Chapter 134: Vol. 2 – Chapter 80 – A hot bath

Vol. 2 – Chapter 80 – A hot bath

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A blissful night, this is what could be shortly said that happened to Mathias, where he felt himself reaching new places of satisfaction. Burned down, but nonetheless, with a silly and at the same time stupid smile on his face as he was glancing at both Fayrene and Jeanne sleeping in his arms.

But as the post-nut serenity was hitting him in his face, that stupid smile on his face turned into some worry as he thought to himself, feeling slightly panicked.

'I am stupid. I shouldn't have given in to their demands and let go inside of them. If fate really has its own ways around me, I might even become a father by the next year.'

'I don't know if I should hope for that or not, but if it really happens. I will strive to make sure the girls are happy and that I become the best version of myself while raising the kids.'

'Sigh, here it comes again. I am worried about all sorts of things, where instead, I should go with the flow. Also, I didn't hear Fay or Jeanne complaining about them being on their periods, so I guess it was safe for today…'

'Nah, I have to search around town for something similar to condoms, just in case. I am not restrained by the system when it comes to having sex with my partners, so preparing for the future is the smart way.'

'Aside, I am glad that Jeanne finally let go of her shields, reaching the next step.

She didn't lose her divine powers, which confirms what Gabrils and the old man have told me about the divine power. It is subjected to how one builds it, instead of the Gods giving it, using a specific technique owned by old Julius.'

Closing his eyes and not moving from where he was in the centre of the matrimonial bed, he started spending by thinking of all sorts of things concerning Satisfy and even what the path he would walk outside would take him.

Having small talks with the coach, he heard some notifications about him having to complete some documents, but since he was leaving tomorrow.

He postponed signing those documents when he would return from his hometown.

Kickboxing, wrestling, grappling, and muay thai, were just a small number of disciplines the old coach had mentioned that he would compete in to become seasoned and reach an all-rounded experience in all fields that made a legit mixed martial artist.

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The night flowed gently, but as Mathias was standing in the bed, he noticed the house's temperature dropping, where he understood that the wood he placed in the fireplace started dying out inside the bedroom.

Not having a choice, he barely made his way out from the bed, as he covered the girls with the warm blanket.

He took a peek at their naked bodies, which almost ignited his dick again as if he didn't have to work for some intense hours.

'Before the girls wake up, I'll prepare some water to wash in the bathtub. I am too sweaty.'

The girls took the pillow Mathias stuffed at the centre and continued on sleeping, giving him a perfect chance to walk toward the chimney that only had some dying fire, and taking from inventory some wood, he started igniting the fire again, warming the most sacred room at this point.

Afterwards, he walked downstairs, covering himself in a black sleeping gown, and could see that the fire at the base floor was exhausted.

Starting the fire in all the chimneys of the house, he could feel with each minute the temperature changing around, and with these preparations done, he went toward where Jeanne had her bathroom at the base floor, where he picked from a corner a medieval-styled bathtub and taking it closer to the chimney.

Quickly filling buckets of water from the courtyard well, he dashed back inside the warm house, not before getting a gift from the system that warned about his body temperature dropping.

[To the player's awareness, the longer one's body stays in the cold unprotected, the higher the chances of the user suffering debuffs according to the damage caused.]

'Hey, it is not as if my balls have frozen, so please.'

'I'll be quick. In and out.'

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Moving past this incident with the system, he warmed up the temperature filling the bathtub halfway. He tested the water temperature, almost crying like a girl by how hot it was, moving his hands at his mouth to cover it, fearing he would wake his girls.

After making his courage, he made his way inside the bathtub, getting his skin all red from the hot temperature.

Yet soon, things changed for Mathias, who exclaimed softly, watching the fire.

"This is a good life. I have two gorgeous lovers that care for me. I have a roof to get refuge in these cold times, and now such a relaxing bath. What else do I want from this life? It makes me forget about those high and mighty dreams, but I know getting to their rewards will be even sweeter."

He found himself comfortable with the a sponge floating in the bathtub, relaxing in the most degenerate position ever, yet if it worked for him, who could judge him in the house's four walls.

Time passed slowly with Mathias washing his crimson-red hair of the accumulated oils and sweat, along with his body, before he resumed relaxing, supporting his legs on the wooden structure of the bathtub.

{You've finished?}

'Mhm? ... Yes'

{I left you alone, canceling my connection with the ring, so we don't quarrel about the fact I watched you do it.}

'Well. It is all good. Now they are purring like tired cats.'

{Means you fulfilled your job.}

'Haha, my job. I will remember this quote of yours.'

Once Haycien returned his connection with Mathias where he could see from his small portal, the mirror of Mathias's eyes, the chimney with burning wood and slowly, they began discussing random things.

Haycien asked the young man if he had some doubts about his teachings or techniques, to starting telling him all sorts of stories about his life that filled the time between the two, as if they were the only people in a tavern, chatting at some strong ale.

He didn't even know when time passed by, but once he checked the game clock and found that it was almost morning.

Getting out from the bathtub and going to prepare the bathtub for the girls with warm water, not boiling hot as he was getting used, to fit the delicate skin of the girls.

Later on, started pouring flower petals and some fragrant oils from coconut oil to lavender oils that began creating bubbles in the water.

"They should be up by now, at least Fayrene since she is an early chick, raising to the calls of roosters. Not that she could hear them here, but her internal clock works like that."

{This is the reason you brought those oils? To make bubbles in water? What's for?}

"Sigh, old Hay, you really aren't romantic whatsoever. Girls like it when their man shows such a keen attention to detail, making them feel that they are most precious. Just fucking them and be done, washing your hands, is what meatheads do thinking of themselves as some superior species of men."

{I don't find myself in that category of men, so your punch was fully dodged. What's more ironic, son, I made them Empresses. Who could beat this achievement in taking care of their women?}

"Tsk, give me a break, you always say that, as if your lovers wished to be stressed by the responsibility of becoming rulers with you."

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"You didn't think about this?" inquired Mathias seeing Haycien turn all silent while he was preparing the bathtub for the girls, making sure everything was spot-on, at least to his eyes.

{I did think of that, but I couldn't bring myself to ask them if they were happy or not. I assumed that they didn't dislike it since they worked together with me to build the Empire, but now that I think about it, I probably made it hard for them too.}

"Hah, sorry for talking about stupid things. Still, if you want, we can simulate such a scenario with Fayrene and Jeanne, and their answers could be taken in correspondence to what your wifes might have responded."

{It doesn't work like this son. My wifes had a unique personality, proud women, who would even try to fight me if I did something stupid.}

"Toms it is then, probably they didn't mind that much.

{I guess.}

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Yet from the upper levels came the voice of a tired girl, who yawned a bit.

"Who didn't mind what? Are you talking again out loud with old Haycien?"

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It was Fayrene and Jeanne together, wearing their nightgowns without any undergarments, and the stare they gave him, especially Fayrene, was of a questioning look, probably slightly upset that Mathias was missing from the bed and fooled them with the pillow.

"Mhm, I am not crazy. Obviously, I was talking with the old man. Have we disturbed you?"

"No, not at all. But what we got here, you already prepared the bath for us?"

"Yes, do you want me to help you girls clean?" asked Mathias as if he was a majordomo, clearly having learned something from his housekeeping job in the hotel.

Fayrene walked toward the bath, placing her hand in the water to check the temperature, finding that it was just the right temperature, and with herself being all sweaty from her passionate night, she accepted the majordomo's offer, and taking her gown down, and throwing it to Mathias she was the first one to enter the bath.

"Step inside, sister. It is spacious enough to allow two or three people."

"Ahem, truly." remarked Mathias coughing a bit, when Fayrene gave him her unique look of a temptress.

Jeanne was a bit timid, especially when she saw Mathias, but nonetheless, she also entered the fragrant bath, full of bubbles, not liking the way her body was smelling of sweat and cum, similar to Fayrene, who didn't even bother herself with pleasantries, taking full advantage of this warm bath.

"Ahh, this is so good. How did you do the bubbles, Mat?" asked Fayrene, after she made space for Jeanne, playing with the bubbles that filled the bathtub.

"Secret."

"Really? Then, we'll see for how long it will be a secret." giggled Fayrene, beginning to wash herself, while also telling Mathias shyly.

"If you stare like that at us, it will make us uncomfortable."

"Mhmm, really now? But I wanted to look a bit more."

"Hah, who am I kidding? I'll give you some space, my ladies."

Saying that Mathias went to the couch in the living room, where he went to rest his body.

"You are still here."

"Yes, but I am not oogling at your bodies."

"You'll still be able to eavesdrop at our conversation."

"Fine, fine, I'll leave you with your girl's secrets."

Mathias raised from the couch, and walked toward the kitchen, starting preparing breakfast, while at the same time, the girls had their conversation in the process of washing themselves.

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"Why do you look as if someone stole something from you, Jeanne?"

"Is not that. I am worried about getting pregnant. Even though you told me I should be safe today."

"You are not on your period."

"We did, but this thought of becoming a mother starts hitting me."

"There's no need to stress yourself. If it happens, it happens. I know girls in my village that become pregnant at the age of 12-14. Meanwhile, if we go by that standard of my village, we are old ladies who barely graduated to the next stage.

Take me, for example. Do you see me stressing about this fact? It is something I am fully aware that it will happen at one point, regardless of period."

"What worried me the most was me losing my powers, but it seems I've been lied to by Pope Devrigo. He was the one to mention that Priestesses have to remain chaste to receive the goddess's gift."

"Haha, and you believed what an old man had to bark around? Come on, sister, this is human nature.

Regardless of what a God might say, it is our nature to procreate and conceive children and have families. If there was such an exchange for powers, only the desperate would extend their hands for such a bargain."

"Now, I also understand this. Thanks to both of you."

*Giggling* "Silly, don't make me blush at this morning hour. Here, let me wash your back and hair."

"No, I'll be fine."

"Tsk, come to big sister, you meek baby." forced her ways by Fayrene, grabbing Jeanne by her bosom, and lowering her to her own chest, getting to a position that could ignite any man's desire.

The raven-haired temptress had a reason to chase the poor man, who took care of them diligently as if he was a Cat Owner, having to deal with cats that rarely showed their appreciation for the man's patience in taking care of them.

The smell of food being cooked entered their delicate noses as they were cleaning themselves, and with a pure smile on their face, Fayrene remarked in a tender voice.

"Even though he soon has to reunite with his family, he stays with us to the last minute, looking after us. Tell me, sister, how could I not love this man?

Even when I act like a jerk, he doesn't mind it. Even when I nag him, he just listens to me quietly without stopping me. Even when I might make fun of him and his choices, he just laughs along with me."

"Indeed, we are lucky to have met Mathias. If I hadn't met him in the past or now, I would still be depressed about my curse, wandering aimlessly in life, constantly asking myself if there's a meaning in my life.

Even when I was at my weakest and wanted to depart this life, I feel as if he was with me back then and guided my father to rescue me."

Saying that Jeanne touched her right hand, specifically her wrist that had a large cut scar, marks of her darkest hours, that would follow her constantly reminding her of her choices.

Their role shifted in reminding her of her newfound goals in life, with her spirits being awakened by this seemingly peaceful young man, who encouraged her like a large sun, to walk forward.

"Don't get me startled. You make me cry by reminding me how he, too, was for me when I didn't know what to believe.

I was so silly in the past, thinking I was a monster for having this scar in my arm, but now because of him, I can face reality and embrace the scar as a part of myself.

Tell me, Jeanne, should I tell him to stop looking for Lantanese Flower, Blueshine, Llira, Selune's Tears and Wandering Heart? I really don't mind the scars now."

"I don't know sister, you know him, once he puts his mind to doing something, he is like a stubborn mule.

Telling him about this will make Mathias attempt to find the plants for the alchemical potion faster, in doing so, leaving beside the rest of the goals that he worked on reaching.

If it happens and he truly finds them in his adventures and sees our scars cured, it will bring satisfaction to his heart, knowing that he healed us. However, that silly man doesn't know that he is our cure."

The girls, once they finished playing around and washing, took breakfast with Mathias, who only had a couple of minutes before his entire game time was over, a maximum of 16 hours spent inside the game.

When he began taking his farewell to them, both reacted tenderly with him, hugging him, and making his lips sore from the kisses.

"Take care of yourself, darling, and stay healthy, okay? Don't do anything stupid, and say hello to mom, dad, and my little brothers."

"May they be blessed with health, and the same, send my greetings to our parents and little brothers."

Still keeping them in his embrace, Mathias caressed both Fayrene and Jeanne's tender faces, telling them that he will not forget mentioning their greetings, and with a warm smile on his face, the game logged him forcefully, reaching the time limit of 16 hours.

Making a magical departure from the girls embrace turning to a Red Energy light fragments that began scattering like fireflies.

*Sniff* "It is only one month. Nothing more, we'll get past this small hurdle too." remarked Fayrene, who had their eyes tearing up a bit, while Jeanne was already tearing up.

"Mhm, I will start training and grow stronger to help Mathias. In this way I will get myself busy, and not think too much about the time."

"Yes, I will do the same. I've stagnated my magic studies."

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[Only one chapter remains of Volume 2.]

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