In the early morning, the sun was still hidden by the rain clouds, the storm was still raging, this could already be considered a natural disaster, but for a certain human, it didn't matter much. Emery woke up from his deep sleep. Fortunately, he felt a lot more energized even though the day before had been very confusing and tiring, as he had had little sleep.
His memory was a little fuzzy, he felt like he had to remember something, but whatever it was kept slipping through his mind and disappearing like mist that meets the sun's rays.
However, he felt too energized and felt a little feverish, he who looked stunned around his room that was still being lit by the abbey's crappy magic lighting items... Only it didn't look like the room that he was originally staying in.
"Are you okay?" a soft, masculine voice sounded beside him. Soon a slender and soft hand touched his forehead spreading his short red hair that was messed up.
Hello dear readers!
How is everyone today? I hope you are well and healthy. Almost back to normal days, praying that people get vaccinated, I want to go to the movies!
Yes, I know quite selfish! But I haven't been to the movies for two years, the year before Covid-19 I had no money T_T
Thanks for the kind comments and the comeback greetings!
R-18 on the horizon?
Yeah, probably after that we'll be dry for at least 12 chapters. So enjoy the next two chapters of R-18.
I feel like Azarphy is a bit pitiful, when Emery is in "estrus" he still can't eat. #RipforAzarphy
SEE YA!