Harem Tournament of Champions-Chapter 158 Wake Up, Darling! °

[Slightly R-18]

*****

Guard's quarters,

Knock!

Knock!

"Loid?" Gad calls, hoping to get a response from the other side.

"Open up, idiot!" Loid calls out in a hurry, banging at the door.

Dragging his feet, Gad slouches and reluctantly pulls on the door knob.

Bang!

Jumping back before he was hit by the door, Gad was about to call down profanities on how careless Loid had been.

"Hello, sheep brain!" Kritz teases with a grin.

"W-What the heck is going on?" Gad switches glances between Loid and Kritz.

Bewildered by a stone jar and two wooden cups in Kritz's hand, his thoughts spiraled into more confusion.

'He came to have some drinks?' He wonders, his gaze fixated on the items.

Tearing his gaze away from Kritz, he had a deadpan face at how Loid stood quiet as he was shoved in.

Using his feet to close the door, Kritz flashes a smile. "It's so nice to be here, once more."

'I don't know if I can say the same for you.' Gad cringed but chose to stay silent.

Kritz took a glance around with an expressionless face.

'Finally!' 𝗳𝘳𝐞e𝙬𝙚𝚋𝗻𝚘𝚟𝗲l.𝑐𝑜ｍ

He let out a sigh of relief, spotting a table among the huge heaps of unwashed clothes.

Pushing off all the clothes, Kritz places the cups on the table, his hands akimbo as he inhales with a sense of accomplishment.

"This is nice." He mutters to himself, content with the little friend he is trying to make.

Loid forced a huge grin, unsure if he could speak on why Kritz had dragged him to Gad's quarters.

Cowering and unsure of his actions, Loid gulps and shakes his head to defend himself from his glare at Gad. "He had forced me to come here."

'Way to go, crumbling my hopes of having a friend over and checking on me!'

Gad's mood dropped drastically after the revelation, facepalming and disappointed by his words.

He looks over to Kritz, realizing he had been the only one who had constantly visited to cheer him up.

Loid sneaks to get a place to hide from Kritz.

Zzt!

Disappearing from his original location, he reappears behind Loid.

Smack!

Flying across the room, his face collided with the wall, having a huge scratch that had torn his face.

A blood-curdling scream could be heard as Loid pulls himself up, holding the side of his bleeding face.

Gad grimaces at the sight, looking over to a grinning Kritz.

Grabbing him by the neck, Kritz easily raises Loid above the ground.

Gasp!

"Help... me... Gad!" Loid calls out, his hand outstretched to an equally surprised Gad watching the two.

Kritz scoffs, his red eyes glowing with a scary blank expression, tilting his head as he tightens his grip on Loid's neck.

'Pointless!' He shook his head, Choosing to go with a different route.

Channeling Sux through his palm and onto Loid's face, he observes it heal till it looked as though nothing had happened.

Thud!

Letting go of Loid, he turns around to face Gad who stands frozen by the sudden display of aggressiveness.

Cough!

Cough!

Loid had his hand reaching and feeling his face to confirm if it was true or if he was merely dreaming.

"There is no way you could be dreaming with your eyes opened." Kritz's chilly voice cut in almost as though he could hear Loid's thoughts.

Stiffly raising his head, Loid stares at Kritz's back, unsure as to why he was attacked.

"Loid," Kritz begins, wiping down his face, for once not breaking eye contact with Gad.

Loid scurries to his feet, slightly scared about the repercussion of his silence if he didn't respond.

Loid's response breaks off, "I..."

The corner of Kritz's lips raises as he turns to lock gaze with Loid. "When I had attacked you, who was the first that came to your thoughts to call out?"

A cold sweat trails down Loid's forehead as his eyes search the floor, knowing the direction of the discussion.

"Gad." He quickly responds, looking over to his distraught and confused friend.

"That's right," Kritz nods his head. "What had we discussed on the way here?"

Loid's heart thumps even louder at the recollection of the answer to the question.

The quiet atmosphere had Gad give what he was hearing a thought, 'they had discussed me before arriving?'

"Do not make Gad feel he's worthless and suspicious!" Loid blurts out, and disappointment washes over him.

Kritz had a twisted smile, "I have lots of things that I could have done, yet I chose to have a drink with sheep brain, here..."

Pointing at Gad, he had a warm smile as he looked at the one he had considered a friend–he was one of the few individuals that had little to no fear of his status or who he was.

Gad swiftly dodges the point, shaking his head with a smile.

Dropping his hand to his side, Kritz pokes at Loid's chest. "Guess why I didn't kill you."

Loid looked mortified, realizing he had merely been spared because of something he was yet to think of the true reason.

"I have no clue." Gad let out his thoughts timidly.

"The two of you have maintained a friendship even though I think I can't achieve it," Kritz reveals.

Then he continues, "how would Gad feel if I had killed you? You are one of our guards, I can't–at least not while you haven't gone rogue."

To lighten the dark vibes created, Gad let out a heavily monotonous laugh. "Let's talk about how I feel about that blood stain on my wall."

Kritz waved his hand and his Sux coated the wall, erasing any sign of blood marks on it.

"How about now?" Kritz inquiries once more.

Blinking and short of words, Gad looks to Loid for his response to the previous question posed to him.

'I had tried, but failed.'

Quick to understand he was the one who had to speak, he blurts out the possible answer. "He'd be devastated."

Kritz nodded his head, "he only will be if you maintain that which I had noticed since that rainy day."

Nodding his head, Loid looks at Gad with tears in his eyes. "I do apologize if I sounded as though I didn't care."

Gad nods his head, walking to Loid for a hug. "It's alright, really."

Looking at Kritz, Gad had a warm smile.

Pulling away, Loid looks to Kritz. "Could we have that drink you had planned?"

Kritz's lips curved into a smile.

*****

The next day–Hisha's room,

A little whisper from Alta into the ear of Hisha, she blew onto his hair. "Wake up, darling!"

Hisha turns, ignoring the call, thinking it is nothing more than his fantasy playing tricks on him.

[Exp+5]

Hisha's eyes jolted awake, pushing to the headboard.

'What in the actual fuck?!!! HTC!!!' Hisha yells in a panic.

His heart thumped hard at the sight of a naked Alta in his bed.

[She had sneaked in a few minutes ago, there was nothing done]

'I know! This isn't cool, HTC!' Hisha explains, switching his gaze from the user interface and Alta.

Alta presses her breasts together, crawling towards him.

"It's been a while, darling." Alta's sultry voice serenades his hearing.

[Exp+7]

'My precious Sux!' Hisha grimaced at the thought of the setbacks her desire points gave him.

[It is only reasonable she sought you out, after what seems like ages for a succubus]

Alta licks her lips as she places her head on his. "I heard we are going to that dreadful place again, soon."

'But you derive joy from killing as much as you love sex. Now isn't the time for second thoughts.' Hisha's brows twitch in disbelief.

[You are concerned about your raw carnage points, aren't you?]

'Obviously.'

Opening his arms wide for a hug, he was tackled onto the bed.

Hisha's brows raise at the possible action Alta wants to initiate.

His hands were pinned above his head.

The urge to tease had the corner of his lips raise as he questioned, "what do you plan on doing with so little time?"

Leaning over, she presses her breasts onto his while placing her chin on his chest.

She raises her head, staring at his nipples at first. Lowering her lips onto it, she gives them a few kisses, as she makes her up down from his chest and neck to his mouth.

As she continues kissing him, he tries to avoid the kiss by moving his face around her lips.

"It doesn't work like that, darling." She whispers in his ear, lightly pulling on his nipple.

[Fetish: Nipple stimulation]

She doesn't let up though, and she dips her hand into his pants, stroking him until he is forced to open his mouth for her tongue. 𝙛𝘳𝘦e𝓌e𝗯n𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄𝚘𝑚

As they continue their kiss, she begins to place more pressure on his thighs with hers and feels how hard he is getting for her.

"You're getting so big," she says between kisses, as she lowers herself down until she's straddling his hips.