Chapter 125

"So you've seen things like this, huh." Blake handed the tea he was drinking to Nejire, who was sitting to his right. Nejire grabbed the tea with both hands, blew it lightly, and began to drink it. She shook her head happily and began to sip the tea.

Blake was also wiping the sweat of Nemuri lying on his knee with a towel. After waking up from her death-nightmare, Nemuri had devoted herself to finding Blake but hadn't noticed that she was sweating profusely.

After fighting with the girls, Blake had them sit on the couches and gave them tea. He placed Nemuri on the couch and began to wipe her sweat. On the other hand, he was listening to the dreams of the girls at night.

When it was Nemuri's turn, she began to tell him to dream of her death and was sweating. Well, it's understandable. After all, the fear of death is not something that can be easily overcome.

Blake carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead. He dipped his hand through her spiky, messy hair and began to stroke it gently.

"Is that how you felt?" Nemuri tilted her head as she felt a little better. She pulled the arm that was covering her eyes away from her eyes and looked at Blake.

''Hm? No, I didn't suffer as much as in your dream. I was hit by a gun, there's no way I could have suffered as much as you." Blake smiled faintly. He wasn't lying, unlike Nemuri's painful death, Blake's death was very gentle and painless.

But it was not so for the girls. At the end of the day, Nemuri was not dead but had seen her memories from another timeline. The pain was not real and not as severe as death. But unlike her, Blake was truly dead and had tasted death.

The girls were still under the influence of Blake's account of his death. Limbs and body getting colder, losing their senses, the soul leaving the body, the pain and burning caused by a hot bullet piercing his chest, knowing that death is getting closer and closer to him...

Their bodies trembled with a small shudder. Each of them, including Nemuri, began to develop a different kind of affection for Blake, it hurt them to know that the man they loved had died.

Nemuri opened his eyes and looked at Blake's handsome face. As was yesterday, Blake had no problem with his death. He kept his slight smile, very calm even though he spoke of his death.

Nemuri turned his body so that his face was facing Blake's abdominal muscles. He wrapped his arms around either side of his belly. He buried his face in his stomach and inhaled his unpolluted pure scent.

Blake was slightly surprised by the woman's movement, so he put his hand into her clothes and gently rubbed her stomach.

Nemuri, pressing her face to Blake's belly, smiled from ear to ear. As she hugged Blake, she lifted her body and hugged him deeper.

''Blake...''

"Hm? Is there anything honey?"

"I don't want to die."

''...'' Blake stopped for a while before wrapping his arms around the woman's back. He smiled affectionately, speaking with kindness yet confident arrogance.

"I won't let you die. No one can kill you when I'm with you." He wrapped the woman's relatively small figure with both arms. It was like the promise of a tiger. The tiger took the female in his bosom and swore to protect her from snow and winter, from any damage that might come to her.

Nemuri was surprised by his sudden sense of security. But his expression melted in an instant, he straightened his posture a little more with a charming smile and spoke as he hugged Blake deeper.

"Blake... I want to live with you."

"I'd be happy to bully you all my life."

"Hm... Bully..." Contrary to her words, she had a grin that she couldn't control. She completely corrected her posture and hugged Blake.

"Blake, I love you."

"I love you too."

**

Eri turned the key and opened the door. She walked in, pushed the door with both hands, and closed it. She took off her shoes, set them aside, and entered the house.

"Nejire nee-chan, Rabbit-nee-chan..., Blake-nii-san..." She called out to the household, but strangely, no one answered.

She poked her head out of the side and looked inside. There was no one there. There was no Blake and the girls, not even Teka, whom she occasionally saw at work. She headed for the kitchen, and she didn't see anyone there either.

She rubbed her little horn with her fingertip. After a quick thought session, she headed to the downstairs training ground the girls were talking about.

With small steps, she reached the stairs leading down to the training ground. One hand was on the wall, the other was holding the strap of her bag. The stairs were getting darker as she went down, she nervously swallowed her saliva and stepped onto the stairs.

She was walking down the stairs step by step. She was especially careful not to trip over something. With each step, she heard more and more voices. After step 10, she was able to hear a proper sentence.

"Nejire, try jumping better. Power through your hips, stretch your legs, and let your toes leave the ground last before you jump."

''I'm trying~~''

''Better try. I want you to jump like on my lap."

"I can't~~ I like jumping on your lap. But not this~~''

Eri couldn't understand the meaning behind these words. These words were so new to her untouched mind, as clean as a piece of paper.

Still, she opened the door and went in, seeing what was inside.

Nejire was jumping rope. Her hair was bouncing up and down, her breasts bouncing wildly. As Blake had said, her fingertips were bouncing off the ground. Her clothes were stuck to her from sweat, her face was covered with a healthy redness, and she was breathing heavily.

Meanwhile, Blake was training Nemuri, Fuyumi, and Momo in melee on a dummy.

Rumi, on the other hand, was on one side of the room, trying on her new toy. What was this? ''The Beaten Man-Adult Version.''

After what had happened yesterday, before she came home, she called her family and told them to send "The Beaten Man." With Blake's few contacts, her childhood entertainment source, "The Beaten Man," had arrived in a matter of hours.

The reason behind the transformation of her old toy into the new toy was that Blake had taken the shield from The Five yesterday and inserted it into the punching bag.

Yes, a Sacred Gear, the stronger ones of its kind, was put in a punching bag. Golden lights flashed with each of Rumi's punches and kicks, kicks, and punches hitting the punching bag after another that could shatter even an iron-dust-filled punching bag.

However, there were no dents or scratches on the Sandbag. As expected of Sturd Saint, it countered all attacks that came to it. It was finally able to welcome its long-forgotten former playmate, its nemesis, Rumi.

Don't get wrong, neither Blake nor the girls were arrogant or stupid enough to use something this powerful in a punching bag. They aimed to effectively use a trick like Sturdy Saint while they were at home, and when they went out, Blake would give it to one of the girls.

When the door opened, they all turned their gaze to the door. The girls' faces lit up with motherly feelings when they saw Eri. Each of them put aside what they were doing and turned to the girl.

Blake looked at the girls, then at the bunny woman behind him. He shrugged and spoke.

"Would you like to take a bath?"

''Of course. How about a quick fun afterward?" Rumi smiled from ear to ear. The word fun made her ears prick. With a wild lustful gaze, she landed next to Blake.

"Why do it after you can do it during the bath?" Blake took her hand with a sensual smile. Rumi licked her lips hungrily, appreciating Blake's suggestion. She felt a sweet tickle in her private area.

Blake waved to the girls and headed upstairs with Rumi. He rubbed her hair lightly as he passed Eri. Eri closed her eyes, letting Blake do what he wanted.

Blake passed the girl and the others and headed to the bathroom with Rumi. They went upstairs and once more headed for the bathroom in their room. Blake reached for the doorknob of his room and opened the door.

"Blake."

"?" Blake turned his head to look at her, but what he found was a Rumi throwing herself at him. His lips were closed by hers. Blake quickly placed his hand on her hips.

Before Rumi and Blake entered the room, Rumi grabbed the hem of her dress with both hands and pulled it up. She exposed her well-trained muscular tummy, her underbust and bra slightly exposed, exposing more and more of her flesh with each second. When she entered the room with Blake, she tossed her outfit aside.

After a half-hour bath-sex session, the two left the room with relieved expressions and headed downstairs. After going down the stairs, Rumi ran over to Eri, who was sitting on the sofa playing with Nejire and gave her a bear hug.

The day went on like this. The girls and Blake held a big game tournament. Toward evening Teka came home and gave them the good news.

Teka had taken care of all her problems in Japan. There would be no more attacks and no more being stepped on. After resting for a few days, she would attack back, returning to her pre-attack state, even coming out stronger.

Everyone congratulated her, especially Fuyumi, Nejire, and Blake. Blake decided to organize a banquet. Teka, who was in a good mood, did not refuse him.

Everyone was full that night. Because of the delicious and mouth-watering dishes, even Eri ate too full.

So much so that she had to stay at home today. Eri initially refused and said she could go home, but as the girls insisted, her little resistance cracked and she happily accepted.

Nejire rushed upstairs, entering her room to find a nightgown for Nejire. She was the most enthusiastic of the girls when it came to Eri, and she made it clear with her actions.

The others surrounded Eri and while talking to her, they grabbed the night snack had already prepared for them and went upstairs.

The night passed with snacks and conversations. The girls were very eager to talk to Eri. At first, Eri was stunned, but over time she began to talk to the girls with a fervent expression. Her cheeks were covered with a healthy blush. She was talking enthusiastically in the middle of the girls, using exaggerated expressions like "Bam" "kupahh" while talking, making what she said with her hands and facial expressions more lively and fun.

She seemed to be back to the age she should have been.

The girls, who wanted to talk to her at first, started to watch the girl in the middle with warm expressions.

It didn't take long for the girls to fall asleep. Blake entered the room, covered them, kissed them on the cheeks, and went downstairs.

Teka wasn't with him this time. After dinner, she went to her room, saying that she wanted to have an uninterrupted sleep after a long time.

In short, Blake was left alone. However, he had no problem with that. He rested his arm on the edge of the seat, fingertips touching his head. He closed his eyes and waited for Scathach to pick him up.

Blake and Scathach were in silent agreement. If the other party had a job or was dealing with something important, the other party would not have bothered him/her tacitly. And yesterday, Scathach, with this tacit understanding, had not taken Blake to her side and postponed his training for a day.

Blake found himself in the white space. He turned around, as always the lonely beauty was waiting for him there. She was looking at him with her hands behind her back.

Blake sat down, Scathach came behind him with a small smile, and they began their daily training.

Blake and Scathach struggled through the night and managed to get the speed power into his skulls. But when they did, Blake felt a great pressure in his skull. His skull nearly exploded.

His body had gotten used to the speed power, but the speed power channel contained pure speed power. It was purer and denser than the body was used to, and the skull was close to exploding due to the instantaneous charge increase.

Scathach pushed the speed power conduit back under his chin before things got worse. The two of them were more careful after that, advancing a few inches each hour of the training, and after a few hours, they were back in the skull. But they decided to finish it for today and finish it tomorrow or later.

Blake closed his eyes in the white space. He opened his eyes in the living room of the house. Birds could be heard chirping, the eastern sun's light coming in through the window and piercing through the dark room and laying rectangular on the floor. Fresh air came in through the windows, replacing the stale air in the room.

Blake glanced at the clock from the corner of his eye. It was 7:30 am and none of his girlfriends were going to get up at this time. After thinking for a while, he decided to finish what he started two days ago.

He stood up, brushed himself off, then headed for the door and went out. His body fluttered, disappearing in a blink of an eye and appearing miles away.

His target was the hospital where Rei was.