Night.
In the Valkyrie dorms, in Kallen and Sakura's room.
She was thinking about a very profound question.
What exactly is "lewdness"?
Is it a hormonal impulse, a surge of dopamine, a disguised expression of biological reproduction instincts under the guise of civilization?
Put simply—it's nothing more than a chemical reaction in the human body.
The contact during the day with Rita, the sensation of fingertips brushing against skin, those faint breaths, those almost imperceptibly intimate touches.
Looking back now… it all really wasn't anything worth overthinking.
The body is just a shell.
Desire is only a fleeting madness.
Only an interesting soul truly matters.
At this mont, Kallen's heart was like still water—clear, calm, and transparent.
Infinite heavens above.
Just then, the door was gently pushed open. Sakura walked in wearing a yukata, her long pink hair still carrying traces of dampness. Her body carried a faint, lingering fragrance of maidenhood that even bath products couldn't conceal.
"Kallen, what are you thinking about?" Sakura walked to the bedside. Seeing Kallen's almost saintly expression, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"Thinking… about the aning of life."
Kallen turned to look at her, pure joy flickering in her eyes. "Sakura… I was just thinking, eting you, and everyone else… it really is such a wonderful thing."
"Kallen…"
Sakura blinked, then smiled gently. She slowly removed her yukata.
Then, right in front of Kallen, she began changing into her sleepwear. That snow-white, soft fullness was revealed before Kallen's eyes, shimring faintly under the warm light.
With every small movent, they swayed slightly like ripe fruit—before being covered by loose pink sleepwear.
In that instant, the sacred light in Kallen's eyes collapsed completely.
What was I just thinking?!
Chemical reactions?!
A shell?!
A soul?!
All nonsense!!!
Her gaze locked desperately onto the softness beneath Sakura's pink fabric, the image from just monts ago burning itself into her mind.
Snow-white.
Full.
Soft.
Kallen's breathing grew rapid.
Her face felt hot. Her body, too, began to heat up.
All the desire she had been drained of during the day with Rita—now surged back like a breaking dam, threatening to overflow once again.
After changing, Sakura lifted the corner of the blanket and slipped in. As always, she reached out and gently wrapped her arms around Kallen's waist, pressing close with familiar ease.
Those soft, ample curves, hidden beneath thin sleepwear, lightly pressed against Kallen's arm, enveloping it completely.
Warm. Soft. With a faint elasticity.
Kallen's body stiffened, her previously serene expression suddenly freezing in place.
She didn't know why—though she was clearly here with Sakura, her mind kept replaying what had happened during the day with Rita, during those "lessons"…
"Kallen…"
Sakura held her, drawing her into her embrace.
But as her fingertips brushed Kallen's skin, Kallen's mind instinctively recalled the sensation of Rita's fingers gliding across her body.
When Sakura's breath brushed her neck, Kallen instead thought of the faint, ticklish warmth of Rita's breath near her ear.
Even now, as Sakura looked at her with gentle focus, Kallen couldn't stop thinking about Rita's wine-red eyes—how they had looked at her with such heat and seriousness.
And then…
Those two sets of lace lingerie.
Compared to them, what she and Sakura were wearing now felt completely inferior.
"Kallen?" Sakura noticed her oddness and lifted her head slightly, concern in her voice. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
Kallen forced out a smile, then turned slightly away, lying on her side with her back to Sakura. "I'm just… a bit tired today. Let's sleep early, Sakura."
"Mm…"
Though Sakura still looked puzzled, she didn't press further. Instead, she rested her face against Kallen's shoulder, gently nuzzling her twice.
"Then let's sleep early."
However, her hand continued to lightly trace Kallen's waist, her fingertips brushing over sensitive skin through thin fabric, again and again.
It was their nightly little ga—and Sakura could tell Kallen usually enjoyed it.
But tonight… Kallen's reactions were faint.
That made Sakura pause slightly.
"Kallen… you feel a little different today."
Damn…
She can even notice that?
Kallen's heart tightened—but at the sa ti, a strange, taboo thrill rose within her.
"Different how?"
Sakura didn't answer. She just lifted her head, eting Kallen's turned gaze with confused, worried eyes.
"Are you… hiding sothing from ?"
"No…" Kallen shook her head. "How could I possibly hide anything from you…"
Because I never intended to tell you about it at all, so it doesn't even count as hiding.
Kallen felt completely at ease.
And more than that…
She didn't regret it at all. In fact… she even wanted more.
After all…
Rita was just teaching her…
Still, Kallen realized she couldn't neglect Sakura either.
"Hey, Sakura."
"Mm?"
"Tonight… I don't want things to be like usual anymore."
Sakura looked at her, confusion flickering in her eyes.
"…What do you an?"
Kallen didn't answer. She simply turned over, reaching out to gently stroke Sakura's face.
Her fingertips traced across her forehead, then down her nose, lingering at the edge of those soft pink lips.
Then, feeling that warmth and softness, Kallen leaned in slightly.
"Mmh?"
Sakura's breathing instantly grew uneven. Kallen was different tonight—she was almost greedily taking in everything about Sakura.
And Sakura didn't resist. Her hands trembled slightly as they wrapped around Kallen's neck, pulling her closer.
But right there…
Kallen's movents suddenly stopped. She stared at Sakura's flushed expression—completely unaware of what was happening.
Yet once again, Rita's wine-red eyes flashed through her mind, and the fire in her chest burned even more intensely.
After they separated slightly, Sakura looked at Kallen. Though her eyes were still hazy with emotion, she murmured softly: "Kallen… the way you're looking at … feels like you're looking at soone else?"
Kallen's heart skipped a beat.
"No…"
"Mm…"
She's way too perceptive…
Kallen was genuinely shocked.
At that mont, a faint voice echoed in Sakura's mind: "Yae Sakura… you're going to lose her again…"
Shut up…
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