Wonderland Space, afternoon.
Arlecchino, dressed in a white women's formal suit, and Lynette, wearing a black leather short skirt, appeared beside Nolan.
"So this is where you live? It looks pretty nice."
Arlecchino looked around the living room as she spoke.
Naturally — after all, the ones responsible for the interior design were girls like Ningguang and the others. Compared to his own taste, theirs was far superior.
Nolan warmly hosted them.
"Come, sit and have some tea first. I'll go call Focalors over."
He poured tea for the two of them, then went to the study and brought down Focalors, who had been reading.
At noon, he had already talked with Focalors and asked her to try persuading Arlecchino to agree to live here.
There were already many girls living in the Wonderland Space anyway, and Focalors didn't mind a few more, so she agreed to help.
The two began discussing matters regarding the Gnosis.
Watching Lynette quietly drinking tea beside Arlecchino, Nolan walked over and softly said:
"They'll probably need a bit of time to talk. How about I show you around?"
"…Okay."
After arriving here, Lynette felt extremely comfortable — like the clear-headed feeling after a good afternoon nap.
Seeing that she agreed without hesitation, she was probably curious, just not showing it on her face.
"Then you two keep talking. I'll take Lynette for a walk."
Nolan informed Arlecchino and Focalors. Seeing Arlecchino had no objections, he led Lynette nearby.
There actually wasn't much to see on the first floor — it was mostly living quarters.
After a brief walk, when they reached an unoccupied room, Nolan brought her inside and asked:
"Lynette, what do you think of this room?"
"…Spacious, private bathroom. It feels quite nice," Lynette thought for a moment before replying.
A smile appeared on Nolan's face as he quietly reached out and held Lynette's hand.
"Then how about living here from now on?"
The instant her left hand was held, a faint blush instinctively appeared on Lynette's otherwise calm face. Hearing what followed, it deepened into a vivid red.
Back at the House of the Hearth, Nolan had already asked whether she and "Father" would be willing to become lovers with him.
She had implicitly expressed willingness, but they still hadn't formally become lovers. Facing such straightforward words again, Lynette inevitably felt shy.
Especially since he was holding her hand right now.
"Or do you want to look at other rooms?" Seeing her silent from embarrassment, Nolan continued.
"…No. I want to hear Father's opinion."
Looking at the ground, Lynette gently swayed her slightly reddened face left and right.
"Hehe, she'll definitely agree. Then it's settled — and the room next door can be for Arlecchino."
Still interlocking their fingers, Nolan continued:
"How about we furnish it now? A big bed, wardrobe, dressing table, things like that?"
"S-so soon? I haven't told my brother and Freminet yet…"
Lynette twisted her body slightly, troubled.
Mainly, she didn't know how to bring it up to her brothers, so she had been tossing and turning in bed for days.
"It's fine. When we go buy furniture, you can tell them then."
Nolan used his other hand to pat her head — especially the soft cat ears, which felt irresistibly pleasant.
"Uu… d-don't… stop…"
A tingling sensation like electricity shot from her ears straight to her brain. Lynette's body went limp, and she instinctively hugged his arm just to remain standing.
Seems she was the same as Sucrose and Yae — cat ears were a sensitive spot.
Thinking this, Nolan glanced at the cat tail behind her. If nothing unexpected, it should be similar.
A smile curled at his lips. As if embracing Lynette, his left hand slid from the top of her head down her back and gently grabbed her tail.
"Ah!"
Lynette cried out in surprise. Her legs, clad in semi-transparent black tights, lost strength and she knelt down.
Her calves and black-booted feet rested beside her thighs, her stocking-wrapped hips touching the ground like a sitting duck.
"Please let go… I have no strength…" Lynette supported herself with both hands, her fair chest rising slightly as she softly panted and looked back at the tail he held.
"Your tail is so soft. Please, let me pet it a little longer."
Nolan crouched down and simply hugged her into his arms, both hands behind her — one holding the tail above her hips, the other stroking along the fur from root to tip.
"…Mr. Adventurer, you can't… this… uu…"
Before she could finish speaking, every cell in her body seemed to melt, unable to muster even a bit of strength.
She could only lean against Nolan, chin resting on his shoulder, while her tail instinctively tried to sway free from his grasp.
Unfortunately, she couldn't escape, and could only let this hateful guy stroke it as he pleased.
A few minutes later, Nolan looked at Lynette's flushed face and soft panting.
A mischievous thought arose. He slightly turned his head, bringing his mouth near her fluffy cat ears and gently opening his lips.
"M-Mr. Adventurer… please… stop…"
The numb sensation from both ears and tail spread through her body, yet Lynette had no strength left to resist.
After several more minutes, seeing her eyes becoming hazy and unfocused, Nolan finally stopped.
He held her quietly for a few minutes more. When she seemed to recover a little, he leaned near her ear and said:
"I want to kiss you. Is that okay?"
"K-k-kiss me? Mmn!"
Just as Lynette reacted and shyly tried to refuse — before finishing — she suddenly felt her lips sealed.
"Didn't expect you to be more eager than me, Lynette. Then I'll have to oblige you."
Nolan spoke to her through the waymark.
"That's not—" Unable to speak with her mouth covered, Lynette could only retort in embarrassment through the same connection.
This hateful guy — she hadn't even finished speaking and had zero mental preparation.
After adapting slightly, the emotionally steady Lynette still felt shy but managed to calm down somewhat.
Thinking about how he had touched her ears and tail and suddenly kissed her, she felt a bit annoyed — since he already kissed her, she decided to punish this unrestrained guy.
Lynette suddenly bit him, making him unable to move.
Nolan felt she hadn't used much force — probably afraid of hurting him — and he could easily break free.
Of course, he wouldn't be so unromantic.
Nolan simply let Lynette keep biting him, while his hands began wandering along her back again.
This time he didn't touch her tail, but the snowy skin exposed beneath her smooth long hair and black leather skirt.
His fingertips traced back and forth along the graceful lines of her shoulder blades.
Perhaps it wasn't as sensitive as her ears and tail — her shoulders merely twitched, yet she continued biting him.
Though she seemed to add a little force, likely a warning for him to stop.
Nolan secretly chuckled and didn't comply. Instead, he became even bolder, his left hand stroking her soft back.
His right hand slid down, lifting her skirt slightly and slipping inside, pressing against her softer hips.
The double layer of semi-transparent black tights and tight triangle underwear added an extra texture to the softness beneath his palm.
He gently kneaded, finding the rebound even better.
At this point, Lynette finally couldn't endure it and released him. The sensation on her hips made her instinctively try to stand.
But after kneeling so long, her legs were numb. She rose only to sit again, losing balance and falling forward, knocking Nolan to the floor.
Seeing him so close — and the pressure returning to her lips, this time seemingly her own initiative —
Lynette's fair cheeks flushed crimson again. She tried to get up, but her numb legs wouldn't obey.
Nolan smiled slightly and wrapped his arms around her, rolling over.
Their positions switched easily — now he pressed her beneath him.
Sitting on her soft legs, he leaned forward. His gaze drifted from her cheeks downward, passing her rosy lips and pale neck, then stopping at her chest beneath the black skirt.
Sensing his bad intentions, Lynette quickly crossed her arms to cover herself.
Nolan smiled and instead placed his hands on her abdomen through the leather skirt, gently rubbing and kneading.
Even through the fabric, the softness felt nice.
After a moment, he turned around, his back to her, shifting upward from her thighs to her pelvis and lower abdomen.
He lifted her right leg, first kissing her knee covered in sheer black tights, then rubbing his cheek against her calf and ankle wrapped in black boots.
"Perverted… Mr. Adventurer."
Watching his back, Lynette showed a disgusted expression and scolded him, not expecting him to be so interested in her legs.
"A girl's legs outlined by stockings have very graceful lines. What's wrong with appreciating them?"
Nolan defended himself, then lifted her left leg too and pressed his face against her thigh.
"…Hmph." Lynette snorted in disdain, expression calm.
Yet inside, she felt strangely happy — after all, the person she liked clearly liked her this much.
After a while, he set her legs down and turned back, moving back to sit on her soft thighs.
Looking at her, he gently lifted her skirt to her abdomen, revealing the black triangle underwear beneath the sheer tights.
Lynette's eyes widened slightly. She tried to press the skirt back down, but Nolan caught her hand.
He gently held it and asked softly:
"Is it okay?"
Lynette looked aside. Her other hand hugged herself, her legs pressing together as she tried to turn sideways, but failed since he sat on them.
The exposed underwear made her feel embarrassed. She spoke softly:
"I'm not ready yet…"
"In that case, I'll massage you first and help you relax."
Nolan smiled and began gently rubbing her inner thighs and abdomen through the tights.
After a while, Lynette's pressed legs trapped his hand, her face flushed as she glared at him.
With no other choice, she reluctantly agreed to his request.
Nolan leaned down and kissed her fair cheek, then carefully tore a small opening in the tights and moved the underwear aside.
He embraced Lynette and flipped again, placing her on top of him.
After a long time—
Nolan had already teleported with Lynette from the unfurnished bedroom to the hot spring bath on the second floor. After washing up briefly, they returned to the hall as if nothing had happened.
Only the damaged sheer tights seemed to remember everything.
Holding Lynette's hand, Nolan sat on the sofa and looked at Arlecchino and Focalors, who were drinking tea, smiling as he asked:
"How did the discussion go? Reached an agreement?"
"Becoming your lover was already promised to you. Living here together is natural — I was prepared for it. It only took a few minutes to finish discussing with Lady Focalors.
After that, she was simply introducing this place to me."
Arlecchino chuckled softly.
Her gaze shifted to their clasped hands.
"Seems you've also persuaded Lynette. Knowing she'll be lovers with someone as powerful as you, I feel reassured."
The meaning was clear — she herself was satisfied becoming Nolan's lover as well.
"I see." Nolan knew things would go smoothly; Arlecchino had agreed long ago.
Discussing obtaining the Hydro Gnosis early with Focalors had only been an excuse to bring her into the Wonderland Space.
Once she experienced its incredible effects, inviting them to stay naturally became much easier.
Nolan continued:
"Then next, I'll give you the Hydro Gnosis. Afterwards we'll go buy furniture and inform everyone at the House of the Hearth."
(End of Chapter)
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