His mind was sluggish.

He seemed to be in a state of semi-consciousness where he was awake and at the same time not.

However, little by little, his senses began to return one by one.

First came touch, where he felt the soft and smooth sensation beneath him against his back along with the chill of the air against his skin.

Then came smell, an unfamiliar and pleasant scent reaching his nose in a gentle aroma, he wasn't sure what it was but his guess was a feminine perfume.

And after that came hearing, where he heard only a faint sound of wind that reminded him of an air conditioner.

Then came sight, slowly he opened his eyelids that felt heavy, facing a strong light which made him grimace and close his eyes.

Blinking a few times to adjust his vision, he could finally see a white ceiling along with a lamp, as well as the fact that he was lying on some kind of gurney.

"Good morning sleepyhead~ I imagine you slept well?"

Hearing that voice in that soft and pleasant tone, Jonathan looked to the side where a person was sitting near the wall.

But the sight froze him, until the memory of the kind of world he now lived in came to his mind. 'Right, I had forgotten about this for a moment...'

That's because the owner of that deceptively feminine and pleasant voice was, just as that scent, was a man.

A white man wearing a lab coat and seeming to be a doctor, with long blond hair tied in a bun, glossy lips with lip gloss and long, lined eyelashes.

"Uh...hello and yes I slept well, although my body feels kind of lethargic." Coming out of his stupor caused by the man's appearance, Jonathan finally replied while raising his hand in front of his face.

"That's because of your healing, the method we use accelerates your natural recovery, hence the lethargy, but don't worry, soon enough you'll be better." Getting up from the chair, the man approached him with a gentle smile on his face. "By the way, I'm Marcel, nice to meet you Jonathan."

"Nice to...meet you..." Returning the greeting, Jonathan extended his hand to him but Marcel only squeezed it lightly before leaning close to his face, making him instinctively lean back.

"...What the hell are you doing?" With an eyebrow raised and a pure look of distrust, Jonathan stared at the man who had gotten too close for his liking.

Marcel smiled slightly as if he had done it on purpose. "Oh, what else would I be doing? I'm checking your pupils, now, stay still~" He said, blinking innocently before taking out a flashlight.

Then, adopting a more serious expression, he opened Jonathan's right eyelid and moved the flashlight from side to side, then doing the same with the other eye.

"Hm, everything seems in order." Marcel said while stepping back and putting his hands in the pockets of his lab coat.

"What do you mean, was I supposed to have some kind of aftereffect?" Jonathan asked doubtfully.

Marcel shook his head. "Not exactly, normally there are no symptoms other than fatigue depending on the severity of the injury, you are in perfect condition, the exams already done prove that, it's just my job to make sure everything is really fine." He finished with a slight smile.

"I see." Nodding, Jonathan looked at his own body, then lifting the collar of his gown, he looked at his stomach where he had been attacked and saw it completely smooth.

There was no scar or mark indicating that his stomach had been pierced.

"Impressive..." He murmured thoughtfully at seeing how intact his skin was, but then noticing something, he stopped. 'Wait a second...I'm only wearing underwear, who the fuck changed my clothes?' With that thought, his gaze unconsciously turned to Marcel.

And the man in question winked at him as if he knew exactly what he was thinking.

Immediately feeling a shiver, Jonathan's face became completely expressionless while his gaze looked like that of a man traumatized by war.

"Hahaha~ Look at your face, no need to worry, I wasn't the one who changed your clothes, relax." Crossing his arms and placing a hand against his cheek, Marcel tilted his head slightly, smiling in an amused way.

Hearing that, Jonathan sighed in relief.

"Although, I admit I did take a little peek while you were unconscious, you're quite a well-developed boy, aren't you~?" Narrowing his eyes, Marcel asked in a suggestive tone.

Feeling a chill spread through his entire body, Jonathan jumped off the gurney to the other side, taking a defensive stance. "That's a crime you crazy son of a bitch!" Never in his life had he felt so violated, not even when Alexis had literally tried to abuse him.

"Hahaha~ I'm just kidding, relax~" Waving his hand gently at him, Marcel then moved toward the door. "Anyway, there's someone who wants to see you." Opening the door, he left it open as he exited.

And while Jonathan remained suspicious, not believing for a second that Marcel hadn't peeked, the boys and girls entered through the door, surprising him and making him drop his defensive stance.

"What are you all doing here?" He had imagined they had already left, although he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, he assumed it had been at least a few hours.

"Naturally, we waited until you woke up, we figured you'd like that, and by the way, why were you like that." Taking the lead, William was the first to speak, pointing at him at the end with a confused look.

Jonathan shook his head, not wanting to touch the subject. "It was nothing serious." Then crossing his arms, he smiled at them. "And you're right, I liked that you waited for me to wake up, very cute of you."

His response made Nalini, Alex, Ivan and William smile, with Xiao and Yusuke nodding slightly and Emília and Vanessa showing no reaction.

"And a little gay too."

And his new response made Nalini lose her smile, Ivan, Alex and Yusuke laugh, William shake his head, Vanessa roll her eyes and Xiao and Emília remain expressionless.

"If you're making that kind of joke it means you're fine so I'm leaving." Saying that, Vanessa turned around and went straight to the door.

"Hey Vanessa before you go, I want you to know that I really appreciate your gesture, thank you very much." Jonathan stopped her, smiling gratefully at her.

Stopping at the door, Vanessa looked over her shoulder at him, meeting his eyes.

"That almost convinced me you have a heart, but then I remembered you're a feminist and realized that's impossible." Jonathan continued, still smiling gratefully.

Hearing that, what seemed to be a brief emotional moment from Vanessa dissolved instantly as she snorted. "Alright, next time I won't do this, and I have a tip for you, next time you want to be penetrated by a long thick arm, use lubricant okay? That way we don't waste time because of you." She said with a soft and gentle smile before leaving.

"I love you too!" Jonathan didn't let himself go without a response as he shouted back, then finally turning his gaze to the others who were still there. "So, what did I miss?"

"Not much." William replied with a smile.

...

Holding the vest he had used in his hands, Jonathan looked at the hole in the middle and the dark red stains that painted the fabric around the hole.

"This shit is thicker than my arm." He said with raised eyebrows as he passed his arm through the hole. "How the hell did I not notice that at the time, was it the adrenaline?" Lowering the vest, he placed it under the table where it was right next to a case with his new tools.

Naturally, besides his vest which had become useless, he also picked up new equipment as well as replacing what he had lost.

However, unfortunately he couldn't take anything too strong since it required prior training and also because he was limited to a certain amount.

He still had to discuss the reason for that with Maya.

Picking up the bag and placing it over his shoulder, he turned to leave when Maya entered the equipment room.

"How are you?" She asked, stopping in front of him and crossing her arms.

"Fine, completely healed, as you can see." He said smiling and gesturing to himself.

She nodded, looking at his stomach before returning to his eyes. "That's good then, and I apologize for not coming to see you before, I was busy."

"It's alright, I'm sure you have a lot of work." He said, nodding slightly, then heading for the door.

Walking beside him, she asked. "You're leaving now, aren't you?"

"Yes...I am." With a tremor in his lip, Jonathan remembered once again that an entire day had passed since he left, he had gone out on Thursday morning and now he was returning home on Friday morning.

It went without saying that his family knew what had happened, and with that his reward from Marianne was gone.

'Goodbye, soft brown thick thighs.' Saying farewell in his imagination to a pair of thighs, he sighed resignedly.

"Don't worry, I'm sure she'll understand if you explain yourself properly."

Pulled out of his thoughts, he looked at Maya with a raised eyebrow. "What are you...wait a second, are you spying on me?"

Maya smiled without looking at him. "You have an implant in your eye, did you forget?"

But without smiling, Jonathan narrowed his eyes, staring at her coldly.

Stopping as well, Maya met his eyes calmly. "No need to make that face, I believe you already imagined this scenario when you accepted the implant."

However, without saying anything, he just continued to stare at her coldly.

Rolling her eyes, Maya finally spoke. "Obviously we don't monitor the night between you and Elizabeth, we don't monitor you at all times, we know our limits."

And he immediately lost the cold look. "Great~." Smiling, he started walking again as if nothing had happened.

Smiling awkwardly, Maya began walking beside him again. "Is that what you're focused on?"

"And what else should I be focused on? The only thing that matters is that no one besides me sees Elizabeth's naked body, the rest is just detail."

"I understand..."

"But don't get me wrong." He then looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "I'll join the other side if I find out you lied."

Shaking her head exasperatedly, Maya replied. "Relax, I didn't lie."

"Hmm, I'll believe you."

After some time, the two then arrived in front of the familiar elevator that led to the scrapyard.

Entering, Jonathan said goodbye to her. "Bye Maya, until next time."

She nodded at him, standing with her arms crossed in front of the door. "Bye Jonathan, see you."

Giving a wave, he closed the elevator door.

...

"Haaa..." Standing in front of his house door, Jonathan exhaled weakly, mentally preparing himself for the scolding he was about to receive.

"Rachel must be really pissed..." Remembering his guardian, he could easily imagine her standing behind the door with her hands on her waist and a blazing look.

His mind then shifted to Marianne, the memory that his reward probably wouldn't happen anymore coming to him, although he could explain himself to try to convince her, he doubted it would work.

And then there was Elizabeth, who was honestly the one who worried him the most, considering their current relationship, she might be the most distressed.

"I'll have to make it up to my chocolate queen." Thinking about her embarrassed look from their intimate moment, the desire to have an exchange of affection with her came strongly.

And with that desire to give Elizabeth some hugs and kisses, besides the obvious arousal, he didn't delay any longer and finally opened the door silently.

Entering stealthily, he closed the door quietly, finding the house in total silence.

He then announced his arrival. "I'm back!"

And with that the response was instant.

He heard the sound of fast footsteps coming from upstairs along with the sound of closer footsteps coming from the living room.

The first to appear was Rachel, who ran quickly toward him.

And seeing how she was coming, he quickly dropped the case and extended his arms.

She practically threw herself into his arms, almost knocking him over, squeezing him tightly.

"You stupid brat."

He heard her whisper near his ear while her arms tightened around him.

Smiling, Jonathan didn't have time to say anything when Elizabeth and Marianne came down from the second floor.

And just like Rachel, they threw themselves at him, hugging him tightly.

Blinking, Jonathan hadn't expected to be received like that, but it wasn't bad, quite the opposite.

Smiling, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment, returning their embrace.

"I'm back."

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