Infernal Academia

Chapter 54 - Easing the Tension

Elya Yalfre was a lot of things, but - unfortunately - she was no liar.  True to her word, she stuck to Cobalt like glue every moment of the day; sitting outside the classroom window during school hours, following him around during his breaks, and even hanging from the support beams like a bat during the evenings.  She would stare through his window at whoever had night watch duty that night, eyes filled with thinly-veiled vitriol.

With the Fallen dogging his every move, it was a miracle that Cobalt was able to somehow slip away and pass the floppy disk off to Alison.  According to her, inquiries were being made around town as to the identity of the Fallen vandal that destroyed the town library, but apparently the head librarian had been struck so hard across the head that he couldn't remember the incident or the events preceding it.

Cobalt tried not to think about that.

As for his daily routine, even after all the Diate business, things seemed to be returning to normal, save for the fact that he now had one of his students bunking on his couch every night.  In a way, it was almost scary how he was getting used to it.

Yawning in his sleep, the Incubus rolled over and bumped into something soft.

Frowning, he turned the other way and bumped into something smooth.

His frown deepened.

This wasn't right.

"Mm, I thought you'd prefer them on the bigger side, but it seems you can't decide, sugar~" cooed a voice that was uncomfortably close to his ear.

His eyes snapped open.

Tucked beneath the ruffled covers of his futon, Cobalt found himself sandwiched quite snugly between lascivious form of Karazelle Terna, and the still-slumbering Whitney Brode.  He opened his mouth to exclaim, only to be silenced by a purple hand.

"Shh... Don't wanna wake her up now, do you?" Karazelle whispered with a smile, nodding at her classmate.

"Wh- What are you doing here?!  It was Whitney's turn last night!  Why is she- Why are both of you in my bed?!" he hissed in response, his entire body going rigid as he tried not to touch either of them.

"Seems Butterskin's quite the sleepwalker.  I saw her bumping around your room through the window last night.  I thought about putting her back where she belonged, but then I saw you sleeping so adorably soundly and I just couldn't help myself!"

"This is a serious breach of privacy!  Both mine and Whitney's!"

She cocked an eyebrow and gave him a smirk.

"Oh please, it was only a matter of time.  I'm willing to bet she can't keep her hands off herself when she stays the night here."

"Karazelle!" Cobalt gasped, a little too loudly.

Beside him, Whitney snorted and jerked awake.  Blinking blearily a few times, her face crumpled with confusion as she looked around.

"Where...?" she murmured, still blinking the sleep out of her eyes.

Her gaze settled on Cobalt.  Her eyes grew wide, and she looked over at Karazelle, who was grinning devilishly.

"GYAAGH?!"

Her whole body tensed as though she made to bolt out of the futon, but the Succubus suddenly reached across Cobalt and grasped her classmate's wrist, jamming her teacher's face into her chest in the process.

"Now now, Butterskin, it's a little late to be shrieking like that," scolded Karazelle, clucking her tongue.

"What the fuck did you do to me, you bitch?!  Why are we all in the same bed?!"