Sincir might have been able to convince himself the past night was a wet dream, if not for spotting Eleanor’s naked body lying on top of his, immediately as he opens his eyes.

  Her breasts being still exposed, and her sleeping expression cking the usual coldness she tends to dispy when awake, the sight is beautiful enough to cause Sincir to bite the corner of his lower lip.

  This is not good.

  Eleanor is barely more than a kid, and he needs to be the adult between the two of them… While the past night is excusable in virtue of his weakened state, he needs to have a serious talk with her, when she wakes up.

  If he puts an end to it now, there might still be hope of things going back to how they were… Right?

  Sincir groans. Who is he kidding… It’s obvious the girl has it for him. He wonders for how long she has felt this way… Not that it matters, one way or another.

  What now…?

  Sincir sighs as he slowly moves from under Eleanor, careful not to awake her, and begins to look for his clothes around her room. Once he is fully dressed, he cast a cleaning spell on himself, then evaporates the water.

  “…I’ll pack my things.”

  Gncing over his shoulder, Sincir realizes Eleanor is awake, having sat up and pulled her right knee close as she rests her forehead against it, eyes hidden under her hair.

  “What for?” Sincir asks, tone even, as he turns to her.

  “To leave.”

  “I see.”

  “…Won’t you try to stop me?”

  “I don’t want you to go anywhere. Ena doesn’t want you to go anywhere. If that’s not enough for you to stay, then I won’t force you.”

  “…She will, once she finds out what I did.”

  “You mean what happened st night? Ena and I have never done anything, so I doubt she’d care… She didn’t say anything when I showed up with Esme, right?”

  Eleanor ughs drily. “Sometimes, you’re so clueless it hurts. She locked you out of your room to keep you two from sleeping together, but you thought she didn’t care? What was she supposed to say? Tell you to kick the anemic girl out of our house?”

  Sincir pauses. Ena has it for him as well…? No way. She called him her older brother, just the other day. They’re family.

  “I can tell you don’t believe me… It doesn’t matter. Whether you believe it or not, she’ll never forgive me for this.”

  Sincir sighs as he walks up to Eleanor, sitting on the bed next to her. Although he tries to meet her eyes, they’re still hidden, and so he stares at her naked legs instead, trying not to get an erection as he does so.

  “C’mon, what will she never forgive you for?” Sincir asks softly.

  “…For ruining everything. For cutting ahead of her… No matter how terribly I treated her, she still accepted me, and in the end, I stabbed her in the back.”

  “Do you want to leave?”

  Eleanor clenches her fists.

  “Eleanor, do you want to leave?”

  “…No… No, I don’t,” she murmurs at st, voice shaking, “I really don’t…!”

  “Then, it’s solved. If it comes to that, I’ll talk to Ena, and say it was my fault… I’ll tell her I seduced you, or something. Rex, okay? Nobody needs to leave because of something as small as a handjob.”

  But still, this is a problem, in a lot of ways. It is obvious Eleanor has her head filled with many heavy thoughts, and if left alone, she’ll probably self-destruct, sooner or ter. Unfortunately, she is not the type to seek help, or to open up to her friends…

  If not him, then who’ll help her?

  “Eleanor, listen, we need to talk.”

  Eleanor takes a deep, shaky breath. “…About what happened?”

  “That, too.”

  “Okay.”

  “I need you to look at me.”

  After a moment, Eleanor finally does so, raising her head as she meets his gaze with reddened eyes, and a fragile expression.

  Her expression tells Sincir she is close from breaking down. “Hey there,” he says, smiling lightly at her as he does so.

  It is weak, but Eleanor does smile back. “Okay, I get it… I’m overreacting,” she murmurs after a moment, averting her eyes as she does so, “Ena doesn’t need to know, and if it never happens again, nobody gets hurt.”

  “I don’t know about that.”

  “What?” Eleanors asks, while meeting his eyes again.

  “You. I think you’re hurting... I think you’ve been hurting for a long time now.”

  She swallows. “I… I can’t…”

  “Eleanor, if you don’t tell somebody, it’ll keep eating you from the inside, until nothing is left… I know I’m not exactly an angel, but I’d hope you trust me at least enough at this point to know I don’t wish you harm.”

  Eleanor takes another deep breath, closing her eyes briefly, then opening them again as she throws him a look of hopelessness. “I can’t. I can’t do this to her.”

  Sincir sighs. “Ena again? I don’t know why you have it in your head that I’m her property, but I guarantee you that’s not the case. I care about both of you the same, though I confess I thought you enjoyed your freedom more than my attention… I wasn’t sure you even liked me that much, honestly. You have a good straight face.”

  Eleanor grimaces. “Fine... I can tell you won’t leave me alone until you’re satisfied.”

  Sincir smiles at her. “You don’t need to force yourself, if you don’t want to.”

  “Fuck off; I’m not a piece of gss,” Eleanor says, gring at him as she continues, “But if you really must know, then I’ll tell you. Just don’t bme me for what happens from here on out.”

  Sincir chuckles. “Noted.”

  Eleanor breaths deeply again, averting her gaze. “I… I’ve always had more energy than I could spend,” she starts, “As I child, I would stare at the ceiling, hours after having gone to bed… Were I to close my eyes, I’d see a blindingly bright sky, and hear the noise of thousands of beating wings...”

  “You mentioned something about being able to feel Heaven’s radiance before,” Sincir recalls.

  “Yes... But that’s not all. It’s worse when I’m trying to fall asleep, but even during the day, it feels as though something is burning in my chest… An urge to move, to fight, to scream… And it never goes away... Never.”

  If she’s been handling something like this her entire life, Sincir can understand where Eleanor’s strict personality comes from. Do all nephilim feel this way...? Is there even a way to help them feel better?

  “Sometimes, I manage to get myself tired enough to sleep more than a couple of hours, but that doesn’t help with the dreams… At first, they used to be about Heaven, and then about my sughtered vilge, but after the chapel, there was not a single night I haven’t dreamed of what happened in there.”

  Sincir sighs. “I never asked you what happened… But I am, now.”

  Eleanor blinks rapidly, hugging her knee tighter, and she takes a moment before continuing. “I… I had decided to stay, but I wanted to tell you face to face; I’d have felt as though I was running away, otherwise. Still, that night was worse than most, and I couldn’t sleep at all… I felt the demon the moment I step out of my room, like something rotten at the back of my throat.”

  Sincir groans. “You are an idiot.”

  Eleanor chuckles humorlessly. “I know. When I realized it was near the chapel, it was like my mind bnked out; When I came to myself, I was already running to it. It was stupid… But I couldn’t stop myself from going.”

  Sincir sighs. “How much did you see?”

  Eleanor swallows. “I saw blood… Father was writhing on the ground… I… I couldn’t do a thing. They killed him in front of me, and I couldn’t do a thing…!”

  “…I’m sorry.”

  “I…”

  Sincir pces his hand over Eleanor’s trembling shoulder, squeezing it. “You’re not going anywhere. And you’re never going to be hopeless again… You’re not alone anymore.”

  Eleanor sobs once, then breaths deeply. “An aberration; Something which should never have existed. Every time I close my eyes, I’m reminded of it. Ironic, isn’t it? I know I-”

  “You don’t deserve it,” Sincir cuts in, “You didn’t ask to be born, and you’ve made mistakes… That’s completely normal. If you feel bad for Ena, then be nicer to her, but I don’t want you to feel inferior, and Ena doesn’t want that either. Eleanor, we both love you.”

  Eleanor sobs again, and this time, she doesn’t seem able to stop herself from crying; It’s like a watching a dam opening, and Sincir can tell the poor girl hates every tear streaming down her face.

  Having already said his piece, he doesn’t say anything else as he watches her cry, though he doesn’t release of her shoulder either.

  An abundance of energy, combined with nightmares, and a feeling of inadequacy… Sincir is surprised she held out for this long. Focusing on her training must’ve been her way to cope with everything.

  In part, he is to bme, for having left her alone for so long, instead of trying to help her sooner.

  But even if he wants to help her now, how should he? How can he make her believe she is loved? Feelings like this won’t go away easily, and the only thing he is good at is…

  …Fuck. Is there no other choice?

  “…Feeling better?” Sincir murmurs once Eleanor begins to wipe her tears, having managed to stop crying.

  “…Please kill me right now,” she grumbles, voice hoarse.

  Sincir chuckles, finally removing his hand from her shoulder. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anybody you’ve cried; Wouldn’t want people thinking your human half took over for a moment, or they might believe you have feelings.”

  “Shut up,” she murmurs, snorting.

  “Don’t rex yet... We still have to talk about what happened yesterday.”

  Eleanor sighs. Through all of this, she still has to meet his gaze, and now she pulls both of her knees even closer, staring at the wall as she embraces them and covers her previously exposed breasts.

  “Your extra energy… All those hours lying in bed, without being able to sleep… What did you do to pass the time, I wonder?”

  “…It’s none of your business,” Eleanor murmurs, after a moment of silence.

  “Really? If that’s what you want, I can head down now and pretending st night never happened. I have a girlfriend, and if you’re right, Ena will probably change the way she treats me soon… Honestly, I’m worried I won’t have time to give enough attention to all three of you, so if you’re fine with continuing to handle everything on your own, then I won’t meddle anymore…” Sincir says, with a shrug. “I didn’t take you for the type that’d run away from a fight, but we all have our weaknesses. There’s no shame in knowing when to back down.”

  As he rises from her bed, standing up, Eleanor’s body tenses.

  “Err… Not sure how to say this, but Esme was pretty loud st time we did it, and something tells me Ena won’t be the quiet type, either… Sorry. Well, today is my turn to make breakfast, do you have anything in particur you want me to cook?”

  Once Eleanor turns to him, she has an incredulous look on her face.

  Sincir cocks his head. “What?”

  “…Nothing,” she says with a sigh, “I had forgotten, for a moment, who I was talking with.”

  Sincir smiles at her. “Don’t be like that; It takes a lot of effort on my part not to jump you, you know? You’re not making it easy on me, so give me some credit.”

  Eleanor stares at him for a moment, and it a testament of his control that he maintains his eyes firmly locked against hers the whole time.

  “…Eggs?”

  Eleanor grimaces. “How retarded do you think I am? Has anybody ever fallen for such stupid manipution tactics?”

  Stupid, huh? Well, she is not wrong.

  “Fine, I get it,” Sincir says, turning around and shaking his head as he begins to head for the door, “Just, whatever you’re doing meanwhile, make sure not to do it more than once, or you’ll be te for breakfast.”

  They’re stupid, and they’re transparent, because they’re supposed to be; And the ones who fall for them don’t do so because they don’t notice they’re being maniputed, but rather, because can’t stop themselves for biting… In other words, their own desire does the job, while he’s just making it easier for it to express itself.

  Last chance, Eleanor…

  “…Wait.”

  Sincir stops, throwing a gnce at her over his shoulder. “Yes?”

  Jaw tightened, Eleanor faces his gaze as she takes a deep breath. “What… Is there a way for… Is there a spell to make me not…”

  Seeing that her frustration increases after each word spoken, Sincir rises his eyebrow at her.

  “I know a couple of mind spells that would put you to sleep, but they won’t make you less horny, and they’re likely to give you a killer headache in the morning… I wouldn’t recommend it.”

  Eleanor clenches her teeth.

  “That being said, I could probably help you… At least with the sexual desire part, though I don’t know what to do about your nephilim issues. Are you asking me to?”

  “…I know you. What are you going to ask in return?”

  Sincir smiles. “Have some confidence. In this case, getting to py with your body is more than reward enough for my work…”

  “Cut the bullshit. What is the price?” Eleanor repeats.

  Sincir guesses she won’t believe him if he says he is really just trying to help her, huh…?

  Fine. Since he is doing it, and she already believes to worst of him, then he might as well enjoy it.

  “…The price is that you do what I tell you, from now on.”

  Eleanor grimaces. “Am I a fucking sve, now?”

  Sincir shakes his head. “It’s a deal; You can break out of it whenever you want if you feel it isn’t worth it.”

  Eleanor grimaces further.

  “You don’t want it?”

  “…I have conditions.”

  “Sure.”

  “I’ll choose the time and the pce, and I have a right to refuse, or stop you at any point.”

  Sincir rolls his eyes. “Eleanor, do you really think that if you told me you aren’t in the mood, I’d just force myself on you regardless? But fine, I guess there’s no problem in making it official, so let’s have it live this; You have to obey my nonsexual orders outside, and whenever you feel like pying, tell me you’re feeling hot, and I’ll take care of it.”

  “But you’ll do it your way,” Eleanor says, her intonation making it obvious it wasn’t a question.

  Seeing her reticent gaze, Sincir grimaces. “It’ll just be easier like that! Trust me a little, okay? Like I said, you can back out of the deal if you want. What are you so afraid of?”

  Eleanor sighs, averting her gaze for a moment. When she stares at him once more, her blue eyes glow across the dimly lit space in between them. “I… I usually do it twice before falling asleep, and once after I wake up… But I only did it once yesterday, and you’re still here...”

  Sincir blinks.

  “I’m burning,” Enor adds, perhaps fearing he hadn’t understood the obvious implication behind her words.

  “...Oh. Right.”

  Sincir hesitates, but only for a moment, before walking back to her.

  As he approaches, Eleanor’s gaze follows him closely, her expression guarded; Most likely, she’s thinking of making this as hard as possible for him, and then backing out of the deal by ciming he wasn’t able to satisfy her.

  “We need to do this fast, or I’ll be te with the breakfast; Remember, you promised to listen to me from now on.”

  Eleanor seems less than impressed, and so Sincir chuckles as he climbs on the bed, positioning himself in between her and the pillow. “Sit back against me and rex.”

  He’d ask what sort of things she usually thinks about, but Sincir doubts he’d get a straight answer from her right now, so he doesn’t bother; Instead, he presses himself against Eleanor’s back, who throws a him confused look, then gently opens her knees, slowly dragging his hand downwards as he does so.

  “W-what are you doing?”

  “Do you usually rub it, or put a finger in?”

  “I-”

  Instead of waiting for Eleanor’s answer, Sincir pces his right hand against her now exposed sex, while at the same time grabbing her breast with his left one; Even through the cloth of her slightly wet panties, Eleanor’s pussy is burning against his hand.

  “Ready?”

  Again, Sincir doesn’t wait, and Eleanor immediately releases a surprised breath as he begins to hub his hand against her sex, teasingly at first, but then quickly increasing the pace and strength of his caresses to match her squirming body.

  “Keep them open until I tell you otherwise, or I’m stopping,” he whispers into her ear, once Eleanor tries to close her legs.

  Then, he presses her nipple, twisting it, and Eleanor moans loudly, toes curling.

  “W-wait…! T-that’s too-!”

  “Legs open, I said!” he cuts her off as she tries to close her legs again, then sps her pussy, hard, before quickly resuming his caresses, now harder and faster than ever.

  As expected, it doesn’t take long before Eleanor comes, her entire body trembling as she covers her mouth to stop a scream…

  Once she is done, having grown soft against him while breathing heavily, Sincir smiles, bringing his hand up so the both of them can see how wet it has become.

  “Wow, you weren’t kidding about the burning part. Now, let’s see what we’ll be working with, from now on.”

  Having said as much, Sincir slides from behind her, allowing her body to fall on the bed.

  “What…?”

  Eleanor watches him with gzed eyes as he crawls around her, positioning himself in front of her legs, then spreading them apart by the knees.

  By this point, Eleanor’s white underwear has become all but transparent, which means he can see the slit underneath without any problems, and Sincir hums happily as he takes a moment to appreciate the view.

  “W-wait, what are you…?”

  Other than throwing a wink at her, Sincir ignores Eleanor as he grabs her panties and slowly moves them down her legs, at st revealing her glistening, slightly reddened sex.

  Then, he pces a soft kiss against Eleanor’s ankle, as he raises it in order to fully remove her panties, causing her toes to curl again as she bites her lower lip, gaze fixated on his face as he continues to pce kisses down the inside of her leg, gradually approaching its end.

  “Ah…”

  Eleanor breaths rapidly, but Sincir doesn’t give her what she obviously wants, instead, pcing a soft kiss against the small bush of blond hair above her entrance, then continuing to move his lips up her body.

  Once Eleanor immediately gres at him, Sincir chuckles softly. “Disappointed? See, this is why I asked for a blowjob yesterday… But don’t worry, this won’t be our st time together, unless you want it to.”

  This, too, could be called manipution; He is showing her that there’s still more he can do, no matter how good this first time ends up being.

  That being said, if she still goes back on their deal after this, then he won’t have anything else to say…

  Eleanor bites her lower lip once Sincir positions his hand against her sex once more, having now arrived at her breasts as he pces a long lick over her standing nipple.

  “Careful with the noise,” he warns, then takes her nipple into his mouth, while also thrusting a single finger into her sex, gently, and pressing his wrist against her clitoris as he does so.

  Eleanor doesn’t scream, but if her widened eyes and clenched teeth are anything to by, it was a close call… Not that this stops Sincir from continue on his quest to drive her crazy, of course.

  While pying with her hard nipple with his tongue, occasionally sucking on it, he takes his time to gradually increase the speed of his hand, staring into Eleanor’s gzed, wavering eyes the whole time.

  When he goes from one finger to two, she turns around, bites onto her own hand, and releases a muffled scream; Taking this as his cue, he immediately increases the speed of his hand to its limit, finger fucking her as fast and hard as he can…

  Ten or so seconds into it, Eleanor comes, raising her hips and tensing her body as she releases another muffled scream against her hand, which now covers her mouth.

  Of course, Sincir doesn’t stop moving his arms until the st waves of her orgasm have gone by, pcing a soft kiss against her still hard nipple as he does so.

  A moment ter, as he rises, seeing Eleanor lying against her pillow, skin glistening with sweat, and an utterly bnk look on her face, Sincir nods to himself.

  A job well done, if he could say so himself; He just hopes this will be able to keep her satisfied for the whole day… If her libido is still active after this much, then even he might be in trouble.

  “Eleanor?” Sincir calls, causing her eyes to slowly turn to him.

  “…What?”

  He smiles at her. “After this, I’ll need to get myself off as well, or I’ll be the one in trouble. Do you have any particur preferences?”

  Eleanor blinks. “…Oh. Just do whatever… Put it in if you want, I don’t care.”

  Sincir gnces at Eleanor still slightly opened legs. Lords; Her brain must still be fried, if she is willing to admit this much out loud.

  “Are you an idiot? Of course I won’t take your first when you’re barely able to speak.”

  “Who cares… I’ll never find a husband, anyway.”

  Sincir rolls his eyes. “Fine, I’ll just do what I want then.”

  Having said as much, he takes off his pants and shirt, then grabs Eleanor panties, before lying down next her, and pcing it over his member.

  Eleanor watches his movements in spite of her post orgasm afterglow, but Sincir doesn’t let it bother him, as he begins to jerk his cock, making use of her underwear.

  Surrounded by her smell, and feeling the weight of her eyes against his skin, it doesn’t take long before he reaches his own climax...

  “…Hey,” he murmurs breathlessly, once his orgasm is over.

  “…What?”

  “I was going to ask you if you want me to clean this mess, before going down.”

  “…Just leave it. It smells nice… I’ll… I’ll take care of it ter.”

  Sincir ughs. Of course, he’d be the first to say he loves the smell of sex, but girls tend to at least pretend otherwise.

  “If you say so. Well, I’ll start with the food now, so make sure you don’t take too long before coming down, or it’ll grow cold. Also, don’t forget that after our training, this morning, we’ll be heading for the guild for our first mission as a group; You’re supposed to show us around.”

  “…Sincir?” Eleanor calls, as he about to rise from her bed.

  Sincir stops, but he doesn’t look at her, feeling she’d not want him to see her current expression. “Yes?”

  “…Thank you.”

  Sincir smiles. “Twice before going to bed and once in the morning, was it? I’ll keep it in mind.”