Crossed lines (SDS x MHA)

Chapter 20- Finally, A Mentor

The first thing you saw when you woke again was stone... which admittedly, wasn't too unusual, but it meant that you were no longer in the tavern, and the amount of purple around you also pointed to that. Of course, you didn't really want to notice anything, what with the blinding headache you had.

That hadn't been the first sneeze attack you'd ever had, but it was the most painful, and as you looked around blearily, it felt as though needles were being driven through your eyes.

"God." You groaned loudly as you rolled over, pressing on your eyes, hoping for any form of relief. Maybe there would come a day when you'd stop waking up in pain and in new places, but apparently, that day was not today.

Seriously? What happened there? It felt like that green-haired person dug into your brain while also destroying your sinus'... Terrible feeling, but you've already pointed that out once.

"Oh good, you're awake." A voice from the great beyond (the space just beyond your pillow... A truly insurmountable distance) said, though you could only barely bring yourself to groan as your face nuzzled deeper into the soft haven. Seriously, was this simulation down or some other glorious shit? You hadn't had this good of a pillow since you got to this weird world.

There was the slightest cough, which seemed much deeper than the first voice, "Is this... Ehem... This is who you were looking for?"

Hey, you could hear that judgment, and you didn't appreciate it. Internally you scowled while also yourself that you wouldn't cooperate. Perhaps they were your kidnappers, perhaps they were trying to help, it didn't matter. Whoever this asshole was decided to bring his sarcasm today, so you weren't going to bring your maturity.

There was a solid-sounding thud and groan, but you could hardly pay attention to that as your body floated off the bed, "Normally, I would let you stay in bed for another day, as you were quite drained, but circumstances will not be allowing that."

For a moment, the bright light of the room blinded you, but quickly enough, you were able to see who was magically lifting you up. A woman stood impatiently, purple glimmering from her hands as her magic encased you and... well... very little clothing. A part of you wanted to whistle and admire because was it was hot in here... Or was it was just her?

A purple jacket and panties covered everything important, but nothing else was left to the imagination, which you weren't complaining about, it just made it hard to focus on finding important clues.

Admittedly, this was a startling revelation for you, because up till that moment, you thought you were straight, 100% and unabashedly. Or maybe you were, and this was just you admiring the lovely woman standing there, obviously talking to you as you zoned out staring at the tattoo on her stomach.

Oh...

OH!

It was a boar, inked in red, which was exactly like Diane's and Meliodas' and Ban's and King's. You may not pay attention to some things, but this didn't escape the steel trap that was your brain, which quickly deduced that meant she was one of the final three sins... Pride, Sloth, or Lust? Was that it? Or was King the Sloth sin?

Honestly, he did so little, you wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

No, focus, a very lovely lady was standing here, talking to you and you were not allowed to drift off, even if thinking about her thighs- NO! The sins... You were definitely thinking about the sins, not her thighs.

God, you didn't even know this lady, and yet you were staring as though you were a chad at a frat party... You were disappointed in yourself. You were a civilized lady who was going to take the high road here and push aside the massive crush that was obviously starting to develop. She definitely wouldn't like you acting like an idiot right here.