"Or... is it because of this?" she murmured. "The Nexus Core. You know what it means, right? It balances...and boosts our of mana."

Eran's gaze followed, lifting his hand slowly where the golden banner pulsed faintly at his touch.

"True," he replied softly. "It does boost mana. But even without the help of the Nexus Core, you already stand as a great potential, Miyu. I can't wait to see what you become."

For a brief moment, her gaze lingered on him, the weight of his words sinking deeper than she expected. Then, without a word further, Miyu leaned closer, brushing her lips against his in a deliberate kiss. The faintest smile curved her mouth when she pulled back, her violet eyes glimmering with pride.

"I'll place out this Core, Eran," she whispered. "At least… to hold back some of my mana."

Eran's gaze lingered on hers for a long breath, then drifted slowly back to the banner crest in her hand, the very one Miyu had just decided to set aside. His lips curved faintly as he spoke.

"I guess it will be better… at least enough for you to make a move in the duel without anyone noticing you've held back a little. I'll try as much as I can to sustain whatever comes, masking myself..." his smirk deepened, unreadable "...as everyone expects of a commoner."

Miyu's lips parted softly with a low voice, almost trembling with sincerity.

"E…Eran, I'll try as much as I can to hold back there."

Eran leaned in closer, catching the flicker in her eyes, the way her violet gaze glimmered with something more than pride, something unspoken yet earnest. He smirked faintly, letting his words curl into a tease.

"I know you will. Just… don't go slashing me out of the way like you did back then. When you sent those bones cracking out flying in one strike."

Miyu's cheeks flushed, and she broke into a soft chuckle despite herself. "That wasn't my fault," she muttered, brushing a strand of hair aside, "Those bones keeps getting on my nerves with their gutting creak sounds" though the color still burned against her face.

leaned back slightly, that faint smirk tugging at his lips.

"I wouldn't have guessed... not when you were fighting with those bones, with your cheeks burning red like fire."

Miyu's grin slipped low, her lip caught between a nervous bite as her face deepened into a crimson flush.

"S…s…so you noticed."

Eran's gaze lingered, calm but piercing, carrying that teasing edge.

"Of course I noticed. Even at your most flushed frown, you looked so beautiful… maybe that's why those bones creaked closer just to feel it."

Her breath caught as her fingers curled tight at her side, nails brushing against her palm. Her lower lip trembled under her teeth, eyes shimmering as if caught between pride and something warmer.

"Ahh… Eran… you made me "

Eran held her in that steady gaze, unblinking, knowing well the heat that began curling inside her,

Her composure fraying like silk.

His voice dropped low and steady, with a faint smirk tugging at his lips.

"I guess you couldn't resist… even when your heart told you to."

Miyu bit down on her lip harder this time, breath stuttering as her thighs parted slightly where she sat beside him. Her violet gaze flicked to his, shimmering, almost trembling at the words caught in her throat.

"Y…you already make me wet, Eran…"

His gaze slid lower, following the subtle shift of her thighs, not yet revealing, but the heat curling from her frame was unmistakable.. rising and pulling him in.

Slowly, with a precision that made her shiver, Eran leaned closer. His hand brushed along the smooth skin of her thigh, the warmth of his palm trailed down until his fingertips hovered at the hem of her skirt.

Eran's breath hitched as the heat coiled beneath his touch, drawing him in deeper. The shiver of her breath, the way her violet eyes locked onto him, every detail pressed harder against the air between them.

"Miyu," his voice came low and steady, carrying the same teasing edge,

"do you always get this wet?"

Her violet gaze, glassy and glimmering, held on him,

Her reply came soft and unguarded as it slipped past her lips.

"O..Only… when I'm with you, Eran."

Eran's smirk curved faintly at her confession, murmuring low against her ear, "My pride, noble."

His hand lingered just long enough to feel her tremble again... then he drew back, slow and deliberate.

The sudden absence of his touch sent a sharp pulse through her.

Her thighs pressed together instinctively, chasing the lingering warmth that had escaped her, and a breathless shiver slipped past her lips.

"Ah..!"

Eran's voice dropped low and deliberate, his gaze locked on her with a faint smile.

"I want to see… just how wet you become, Miyu."

Her breath hitched instantly, lowering her violet eyes as her cheeks flushed even crimson. Slowly, her gaze trailed downward, to where her thighs already trembled with the weight of the moment.

With a steady movement, she parted them wider, the soft fabric of her skirt sliding higher, baring herself to his eyes.

Her panties clung soaked against her heat, the thin lace leaving little to the imagination. Eran's gaze lingered, savoring the sight, the way the damp fabric molded to every curve beneath.

Miyu's hand trembled as she reached down, brushing over the soaked lace. A soft gasp escaped her lips as her fingers circled, pressing against her folds through the thin fabric. Her breath caught as her moans slipped free in quiet, shivering tones.

Her other hand rose deliberately, fingers pressing against her lips as she bit down to muffle the sound, but her eyes—those violet eyes... never left Eran's. They locked on him, glassy and burning, as her hips began to move faintly in rhythm with her strokes.

Slowly, almost shaking, she hooked her fingers beneath her soaked panties and dragged them aside. Her folds glistened in the low light, slick already dripping in thin threads.

With a sharp intake of breath, she slid two fingers inside.

The sound was obscene..

schlk… plup… schlk!

wet and messy, filling the air between them as her hips spread wider against the bed.

Her back arched, chest rising and falling in quick, uneven bursts. She pushed in and out in a rhythm that made her thighs quiver, her lips parting in gasps that slipped into broken cries.

"I… I'm...cuuuhh—"

Her voice cracked into a sob as her thighs clamped tight around her trembling hand.

Juices spilled out in a sudden rush, coating her fingers, dripping down the inside of her thighs. Her body twitched, convulsing in small, helpless jolts as she came undone.

Her violet eyes glimmered wet as she stared directly at Eran, cheeks flushed, mouth parted, thighs still spread wide despite the trembling.

The sound of her release filled the air...

drip… drip… drip!

each pulse leaking more of her heat, obscene and unrelenting.

Eran leaned in close, letting his breath ghost against her ear, with a smirk curling faintly at the corner of his mouth.

"You cum so wet, Miyu… makes me wonder how you'll be… when I finally pull inside."

Her breath broke at his words, thighs trembling harder.

His hand slid lower, brushing along the inside of her skirt until he felt the heat still glistening there. With unhurried precision, his fingers pressed against the soaked lace clinging to her folds, making her jolt with a sharp gasp.

Slowly, deliberately, Eran tugged the damp fabric down, slick stretching along it as he drew it close. The intoxicating scent of her arousal drifted up, and his eyes never left hers as he pressed it to his lips, inhaling the raw sweetness of her heat.

And then, with a subtle shift, Eran's hand grazed upward, drawing the damp fabric slowly toward her face, letting the scent of her own arousal drift through the thin lace.

just close enough for her gaze to catch it.

Miyu's lips parted, her violet eyes wide as she leaned forward. Her tongue peeked out, tentative at first, tasting herself through the fabric... her own arousal drawn across her tongue under his gaze.

Her cheeks flushed crimson, breath shivering as if the act alone undid her.

Eran's gaze lowered then, catching the way her chest heaved with every breath, her nipples pressing hard against her top, taut and begging. The corner of his mouth curved into a faint, knowing smile.

His hand rose slowly and deliberate, fingers grazing along the line of her blouse with unhurried precision.

He parted the fabric gently, letting it slip aside, revealing her full, flushed breasts.. glowing with the heat coiled inside her.

Miyu's breath caught, trembling as her violet eyes stayed locked on him, lips curling into a shivering smile.

"It pleads for you, Eran…"

Eran's gaze lingered for a heartbeat, drinking in the sight, savoring every inch of her body that quivered to be touched, to be claimed.

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