Vincent woke up and he felt no weight in his arms.
"Nightingale?"
Nothing, as he got out of his bed, he looked around and left his room. Then he felt something, like a sense of lost connection. He felt it when he remembered them, but didn't feel them again. As if this connection made it clear whether they were here with him. In this world, Vincent knocked on Mordred's door.
He wanted to confirm something. His brain thinking that they might have just left to do something.
*knock*
"Mordred?"
Nothing again, he then with his new strength easily broke the handle.
'Sorry mister.'
Apologizing in his mind, he shouldn't have done it but he did so. He didn't see Mordred anywhere, so with more thoughts swirling in his mind he waited. After a few hours they didn't appear, his heart tighten at that feeling.
'Could they be somewhere not in this world? Maybe they're unable to be with me for a long period of time.'
His mindset and smartness while being a general helped. They would've surely came back, but it seemed that this feeling of lost connection was the indicator.
'Maybe they met someone like a god like being and where given conditions and limited amount of time with me.'
He wasn't far off, but Vincent didn't know he was just that open minded. He then settled with that idea that they can't come back for some time.
As he went to his room, his face became a frown. Their reuniting was heartfelt, seeing your wife and daughter again was the best thing for a man. He laid on his bed and sighed, feeling like he lost something in his heart.
He felt like he needed sleep, he should've been finding a way to make money. As he went into deep slumber, his room glowed brightly. As 3 figures appeared all of them wearing different but similar expression. Their emotions ready to spill out, as they saw his sleeping face.
"Darling~!"
A joyous sounding girl with long white hair, unique swirling pattern eyes. She dressed an a gothic outfit that hinted on her nice mature curves. She once was petite, but grew into a well curvaceous woman. Thanks to being a mother of 5, she really had the sex appeal.
She was a short stack, a busty short woman. As she saw his sleeping face, she couldn't help but want to lay down next to him. Her beloved Darling was right there, she saw how the other women got him to remember them through a kiss. She was mad, she didn't like other vixen, sluts and hoes to lay their hands on him.
As she was planning to find a way to make him never kiss other women. To have him only remember her only. To make him addicted to her, but it was futile as the summoning was random.
But before she could cuddle with him.
*Fwooosh*
"Are you stopping me...?"
Her voice became low and it carried a threat behind it. Her face darkened as a woman clad in armor looked at her with cold eyes. long, blonde hair that is braided and adorned with a golden crown. Her eyes are a striking green and she has a determined expression. She is wearing ornate silver armor with blue accents, a fur-lined cape, and a blue skirt.
Thought the silver armor did hide her giant bust quite well. Her green eyes stared at her, ready to defend the man sleeping from being disturbed. She exuded a presence of a king,.
"You will not disturb him."
"Says who?"
"Says me."
The temperature dropped, as they gazed at each other in a stand still. A suffocating pressure was felt, and the third woman looked at this with amusement. She had a smirk on her face, and this group was going to be quite chaotic.
She had long, flowing, bright pink hair and yellow eyes that hinted with playfulness. She has distinct bunny ears emerging from her head, which are topped with a golden, elaborate headdress that resembles a crown or a religious headdress, adorned with a blue jewel.
Her attire is a magnificent, layered white and gold outfit with pink accents. She wears a detailed white and gold jacket or bodice with prominent gold buttons and ornate trim. Beneath this, she appears to wear dark pink shorts or a very short skirt. Her legs are covered by white thigh-high stockings that lead into golden shoes with pointed tips.
She then changes into a normal attire. None of these women lost in beauty.
As she snuck onto his bed while those two were staring at each other. She hummed happily feeling his body, his warmth, his scent, his everything. She lovingly stared at his face, her eyes only carried a overwhelming love and obsession. While a hint of sadness flash in her eyes but vanished.
"Anata~"
Instantly, they heard her voice as they turned to see the fox girl already one step ahead. As Vincent in his sleep hugged her.
"Ah~"
The fox woman yelped softly, she trembled all over. She was ready to cum right there and then. Her eyes became watery, she started to pant. Being in his embrace made her body become hot. She was overwhelmed.
"You....!"
Vincent moved again, making the other two freeze. Not wanting to wake him up in a surprise. She stuck her tongue out at them. Cuddling with him like nothing mattered.
The blonde woman eyes were deathly cold. Her hand tightening around the hilt of the sword. The other gothic beauty face hardened wanting to harm the vixen bitch. Both the blonde and the gothic woman looked at each other.
"We'll settle this later."
"Indeed."
As Vincent was having one arm used as a pillow. They saw his other arm and chest still open. They weren't going to disturb him now.
Both looked at each other with the same conclusion. Both quickly changed into their normal attire. Luckily the blonde woman was faster making the other one grit her teeth. but soon she smiled when she was in his embrace too.