Irina, in Muria's Residence

[Irina's Perspective]

After parting with Alevian and Luna by entering the elevator, Muria and I endured a momentary silence as we waited for the elevator to bring us to the ground floor. Standing next to me was the beautiful Muria, someone I would consider one of my best friends.

I stared at her lethargic face, taking in the side view of the same face that a few minutes ago was a bright scarlet from embarrassment for wearing an evening dress that was too revealing. In my opinion, she was very beautiful and sexy in that outfit, probably due to her great figure. Although I would consider myself above average, Muria's figure was better than mine.

Thinking back, I recalled how smooth her skin was, especially near her breasts. The shape of them were extremely beautiful as well. When I first saw her body when we were changing, I was actually extremely jealous. However, I've came to terms that it's unlikely that I'll ever have a figure as curvy as her's.

To mourn my jealousy, I brought my arms around her from the side, hugging her and feeling the softness of her body. As my arm went from her right side to her left, they came into contact with her breasts, and like I had expected, they were extremely soft and large. In addition, when I brought my body closer to her's, I once again picked up that sweet scent of her body.

"Irina..." she whispered softly. Her face was somewhat red from me hugging her, but since she made no effort to push me away, I continued to wrap my arm around her.

"Muria you're so soft and warm," I said as I rested my head on her shoulder while hugging onto her.

"T-thanks," she whispered shyly. It would appear that she wasn't sure what to do in situations like the one she's currently in.

Once the elevators reached the bottom floor, the two of us exited the hotel building and stepped foot on the midnight streets of the Nocsinis District. Because we were in one of the busiest areas in Palisia, even at midnight, the streets were still alive with activity. Cars drove by on the road and many stores were still open.

"I'm thinking of getting a taxi," I said to Muria.

"I am pretty tired to ride the train," she nodded her head in agreement.

Then, the two of us ordered a taxi using the taxi app, and not too long after we had placed an order, a nearby taxi car pulled up to the side of the road, allowing us to enter. We both sat at the back of the car and took off our blazers to rest on our laps in order to shield our thighs from a possible perverted driver. However, this driver appeared to be innocent since his eyes never once strayed over to the rear view mirror to check out our legs.

"So you live with your sister?" I asked Muria.

"Right," Muria nodded and said in that gentle and soothing voice of her's. "She's fine with you staying the night."

"It's my first time staying the night at a friends house," I laughed, "and to learn that it's also my teacher's house."

"You don't need to worry," Muria smiled. "You can just be yourself when we get there. My sister isn't very strict. In fact, she's still not asleep at the moment."

"That's good to hear," I smiled.

I had notified my father about my plan to stay overnight at Muria's house. Initially, he offered to come and get me, but after I refused and pleaded to be able to stay over at Muria's house, he finally agreed once I informed him that it was also my teacher's residence.

The ride from the hotel to Muria's house probably took us about twenty-five minutes, and once we arrived at our destination, we paid the taxi driver and approached the building where Muria lived in. I waited patiently behind her as she scanned her phone on the scanner by the door in order to unlock the front doors to the residence. Then, I followed her into an elevator and rode with her up to the forty-eighth floor.

The elevator music was quite calming, making the already tired me a step closer to sleep. I felt my legs slowly lose their strength so I leaned my body against Muria's in order to use her as a support. She didn't say anything as she supported my body with her's, and in all honesty, leaning against her was a bad choice. Her body was just so soft and warm that it made me even sleepier.

"We're here now," she said in a gentle voice as the elevator door opened.

As we walked out, I continued leaning against her because it was extremely comfortable all the way until we were at the door and Muria unlocked it. I then followed Muria into her residence, and immediately, my nose was greeted with the pleasant scent of Muria. The lights were still on and in the living room, I saw my homeroom and literature teacher Mura sitting on the couch and watching television.

"Hello Ms. Edel," I bowed my head to her as a form of greeting, but my gesture merely drew chuckles from the two sisters.

"You don't have to be so formal," Mura said while laughing. "You're Muria's friend so at home, I'm simply her older sister. There's no need to treat me like a teacher here."

"I'll do as you say then," I said, smiling as I enjoyed their hospitality.

As the two of us were speaking with each other, Muria walked over to the hallway leading away from the living room to where I believe their bedrooms were located. She then disappeared into a room while leaving the doors opened.

"Will it be fine if you sleep with Muria?" Mura then asked me as she rose from her seat and walked over to the kitchen.

"Of course," I answered. "I would gladly. Muria's body is so soft and warm so it'll be very comfortable."

"I get what you're saying," Mura closed her eyes and nodded in agreement after stopping in front of the refrigerator. "When we sleep together sometimes," she started speaking in a dreamy tone, "I would hug her. It's sooo comfortable."

"Sis!" Muria emerged from her room and back into the living room. Her face was red from the embarrassment that she felt.

"I'm sorry," Mura laughed.

They're so close.

I smiled as I felt a warm feeling within me after seeing their cute interactions. What they're displaying to me was the companionship that I had so desperately wanted in the time after I had became a celebrity. That was the time when my father was driven by his thirst for money and ignored me as his daughter and instead saw me as a tool to make money. During those desperate days, I had always wanted an older sister who I could be spoiled by her love just like how Muria was.

"Irina," Mura said to me after the two had finished with their wholesome bickering, "you want anything to drink or eat?"

"No thank you," I expressed my gratitude for that offer but I wasn't hungry or thirsty at the moment.

"Well," Mura said as she took out a carton of milk and began pouring some into her cup. "If you want anything—" She took the cup over to the microwave and started heating up the milk. "—feel free to go through the fridge and get something."

"Thank you," I bowed my head once again.

Then, I checked my phone and discovered that it was already 1:00 AM, and yet, my high school teacher was still up watching television. The reason why she's still not asleep was probably because of the later start time for school tomorrow. Due to the School Festival and the school's knowledge that a large number of students will probably stay out late for the party, the school had set the start time for tomorrow at 10 AM.

I followed Muria to her room, leaving Mura alone in the living room to enjoy her television shows and was surprised by how cute her room was. I was surprised that in Muria's bedroom there were shelves lined with plushies and stuffed animals. Her room was quite spacious, although a tad smaller than mine. However, I could tell that she had spent great effort in her decorations. The main color scheme of the room was a pretty generic one for a girl. Her walls were of a light peach color, and the colors for her furniture were all on the lighter side, making the room appear cute and innocent. That was a huge surprise for me since Muria was always so calm and collected which made me believe that her room would be pretty bland. Therefore, this unexpected cuteness proved shocking to me.

"Your room's soo cute!" I exclaimed as I set my school bag down on the ground and took a few steps into it. I took a deep breath, and as I had expected, the room was filled with the pleasant fragrance of Muria's body.

"Would you like to take a bath?" Muria then asked me.

"Sure," I responded with great excitement and joy that I'll be able to clean myself of the sweat and makeup on my body.

"It's down the hallway," Muria said to me. "You can take a bath first."

"Roger that," I smiled and jokingly saluted.

My joking gesture elicited a chuckle from Muria, making me quite happy and proud of myself for being able to draw forth a smile from her. I've realized that lately, especially after our shared experiences in the play, she's been able to open up more with me. She smiled more than before, and she's not as repulsed by my attempts at physical intimacy which I was glad for due to how comfortable she was to hug.

I walked out of Muria's room and over to the bathroom. I woke the smart board by touching my finger gently on the touchscreen and started navigating the options. I decided to go with the options that Muria had saved and the water started flowing in the bathtub. Because I had chosen to go with the preference Muria had set herself, the water temperature and water level will all be the same as what Muria used while bathing. I hoped that this way, my skin might become as smooth and white like her's.

While the bathtub filled with water, I made sure to wash my hair with the shampoo and conditioner in addition to cleaning my body with body wash. This way, when I'm soaking in the bathtub, I wouldn't have to worry about the bubbles contaminating the water. Then I could soak in peace and relax.

I used my left foot to break the surface of the water in order to test out the temperature. After deciding that it was an acceptable warmth, I brought my right foot into the tub as well and sat down in it. The water level was up to my neck even when I leaned my back against the tub, and the water temperature was extremely warm and relaxing. I exhaled deeply as I relaxed my entire body, feeling as my muscles unwind in the warm bath water.

"Irina," I heard Muria's voice say to me and saw the outline of her on the other side of the frosted glass door that connected the bathroom with the washroom. "The pajamas I was going to lend you is still in the drying machine. So when you come out, you won't have anything to wear at the moment. Is that fine with you?"

"That's fine," I responded, knowing that there's only girls in this house.

"I'll leave the towel by the door here and the hair dryer's plugged in already," Muria said before she walked away from the door and leaving me to the comfort of the bath.

I didn't dare stay in the bath for too long in fear that I'll fall asleep. In fact, I did accidentally fall asleep once while closing my eyes and enjoying the comforting bath. Because of that accident, I decided to leave the bath and head out to Muria's room. I slid open the frosted glass door and saw the bath towel Muria had laid out for me on the counter of the washroom. I dried my body with the towel and then wrapped it around my body so that I would at least have something to cover myself with. Then, I started drying my hair with the hair dryer.

I left the washroom with my neatly folded school uniform in hand. I then walked down the hallway and entered Muria's room with the only thing to cover my nude body being the white bath towel that I had wrapped around my body.

"Done?" Muria said as she saw me enter. She was sitting on the floor and preparing her school bag for tomorrow. "I'm going to take a bath now." She got up from the floor and walked past me to the doorway. "You can lie down on my bed just like that," she said before leaving for the bathroom.

I followed her suggestion and laid down face-first on her soft, downy bed while in the bath towel. I took a deep breath and took in Muria's fragrance that must be so intoxicating for boys. Then, I turned my body around so that my face was facing the ceiling. I looked to my left and my attention was caught by the laundry hamper and the lingerie on top of it.

Slowly, I got up from the bed and walked over out of curiosity. Then, after taking a deep breath, I picked up the black lace bra and held it up to my chest. I knew that it would've ended badly from the beginning, so I was unsure why I still chose to humiliate myself. With a sigh, I placed her bra down where I had found it and fell limp onto the bed.

She's so big... I thought as I stared at the ceiling, feeling defeated. And black lace as well... Even though her room's so cute, she's so mature... Who would she be wearing those for?

Then, Alevian's face popped into mind.

W-why would it be him? I blushed and covered my face with my hands. ... Come to think of it, I should message him and tell him that we've arrived.

I reached for my phone which I had set on Muria's bedside table while laying on her bed and navigated to the messaging app. Then, I went to his contact and sent a message to him.

This will be the start of our recorded conversation on this app, I thought as I realized that I had never sent a single message to him even though I had added him on the app. Then, for some odd reason, I became extremely nervous, worrying whether or not he was still awake. He's probably still heading home...

Then, after taking a deep breath, I typed in the keyboard on my phone and started writing the message that I'll send to him.

Me: We've arrived a few minutes ago. Just thought that I should let you know.

I pressed send and brought my phone to my chest as I waited for him to respond.

Would he respond? He might be busy... But... who else could he be talking to? Luna? Maybe if he's still escorting her home... I hope he didn't do anything weird to her while alone.

Then, I heard a notification pop up on my phone, and after checking it, I discovered that Alevian had responded.

Alevian: Got it.

That's it? I stared at my phone in surprise. However, shortly after, he sent another message to me.

Alevian: Luna's home.

Alevian: I'm on a taxi heading back to my house now.

Me: Does she live far from the hotel?

Alevian: Not that far. It's still in Nocsinis and only took ten minutes.

Me: That's good to hear.

Me: Would your parent's be mad about you staying out this late?

Alevian: I live with my aunt, but she knows.

Me: Oh.

I then covered my face in remorse.

Why did I sent "Oh"? That probably just ended the conversation right there!!! I'm so stupid.

Alevian: Hey...

He kept it alive! I smiled as I realized that our conversation wasn't over.

Me: Yeah?

Alevian: What would you do if someone you know is about to die?

Me:?

Alevian: ...

Me: Well... I would probably spend as much time with that person as possible so as to not leave any regrets with them.

Alevian: ...

Alevian: Right.

Alevian: Thank you.

Me: Is something the matter?

Alevian: No.

Alevian: I'm just bored on the ride home.

I then chuckled at that message he had sent me.

Even Alevian has a funny side like that, I smiled. And he's willing to reveal it to me...

That thought made my heart feel warm inside.

Alevian: You're at Muria's house, right?

Me: Yeah.

Alevian: We'll probably be commuting to school together tomorrow.

"Huh?" I was confused by what he had meant.

Me: What?

Alevian: I live in that house opposite to Muria's...

Alevian lives in that house?! I recalled that closed door opposite to the one that I had entered.

Alevian: See you tomorrow.

Alevian: Goodnight.

Alevian: And tell that to Muria and Mura for me.

Me: 👌

Me: Goodnight.

Slowly, I brought the hand that I had used to hold up the phone to a rest and laid it on the bed to my side. Then, I smiled as I played through that conversation again in my head. For some reason, Alevian felt like he was somewhat different. From the messages he had sent me, he felt... more talkative. I wasn't entirely sure what exactly it was, but he was different from his usual self. That I know for sure because he was the type of person that would simply end the conversation at the very beginning of it. Like for example, after I told him that we had arrived at Muria's house, he should simply just respond with a Oh. and end it there. Instead, he actually chatted with me.

I brought my phone up and stared at the screen, reading over the messages that Alevian and I had sent each other. I no longer worried about what had caused that slight change in Alevian and simply smiled as I read over our conversation once again.