Kouhei slowly stirred awake, a soft groan slipping from his lips as the warmth of something plush and warm pressed firmly against his body from both sides. His consciousness floated between the fog of sleep and the strange, comforting sensation of skin on skin.
The bedsheets were tangled, the room smelled of sex, and his entire body ached—but in that satisfying, well-fucked kind of way.
As his eyes fluttered open, the morning light spilling through the curtains made him squint for a second. His vision adjusted, and he was greeted by the peaceful sight of two stunning women sleeping beside him—Hina nestled against his right, her long hair fanned over his chest, and Nagisa curled into his left side, her arms wrapped around his waist like he was her personal body pillow.
A wry smile crept across his face.
Yes... last night definitely happened.
He had a threesome. With them.
It still felt a little surreal. Like he wasn't quite used to this new life of his, where waking up tangled in limbs and the scent of pussy and cum clinging to his skin had become… normal.
He thought about that word for a moment, lying still between the two girls, their naked bodies softly breathing against him.
After the whole mess with the faction war between Souichiro and himself, things had surprisingly cooled down. Like the world itself exhaled, and now all that heat and pressure had shifted into something else—something slower and more intimate. Probably more sexual.
Constant sex had become an everyday thing now.
Calling this his "normal" felt kinda wrong. His real normal was back then—just him, his games, anime, a box of tissues, and nothing but lonely nights.
That guy, the one who used to binge visual novels and rage about clueless protagonists, would've never imagined this life.
Maybe this was the new normal.
Slowly, carefully, he peeled himself away from the two girls, making sure not to wake them. Hina murmured something soft in her sleep and rolled over, while Nagisa shifted and squeezed the pillow under her cheek tighter, still lost in her dreams.
Kouhei stood up, completely naked, the cold morning air brushing against his skin, making him shiver a little.
He walked over to the window, stretched his arms wide, and cracked his neck with a satisfying pop. His muscles felt loose—drained, honestly—but good. His entire lower half still throbbed faintly from the wild night they had.
His lips curled into a lazy smile.
"…It's the start of a new day, I guess," he muttered to himself.
Yeah. It was definitely starting to feel like the new normal.
The door flew open without warning.
"Kouhei-kun!" a cheerful voice rang out.
He flinched, startled, and immediately turned toward the voice. She didn't knock. And there was no announcement.
Just a full-on entrance.
Then again… she never knocked.
And honestly, she didn't need to.
She had already seen every inch of him. There wasn't really anything left to hide at this point.
Still, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed having someone barge in while his dick was literally swinging in the open air.
Standing in the doorway was Yuuna, casually walking in like she owned the place. She glanced around, and her eyes landed on the two girls still passed out on the bed, naked and tangled in each other.
"Oh, you're already up," she said with a sweet smile, before her gaze narrowed and a mischievous smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. "Breakfast is ready." She took a step forward. "Fufufufu… Looks like someone had fun last night." Her eyes twinkled with amusement. "So, how was it, Kouhei-kun? Did you have fun?"
He scratched the back of his head, unsure how to even respond to that.
It wasn't exactly the kind of question you could answer without sounding full of yourself. But at the same time, pretending it wasn't amazing would just be a straight-up lie.
"…Yeah," he said simply, nodding once. "It was fun."
"Mmm~ I'm kinda jealous I didn't get to join," Yuuna purred with a playful pout. "But I guess we can schedule that for next time. It is still winter vacation after all. We've got plenty of time to enjoy ourselves, don't we?"
He chuckled under his breath, already imagining how that would go.
Turning away from her, he walked to his closet and grabbed a fresh set of clothes. The scent of sweat, pussy, and cum clung to him like a second skin.
There was no way in hell he could go out .
"I'm gonna take a bath before heading down," he said.
Yuuna leaned against the doorframe, tilting her head, her gaze wandering.
"Alright then. Want me to come with you?"
Kouhei froze mid-step.
That… that was dangerous.
He absolutely wouldn't mind. Hell, just imagining Yuuna's naked body pressing against him under the hot water was already making his cock twitch a little. But he had things to do today. Important stuff. And if she joined him in the bath, he knew they'd end up fucking.
And honestly? It wouldn't be her fault. She might just tease him a bit, but he had zero confidence in himself to not take the bait.
So with a regretful sigh, he gave her a soft shake of the head.
"Fufufufu… It's alright. I'm just teasing," she said, laughing softly. "You've got plans today, right? I'll wake these two up for you. Go ahead and get cleaned up."
He nodded, grateful that she understood, then headed toward the bathroom.
Yuuna's eyes lingered on his back as he left, before slowly drifting toward the two girls still asleep.
Her expression was still smiling.
But her eyes were not.
They narrowed just slightly, flashing with something sharp and dangerous.
Two naked girls. Knocked out cold. Sheets half-thrown off. Smelling like sex and looking like they'd just won a war.
Her turn was supposed to be last night.
"Hmph. How dare you two sweep him off like that… when it was me who had dibs," she whispered under her breath.
She grabbed the edge of the bedsheet they were lying on.
Both girls tumbled together, Hina's face landing right between Nagisa's bare tits.
"W-What's happening?!"
"S-Something really soft's pressing against my face…"
Yuuna stood tall, arms crossed under her chest, looking down on them.
Her smile was still there, but now there was an invisible pressure in the air around her—like heat radiating off her body. Like something was about to snap.
"Y-Yuuna…! I-It's not what it looks like!" Nagisa stuttered, flustered and red in the face.
Yuuna's gaze didn't waver.
"I leave for one night. One. And you two swoop in and take my place." Her tone was sharp now, laced with mock sweetness. "Is it because I'm not the Faction Leader anymore? You think that makes me a joke?"
"Sorry, Yuuna," Hina said, sighing. "But if Kouhei's gonna come to us like that, it's only natural that we'd spread our legs. What else could we do? If you were in our place, you would've done the same."
Yuuna narrowed her eyes.
She let out a sigh and rubbed her temple.
"Well… what's done is done. I'll let it slide. This time." She looked between the two of them, eyes cold. "But no sex. For either of you. For five days."
"F-Five days?! That's—!"
"Don't even think about trying to sneak around it. If I find out you did, I'll tell Kouhei everything." Her eyes narrowed. "You know damn well how he feels about cheating."
"Ugh… Fine," Hina muttered under her breath.
Even she knew—if Kouhei got pissed, there wouldn't be any more sex at all. Not just five days. Maybe forever.
"Good. Now get your asses in the bath, clean yourselves up, and get to the dining room. Breakfast is already waiting."
The two girls nodded silently.
Even though Yuuna had lost her position…
Right now, she felt scarier than ever.
Kouhei stood in the bath, staring silently at his reflection in the foggy mirror.
The water around him was still steaming, but his focus was locked on the image before him.
The person staring back didn't feel like the same Kouhei from before.
His arms were a bit thicker now, his shoulders broader, his chest more defined. The muscles on his body looked sharp—lean, cut, and sculpted like something you'd expect from a fitness model. Even his face… it looked almost too good. Too perfect. Like it didn't even belong to him.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Of course, he could chalk it up to getting older. That he was just going through changes. Growth, maybe.
But deep down, he knew that explanation didn't really make sense.
"…Himeno-san," he whispered, slowly exhaling as he said her name aloud.
That was the person he'd been searching for—ever since the war ended.
He had even visited the old apartment she used to live in, hoping to find something. Anything.
But she was gone. Completely vanished.
Right now, he had Chihiro helping him search, using every possible resource they had.
But so far… it was like chasing a ghost.
Still, there was one lead.
The essence of the Seven Deadly Sins.
It meant that somewhere in this town… someone carried the power of a fallen angel.
It wasn't the same as Yui's. That much he was sure of.
But if he could just find that person—if he could get them to talk—maybe he could finally get some answers. Maybe that would be the beginning.
He stared at the mirror again, the fog on the glass slowly clearing as he wiped a hand across it.
Was he strong enough now?
Could he take the full force of Heaven's power, if it came to that?
Right now… he honestly didn't know.
But what he did know was this—no matter what, he had to become stronger.
Stronger than before.
Stronger than anyone.