90 Date with Nemesis*

The following morning, Orpheus woke up with Nemesis nestled in his chest like a little kitten, while the smell of their love nectar still lingered in the air. It had been one crazy night where they both surrendered themselves to sensual pleasure and vented their lust on each other.

A shade of redness was still noticeably seen on Nemesis's rosy cheeks.

However, it was not the result of physically exerting and exhausting herself from last night's battle. There was not even a speck of fatigue on her blissfully sleeping face. Whatever fatigue there had been, it was all swept away, and only the vibrant glow of a blossomed flower was left behind.

As he watches Nemesis sleeping contentedly with eyes filled with affection, he couldn't help but move away the few strands of hair overlapping her face behind her slightly long ears, longer than human ears and give her a soft peck on the forehead.

Because he knew her identity, she didn't conceal it when they were together.