Fiona’s Happiness
“Hahh…”
A small yawn escapes my lips as I sluggishly get out of my bed.
I can hear winter footstep during this time of the day. It took a bit of reasoning to get me out of my warm bed, but the stimulating smell of spices had caused my conscious to choose to be awake. No desire to sleep could defeat my appetite.
I had no regrets leaving the bed behind me as I moved towards the smell, my stomach grumbling as I walked.
It was not a very large apartment room, and the kitchen was right in front of me. And there was a man standing there; cooking. To me, his back looked like it was shining.
As a woman, I was slightly taller than average, but he was so tall that I had to look up to face him. His broad and powerful back was distinguishable as that of a first-rate warrior or knight. Even a child would be able to tell. In fact, he was much more. He was a berserker. First-rate warriors would flee before him.
And now, that back which held such superhuman strength was bare without even a single shirt to cover it.
His back was like steel, like armor made of muscle. Looking at him, I had to swallow down my saliva for reasons that had nothing to do with the cooking.
Just like a male adventurer who is lured towards a succubus, I find myself wobbling towards him. If he wasn’t wearing his favorite underwear of black dragon leather either, if his lower half was naked as well, I might have dashed forward and jumped on him.
In any case, I would reach him quickly in this small room. I would be at a distance where my hand could reach, and then a distance where our skin touches.
There is no hesitation or modesty. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him, just like I had wanted to.
“Good morning, Kurono.”
“Morning, Fiona. I’m almost finished here, just wait a moment.”
“Sure.”
“…I suppose you aren’t going to let me go then.”
I imagine him smiling. I wish that I could see it, but I didn’t want to leave his back, my cheek against his. I couldn’t leave even if I wanted to, there was nothing to be done about it.
“I’ll wait patiently.”
“That’s not the problem. It’ll burn if I can’t move.”
“Meat tastes better if its a little burnt.”
“You’ll get something more than just well done.”
“That’s quite a predicament.”
“Anyway, you should go change. You’re too tempting when you are naked.”
Yet he’s seen me naked plenty of times. Kurono could be cute when he says such innocent things.
There was no getting around it, I agreed and begrudging untangled my witches embrace.
Nightmare let out a frightening and healthy neigh once again as I and Kurono rode together, gallantly making our way to the Academy.
Now we were heroes that everyone in Spada knew about, the ‘Nightmare Berserker’ and the witch. We made such a great couple, the looks of jealousy that the other students threw at us felt good. It was nice to have our relationship accepted by everyone.
We left Mary in the stables and headed for the classroom, hand in hand. Our fingers entangled, what I like to call the lovers tangle. I didn’t want to let go of him for a second. I think this, but reality won’t allow it. But it was alright, I was a woman who could wait.
I let go of him with a little regret and sat in the chair next to his. The adventurer’s course had free seating at least. Even if a seat was already occupied, the students were understanding enough to give me their set. It is very important to be able to read the situation.
Fiona’s Happiness
“Hahh…”
A small yawn escapes my lips as I sluggishly get out of my bed.
I can hear winter footstep during this time of the day. It took a bit of reasoning to get me out of my warm bed, but the stimulating smell of spices had caused my conscious to choose to be awake. No desire to sleep could defeat my appetite.
I had no regrets leaving the bed behind me as I moved towards the smell, my stomach grumbling as I walked.
It was not a very large apartment room, and the kitchen was right in front of me. And there was a man standing there; cooking. To me, his back looked like it was shining.
As a woman, I was slightly taller than average, but he was so tall that I had to look up to face him. His broad and powerful back was distinguishable as that of a first-rate warrior or knight. Even a child would be able to tell. In fact, he was much more. He was a berserker. First-rate warriors would flee before him.
And now, that back which held such superhuman strength was bare without even a single shirt to cover it.
His back was like steel, like armor made of muscle. Looking at him, I had to swallow down my saliva for reasons that had nothing to do with the cooking.
Just like a male adventurer who is lured towards a succubus, I find myself wobbling towards him. If he wasn’t wearing his favorite underwear of black dragon leather either, if his lower half was naked as well, I might have dashed forward and jumped on him.
In any case, I would reach him quickly in this small room. I would be at a distance where my hand could reach, and then a distance where our skin touches.
There is no hesitation or modesty. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him, just like I had wanted to.
“Good morning, Kurono.”
“Morning, Fiona. I’m almost finished here, just wait a moment.”
“Sure.”
“…I suppose you aren’t going to let me go then.”
I imagine him smiling. I wish that I could see it, but I didn’t want to leave his back, my cheek against his. I couldn’t leave even if I wanted to, there was nothing to be done about it.
“I’ll wait patiently.”
“That’s not the problem. It’ll burn if I can’t move.”
“Meat tastes better if its a little burnt.”
“You’ll get something more than just well done.”
“That’s quite a predicament.”
“Anyway, you should go change. You’re too tempting when you are naked.”
Yet he’s seen me naked plenty of times. Kurono could be cute when he says such innocent things.
There was no getting around it, I agreed and begrudging untangled my witches embrace.
Nightmare let out a frightening and healthy neigh once again as I and Kurono rode together, gallantly making our way to the Academy.
Now we were heroes that everyone in Spada knew about, the ‘Nightmare Berserker’ and the witch. We made such a great couple, the looks of jealousy that the other students threw at us felt good. It was nice to have our relationship accepted by everyone.
We left Mary in the stables and headed for the classroom, hand in hand. Our fingers entangled, what I like to call the lovers tangle. I didn’t want to let go of him for a second. I think this, but reality won’t allow it. But it was alright, I was a woman who could wait.
I let go of him with a little regret and sat in the chair next to his. The adventurer’s course had free seating at least. Even if a seat was already occupied, the students were understanding enough to give me their set. It is very important to be able to read the situation.
