The next morning.
Regulus was awakened in his usual manner. On his left and right were Lycoris and Ine Mitarai, respectively. Even without opening his eyes, he could feel the pleasant, wet sensation enveloping his lower half beneath the thick quilt.
Only, today, in addition to the usual suspects, there was another girl. Beatrice. The Great Spirit occupied the center position, sleeping soundly directly on top of his chest.
Regulus did not choose to get up. Instead, he closed his eyes, preparing to continue enjoying this moment of peace and comfort.
Just then—
"Hmm!!?" He frowned in confusion.
Regulus noticed something was wrong. Loris usually acted alone and with quiet precision when waking him up this way. But the sensations right now were... clumsy, uncoordinated, and there were clearly two mouths working on him, occasionally bumping into each other.
He carefully pulled his arm out from under Lycoris, reaching down. The moment he lifted the heavy quilt, he showed a surprised expression.
He had been wrong from the start.
The ones diligently working beneath the sheets were not Loris at all. It was Carol... and Julia.
Noticing that the quilt had been lifted, Carol paused, completely unfazed. Her lips were wrapped securely around the base of his shaft, her cheeks hollowed. Julia, however, stiffened completely. Her blue hair was a mess, and her face was burning a shade of red that rivaled a tomato. She was hovering over the sensitive head, saliva glistening on her chin.
"You're awake," Carol said casually, pulling back with a soft pop and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"What exactly are you two doing?" Regulus asked, amused.
"Miss Julia was very curious," Carol explained calmly. "So after we met this morning, I wanted to bring her over and let her try it out before you woke up."
"So that's how it is," Regulus said understandingly. He immediately laid his head back down on the pillow and closed his eyes. "Okay, you can continue. I actually suffer from severe sleepwalking. I'm just sleepwalking now, and the words I just said were sleep talk."
"Since it's sleepwalking and sleep talk, then there's really no problem. Right, Miss Julia?" Carol agreed smoothly.
"Uh... this..."
Julia was utterly speechless at the shameless exchange between Regulus and Carol. Sleepwalking? Sleep talking? Even a ghost wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense!
But... should she back down now?
Carol didn't give her a chance to retreat. The blonde Knight reached out and gently placed her hand on the back of Julia's head.
"Don't hesitate, Miss Julia. Just use your tongue like I showed you," Carol instructed in a hushed whisper, taking his shaft in her hand to steady it for the blue-haired girl.
Julia swallowed hard. Her warrior's pride wouldn't let her flee after coming this far. Trembling, she leaned down. Her warm, soft tongue tentatively darted out, lapping at the slit leaking pre-cum.
Regulus let out a low sigh as Julia's clumsy but eager mouth finally enveloped the head. She sucked gently, her teeth occasionally grazing the sensitive skin due to her lack of experience. Carol immediately leaned in alongside her, taking the lower half into her own mouth.
Slurp. Schlick.
The sensation of two distinct, warm mouths working in tandem—one practiced and dutiful, the other amateurish and desperate to learn—was intoxicating. Julia's heterochromatic eyes glanced up nervously at Regulus through her messy bangs as she bobbed her head, trying her best to mimic Carol's rhythmic suction.
At that exact moment—
"What are you doing, I suppose?!"
"Eek!"
The sudden, loud voice startled the hesitant Julia. She accidentally bit down slightly in her panic, making Regulus wince, before she completely ripped herself away from him.
She looked up to see Beatrice, who had woken up and was now sitting up on Regulus's chest. The Great Spirit was looking down at them under the covers with a deep scowl, her face flushed with indignation.
Julia swallowed hard and scrambled backward out of the bed at record speed, tripping over the luxurious sheets in the process.
Standing by the door, frantically fixing her disheveled sleepwear and wiping the sticky saliva from her lips, she announced, "The preparations for going to the Sanctuary have been completed! We can leave at any time! I-I'm just here to inform you! So... I'll go first!"
The moment the words fell, Julia ran out of the room as if fleeing for her life.
Beatrice watched her run away, then turned her butterfly gaze to Carol. The Knight hadn't shown any change in expression and had even calmly leaned back down to resume her "waking" duties on her own.
"Really. It's so noisy early in the morning, in fact," Beatrice muttered, turning her head away, her cheeks burning pink as the wet sounds resumed beneath the quilt.
But as she turned, Ine Mitarai woke up.
Ine rubbed her eyes, immediately noticing the lump moving rhythmically under the covers. She peeked beneath the quilt and saw Carol diligently working away. A highly competitive pout immediately appeared on Ine's face.
"That's not fair! Waking up Master is something we should all do together!"
With that, the hyper-sexual girl dove under the covers to join the Knight.
"Move over, Miss Carol," Ine whispered mischievously. "Let a professional show you how to properly drain the Master."
Ine didn't hesitate. She immediately took the upper half into her mouth, her tongue swirling wildly around the sensitive glans with practiced, devastating skill. She and Carol established a rapid, synchronized rhythm.
Regulus groaned, his hips beginning to thrust upward into their waiting mouths. Ine's aggressive, deep suction combined with Carol's tight, dutiful swallowing pushed him rapidly toward the edge.
"Ah... keep going. Just like that," Regulus praised, his hands tangling in black and blonde hair.
Ine hummed happily around his shaft, picking up the pace until Regulus finally went rigid. He flooded their mouths with a thick, heavy load. Ine swallowed her portion eagerly, licking her lips with a satisfied smirk, while Carol obediently consumed the rest, making sure not a single drop was wasted.
After a considerable period of "effort," the girls finally allowed Regulus to get out of bed.
They ate breakfast together in the grand dining hall.
Before setting off for the Sanctuary, Regulus knelt down to look at Beatrice, who had come to the courtyard to see them off.
"Are you really not going with us?"
"Betty is the guardian of the Forbidden Library. This is the task given to Betty by Mother, I suppose," Beatrice said stubbornly, gripping her dress.
"If you truly wish to take Betty with you... bring Mother here. Once we sign the contract with her as a witness, even if you don't want Betty to follow, Betty will follow you anywhere, in fact."
"Alright," Regulus said, feeling a little helpless. Beatrice was truly rigid in carrying out Echidna's final tasks.
"But… please don't make Betty wait too long, I suppose," Beatrice whispered, her voice cracking slightly before she immediately turned her head away to hide her tears.
If he hadn't been watching her closely, Regulus would have thought he was hallucinating the vulnerability.
He raised his hand and gently stroked her fluffy, cream-colored hair.
Regulus could not give a definitive answer to this promise, because to bring Echidna back, he would have to resurrect her. And right now, he had absolutely no confidence in his ability to resurrect the dead.
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