Chapter 1476: Reflection Under the Moonlight
As an 'Imperial Suite', Vahn's usual room at the Enma-tei had a large pavilion attached to it. This was an area where he could enjoy the fresh evening air and admire the perpetually full, abnormally large, moon above. He found the sight rather mesmerizing, possessing a calming quality that encouraged people to reflect on their actions...
While Vahn was enjoying the gentle caress of the night air, Nobunaga and Shuten were both passed out in the room, nary a single piece of cloth between them. This was largely the result of their own efforts, but, as was often the case, Vahn ended up getting pulled along by the momentum of the two drunkards. Fortunately, no matter how insistent they were, he had a policy to avoid making any kind of rash decisions when alcohol was involved, even if he couldn't get drunk.
Once Shuten became emboldened, Vahn ended up silencing both her and Nobunaga, albeit after a very long period of sonorous laughter, soul-trembling moans, and hours of heavy panting. He had used his [Hands of Nirvana] to great effect, leaving the two women flushed from head to toe as their bodies overlapped atop the disheveled futon. There were various bottles of sake in the surroundings, so, at a glance, it looked like the two had simply drunken themselves into oblivion. When they finally awoke, however, they were little doubt they would remember everything that had happened to them the previous night...
Remembering how things had played out, Vahn couldn't help shaking his head slightly, muttering, "I still get pulled along too easily by the momentum of others...I wonder if this can be attributed to the peaceful times I've been experiencing as of late...?"
In response to his inaudible musings, Sis went out of her way to answer, (*You certainly do get more 'whimsical' whenever things slow down. The root cause, however, stems from the fact you are, on the most fundamental level, an empath. Were this not the case, you wouldn't have been troubled by the situation with Mordred and Alexa. If you put your foot down, they would certainly be hurt. With the pass of time, however, they would eventually recover, finding a new path for themselves, aided by your unwavering love as a parent.*)
Not expecting Sis to suddenly comment about Mordred and Alexa, Vahn couldn't help but frown. He hadn't actually done anything with Alexa, as she was off in another Record entirely, but it was true he had been thinking about her on occasion. Rather, he had been thinking about Danmachi a lot during this inordinately long period of peace, wondering if he was doing right by his original family by living happily in the present.
Vahn knew all of his original women would undoubtedly want him to take his time, enjoying himself in the process of obtaining power. They would want him to be happy, not some mindless machine that only knew how to seek strength. Still, that didn't mean he was free from guilt, especially during long periods of peace. His life was so fulfilling right now that, at times, he would even feel inclined to ignore his training in lieu of spending more time with his children...
After running his hand through his hair, Vahn released a profoundly deep sigh, producing a large volume of steamy vapor as he internally remarked, ("I'll try and put my foot down more often in the future...still, I don't regret my choices. Mordred works harder than almost anyone...I've always had a soft spot for earnest women. It was my selfishness that made things unnecessarily complicated...")
Rather than refute Vahn's words, Sis issued a soft 'Nn' before saying, (*That is, indeed, the case. Even if your actions were the result of peculiar circumstances, you were still a little too hasty. Don't get me wrong, Vahn. I'm not actually blaming you for your decisions. Rather, I'm more trouble by the fact you allow them to weigh upon your mind. I don't want to see you regress into a depressive state of mind, making mistakes you could have otherwise avoided...*)
Hearing Sis's words, Vahn lightly nodded his head, remembering the mistakes he had made toward the end of his time in the Record of Danmachi. He had even squandered a considerable amount of Karma due to his mental state at the time, wasting nearly 150 years of effort in an instant. That was one of the biggest mistakes he had made, as, according to Sis, even evading Akasha's notice would have been a simple feat with that much Karma...
The higher Tier the Record, the more comprehensively powerful the forces governing it should be. If he wasn't careful, just entering a Record would draw a lot of attention to himself, directing the focus of every powerful entity towards him. He was actually very lucky that something like the Root System existed, as, depending on the circumstances, any reasonably powerful entity would be able to kill or imprison him, at least for a time.
Entering into more powerful Records 'safely' would require an inordinately large amount of Karma, so, while he was tempted to just 'pick up' Eva in the future, Vahn knew he would probably be stuck there for a short while. He would need to defeat the Mage of the Beginning and bring about some kind of lasting change in the world, such as curing diseases or proliferating magical knowledge to the masses. This was the only way to guarantee their safety in future Records, as, even if he could keep everyone safely locked away inside his Soul, manifesting them in the 'real' world would expose them to danger...
Though he could build and expand his Empire in each Record he visited, Vahn's experiences over the last few 'years' had shown the futility of such actions. It would be better to transport his Empire with him between each Record, allowing it to expand and grow internally, rather than arbitrarily imposing his will onto others. He would, of course, take a stand against anything he felt was morally incorrect, but, rather than build his Empire from scratch, claiming territory and shaping the world to match his vision, Vahn felt it would be far more liberating to act freely, much like a vagrant, wandering, Hero...
Imagining wandering around like an 'Adventurer', Vahn couldn't help but smile as he shook his head and made his way back inside. It was easy to imagine the kind of life you wanted to live, but, when it came down to it, he knew his nature could never overlook things like corruption and the suppression of races. He would likely destroy the nobility of most Records he visited, liberating the people and, if not outright changing the system to reflect his ideals, he would, at the very least, invite them to stay in his own internalized Universe...
The instant Vahn stepped inside his room, finding Nobunaga and Shuten still sprawled out on the futon, his senses alerted him to the arrival of a 'guest'. Immediately afterward, a loud crashing could be heard from the direction of the pavilion, followed by a shrill, somewhat panicked voice shouting, "Shuten! Shuten! I've come to save you...!!"
Following the outburst, another crashing sound could be heard as Ibaraki broke through the wall, her expression showing concern and frustration as she sniffed at the air like a bloodhound. Then, seeing Vahn staring at her with a deadpan expression on her face, she hoped backward, pointing her finger accusingly as she shouted, "It's you! Smelly Dragon...!"
Mimicking Ibaraki's actions, Vahn pretended to be just as shocked, pointing towards the petite Yokai as he shouted, "Banana-oni...!"
Hearing the nickname that had been assigned to her, Ibaraki seemed to take critical damage, falling a few steps backward as her already pale complexion turned ghostly. If not for the fact Shuten had been the one to assign her the nickname, she would have immediately pounced upon Vahn with the intent to kill. Instead, her eyes swam around in their sockets as she didn't know whether she should be happy or sad to be addressed as such...
While Ibaraki was struggling with her thoughts, Vahn adopted a casual stance with his arms crossed, asking, "What are you thinking, Ibaraki? Even if you're worried about Shuten, how do you think she and Benienma are going to react when they see the damage you've caused to the ryokan? This is the third time you've charged in like this...are you incapable of learning your lesson?"
As if she only just now realized where she was, a cold sweat could be seen spreading across Ibaraki's body as she muttered, "An Oni...isn't afraid...of such things..."
Even before Ibaraki's words had finished, a swift pitter-patter of footsteps could be heard echoing through the corridors, causing her expression to pale even further as she contemplated running away. Before she could even try, however, Vahn appeared behind her like a phantom, grabbing the back of her obi and lifting her up like a kitten as he said, "You'll only make things worse by trying to run..."
Though she was tempted to lash out and attack Vahn, Ibaraki was bound by a contract that made it impossible for her to attack him. Thus, she could only flail her arms and legs powerlessly, shouting in a stressed voice, "Unhand me, you Smelly Dragon...! I am a proud Oni of Mt. Ooe! I will not stand for this indignation...!!"
Rather than obey Ibaraki's demands, Vahn tucked her under his arm, ignoring her attempts to break free as he opened the partition connecting his suite to the rest of the ryokan. There, with her sword tucked behind her back as if her tiny body could keep it concealed, Benienma had a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes as she said, "Forgive me, Ten'nō-sama, I noticed...a disturbance..."
Before she finished her words, Benienma noticed Ibaraki tucked under Vahn's arm, now pretending to be knocked unconscious as she lay limp in his embrace. This did little to convince the glowering sparrow, however, as Benienma unhesitantly used the sheath of her katana to smack Ibaraki's butt, eliciting a pained scream from the banana-colored Oni. Then, as if she had been the one wronged, she began to flail her arms and legs, shouting, "Turn me around you smelly dragon! I won't just...!"
Interrupting Ibaraki's shouting, Benienma smacked her backside a second time, exclaiming harshly, "You be quiet! You're going to interrupt the guests...!"
Though Benienma was much weaker than her, Ibaraki was unable to muster up any defense against the former's attacks. She knew Shuten would only get more upset with her, so, rather than continue to lash out, she clenched her teeth, holding back tears as she tightly gripped her blood-red hands into fists.
Seeing Ibaraki 'calm down', Vahn allowed her to stand on her own, ignoring her crocodile tears as she rubbed her butt. The truth of the matter was that her Endurance was high enough to be graded as A+, so, while Benienma certainly smacked her with considerable force, it wasn't enough to do any real damage to her. Rather, Ibaraki had a tendency to try and get out of trouble by acting pitiable, a behavior that often got her teased by the far more domineering Shuten.
Benienma was fully aware of Ibaraki's usual tactics, however, so her expression remained stern as she said, "I will have you pay me back with your body-dechi. I will have you clean all of the baths using a bucket and cloth. If you refuse, I will ban Shuten from visiting for a month-dechi."
Though she wouldn't have cared if she was the one 'banned' from the Enma-tei, Ibaraki knew Shuten would be very upset if she was disallowed entry. Thus, with an expression comparable to someone that had just swallowed a bug, Ibaraki begrudgingly answered, "It's just a bit of cleaning...what's the big deal? Do you think an Oni can't clean baths? I'll clean them all with a bang, just you wait...!"
Hearing the 'zeal' contained in Ibaraki's words, Benienma gave an approving nod, her smile returning as she said, "That's the spirit-dechi~! With that kind of motivation, you should be able to finish them all in around one-hundred hours. Let's go. I'll have Akaname-san help you out with cleaning the first one-dechi~!"
Upon hearing the words 'one-hundred hours', Ibaraki's expression paled, as, after giving her word, she couldn't retract it. This was the same reason she couldn't resist against Vahn, as, while he hadn't done anything to rein her in, Shuten had comprehensively ensnared her in a trap. If Vahn wanted to, he could even peel her flesh and eat it like jerky, and, due to the nature of her contract, she would be forced to serve it to him on a silver platter. Of course, Vahn would never do anything like this, but, no matter how 'nice' he was to her, Ibaraki hated him for the fact Shuten would quickly abandon her to spend more time with him...
Feeling as though Vahn was to blame for every bad thing in her life, Ibaraki glared at him with actual tears in her eyes, an incredibly frustrated expression on her face as she shouted, "You Smelly Dragon bastard! Stupid, pervert, Lolic-."
Before Ibaraki could continue shouting, Benienma smacked the top of her head with a large wooden spoon, stating, "That is no way to speak to Ten'nō-sama! If you keep making trouble for our guests, I will have you mopping the entire floor on your hands and feet-dechi...!"
Though Vahn was her most important guest, he was also the man most of them recognized as their Master. Thus, Benienma couldn't tolerate Ibaraki's thoughtless words, her expression forming a pout as she brandished a wooden spoon like a sword. Then, bowing steeply towards the silently observing Vahn, she began to apologize, only for the former to raise her up, saying, "Don't mind it, Beni. Ibaraki is just worried about Shuten. She'll calm down once the latter wakes up and returns home."
With her Master saying as much, Benienma just nodded her head in understanding before giving the banana-colored Oni a pointed look out of the corner of her eye. This caused Ibaraki to audibly click her tongue, averting her eyes and refusing to make eye contact with anyone. Then, without looking up at Vahn, she said, "If you bully Shuten, I will eat you...smelly dragon..."
Without waiting for a response, Ibaraki quickly departed the room, bolting down the corridor with a frustrated expression on her face. As for Benienma, she took a few steps backward to prevent Vahn from stopping her, bowing several times before giving chase. This left Vahn standing in the threshold of the door, arms still crossed as he watched the two child-like girls run through the impossibly long corridor. Then, staring over his shoulder, he looked at the figure standing further inside, saying, "You should be more honest with Ibaraki. If you keep sneaking out or tying her up, she will only get more stressed out..."
Shrugging her shoulders as if it had nothing to do with her, Shuten made her way over to Vahn's side, now wearing her loose-purple kimono. She had been intending to step in and deal with Ibaraki herself, but, seeing how easily Vahn and Benienma dealt with the situation, it didn't seem necessary.
Despite Shuten's apparent disregard, Vahn knew she actually cared deeply about Ibaraki. She rarely showed it around others, but, when they were alone together, Vahn knew she fawned over her much younger counterpart. He had even seen multiple timelines where Shuten transformed into a literal monster, almost exclusively as a result of something happening to her surrogate daughter...
After reaching Vahn's side, Shuten wasted little time in invading his personal space, using her foot to close the sliding partition as she said, "I wouldn't have to sneak out if you would visit us more often. If you're worried about Ibaraki, come and stay with us for a few days. If you treat her well, I'm certain she will grow on you, ufufufu~."
Hearing Shuten's usual proposition, Vahn released a tired sigh, extending his hand to rube the top of her head as he said, "We both know it isn't that simple. If I came to visit, she would begin to lash out even more. She doesn't like when you pay attention to other people. This is why I keep telling you to push her to make more friends. Other than Spenta and her little posse of Companions, who else can be considered Ibaraki's friend?"
Shrugging a second time, Shuten attempted to lean against Vahn's body, a thoughtful look in her eyes as she answered, "I've tried, you know? She keeps going on and on about how an Oni doesn't need friends. I think she feels threatened by the others. She rarely even leaves the Yokai District. The only time she even plays with Spenta is when I take her with me to visit Nobunaga-sama."
As he was well aware of everything Shuten was telling him, Vahn just shook his head, releasing yet another sigh before muttering, "Maybe I should send Spenta to stay with the two of you during the upcoming Spring Celebration..."
Though it sounded like he was asking for Shuten's opinion, Vahn was closely monitoring the Flow of Fate, attempting to peer into the future to determine whether or not Spenta's presence would be a positive influence on the rambunctious Oni. Unfortunately, the opposite seemed to be true, as, for a brief moment, he saw Ibaraki cackling happily as she tried to force Spenta to down a large basin of sake...
Clearing that thought from his mind, Vahn then considered whether or not he should just train and discipline Ibaraki directly. He knew this would result in her turning even more rebellious, but, so long as he kept at it, she should eventually mellow out. The biggest problem with this, however, was that Shuten would persistently intervene, drawing out the process considerably. The only way to prevent this was to personally deal with Shuten, but, as there was really only one way to turn her docile, that was easier said than done...
(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Sis be like, "I don't care what you do, just be happy while doing it.','Benienma vs. the Banana Oni?','Other People: "You can't just sex away all your problems!", Vahn: "Are you sure about that? There are no limits o_o...!"')
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Chapter 1477: A Curious Tradition
With the dawn of a new day approaching, Vahn gazed out over Avalon, watching as the first rays of sunshine began to crest the horizon. It was currently mid-January so a palpable mist had settled over much of the island, drawing out the inherent mysticism that one might expect from such a legendary location.
Vahn's fondness for Avalon had only grown with the passage of time. Not only was it indescribably beautiful, but it also represented everything he believed in. It had become a land where all manner of creatures could live in peace, be they human, Fae, or even Dragon. Though there were certainly a few issues here and there, chiefly involved the more 'free-spirited' creatures, things rarely developed beyond a point where they couldn't be settled with dialogue, negotiation, and competition...
As this thought crossed his mind, Vahn couldn't help but smile as he placed his pinkies in between his lips, curling his tongue slightly to release a piercing whistle. It was loud enough to cause a few birds in the nearby trees to startle awake, but, most importantly, it served to announce the end of yet another exciting evening.
Before the echoes of his whistling had faded away, Vahn saw two figures emerged from the mist, each attempting to outpace the other. This was none other than Fenrir, her expression a mask of focus as she darted over the uneven terrain, refusing to fall behind the slightly faster Atalanta.
Under normal circumstances, both girls would have been able to close the distance in an instant, but, in order to even the playing field, certain restrictions had been put in place. These prevented the use of Skills and Magic, forcing them to rely solely on their physical bodies to swiftly navigate the terrain. They even had seals placed on their arms, legs, and abdomens, serving to restrain their movements and restrict the flow of energy within their bodies. This reduced their maximum speed to just under 400km/h, a fraction of the thousands they could manage unrestrained...
As the duo moved closer to his position, the distance between them was gradually reduced. This made it apparent that Atlanta had a demonstrable lead on Fenrir, but, not to be outdone, the latter adopted a borderline feral expression as transitioned to running on all-fours. This gave her a slight edge, but, due to her affinity with the wind, Atalanta was able to further increase her speed, staying just ahead of her staunchest rival.
Fearing she would lose, Fenrir's body began to glow with an icy-blue light, the fur on her arms and legs becoming more prominent. Unfortunately, this caused the seals on her body to glow with a dark red light, undermining her attempts to 'bend' the rules in her favor. As a result, her speed drastically reduced, allowing Atalanta to open even more distance between them, far more than she would be able to overcome...
Without bothering to confirm her lead, Atalanta continued to move as fast as her body would allow, quickly reaching Vahn's side. Then, as had become customary between them, she pulled out a large, rather monstrous-looking, Horned Wolf, gingerly placing it on the ground at his feet before taking a knee and adopting a somewhat expectant look on her face. Fenrir arrived moments later, presenting her own spoils, an elk-like creature that had horns reminiscent of tree-branches, complete with a few sparse leaves.
Before bestowing his praise upon the two, Vahn gave a curt nod, smiling as he turned his attention to several other figures approaching. This included the familiar figures of Hati and Mordred, but, as a relatively recent addition, there was also a peculiar youth with predominately white hair. If you were to look closely, however, you would see an undercoat of black, but, even more noticeable, there was a pair of tiger-like perched atop their head, complimenting the moderately thick tail poking out of their tunic...
As if fueled by the fact his Master was looking toward him, the peculiar youth more than doubled his speed, waving excitedly as if to gain Vahn's attention as they shouted, "Maaaaaster, I caught a super big prey~!"
Unlike the others, who proudly presented their catch at Vahn's feet, the youth nearly ran directly into him after pulling out a strange bull that was partially covered in scales. It easily weighed several tons, but, as if it was lighter than a feather, the youth hefted it above their head, leaving deep footprints in the relatively soft earth.
Using his telekinesis, Vahn was able to prevent himself from being overrun, laughing lightheartedly as he said, "Báihǔ, did I not tell you to behave? You're going to upset your big sisters if you don't pay more attention..."
Seemingly confused by his Master's words, Báihǔ tilted his head adorably to the side before turning his attention to the glowering Fenrir and Atalanta. It was only after he looked towards them that he even seemed to notice their presence, causing a shiver to run through his body as he instantly made a gesture of surrender and said, "Ah, Aneue, Nee-chan, I didn't see you...I'm terribly sorry...!"
Hearing Báihǔ's apology, Atalanta combed her fingers through her hair, muttering, "It's fine..."in an uncharacteristically soft tone. She had a soft spot for children, and, though it was a little annoying to have someone steal her spotlight, she didn't have the heart to blame the youthful White Tiger. As for Fenrir, however, she knew discipline was important, so, rather than let Báihǔ off, she adopted a stern look and said, "Sit!" while pointing to the ground.
With his ears folded flat, Báihǔ obediently listened to Fenrir's, his Aneue's, command. Fortunately, he didn't have to listen to her lecture for very long, as, shortly thereafter, Hati and Mordred reached the top of the hill where Vahn had been sitting. Then, much like their predecessors, they pulled out large game from thin air, setting it on the ground before Vahn to be evaluated.
So as not to waste everyone's time, Fenrir let Báihǔ off with a very brief chiding before taking a knee next to her own catch. This was emulated by Báihǔ, who, due to the circumstances, ended up at the far end, lining up next to Hati. Despite this, he still had an expectant smile on his face, appearing not all that dissimilar to a kid in a candy store.
Seeing the humanoid manifestation of the White Tiger, Vahn couldn't help but smile affectionately. Báihǔ had become something of a son to him over the past few months, training alongside his other children and fostering a healthy rivalry with Kamiya and Daiki. Though he was 'much' stronger than them in his true form, the youthful appearance he had in his humanoid transformation allowed him to use less than one percent of his power, a restriction put in place to ensure he was able to manifest without issue.
To summon a 'whole' Divine Beast, Vahn would end up tanking more than 80% of his reserves just to keep them manifested for a short period of time. This also caused a significant amount of damage to his body, so, in the hopes of mitigating this, he had been experimenting with summoning weakened versions of them that could be powered up during an emergency. Báihǔ was just the first of the four to be summoned, taking on the form of a human child to reflect the fact his animal form was that of a tiger cub...
After evaluating everyone's prey, Vahn adopted a serious expression as he said, "Atalanta has, once again, claimed the prize for being the 'swiftest' hunter. The prize for the most difficult hunt, however, goes to Mordred. Though she and Báihǔ both hunted a Nightmare Beast, it is easy to see that her attacks were far more precise, causing significantly less damage to the hide and internal organs..."
Though they would be satisfied just hearing his opinion, Vahn made sure to properly evaluate each person's hunt. He properly commended them for everything they did well, and, though he used a harder tone, he also encouraged them to correct their mistakes. This was especially so for Báihǔ and Hati, as, due to their rather 'vicious' styles, they had a habit of bringing back incomplete, borderline unusable, remains.
With his evaluation complete, Vahn adequately caressed each person's head, fluffing the ears of those who had them and rubbing the fringe of those who didn't. Then, once even Atalanta had a contented smile on her face, he asked, "In accordance with traditions, the victor is allowed to make a small request. So, Mordred, Atalanta, what would you like as your prize...?"
Without missing a beat, Mordred raised her hand up as if she wanted to be called upon, exclaiming, "I want a kiss, this time with a bit of tongue! I won't let you cheap out on me like last time, Chichiue!"
Though he rolled his eyes in response to Mordred's accusation, Vahn still nodded his head, gesturing for her to come closer. This caused Mordred to practically pounce over to him, arms behind her back as she stood on her tiptoes, lips puckered in expectation. Unfortunately for her, she also made the 'novice' mistake of closing her eyes, allowing Vahn to smile cheekily as he gave her a quick peck on the lips before poking her nose with his tongue...
Opening her eyes, Mordred had a moderately confused expression on her face. It was only when she saw the cheeky smile on her Chichiue's face that she realized what he had done, causing her to puff out her cheeks in frustration before saying, "Hey, that isn't...!!!"
Just a she was about to express her dissatisfaction with her reward, Mordred's eyes widened into full circles as Vahn tilted her chin up, stealing her lips a second time. She could feel his tongue enter into her mouth, probing around with impunity before tracing her own. This caused her heart to beat like a drum in her chest, but, just as her mind reached the point of allowing her to reciprocate, Mordred was shocked to discover it had already come to an end...
Seeing the stupefied expression on Mordred's face, Vahn lightly chuckled, tracing her bottom lip with his thumb as he said, "That'll be enough for now. Keep working hard, Mordred."
Following his encouragement, Vahn affectionately ruffled Mordred's hair before turning to Atalanta, finding her blushing red as an apple. His gaze caused her to avert her eyes, and, as she was prone to due when feeling nervous, Atalanta began combing her hand through her hair, feigning disinterest.
Unfortunately for the feline huntress, she suffered from the same ailment as other Cat People, being that her ears and tail gave away her true emotions. Though she pretended to lose interest, much like a normal house cat, her tail would gently sway and curl. Then, if you tried to look away, she would be compelled to shift her attention back toward you, eventually resulting in her getting closer if she felt you had actually stopped paying attention to her.
Though he was tempted to bait her into trying to earn his attention, as it was a rather adorable habit, Vahn knew it could easily take several hours before she finally gave in. The presence of other people made her less honest, so, rather than beat around the bush, Vahn just gestured for Atalanta to come closer to him.
Atalanta wouldn't be able to voice her desires around others, but, with his ability to read the Flow of Fate, Vahn could make a reasonable assumption about her request. Thus, once she got close enough to easily caress, he 'surprised' her by gingerly wrapping his arms around her body. This caused her tail to twitch in frustration, but, rather than try to pull away, she just lowered her face, hiding it from view as he gently stroked her hair and back...
After several seconds of silence, Atalanta ultimately broke free from Vahn's embrace, adopting an 'annoyed' expression as she muttered, "I didn't ask for that..."
Rather than argue, Vahn just gave a curt nod in response, smiling as he said, "I suppose that was just my selfishness acting up. What can I say? You looked very...huggable?"
Hearing Vahn's words, Atalanta began combing through her hair, refusing to make eye contact with anyone as she said, "Whatever...I didn't really have anything I wanted so I guess I'll accept that as compensation..."
The moment her words fell, Atalanta tapped the gemstones on her bracelets, deactivating the seals on her body. This caused a powerful gale to spread through the surroundings, courtesy of the green aura shrouding her body. Then, without looking back, she darted away, her destination the pristine white castle visible in the distance...
Following Atalanta's departure, Mordred threw her hands up in mock exasperation, remarking, "That woman never relents. She acts like you don't make her purr like a cat in heat whenever you're alone together...really, what a waste..."
Shaking his head, Vahn looked toward Mordred with a reproachful look in his eyes as he said, "What have I told you about badmouthing others, Mordred? Even if you aren't directly insulting her, it isn't nice to say such things. Now, take Báihǔ with you back to the castle. You'll be late for your morning training if you idle for too long."
Though she still wanted to remark on Atalanta's behavior, Mordred obediently nodded her head in response to her Chichiue's words. Truthfully, she was just jealous of the fact that Atalanta already got to spend time with her Chichiue, but, knowing she wasn't too far away from reaching her goal, she decided not to let it get to her. Instead, she playfully ruffled Báihǔ's hair, saying, "Come, I'll take you to visit King. She broods when you're not around so cheer her up for me, will ya?"
Báihǔ wasn't too fond of other people petting him, but, hearing Mordred mention King, a youthful smile spread across his face as he replied, "Sure! Leave it to me~!"
Despite the fact Báihǔ was a tiger, he had grown rather fond of King. Though this first manifested in the form of him bullying her a bit, as he felt compelled to 'dominate' the only other big cat living in the Ivory Castle, it quickly turned into a rather peculiar friendship. King was relatively subservient to Báihǔ, but, as if he was unaware of this, the youthful White Tiger pampered the once-proud lioness quite a bit...
Seeing Mordred sprint down the hill, allowing Báihǔ to ride her shoulders, Vahn couldn't help but issue a light chuckle. Then, after stowing all of the captured prey, he turned to the Vanargandr duo that remained behind, smiling even wider as he gestured for the two girls to approach. This instantly improved both of their moods, and, as he still had some time to kill, Vahn decided to spoil them for a bit. He knew they were still excited after spending the last few hours of the evening hunting, so, in order to help them 'relax', he spent the better part of an hour grinding his [Hands of Nirvana] before spending almost double that brushing their hair and fur...
(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Shota Báihǔ appears!?','Cats are inherently tsundere...if not, they are, without exception, assholes...','Fenrir still gets the best reward (UwU)...')
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