Chapter 28: Morning After (Patreon)

The lazy morning sun filtered through the window, filling the air with the fresh scent of spring grass.

As the thin, sparse morning mist was almost entirely dispersed by the gentle breeze, a new ray of morning light ascended from the distant horizon, treading the radiant path paved by the dawn, slowly rising into the faintly lit sky.

Out of habit, Haru naturally woke up early in the morning.

After a year of cultivation, it had become routine, though today his energy felt somewhat sluggish.

After all, striving through the night had consumed quite a bit of his vigor.

Not to mention, upon opening his eyes, the first thing that met his gaze was a expanse of fair skin, making him feel lazy and reluctant to let go of these boobs that now belonged to him.

Resting his head on them, he felt as if his strength was being sealed and drained away.

No wonder there was the saying "from then on, the emperor no longer held morning court." He was exactly like that now—awake but too lazy to move.

"Mmm Huff"

Perhaps due to his movements, or a certain state, Lukulazia, still asleep, frowned slightly.

Then, her hand rested on his shoulder, seemingly trying to push him away out of habit. But after a few unsuccessful attempts, she changed to holding him, probably mistaking him for a pillow or something.

Haru, looking at Lukulazia with her flaxen hair spread out and in a certain state, felt a surge of satisfaction.

Naturally, not content with the status quo, he glanced at the sky outside and began to gently rock.

"Hmm?"

At this, Lukulazia opened her beautiful eyes. Seeing it was Haru, she gave a charming smile, tacitly consenting to his actions, and watched him with a smile on her face.

Instantly encouraged, how could Haru hold back?

"Dame~"

Unfortunately, whether it was "dame" or not wasn't up to her. Of course, everything was up to Haru.

It wasn't until a while later, when the witch conceded defeat, that Haru finally let her go with satisfaction.

"It's still early. I'm heading back first. You rest some more."

"Mmm Darling"

Smooch—

A witch's physique was naturally no match for a martial artist, especially one like Haru, who had mastered his divine technique.

If not for his reluctance, this mature witch might have had to rest the entire day again.

But seeing the sun had already risen, Haru gave Lukulazia a deep French kiss before reluctantly getting up and leaving.

Lukulazia, with a blissful smile, drifted back to sleep.

Click~

Leaving the witch's room, the hallway outside was still quiet. It seemed the other mistress-and-maid pair hadn't woken up yet.

Indeed, last night they had gotten completely drunk. Erika, in particular, had only rested after being... worn out. She'd probably be listless all day today.

As for Haru, his state of mind was completely different from when he first arrived yesterday.

Yesterday, he was a "guest." Now, this place could be considered his own home... his lover's home!

After some earnest communication, the mature witch had agreed to become his lover, somewhat like a "local wife."

Lukulazia didn't need anything else; she only wanted to be with him in this capacity. Unless one day he no longer wanted her and cast her aside, she would maintain and honor this relationship between them.

Regarding this, Haru didn't insist further, and he satisfied the witch until the early hours of the morning.

"Ha~"

Walking along the hallway lost in thought, Haru yawned slightly and stretched his body.

He felt as if he had been reborn.

Apart from feeling tired due to lack of sleep, his body was full of vitality from head to toe.

This was one of the benefits after mastering the "Dominating All Eight Directions and Six Realms, I Am the Only One" technique.

Strengthening the foundation and cultivating vitality, preserving eternal youth.

Even if he lived to be over a hundred, as long as his cursed power didn't dissipate, he could still maintain his current youthful state.

Unless his life reached its end, only then would he rapidly age and pass away.

And that was just for an ordinary person. If he became a Campione, living for several hundred years would be easy—as long as he didn't meet an untimely demise.

After taking a cold shower, Haru lazily returned to his... or rather, the guest room originally prepared by Lukulazia for Erika and her maid.

Inside the cozy guest room, the golden-haired girl was still quietly asleep, unaware that her bedmate had left and returned.

Huff Huff Huff~

The usually proud "lioness" now seemed somewhat vulnerable.

Her golden hair was spread out, and her beautiful, fair face still carried a faint blush.

Who knows what sweet dream the girl was having? As Haru quietly approached her side, he saw the young lady give a rather adorable, silly smile.

If he weren't worried about waking her, Haru would have really liked to take out his phone and capture Erika's sleeping expression.

Then, keep it as a personal collection and the girl's "embarrassing history."

But after a moment's thought, seeing the lingering fatigue between the girl's brows that hadn't fully faded, Haru's heart softened, and he simply lay down beside her.

"Mmm..."

As for Erika, whether she sensed his presence or was just turning over in her sleep...

Just as Haru wanted to catch some more sleep, the girl turned over and transformed into a koala, clinging to him like a pillow and not letting go.

In response, Haru naturally cooperated, and even gradually returned to the same state they were in at the end of last night with Erika.

"Huh?"

Huff~

"Da...me..."

"Sleep."

"Mmm..."

Due to his actions, Erika opened her drowsy eyes. But after Haru gently patted her and spoke softly, she rested her head on him and fell deeply asleep again.