The morning mist was like sleepy eyes waking from a dream, blurring the world in a hazy veil.
Sunlight struggled to pierce through the fog, and the brown patterned curtains weren’t fully drawn, letting thin strands of light spill into the room, illuminating the sight of a boy and a girl entwined together on the bed.
“Mm…”
A white-haired girl in a nightgown slowly woke up.
She was being held in the arms of a black-haired boy, her hand still gripping something hard and cylindrical.
Out of habit, she gave his bulging underwear a squeeze.
Noi, just like yesterday, marveled at its firmness and size—then sensed something was off.
Why is it sticky?
And there’s that odd scent of osmanthus…
Could it be…
To confirm, Noi touched herself below.
Once she was sure that, aside from the Pad, there was no suspicious fluid inside, she finally relaxed a little.
Three days had passed since they started living together.
After much coaxing and pestering, Lyte had given up on his original plan to sleep on the living room sofa and agreed to share the bed with her.
Of course, since it was dangerous to do anything during her period, he held himself back.
Occasionally, he couldn’t resist touching Noi’s back or biting her soft, pale neck, but he never crossed the line.
“Lyte… wake up.”
The black-haired boy opened his eyes, brows furrowed in a daze.
He didn’t know what he’d been dreaming about, and seeing Noi so close, he couldn’t tell if this was a dream or reality.
“What’s wrong…”
His morning voice was a little hoarse.
Lyte stretched his numb arm.
“Down there… it looks like you drooled white foam.”
Noi knew exactly what it was, but she hadn’t crossed that line yet, wanting to preserve the last bit of a girl’s dignity.
“White foam?”
His brain was still booting up.
Lyte reached down to touch his underwear, only then realizing how serious the situation was.
He leaped up in a flash and dashed into the bathroom to change his underwear, not daring to say a single word, making Noi burst out laughing.
These days, Noi had been taking full advantage of her period immunity to shamelessly tease Lyte.
Every day, he was so tense and swollen he had to walk hunched over, or simply wore a jacket like an apron to cover himself, determined to protect his dignity.
She was having the time of her life, but Lyte was suffering.
As a virgin, he fancied himself experienced, but in this game of flirting, he was the first to lose.
He worried that if he lost control, he might go wild, and with these dangerous days, he couldn’t even touch her.
Even the slightest brush down there made Noi suck in a breath from pain.
“Click.”
The bathroom door opened.
Lyte had taken the chance to shower and finish washing up.
He scratched his damp hair as he came out.
His underwear and all had been tossed into the washing machine.
The washing machines on Tria Planet had been upgraded by the Star Alliance—much more convenient than those on Earth and far cheaper.
Any family with decent means would buy one instead of washing by hand.
“Lyte, didn’t you say you wouldn’t get lewd with me… Did you lose control? You could’ve just told me. I looked it up online—using hands, breasts, or mouth, I can help you out, you know. If you don’t mind… I could even step on you in clean stockings~”
Seizing this opportunity, Noi spared no effort to tease him with a mocking tone.
She sat on the bed, deliberately showing a hint of cleavage.
Watching Lyte struggle to control himself but forced to bend over and hide, glaring at her, Noi gave a seductive smile.
Her pale finger trailed down from her chest, sticking her tongue out to mock this virgin who couldn’t touch her.
She just loved seeing Lyte so desperate yet restrained.
He was the Chosen Hero, a symbol of hope, but also a young man with normal desires, so full of energy with nowhere to release it.
Even knowing all this, Noi insisted on facing his “gun” head-on, only to block it at the critical moment.
She could easily see through the countless filthy thoughts rising in Lyte’s heart, only for them to be suppressed by his own sense of morality.
No one understands men better than a woman.
“Vivi… just you wait!”
He gritted his teeth, voice low and seething with repressed anger.
Noi ignored him completely.
With a flick of her finger, the last button came undone, and her nightgown slipped off, baring her braless upper body to the air.
Suddenly seeing such a snow-white body, Lyte was so shocked he hobbled out of the room in a panic, all his earlier bravado gone.
“Hehe, mission accomplished.”
If she had to say she was shy, well, when it came to being fully seen, her heart did clench a little.
But after all her mentality was especially tough.
Being seen naked was only a matter of time, since in the future…
She was just paving the way for their cohabitation after the dangerous days were over~
Not in a rush to change, Noi went to the bathroom to wash up and take care of her physiological needs before leaving the room.
On Tria Planet, thanks to the presence of magic, hygiene was much simpler than on Earth.
Just buy a few devices powered by Elemental Magic Stones and you could clean the whole house—Cleaning Companies couldn’t even get much business here.
In their three days of living together, Noi had led Lyte in giving the entire single-room rental a thorough cleaning.
She casually left traces of herself in every nook and cranny, so even when she wasn’t home, Lyte would find reminders of her everywhere.
Interestingly, she also heard from Tina that the Imperial Princess Deta had been searching everywhere for them these past days.
When the bishop found out, he personally helped Tina and Chenxi distract Deta.
Her harsh threats had also been blocked by Xing Chen, who strolled over with his hands behind his back.
The dignity of the Four Symbols Guardian still had to be respected, so the Imperial Princess could only leave, frustrated.
When Noi arrived in the living room, she saw Lyte skillfully frying eggs in the kitchen.
When it came to cooking, Noi wasn’t quite as skilled as Lyte yet, but she’d been observing and learning seriously these days.
Sooner or later, it would be her turn to take over the kitchen.
“All done? Go pour yourself a glass of milk. The sandwiches I made last night can be heated up in the microwave too.”
Though he’d just showered, there wasn’t much oil smoke from frying eggs.
Wearing a small apron, Lyte glanced at Noi peeking in to learn and smiled, pointing at the fridge.
The sandwiches in the little fridge were wrapped in a thin layer of plastic.
A minute in the microwave and they were piping hot.
Tearing open the packaging and placing them on a plate, they were still steaming.
After plating the eggs and bringing them to the coffee table in the living room, Lyte tried to sneak back into the kitchen for a can of beer from the mini fridge while Noi was distracted pouring milk.
“Lyte! No drinking!”
Just as he set foot in the kitchen, the girl’s voice rang out, ethereal and almost chilling, freezing him in his tracks.
Lyte slowly turned around, forcing a stiff smile.
“Just one can. I haven’t had a drink in a month, just let me have a little, okay…”
“No way! Wait until our wedding day… then you can have a little.”
Maybe her views were a bit old-fashioned, but Noi still thought alcohol wasn’t a good thing.
Magic wasn’t as all-powerful as in the movies—it could ease some drunkenness, but couldn’t be used as a complete antidote.
Tria Planet was still different from Earth in many little ways.
She’d discovered Lyte’s fondness for drinking on the second day of living together, at breakfast.
When shopping for supplies the day before, she noticed Lyte sneaking several cans of beer into the bag.
She didn’t think much of it—after all, it was understandable for men to like drinking.
So, that breakfast, Noi indulged Lyte, and… he downed three or four cans in one go, ending up drunk and a total mess.
She didn’t know why Lyte had picked up the habit of drinking.
When she asked, he just said, “You don’t need to know about these things.”
“Alright, alright, I won’t drink.”
Bouncing back to the sofa, Lyte gave Noi’s soft cherry lips a kiss, completing their daily good morning ritual, then smiled and said:
“Happy birthday, Vivi.”
“Hmph… are you ready for the date we planned for this afternoon?”
Of course Noi was happy that her lover remembered her birthday.
She broke off a small piece of sandwich with meat, cheese, and cream and popped it into Lyte’s mouth.
“Of course. Once we finish breakfast, we can go change clothes.”
After swallowing the sandwich, Lyte chatted idly with Noi.
This happiness felt like a dream.
In his previous life, after the Witch War, he couldn’t kick his drinking habit.
Only by numbing himself with alcohol could he avoid the pain and helpless memories.
After being reborn, he’d been busy wooing Noi and researching how to avoid the Witch Apocalypse ending.
He barely had time to shop, eating whatever he could scrounge at a restaurant.
Until that day, when he stumbled upon beer cans in a vending machine while shopping for supplies, the craving hit him and he bought eight or nine cans without thinking.
But… with Noi’s restraint, he felt he could finally kick his drinking habit.