Chapter 258 – #58_All Darkness Comes From the East (4)

#256

One.
What the hell is this.
Siu stood still for a moment.

Humans stop thinking when faced with the unexpected.
Siwoo also found something unexpected and his brain stopped.

The pajama top that had been peeled off so much that I could believe that I had unraveled it with my own hands.
The pajamas, with three of the five buttons unbuttoned, were already failing to function as clothing.

“…….”

I think I should take my eyes off it, but I can’t.
Looking at the beautiful artwork, I couldn’t look away as if I was distracted.

Dear Master Eloa Tiphareth’s immaculate breasts are shown unprotected.
I expected it from the cleavage created when wearing a sports bra and the way she naturally lifts up her pajamas, but it was bigger than I thought.

Should I say the power of bare chest?
If you look at it by eye, it’s about the size of a D cup.
It looks pretty like a ripe peach cut in half and turned upside down.
At the end of it, a small nipple like a cherry is shining and showing off its own color, and a light pink areola with a faint gradation is placed like a plate holding fruit.

The harmony between the half-naked top and peach breasts is very alluring and seductive.

“…….”
“…….”

And belatedly, the slow half-beat slow thinking chases reality.
Boobs exposed by accident.
How will the Duke react to this?
I heard the sound of breathing from under my knees, terrifyingly nervous at the embarrassing and embarrassing clarification time ahead.

“No, no, no…. Cooooo…..”

Siu closed her eyes and let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Elroa fell asleep just in time for her.
The sound of sleeping today is especially loud, but seeing that there is no reaction even though it has reached this point, it seems that he has been sleeping soundly since the time he closed his eyes completely a while ago.

“Whew… Thank god.”

Siwoo’s low self-talk.

“…… “

Eloa stood stiff like a rabbit pretending to be dead, feeling the thumping of his heart.
Her heart beat so fast that he had to worry that he might not hear it.

No.
If you think about it, it’s not yet time to be relieved.
Eloa only succeeds in pretending that she is sleeping, but she is still baring her breasts.
That too in front of Siwoo.

Keep calm, stay calm
Nothing has changed.
Nothing has changed.

Didn’t she ask for a massage from her in order to stop thinking of him as a man in the first place?
Even now, you can wake up as if you fell asleep for a while and behave as if it was nothing special.
Elroa repeated endlessly in the gap of her thoughts.
But at the point she pretended to be asleep, frightened by the unexpected exposure, the chances of her promise coming true seemed slim.
It is difficult to face a person who has already run away once.

“Hmm….”

Siwoo’s hand slipped out from under her neck while Eloah looked at the timing for her to wake up.

At that moment, a scene that bloomed in Eloah’s head was….
Ironically, it was Siwoo playing with Periwinkle’s breasts as if he were his own.

For some reason, the scene of Periwinkle roughly punching her, grabbing her breasts to the point of crushing her, sucking her nipples and pulling them, and even slapping her with her palms as if slapping her cheeks, vividly comes to mind for some reason.
Elroa, who was wondering when to wake up with her eyelids quivering, froze as it was.

Why is this memory suddenly coming up here?
Okay.
It was not because she was looking at Si-woo with her reason, but because the shocking sight she witnessed at that time remained in her mind.

Elloa eagerly reasoned in a direction that he could understand in his own way.
Then I hear Siwoo’s low voice.
The sound of swallowing saliva echoes like thunder.

“Master, are you sleeping?”

That question felt like a turning point.
Here, she pretends to have just woken up, opens her eyes, and shows the ‘teacher’s calm attitude’ as originally planned.
Or did she pretend to sleep like this, half avoiding her momentary embarrassment?

Eloah was about to get up.
But she doesn’t listen to her body this time either.
To be honest, she hadn’t been able to keep her eyes open since she opened them.
She didn’t even know how to look at him.

Usually, when I fall asleep, I don’t wake up by rubbing her breasts.
At least to Siwoo, Eloa would appear completely defenseless.

What will he do?
Elroa suppressed her uneasiness and waited for his disposition.

Would she grab hold of it thinking she was asleep? Would I touch it?
That can’t be… That’s not okay… While stamping her feet inside her, her unspeakable imagination becomes more distinct.

– Basrak!

I heard the sound of him moving.
Even if you close your eyes, the number of people moving in close proximity is surprisingly large.
Just by looking at the degree to which his body temperature warmed the surroundings, the sounds, and the shadows, you could tell roughly what kind of posture he was taking.

Siwoo’s hand stretched out to Eloa’s chest.
It’s funny how I held my breath and was anxious about what would happen next…

“You seem to be having a bad dream again.”

Siwoo fumbled with the hem of his clothes, and was buttoning her buttons, being careful not to touch Elroa’s skin as much as possible.
It is oddly slow to keep fiddling with clothes.
Eloa recognized the reason.

It’s just one button and it doesn’t take that long.
While Siwoo is straightening Elroa’s disheveled outfit, he is deliberately looking away from her half-naked body.
To be considerate of the unconscious Eloah.

‘Siwoo….’

Eloa couldn’t help but be moved.
She was ashamed of herself, assuming that she might have insidious thoughts during her sleep.
Isn’t this the only way the teacher is worse than the disciple?

After meticulously filling the last button, Siwoo let out a deep sigh.

Eventually, an arm gently wrapped around Elroa’s legs and back.
Siwoo lifted Eloah, who was lying at right angles to the direction of her bed, into her princess embrace and laid her flat on her back.

It’s all over now.
There was a mixture of relief that he could fall asleep safely and a strange sense of defeat that he had broken his promise in less than an hour.
A thick hand caressing Eloah’s complicatedly twisted hair.
What’s going on with this in the first place? Eloah, who was nervous about wanting to see her, soon calmed down at the feelings she held in her hand.

“…….”

This is a comforting hand.
Just as Elloa did when Raffy was having a hard time, it was a fingertip full of warmth and interest.
Siwoo, who didn’t know Elroa was awake, must have thought that her stiff expression or stiff expression was because of a nightmare.

It was too familiar a touch for the first time.
Since when have you been doing this?
Siu sat down by the bed for a while and stroked Elroa’s head.

Hair flowing slowly through your fingertips.
The coolness you feel every time your fingers touch your scalp.
Above all, the strong feeling of affection and the connection between the two.

Regardless of whether the master and disciple are conscious of each other as male and female, no matter what kind of eyes he is looking at Eloah.
It didn’t feel that important at this moment.

Elroa’s body was drained of strength.
The tension and bewilderment from earlier melted away like snowflakes bathed in the spring sun, and her sleep came flooding back.
Eventually, Eloa fell asleep completely.

“Coo…..”

Eloa did not have nightmares that day.
Instead, she dreamed of her riding a horse with Raffi in the Mendel Hills, a vast expanse of nameless grass.
It was a comfortable sleep, not knowing how long it was.

2.
Siu opened his eyes.
He seems to have slept a little longer than usual today.
Normally, it would have just dawned, but when I saw the sunlight pleasantly coming through the window.

“Well?”

When I opened my eyes and looked up, I saw a shimmering pink figure.
And the hand that calmly stroked her hair felt belatedly.

“Are you awake?”
“What are you doing?”

Siwoo was confused for a moment.
The identity of the person who kept caressing Siwoo’s hair was Eloa.
Wearing an apron over her pajamas, she sits on the bed where Siu is lying and endlessly brushes her hair.

“No big deal. I just wanted to try something.”

Usually, when Eloa looked at Siwoo, he would smile softly as if he was happy just by looking at him.
However, the expression she shows now is a much more caring and benevolent smile.
If Elroa’s apprentice witch were alive, she would probably have looked at her like this… It was a look that made me think.

“Your sleeping face looks just like a baby.”

Embarrassed by Elroa’s words, Siu stood up and asked while brushing her messy hair.

“How long have you been watching?”
“Not too long ago. I’m sorry to wake you up because you’re sleeping soundly today. It’s good that you woke up like this Come out, I’ve prepared breakfast for you.”

Eloa got out of bed and headed to the kitchen.
As she follows slowly, she sees a pot bubbling on the induction stove.
It was the smell of chicken noodle soup, one of her favorite dishes.
It is a dish that is eaten almost every morning recently because it is not irritating and comforts the stomach.
Next to it was bacon that gave off a subtle smoky smell, and there was also a loaf of bread that was toasted in a toaster.

“Wait a minute. It will be finished soon.”
“Is there anything to help?”
“Even if you say it’s okay every time, you always ask.”

Elroa busily walked around her kitchen, serving her hearty breakfast.
Siwoo set the tableware and milk as always.

“I will enjoy this food.”
“There are many, so eat as much as you can.”

As you can see, it’s definitely not the amount of food for two people.
Eloah made an amount that the whole family could eat at once, probably because of her big hands.

If it was a spiritual body, you wouldn’t have to eat food.
Is it because he always wants to feed Siwoo to his heart’s content?
Of course, there is no reason to reject the Eloah-style breakfast, which is perfect from the visual to the taste.
As usual, I’m waiting for Eloah to take the first bite first.

“… Why?”

Eloa didn’t even eat a meal and just stared at Siwoo.

“Siw.”
“Yes.”
“Thank you.”

My head turns slightly at the sudden thank you, but I can roughly guess what the thanks are for.

Since she met Siwoo, Elroa has been able to afford it.
I wonder if she doesn’t have the feeling of a drawn bowstring that seemed to break at any moment that she felt when we first met her.
To her who has suffered the pain of her loss, her Siwoo must have been filling the void like a kind of companion animal for her.
Maybe thanks for that? She vaguely guessed.

“Thank you very much.”

Eloa put her hands together and prayed that this happy peace would continue in the future.
A prayer that probably won’t come true.
Fleetingly.