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Cliche Chapter 519: Asahi’s slut
🕑 Added 2022-10-29 10:54:55 +0000 UTCGabriel lay on the bed on her stomach, her legs swinging with the tempo of action manga in her hands. The Seraph had fallen down the rabbit hole of ACG culture, becoming a full-time weeb. No one could save her from this rabbit hole.
“Asahi~.” She looked over her shoulder with a cheerful smile. “Welcome back! Sit here. We’ll read this together.”
Her innocence still entranced him. Then he remembered her not-so-innocent way of getting off to headpats. Smiling softly, he followed her suggestion and sat where she wanted. He liked some cuddles after mercilessly tearing apart a city, even if it happened in another timeline.
Gabriel quietly plopped her head on his lap and covered her face with the manga. Asahi could only see the cover, not her beautiful face.
Tensei shitara ken deshita.
Klyscha gave her a rather wild manga. Then again, the manga lacked sensual stuff that could corrupt the already corrupted Seraph.
(It’s the shounen version. No curses, less gore, and zero lewd stuff.)
‘Good job.’
Asahi pulled up Gabriel’s top and scratched Gabriel’s belly. “You asked me to read with you. How do I do that in this position?”
She moved the manga from her face. “I want to receive headpats like this…”
Reading manga together or headpats — choosing one of them wasn’t a problem for Gabriel. She tossed the manga aside and her mouth curved in an innocent smile. “We can read later!”
Asahi couldn’t deny that smile. In fact, nobody could. “Geez. What about your training?”
“It can wait.” Gabriel giggled as his hands weaved through her hair, the refreshing energy revitalizing her from deep within. “I can’t get enough of this…”
Asahi channeled the skill at one percent, the bare minimum. After messing with the Esper sisters, he wasn’t in the mood for anything sensual. Otherwise, he would pounce at the opportunity to make seraphs squirt. Gabriel also demanded nothing, simply relishing Asahi’s given care.
“You’re a bona fide headpat slut.”
“Slut… Why do you call me slut? What does it mean?” Gabriel asked innocently. “Klyscha also refuses to answer me. You must tell me now.”
“Uh, slut is a person who likes something with passion. I put headpat before that to show your love for headpats.”
“Ah, it makes sense.” Gabriel smiled broadly, as though her eyes opened to a new revelation. “I like Asahi. I love Asahi. That makes me Asahi’s slut!”
(My love, you fucked up.)
‘I did…’
Two knocks on the door interrupted their warm exchange. Asahi felt the soothing presence of his somewhat insecure angel fiancée on the other side of the door.
“Lady Gabriel, I heard you talking to someone. Did My Lord Asahi come?”
“Sandy, come inside! I have something to share.”
Asahi simply watched as the bubbly Seraph pulled the other Seraph inside the room.
“I just learned an unfamiliar word. From now on, call me Asahi’s slut. It means I love Asahi with passion.”
Sandalphon stared at Asahi, her gaze lowering to his crotch. “I’m also Lord Asahi’s slut.”
“...”
(Hahaha, these two. They are killing me.)
Klyscha rolled around her futon in laughter. The lack of sexual intention behind their pride made it even more hilarious.
Asahi also couldn’t back a laugh. “You two, stop it.”
Gabriel knitted her brow with a solemn expression. “Asahi, are you saying I’m not qualified to be your slut? Do you question my deep love for you?”
“No. I am not questioning anything. Just stop using slut. It’s a vulgar word.”
“A vulgar word?”
The angels exchanged a confused look, appearing more confused, as if their minds were trapped in a fog.
“Let’s leave it at that.”
Gabriel puffed her cheeks. “Just wait four more days, and I’ll officially be your wife. Then I can use my wife’s power to make you teach me new things.”
“Good lord.”
Sandalphon giggled. “Lord, I’ll keep Lady Gabriel away when necessary. She won’t be able to trouble you in your working time.”
“You should be on my side. Traitor!”
“I serve Lord Asahi.”
Gabriel jumped into Asahi’s arms. “Sandy is bullying me. Console me with pats.”
Sandalphon watched in envy as Asahi rubbed Gabriel’s head like she was a puppy. Asahi beckoned her over and patted their heads at the same time. He felt like he created a dangerous duo who would slaughter even gods for his attention. A pair of innocent yanderes.
(Aren’t they right up your alley?)
‘Totally are.’
“My future husband, how are the wedding preparations?”
“Didn’t start yet.”
“Asahi!” Gabriel sounded angry. “If you are busy, then tell me. I’ll help you out with things. Please don’t neglect the occasion… It means a lot to me.”
Her frustration surfaced seeing his casual attitude towards their wedding. This mood swing amused Asahi, to say the least. She used to be heralded as the beacon of innocence in Heaven. Now, she showed spoiled behavior, compassion, and a mature side.
“We have four days. I’ll plan things tomorrow with Nee-san and Astraea.”
The planning should keep Astraea busy enough.
(I’ll schedule it for tomorrow evening. Mornings should be dedicated to looking after your wives. Alise and Ryuu in this case.)
‘Hmm. I’ll end their training tomorrow and test the results with a last challenge.’
Riveria’s squad went through hell under Aimi’s training regime. Ryuu was on the cusp of hitting Level 7. Alise and Kaguya achieved Level 6. Everyone worked hard to improve. A test should give them satisfaction by displaying the results of their diligent efforts to everyone.
“Can I join?” Gabriel rubbed her cheeks against his chest and then looked up with puppy eyes. “I want to make some contribution to my wedding. The good kind…”
“Then let me join as well,” Sandalphon pitched her suggestion. “I am inexperienced in many regards, but I excel in following orders given to me.”
She was a soldier, thorough and thorough.
“Of course. Of course. Enough talking. I came to train you. Let’s do that.”
