— Leon Greyrat —
As we trotted along the road, going slow so that we didn't overwork the horses, I watched as Eris practised her swordsmanship alongside the cart as I drove.
More specifically, I found my gaze trailing down her body and stopping at her rear, watching it with appreciation as she continued her movements.
As it stands, using Paul's words, I was what you would call an 'ass man'.
And Eris... well, she had a very good one.
So it was only natural I would admire the view laid out before me, especially since there wasn't anything better to do.
I mean, I was still practising my disturb magic while I drove, but everyone needed a break now and then.
Similarly to me, Eris had also grown more restless since the day we encountered Orsted, wanting to train whenever she could to increase her skills so that with our next encounter if that ever came to pass, she wouldn't have to leave it all to me.
Of course, I supported her desire to get stronger and joined her in a spar whenever we could, but whenever I noticed the stress was getting a bit too much, I always calmed her down that night in bed.
After all, it was quite an enjoyable activity.
Enjoyable indeed...
No, I was starting to sound like Paul now!
But... was that so bad?
Haa...
Truly, now that we had started having sex quite regularly, the hormones that I had been suppressing had been unleashed in full force, causing my gaze to wander like it had just done now, and leaving me to regret some of my past actions, such as not accepting her offer to bathe together back in the Great Forest.
But I was surely making up for it with time.
Like last night, for instance.
"Brother?" Norn asked as she wrapped her arms around my neck from behind me.
"Yes, my dear sister?" I asked.
"What are those things on your neck?" she said with confusion. "They almost look like bite marks..."
I gave Eris a deadpan look, only to get a proud smile in response as she turned to look back at us.
Seriously, that girl... I told her not to do that.
Her play-bites and hickeys were not enough of a wound to be considered an 'injury', and thus couldn't be fixed by healing magic and would remain.
Especially if I forgot about it during the afterglow, which I often did.
I told her exactly that last night, but instead of listening, all she did was say 'I know' with lidded eyes.
It was arousing, sure, but I didn't want my sweet sisters to know that we were doing that during the night.
In fact, I didn't want them to know about that stuff at all, at least until they reached their second birthday.
"They're just signs of love, sister," Aisha said.
"Signs of love?" Norn repeated, unsure.
"Yep!" Aisha nodded. "Don't worry about it!"
"Okay..."
Haa... but alas, it was already too late for Aisha.
Who was it? Who told her about that stuff?
I just wanted to have a little chat.
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Leon Greyrat: The Second Son - Mushoku Tensei OC
FanfictionOne day in the six-faced world, a newborn child, completely conscious of his surroundings, is taken in by a certain party of adventurers... the Fangs of the Black Wolf. But not two years later, the party splits, and our main character, Leon, is gree...