The Second Incarnation of the God of Creation

Leaving the village

"Mm."

A small yawn escaped my mouth as I moved my sluggish hands against the bed cover, suddenly my hands landed on something warm and soft, in order to ascertain the unfamiliar object in my hands I squeezed my hand faintly, the object bent and changed shape.

(Hmmm.... what is this?)

I slowly opened my eyes curious about the soft sensation of the unfamiliar object in my hand. Once my half-opened eyes regained focus the first thing that reflected in my eye was a beautiful girl who seemed to be in her mid-teens, her long glossy green hair flowed down her back and was spread across the bed, tickling my nose, she breathes peacefully in her sleep as her hands clutch at my shirt. However, what bothers me the most was the fact that her slightly transparent nightgown had become dishevelled and loose as she moved about on the bed erratically, causing her bosom to be greatly conspicuous to the naked eye.

I quickly moved my hands in a panic as my face became flushed red. Why was Alya sleeping with me? Was the first thing that came to my head, however. As though giving up I sighed before covering her exposed body with the bedsheets. When I turned my gaze towards the sofa, I saw the figure of Nikita who was covered in a warm blanket still fast asleep. The way she carries herself was graceful and elegant if only a certain someone could follow her examples.

I then got to my feet and opened the wooden door, in order to not disturb the two who were sleeping I tried my best to open the door as quietly as possible. Though, a soft creaking still sounded. Once I made my way outside a cold breeze brushed against my skin sending a shiver down my spine. The clothes I was wearing were light so I could feel the cold temperature clearly despite that, I continued to make my way towards the village square. It was still early in the morning so not many people were outside. And the ones that were out and about were all farmers working on the fields.

The rain still continues to pour down on the crops field, it would most likely last until Nikita leave the village. We will be leaving later today so they still have plenty of time.

"Oh, if it isn't Sir Haruto. Good morning."

A middle-aged man with rough facial features who was holding many gardening utensils said. Hearing his greeting I waved my hand in a friendly gesture.

"Umm... could you tell me if the village chief awoken as of yet?"

"Yes, he usually wakes up really early in the mornings. In fact, I'm certain he is probably up by now."

The man said.

"Oh, I see... thank you."

I said bowing my head politely.

I then made my way in the direction of the village chief's house. There are somethings I'd like to ask him, since I'll be leaving as soon as Alya and Nikita wakes up I decided to ask him now, if he have time. After walking for approximately ten minutes, the slightly corroded house of the village chief came into view, it seems they had sealed the hole I had left behind from when I had punch Gael when I first arrived, maybe I was a little too hasty in my action.

(Oh?)

There was a young girl with braided orange hair sweeping the front of the house. She's the chief's granddaughter if I remember correctly. Once she had noticed my approach, her delicate hands which was moving with the at most proficiency suddenly came to a pause.

"Good morning, is your grandpa awake?"

I inquired as I came to a stop.

"Good morning, yes, I'll inform him of your arrival."

She said in a slightly timid tone as she turned her back and made her way back inside the house. After waiting for a minute, I was invited in by the orange haired girl. The interior was a bit small. Though, slightly bigger than the cabin we were currently staying at. I made my way towards the living room where the village elder was already seated. Once he saw me, he got to his feet as he greeted me in an over exaggerated polite tone.