Although he had noticed she was white-haired before, he didn't expect a tan-skinned, white-haired girl. It wasn't exactly black skin; it was a brown skin tone, more like the kind achieved from sunbathing... Tanned? However, hers was naturally so.
"Liliana... that sounds somewhat familiar..."
Knock, knock.
Alistair walked up to Chiaki's door and knocked.
"What is it? What do you want? Wait, you're not planning on making her stay with me, are you?" Chiaki opened the door, intending to ask Alistair what he needed, but suddenly remembered the white-haired girl downstairs. Her eyes narrowed, and she asked in a hostile tone, gripping the door harder, as if she would slam it shut the moment Alistair answered "yes."
"Oh, no. I plan on having her sleep with me."
Alistair's words made Chiaki relax her grip.
"Then why are you looking for me?" Chiaki asked, folding her arms and looking at him.
"I came to borrow some of your clothes for her."
With that, Alistair squeezed into the room.
"You... Ugh, do whatever you want. Why do I have to pay for your actions?" Chiaki grumbled.
"It's just for one night. Is it really that big of a deal?" Alistair wasn't quite able to understand, though he knew his behavior was slightly inappropriate.
"Of course, you wouldn't understa—Mmm..." Chiaki pouted and complained, but her mouth was suddenly covered.
Feeling Alistair's closeness and the scent he gave off, Chiaki recalled the feeling of being thoroughly fucked and filled by Alistair, and her body instantly softened.
"How about I sleep in here tonight, and she can sleep alone in my room?" Alistair said, propping himself against the wall and pressing against Chiaki, gently nibbling her ear.
"N-No... Impossible. Go find that whoever yourself. I'm not taking you in here." She said this, but feeling Alistair's warm breath on her ear, which felt slightly ticklish, Chiaki defiantly retorted while cursing her own uncooperative body.
"Fine, then I'll sleep with her."
Alistair readily let go of Chiaki. He had only intended to disrupt Chiaki's thoughts so she wouldn't overthink things. As for why he used this method...
Alistair had never been in a relationship. His default thought process for a girl showing jealous-like behavior was usually to fuck her until she had no energy to think of anything else.
But he didn't feel like fucking right now, so he just took a small taste. Isn't that how it works in novels? A quick kiss is enough, and ero-manga characters don't need all that other persuasion... do they?
Alistair didn't know how to deal with Chiaki's mood swings, so he decided to just let her be. I just find her behavior quite strange.
Chiaki, abruptly cut off from the feeling, felt terrible. As Alistair left, her softened body slid down the wall, and she sat on the floor, feeling a bit disappointed. She had hoped to have some fun again, but it really was just a moment. It felt as bad as being cock-teased. But Chiaki couldn't bring herself to ask. She absolutely refused to admit she couldn't forget being fucked by her otouto (younger brother) once!
I, Chiaki, am not a nymphomaniac!
Alistair, having grabbed the clothes, walked downstairs and looked toward the bathroom. He found no one inside. He walked over and checked; the laundry basket also contained her clothes.
Where did she go? My room?
Alistair went upstairs to his room, opened the door, and was met with a beautiful sight.
"Wait... um..."
Alistair saw the tan-skinned, white-haired girl, Liliana, standing naked by his bed. Her two soft mounds, a cup size larger than Chiaki's, were exposed. The two pink cherries on the mountaintops swayed slightly in the gentle breeze.
To Alistair's surprise, Liliana was also shaved down there—a brown-skinned version of it, anyway. Her lower area was smooth, in short.
There's a saying: An inch of time is an ounce of gold, and an ounce of gold cannot buy an inch of time.
Yet, in this world, Alistair had spent countless inches of time. Did this world have an abundance of time?
Alistair finished checking the two crucial areas and moved his gaze up, seeing a masked head... The Stone Mask?
What the fuck!
"Liliana! Why did you put on that mask?! Take it off now!" Alistair quickly dropped the clothes and rushed over to snatch the mask away.
"Huh? What's wrong? That mask looks pretty cool. Does it have some sentimental value? Sumimasen (I apologize)!" Liliana looked at Alistair, who had snatched the mask, in confusion. Assuming it was of great importance, she hurriedly bowed in apology.
"No, it's nothing important. It's just..." Alistair looked at the Stone Mask in his hand, unsure what to say. He truly hadn't expected Liliana to put it on and for it to come off so easily. Moreover, Liliana seemed completely fine.
"You're human, right?" Alistair asked Liliana, still looking at the Stone Mask.
"Yes! Pure human! Why do you ask?" Liliana was curious about Alistair's intentions.
"No, nothing." Alistair examined the Stone Mask. He didn't understand. This thing is supposed to take effect the moment it's worn. Are there other conditions?
Thinking this, Alistair also put it on his face, and... nothing happened.
"It seems other conditions are needed, then. Never mind." Alistair tossed the mask, throwing it accurately into a storage box.
"Phew~ That's good. I was worried I did something wrong~" Liliana patted her chest. The two completely uncovered soft mounds bounced enticingly.
Unfortunately, Alistair was currently in "sage mode" mentally. Although his body could continue, his brain was done playing.
"Is it appropriate for you to be walking around like that? I don't object, but it's not a good look, is it?" Alistair said, pointing at Liliana. It was unclear if he was pointing at the two soft mounds or Liliana as a whole.
"Huh? What... Ah!" Liliana hurriedly covered her nipples and the small mound below, her panicked state and the occasional glimpses of her essentials creating an irresistible playing-hard-to-get allure.
"The clothes for you are over there. They might not fit perfectly. We'll buy suitable ones tomorrow." Alistair calmly watched the whole scene. His molten dragon didn't even show signs of waking up. Sage mode is just that confident.
"Oh, oh, okay! I'm so sorry! I trusted Alistair-kun so much that I wasn't careful..." Liliana's tanned skin flushed slightly pink. She was now a little shy.
"You trusted me? You're certainly confident..." Alistair looked at Liliana with a strange gaze, which made Liliana think there was something on her body. She boldly let go of her hands covering her essentials and looked down at herself.
Forget it. Alistair couldn't be bothered to explain. Did you seriously think I'd bring you home if I didn't have intentions?
Alistair wasn't that kind. He wasn't running a charity. He just wasn't in the mood to play right now. However, the misunderstanding was fine, too. Maybe Liliana would be more obedient later. If he didn't have to use force, Alistair wouldn't need to resort to other means.