Night gradually fell.
A bright crescent moon was reflected on the dark surface of the lake, and the dense stars twinkled in the sky, adding a touch of profound beauty to the silent night.
A bonfire crackled in front of the tent, its flames dancing as the alluring scent of grilled fish wafted through the air.
"Are you going to keep fishing?"
Levy poked the embers with a piece of firewood. Her blue hair was tied in a high ponytail behind her, and her bare white feet, with her boots removed, dangled gently by the lake water.
This was the sixteenth fish he'd caught.
Ever since their kiss, Roland had been sitting quietly by the lake fishing, not even glancing at her.
And to think she had struck so many alluring poses.
"Hmph..."
At this thought, Levy puffed her cheeks in annoyance, her fair, jade-like toes occasionally skimming the calm lake surface, splashing water.
Fine, keep fishing then!
"Almost done..."
Roland looked at the quest progress on the system panel and said, also feeling a bit weary.
The first eleven were easy, but who could have known the last type of fish would put up a fight for half an hour.
Mini-Dora was lying nearby, leisurely nibbling on grilled fish. The bell on its collar jingled as it shook its head.
"—"
Just then, a huge pulling sensation came from the fishing rod. Roland struggled to hold on.
It was night now, and the immense magic power in his body had long since dissipated. Even his strength had returned to its pre-transmigration level.
I wonder when I'll get the next template?
He reeled in the line with all his might, unable to help but think.
As ripples spread across the lake, a huge black creature leaped out of the water and was then fiercely pulled onto the shore.
"Anago fish. The meat is tough and dry, and it tastes bad. Few people like to eat it."
Levy propped her chin on one hand. As she explained, she couldn't help but yawn, a crystal tear welling up in the corner of her eye.
It was clear the girl was sleepy from waiting.
"Thanks for waiting, little Levy."
Seeing the completed quest notification, Roland, satisfied, threw the fish back into the water and sat down beside her.
Little Levy?
"I'm a year older than you, so you should call me 'big sister'!"
Levy rested her head on his shoulder and comfortably closed her eyes, but after hearing the intimate nickname, she couldn't help but look up and correct him.
"If you want to hear it, I can call you Sister Levy."
Roland handed her the seasoned grilled fish and said in a gentle voice.
"...Never mind."
For some reason, she suddenly thought of Mira.
After shaking her head, Levy took the grilled fish and took a small bite. The unfamiliar seasoning made her blink in surprise.
The taste was surprisingly good.
While she was savoring the grilled fish, a cup of warm strawberry milk was handed to her.
"Thank you!"
Such a thoughtful gesture made the girl narrow her eyes, a sweet smile on her face.
"Dora, dora."
Having finished its dinner, Mini-Dora rubbed its full belly, waved at Roland and Levy, and then slowly crawled into the backpack.
"I'm going to sleep first."
Its actions were so easy to understand that even without Roland's translation, Levy understood.
Drip—
A raindrop fell into the lake with a clear sound. A cool night wind, carrying rain, blew on Levy's cheek.
"Eh, is it raining again?"
She blinked, then looked up at the night sky.
The originally quiet and empty night sky was now covered by large, dark clouds. A few flashes of lightning could be faintly seen flickering within the surging black tide.
"Looks like the rain will be heavy. We should go rest too."
Roland snapped his fingers. Several ninjas emerged from the surrounding shadows and quickly packed up their belongings.
He also left two of them to guard the backpack outside.
—He couldn't let Mini-Dora ruin his good time tonight.
"Whoa!"
Levy was startled by the sudden appearance of the ninjas, but she quickly remembered that this was her boyfriend's magic and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But—as Roland took her hand and led her towards the tent, she subconsciously took a deep breath.
Is it time!?
Although she was the one who had suggested it, when the moment actually arrived, she couldn't help but feel nervous.
............
Inside the tent.
Perhaps because it was a single-person tent, the space inside wasn't large. Fortunately, Levy was petite, so it wasn't too crowded for the two of them.
Roland sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, propping his chin on his hand and staring intently at the girl reading beside him.
"Wh-what are you looking at me for?"
Levy used the book in her hand to cover her mouth, revealing only her eyes, and said in a slightly unnatural tone.
"I'm just curious, are you really reading seriously?"
"Of... of course I am!"
Roland pointed to the book cover and kindly reminded her, "Your book is upside down."
"...I'm just a little nervous."
Realizing her cover was blown, the girl put down the book, shyly turned her face away, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Nervous, huh...
Under her nervous gaze, Roland pulled the girl's small, cute body into his embrace and gently rubbed her stomach.
At such an intimate, lover-like distance, Levy gradually held her breath, her eyes slightly closed, feeling both nervous and expectant of what would happen next.
However, after waiting for a minute, the next step she was expecting didn't come.
This made Levy open her eyes and look at Roland with a tilted head.
"—Aren't you going to continue?"
She asked, suppressing the shyness in her voice.
"Continue? Continue what?"
Seeing the girl's cute reaction, Roland's lips curved upwards, and he asked, feigning ignorance.
"..."
He's doing it on purpose, definitely on purpose!
Seeing the smile on his lips, Levy, unable to bear it any longer, turned around and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I thought you wouldn't take the initiative."
"Are you an idiot? How can you let a girl—"
Roland placed his hands on her supple waist. Before she could finish, he naturally kissed the girl's moist lips.
Soft, sweet.
A certain mood began to spread within the tent. Roland's hand gently rested on her flat, warm stomach, his fingertips feeling the delicate, smooth texture, and then slowly moved downwards.
"No—wait, at least not here!"
Levy's breathing became rapid and ragged. Feeling the sensation gradually moving downwards, her hazy eyes cleared a little, and she said in a trembling voice.
"When we get to an inn..."
"Don't worry, I won't do that kind of thing here," Roland's other hand stroked her hot cheek, his voice soft. "But how about a little preview?"
A preview...?
Her mind was fuzzy, and a cute, blank expression appeared on Levy's face. But after hearing his reassurance, she sighed in relief and nodded in agreement.
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