sincir nods; He has a pretty good guess as to why Eleanor would become upset then, once her anger and desire subsided.

  “...She told me that, believe it or not, she didn’t actually want to cause trouble for everybody all the time... And that she had apologized to No not a day prior, only to wake her up again in the middle of the night... She looked really upset, Sin, more than I had ever seen other than when she was apologizing to Ena... So I asked her if she wanted me to help her make it up to No.”

  Sincir blinks. Did they...?

  “Thankfully, No answered her door, though she did not look happy while doing it...”

  “Did she accept you?” Sincir ask, not trying to hide the surprise in his voice as he meets Esme’s clear brown eyes once more.

  Her face being still covered in his cum, she smiles at him. “She and I already fucked a couple of times, remember? And naked Eleanor is a sight to behold... Is it that hard to believe she let us inside?”

  Sincir considers it; The sight of the two of them, naked on the corridor, apologetic-looking, asking No is she wanted them to make up to her for having disturbed her sleep for the tenth time this week... Yeah, she’d need to have been a nun in order to refuse their offer in those circumstances.

  “...What happened after you went inside?” he asks, slightly hoarsely, while still sustaining Esme’s gaze.

  She chuckles. “Unfortunately, not much worth describing. We fucked, and fucked some more, until neither of us three felt like cumming again... Well, if there is anything, is that you should’ve seen the look on No’s face when El started to suck on her toes, and I went for her ass... I think we might’ve corrupt her forever, mentably. And she was such an innocent, pure girl too...”

  Well, hopes the knight doesn’t mind them perverted... Sorry, Daniel.

  “Hey, Esme, for how long do you pn on sitting there with his cum on your face and your legs spread?” Ena’s voice calls out to the two of them, causing him and Esme to look toward her figure, standing near the kitchen’s entrance with her arms crossed and a look of incredulity on her face, “You do know this is the front entrance to our house, right? Weren’t you going to work?”

  Esme smiles apologetic, yet shamelessly at her. “I’m going, I’m going, no need to get all pissy because I was the one to get his morning wood...”

  Her eyes widening slightly, Ena immediately blushes. “T-that’s not why I-!”

  Esme snorts. “Sure it isn’t, harem leader; You’ll spend the whole day with him, so give me a break, okay?”

  Ena averts her gaze, her cheeks now burning heavily. “...I suppose I could’ve admonished him a little as well, so my jealousy wouldn’t have been as obvious... Don’t mind me and take as long as you want.”

  Esme and him exchange a look, chucking together.

  “I should go, before Ena murders me...” she murmurs, “I’ll see you when I’m back, right?”

  Sincir raises an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to retry that date with Collin? Because of what happened, the two of you never got to go.”

  Esme shakes her head. “Tomorrow... He wants to spend some time with his servant today; Something about ‘trust building exercises’... Wait, you think they’re fucking?” she asks, as though the thought only now occurred to her, and sounding slightly hopeful, for some reason.

  Sincir snorts; Collin and Leon?

  “Sorry, but I don’t think it’ll ever happen.”

  “Oh... Well, off I go, then. Do you mind doing your spell thingy, or would you rather me spend the day with your cum on my face...? I think I could probably get away with it once it dries off...?”

  Pretending he heard nothing in order to avoid the temptation of having Esme go to work with his cum all over her face (for some reason, he doubts Collin would be happy with him, were that to happen), Sincir quickly casts a cleaning spell over her body while rising and pulling her up with him.

  “Bye... And be careful,” he whispers at her while pcing a brief kiss over her lips, before spping her ass as he gently pushes toward the door, “Try not to corrupt some poor, innocent maiden on your way to work, alright?”

  “I’ll try my best not to,” Esme retorts, chuckling as she waves at him over her shoulder and opens the door, stepping outside, before closing it after herself.

  ...Since the idiot didn’t wait for him to pull his pants back up, they ended up fshing some old man outside with his cock; Though, as he is technically still a kid, it’s probably fine.

  Turning around, Sincir realizes Ena is still there, her face turned away and her cheeks slightly blushed as she throws him an annoyed sidelong look.

  “...I could go for another round,” he offers, raising his eyebrows suggestively as he does so.

  Ena snorts. “I came to tell you your food was growing cold, and that me and El were able to hear you two idiots just fine from the kitchen... If you still want to do at least some training today, you might consider pulling those pants up before one of us jumps you.”

  Having said as much, she walks back to the kitchen, leaving Sincir to chuckle on his own as he finally pulls his pants back up...

  A quick, somewhat lonely breakfast ter, and he goes to join Ena and Eleanor at their backyard, where they had started their training without him, being now on a light, no touching spar.

  He watches them exchanging sword swings for a moment, neither gaining or losing ground at a visible rate, before cpping his hands and calling for them to join him.

  “We could do with some magic training for today, I think,” he says once he has gotten them to sit in front of him with their legs crossed, “At this point, you should both be able to invoke fire, at least, so why don’t we start with that...”

  Eleanor nods; Then, she gathers her mana for a brief second, waving her hand as she causes a small fme to fsh through the air in front of her.

  “...Easy.”

  However, as he turns toward Ena, Sincir realizes she is biting her lower lip, her expression apologetic.

  “S-sorry, I can’t invoke it yet... I know it has been almost a week since we started on fire, but...”

  “You’re having trouble with it?”

  “...Yeah,” she admits, “Whenever I try, it feels hot, somehow... Like the fire is refusing to listen to me.”

  Sincir nods. “Trying to use earth magic is like that for me; It feels heavy... Don’t worry, that just means fire is a bad attribute for you, and it’ll take more effort for you to do anything with it. Eleanor, on the other hand, has a good affinity, if her spider burning the other day is anything to go by...”

  Ena snorts. “Barn burning, you mean.”

  “For someone who can’t light a stick, you sure talk big,” the nephilim retorts, rolling her eyes.

  Sensing a day full of bickering ahead of him, Sincir grimaces; No, he is not going through this after everything they’ve been through together during these past few days.

  “Okay, new rule; If you bicker with each other, I’m giving each of you a punishment.”

  Ena and Eleanor break their gring contest to stare at him, raising their eyebrows.

  “...Are you going to fight me on this?” he asks them.

  They exchange a look, then Ena shrugs. “Go for it, pervert.”

  Sincir smiles. “Activate one of your buffs, and keep them up through a tongue kiss with each other; I’ll count to a minute, and however doesn’t make it until the end will do me a hundred push-ups.”

  They blink.

  “...What? Too hard for you?”

  They exchange a second look.

  “...He clearly taking advantage of-” Ena tries, but Eleanor is already smiling.

  “Afraid, pipsqueak?” she interrupts, her gaze daring.

  Ena tightens her jaw. “Of your tongue? Not exactly, bitch. Want to give Sin the time of his life? Fine for me...”

  At this point in their training, they don’t have trouble activating a buff at will (at least for the ones they already know how, of course), but being put through stressful, unexpected situations, might still cause them to occasionally lose control of their magic... And if they hope to ever break the barrier of sustaining more than one spell at once, increasing their ability to concentrate is paramount...

  ...Other than that, he just wanted to see them kissing.

  What? He never cimed to be a saint, did he?