Chapter 67 – Sister Ia (1)

One.

“What is this…”

When Iaris reached her liars trap, clad in her white robe and spurred her through the air, she couldn’t comprehend the situation unfolding before her eyes.

“Whoa, whoa! I almost fell behind, really! Wow!”

Class A and Class B awakeners scattered on the floor, and one familiar F-class awakener making a fuss while repeating rough breathing. And even though the gate is open, there is not even a trace of it.
And.

“A hole in the sky…?”

Even a huge hole in the middle of the thick cloud that could never form naturally.
It was clear that something had happened here, but it was impossible to guess what it was.

“Uh? Sister Ia is here!”

Iaris, whose gaze was taken by a large hole in the sky, came to her senses when she heard her familiar voice in front of her.

“Ah! Par, Mr. Pastor!”

Iaris, who was preoccupied with the huge wind hole in the sky, heard Paster’s voice and at that moment, she remembered why she had rushed all the way to this place.
The hole through her clouds was so bizarre that even she, the most important purpose in her life, would forget about him for a moment.
But now that Pastor was right in front of her eyes, the hole in the sky couldn’t interest her anymore.

“Pa, Mr. Pastor, are you okay? At first glance, nothing seems wrong.”

Iaris approached Pastor with a look of concern on her face, and she grabbed his hand tightly with both hands.

“Now, wait a minute, sister Ia. If you catch me suddenly like that…”

Pastor was taken aback by the incoming skinship and pulled her body back, but there was no way he could escape from the touch of Iaris, an S-class Awakener.
Once he looked fine, she regained her peace of mind.
Her mind was at peace, and when she received a text message saying, ‘Annie Ia, I am sick.’ Her anticipation and her excitement, which had been overshadowed by her worries for a moment, made her heart flutter again.

“Who, sister? First of all, how can I start with this hand…”
“I do not like it. I won’t let go.”
“Yes, yes? Why?”
“Because Paster called me older sister. So you don’t want to let go?”

Besides, she was even called by Pastor as ‘Ian’s sister’, so it was only natural that the strong female switch inside Iaris would turn on.
She responded with a relaxed, alluring smile at the bewildered man, jokingly replying to him.

“What if we hold hands? You don’t even have eyes to see. And is it so strange that we hold hands like this?”
“Yes, yes? Ooh, between us? What kind of sign is that…?”
“While texting without hesitation even at dawn. And between calling and being called noona? Isn’t that enough to hold hands?”

Iaris’ dash, which suddenly became stronger, embarrassed Pastor one after another.
For Pastor, who easily brushed off Scar, Lapis, and Silk Blonde from the front, a soft yet strong woman like Ia Reese was an unfamiliar figure.
Iaris still had the leisure of her elders and asked Paster lightly.

“Would you like to hold hands with me?”
“Oh, no. It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just that I’m a bit embarrassed over there…”
“I like holding hands with Pastor. My heart is pounding and I am excited. Mr. Pastor doesn’t hate holding hands with me, and I really like it. Wouldn’t holding it like this be more beneficial than letting go?”

‘It’s okay if you don’t like it!’ Or ‘Are you embarrassed? It’s just embarrassing, but I don’t hate it?’ Iaris’ way of speaking, expressing her expectations while respecting the opinions of her opponents, rather than self-centered conclusions, came to Pastor quite convincingly.

“Of course, if Mr. Pastor said he didn’t like it, I would have no choice but to let go of this hand… But please remember that I ran so hard after seeing a text from Mr. Pastor in the middle of the night.”

Scar is a master of her self-centered conclusions, and Pastor has been forced to make decisions by her side for 15 years.
Perhaps because of that side effect, Pastor was taken aback by Ia Reese’s kind, yet skillful speech method of straightly insisting on what he wanted.

“That, then. I just have to hold on.”
“Is that right too? Pastor’s brother?”
“Yes? Ah, that… Yes, sister Ia.”
“Heh heh heh heh. It’s so nice that Ms. Paster calls me noona. Until he ran here, his heart was full of worry and anxiety. There are only good things like this because I come.”

Under the dark night sky, under the light of the street at night, with her brown short hair shining, Ia Reese, who smiled softly like the moonlight, brought quite a fresh shock to Pastor.

“Ah·····.”

Roughly, it was shocking enough to erase the date and duel sex with Scar and the apology sex with Lapis.

Pretty. If silk blonde, crying Scar, or charming Raffy are as pretty as non-humans, then Ia is just pretty. To say that there are only good things, is it really true… Wait, only good things?

She was the one who forgot to think of Iaris’s beauty, but when she said, ‘There are only good things,’ the things she had forgotten in his mind flashed in an instant.

“Ah! Hey, sister Ia! My sister has work to do! It wasn’t the time to be like this!”
“Yes Yes? Mr Pastor? What suddenly?”

When she remembered what she had forgotten because of her lack of circumstance, Pastor, who suddenly regained her consciousness, held Iaris’ hand and looked at the sky.
With his uneasy eyes pointing to the sky, Ia Reese regained his reason, which had been lost in the pink atmosphere for a while.
Pastor, still staring intently at the sky, began her account of her momentary oblivion.

“It’s not over yet. I somehow sent him flying into the sky, but I couldn’t kill him.”
“What if it’s…?”
“The strong magic I talked about over the phone earlier. They say it’s an alpha. It was a beast in the form of a wolf, but it had a black mane that stood out. If I were to name it in the style of Senior Silk… Wolf. Anyway, when he tried to turn all the Awoken including me into rat cannons with the fastest and most powerful charge he showed, I risked my life and blew them away…”
“Yes Yes? Now, wait a minute. What is Alpha?”

At the sudden release of TMI, Iaris stretched out her palm to stop Pastor’s quivering mouth.

“Calm down first, slowly. Can you take care of it neatly and sensibly? It’s like an inexperienced younger sister who talks so casually, and although it’s lovely, it’s hard to understand what she’s saying.”
“Ah, oh yes. I-I’m sorry.”
“I’ll help Mr. Pastor calm down first.”
“Yes? It’s okay if you don’t… Ugh.”

After calming the excitement of the battle that was creeping up in Pastor’s chest again, she stroked her head in the name of… So that he could calm down.

She had to raise her arms quite a bit to stroke them, as they were so tall that her eyes leveled against his collarbones, but her strokes were so natural, as if she had practiced them somewhere.

It was an extremely selfish stroking, but he admitted that it was not strange to hold hands, so I couldn’t say anything about Pastor’s stroking.
Ia Rhys asked in a friendly voice to Pastor, who was at a loss for being petted for the first time since he was in an orphanage.

“Now then, shall we talk to your sister? What happened to Alpha?”
“Ah, that’s why…”

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“To sum it up, the desperate moment right before Alpha’s black mane collides with the floor like a meteorite. You mean that Mr. Pastor reflexively used the rabbit hole to redirect the alpha black mane that hit his fist and send it flying into the sky with the same speed and power as it was thrusting it down?”
“Yes, sister, you are very good at summarizing.”
“Sure. You’re my sister Anyway, Black Mane has a great fighting spirit, so I will come back here again. To get revenge on Pastor who blew himself away. So don’t worry. My sister will take care of everything now.”

Saying that, Ia Reese, who fluttered her doctor’s gown, looked like a hero with a cape in Paster’s eyes.
To him, she was a dangerous woman trying to own herself, but at this moment, there was no one more reliable than her to him.

“Ah, ah… I believed you Zenza…”

Ia Reese’s dignified back and the words ‘My sister will take care of everything’ made Pastor lose the tension he had been holding on to.

“Yes, Mr Pastor. From now on, if a dangerous opponent like this time comes out, don’t hesitate to take me with you. I really hate to see Mr. Pastor get hurt…”

Pooh! Dump.

“·····Uh?”

When Iaris turned her head to the eerie sound behind her, she saw Pastor lying face down in a pool of her blood.

“Paster?”