The bedroom was enveloped in dark, dim undertones.
The thick curtain sheets tightly closing the window successfully blocked the morning sunlight from penetrating inside, leaving a silence within the room.
Upon the floor, men's and women's clothes appeared scattered at random together with several strips of fabric lumped just like that. Meanwhile, atop the large-sized mattress, two naked bodies of a couple appeared still fast asleep beneath a thick blanket covering up to chest level.
Clearly, anyone who stepped into this room would instantly know what intense activity had taken place over the recent period.
"Ngh..."
Charlie slowly opened both of his eyelids, waking up precisely on time by his body's biological clock which was always accurate.
Feeling a warm weight on his left chest, he looked down for a moment to gaze at Mahiru who was still closing her eyes with steady breathing, hugging his arm tightly just like a cat afraid of losing its master.
Charlie let out a soft sigh, staring at the bedroom ceiling with a complex look.
He recalled the fact that five days had already passed since that crazy event in the living room—the day where he changed Mahiru from an innocent girl into a complete woman.
During these five days as well, they had almost never left the apartment unit, drowning themselves in intimacy for the sake of healing the Angel's deep trauma.
Then, what happened to Shiina Sayo?
After all, that cruel woman was still Mahiru's biological mother.
Despite being hurt to the point of near death, the blood bond made Mahiru plead so that Charlie would not harm or end her mother's life.
For that reason, Charlie chose a better alternative path.
He put Sayo into prison.
With the causality manipulation capability—Hundred Gauntlets—it was an easy thing for Charlie to flip probabilities, manufacture, and create a pile of criminal evidence in the eyes of the law to throw Sayo behind bars.
That woman would not be able to disrupt her daughter's life again for a very long time...
While gently caressing Mahiru's messy blonde hair, Charlie began to lament his own fate within his inner silence.
(Haiz... why is it that every time I execute a Quest to a Planar World, the heroines always end up having feelings of liking toward me?)
He recalled the track record of his adventures.
(Whether it was Nakano Nino from the Gotoubun Planar World, or Yuuki Asuna from the Sword Art Online Planar World... everything always ended with the same pattern.)
(Even though I remember clearly that I always acted normal and just ordinary. I didn't in the slightest intentionally carry out flirtations or spread charm toward them, right?)
In the end, Charlie could only attribute this strange phenomenon to one invisible factor—the charm and charisma of the template he inherited.
Karasuki Rio—the original figure who owned the power he used—was indeed a harem faction protagonist in his world.
It was worth noting, for a harem protagonist, making a girl fall in love was as easy as breathing.
Just show a tiny bit of care or kindness at the right moment, then the girl would instantly feel as if the protagonist were the best and most pure man in the entire world, while other men out there were merely a collection of ungrateful bastards who could not redeem their mistakes.
(Even though if thought back with common sense, acting kind and helping others is merely a basic trait that indeed should already be owned by every human being.) Charlie thought with a slightly furrowed brow.
(Just because the protagonist shows a little basic kindness, a heroine can instantly fall in love to the point of surrendering her entire life? My goodness... how bad and toxic was the environment where they were raised all this time, to the point that their standard of kindness is that low!)
Charlie shook his head faintly against the pillow.
Fictional works indeed frequently created backgrounds that were too extreme for their characters, and now, he was the one who had to bear the entire sweet yet troublesome consequences of that reality.
POKE!
A soft touch on his cheek snapped Charlie out of that daydream.
He felt a small index finger poking the skin of his face gently. As he lowered his head, he found Mahiru had apparently awakened since who knows when.
The girl was staring at him intently, radiating a deep glow of love in her eyes.
"Charlie-kun..." Mahiru called in a voice tone that sounded spoiled, a new side that she only showed when the two of them were in bed. "What are you thinking about so seriously like that? Share the story with me."
Charlie showed a thin smile, but inside his heart he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Of course it was impossible for him to say that he had just been lamenting his fate about girls from other worlds liking him, right?
After all, Mahiru was still a normal girl who would definitely be jealous if she found out her boyfriend was thinking about another woman.
To the mindset of a girl in the modern era, the concept of a harem or polygamy was something absolutely impossible to accept.
Therefore, Charlie instantly spun his brain and searched for an excuse.
"I was only thinking... that I feel like the luckiest man in this world because I can get the entirety of affection from an angel fallen from heaven."
Hearing that unexpected sweet praise, Mahiru's face flushed crimson beneath the blanket.
For the sake of hiding her embarrassment, she moved her body forward and gently bit Charlie's shoulder, then snorted softly while complaining a little.
"Ugh, smooth-talking Charlie-kun... Besides, your description is very strange. Doesn't an angel fallen from heaven mean an outcast angel?"
"Is it that in Charlie-kun's eyes, my nature and heart now have changed to become dark and full of sin?" Mahiru asked while pouting her lips adorably.
Charlie chuckled softly hearing that protest. He tightened his embrace on Mahiru's slender waist, letting their skin touch each other beneath the warmth of the blanket.
"I didn't say that." He said with a teasing, mischievous smile. "But I must admit... this Angel of mine has indeed changed a lot over the last five days."
"You have become far bolder, even... very lewd because you always comply with whatever extreme positions and strange clothes I ask for without protest."
Hearing the word 'lewd' addressed to herself, Mahiru's body briefly tensed for a moment.
The memories of their hot activities during these few days instantly replayed in her mind, making her face burn even more.
She hid her face in Charlie's chest, then asked in a quiet voice, filled with a faint insecurity.
"Does Charlie-kun hate me because I changed into a lewd girl like this...?"
Hearing Mahiru's suddenly anxious voice tone, Charlie instantly stifled his laughter. He kissed the crown of the girl's head with utter gentleness for the sake of channeling a sense of security.
"How could I possibly hate you because of that, Mahiru. Quite the contrary." He whispered right in her ear with a low tone. "I am very happy because you are always willing to comply with and satisfy all of my selfish desires."
"As a reward for your answer just now, I will help you start this day in the most pleasant way." Mahiru whispered with a thin, meaningful smile and a naughty glint in her eyes.
"...?"
Before Charlie could even process what the meaning of that 'help' was, Mahiru had already moved.
With nimble movements, she slid down and disappeared beneath the thick blanket, leaving Charlie frozen in confusion for a moment.
"Hisss..."
The next second, a heavy exhale escaped from Charlie's lips.
A damp, warm sensation ambushed his 'kanzler sausage' very gently, as if his sensitive area were being cradled by a warmth that contrasted with the cool morning air.
Mahiru began to work with full dedication; that sensation felt so real, like enjoying a favorite ice cream on a scorching day, done with a slow yet deep rhythm.
Beneath the blanket, Mahiru's rhythmic movements made the thick fabric rise and fall following the flow.
The wet sounds created—the sound of soft smacking and the sound of steady breathing—could be heard breaking the silence of the room.
To any man who heard it, that was not just an ordinary sound, but a symphony capable of triggering wild fantasies and making the nerves throughout Charlie's entire body tense up because of the wave of pleasure that was slowly beginning to peak.
"Ah~"
Charlie could only close his eyes tightly, letting his head rest on the pillow, while his hand reflexively caressed the strands of Mahiru's hair moving nimbly down there.
He truly had not expected it; the girl formerly known as the "Angel" at Seijo High School had now transformed into a figure so full of passion in bed, just like the incarnation of a Succubus.
Every movement Mahiru made seemed to be a statement that she indeed belonged to Charlie completely, and she would not let that man look for satisfaction anywhere else.
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