บท 21: Future Plans
"Fuck I'm going to be late," Alex said as he panted.
"Then you better carry me home quick, I don't think I can walk there myself," Alicia complained.
They were both lying flat on the ground covered in sweat, dirt, and flower petals. Their chests rose up and down after all the exercise they just accomplished.
Alex had cum so many times that he believed he could make milky white flowers grow and Alicia was covered in hickeys all over her chest and even a few on her outer labia.
Alex slowly sat himself up and began looking for their clothes. When he looked at the flower meadow, he felt really bad. Originally they were in one spot, but over time, they moved around so much that there was an area of about 20 meters in diameter that was full of crushed flowers.
Their clothes were in their original spot so Alex went over and quickly got dressed. He then brought Alicia's clothes over to her and helped her put them on. She put her bra on while he slid her panties up.
Alex couldn't resist and gave her swollen pussy a kiss.
"Ah~ stop that Alex! I'm too sore there!" She hit him and blushed. Although she was sore, it was still pleasurable so she didn't want to get worked up again. She didn't think she could take anymore.
"Sorry," Alex smiled, "You sure you're alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine! Now hurry and help me put this on." She gestured to her green dress and he pulled it over her head.
During the few times, they took a break or at the end when they rested, Alex told her that he worried about the intensities of their sessions. He mentioned his abnormally high stats which was quite a shock, but she told him she would be okay.
As long as he paid attention and didn't go full power, which he hadn't done before, then she should be fine. She also let him know that the last time they had sex, she actually gained several stats. That really surprised Alex because he was supposed to be the one to get stats with his skill.
'Is there a hidden effect?' Was his first thoughts on the subject after learning about his immense research that was in his head thanks to earth novels.
He could only wait and see later if she maybe gained more from this session. When she was fully dressed, Alex helped her look at least presentable and hopefully passable for the people in the inn to not question them... but that was wishful thinking.
Alex picked her up in a princess carry and ran out of the flowery valley. When they reached the east wall of the city, the guard stopped them.
"Why are you two out this late? It's dangerous to be out at night when the monsters are most active." He scolded them.
"Sorry we got a bit lost and my girlfriend here sprained her ankle so we took longer than we thought to get back here." Alex made up a lie on the spot.
'How do you get lost in a flat valley?' The guard thought but quickly shook his head.
Whatever their reason was, he didn't care.
"Alright show me your IDs and make sure to go straight home. You don't want to run into any nasty figures do you?" The guard took their IDs and quickly checked them with a flattened E-stone made to be like a scanner before handing them back.
They thanked the guard and made a break for it back to the Inn. Alicia was on his back this time to make it easier to move and so people didn't complain so much when they saw them together again. She wasn't very happy with how they acted toward her friend so she planned to stick up for him if someone said something.
They made their way to the Inn and when they reached the doors, most of the patrons for the evening had already left. The workers were still serving but it was the latter end of dinner so many were cleaning up as well.
Alan was at the bar drinking a beer when he saw them come in.
"You're late." He said speaking to Alex.
"I'm sorry sir." He could only hang his head in defeat. He would surely get a brutal beating tonight.
Many of the workers and patrons still there sighed in relief knowing that Alicia was back safe, even if she did look a little disheveled. They then grumbled and cursed at Alex in low voices. The two sex friends walked toward the kitchen and met Sharla. The woman scrunched her nose up when she smelled Alex on Alicia and her on him.
She didn't approve but at least she was still safe. She narrowed her eyes at Alex but let them go clean up. Alex walked her to her room in the employee housing. He had never been over here yet and it was quite plain with only rows of identical small rooms lined up side by side.
When they reached her door they stopped and looked at each other.
"Thank you for going out with me on your day off. I had a lot of fun." Alicia told him.
"I should be thanking you," Alex said, "You showed me this wonderful city when you could have had a personal day. I learned a lot."
They smiled at each other before kissing one last time.
"Hopefully you don't die tonight." Alicia teased him as she opened her door.
Alex sighed, it was going to be a long night. Alicia closed the door as Alex walked away. As he went towards the Inn again, another woman went by him but he hardly noticed her.
She glanced at him for a moment before moving on. When she went to her room she opened it to find a young woman in her bra and panties. There were dark spots all over her chest and a few flower petals were still stuck to her skin.
"Kaya knock next time!" Alicia yelled at the woman who just entered. She hastily covered herself with her dress again but Kaya had already seen.
"What the hell happened to you?! Did you get assaulted? Who was the bastard?" Kaya questioned with worry. Tears formed in her eyes and she took Alicia's dress off by force and examined her 'wounds.'
"I didn't get assaulted these are no big deal!" She tried to hide them to no avail.
Kaya looked at them for a while getting angry. Eventually Alicia felt a huge misunderstanding would occur if she didn't clear things up.
"It was the 'guy' alright? Don't pry into my social life!" She complained and quickly put on a new shirt while taking off her bra through her clothes.
Kaya paused for a second before her worry disappeared and was replaced by a stupid grin.
"You little minx you fucked him again!" Kaya giggled and hugged her roommate. Alicia felt a headache coming on.
"So who was it? What's his name? What does he look like?" She interrogated Alicia and the latter pushed her away.
"Don't ask me that. I said I don't want you prying into my social life. Plus, you must have seen him, he left not too long before you barged in here." Alicia complained.
Kaya thought for a second before her eyes widened. She ran to the front door and swung it open.
"Close the damn door I'm naked idiot!" Alicia grabbed a blanket off of the closest bed to cover herself.
Kaya didn't seem to hear as she looked toward the Inn door. There was no one there.
"Damn it I missed him! I should have paid better attention!" The only thing she really remembered was that he was tall and maybe had brown or black hair. It was hard to tell with the night sky and little light.
While Alicia was fighting against Kaya's questioning, Alex was back in the training room in very bad condition.
*Huff!* *Huff!* *Huff!*
Alex panted as he held a lance in his hand now. He had "graduated" from swords, and was now learning the other weapons. The lance was a unique weapon that was mostly suited for mounted warriors and was much heavier than a spear.
It had a lot of weight to it so it was difficult for Alex to get used to it again. It felt like the first day of training all over again... but heavier.
Alan also wasn't pulling his punches since at the beginning of the session he mentioned that he could smell Alicia all over him and promised to beat it all off of him. The session wouldn't end until Alan no longer smelled Alicia on him.
It was going to be a long night. Alan also had a small grin that only made Alex more frustrated. At least this time he didn't blow his casket.
Alex was forced to endure the beating long into the night, only to start it again in the morning.
- - -
Back when they first arrived at the inn, a figure in a long hooded cloak walked into a building. The sign on the building had a sword and bow intersecting while the side profile of a diamond covered said intersection.
The figure entered through the swivel doors to find a bustling tavern. Although night had fallen, this place seemed to stay up through the night. It was quite packed and the majority of the people here looked rough and muscular. Men and women alike had scars and tattoos on their bodies and weapons hanging from their sides or on their backs.
The floor was covered in a layer of old crusty beer from the constant spilling of the drunks but no one seemed to mind. The figure approached the bar at the center back of the room and a well-dressed employee who was a sharp contrast to the ugly sight of the tavern, approached with a smile.
"Welcome to the Floren Branch of the Adventurers Guild, how can I help you today?" The female employee avoided using pronouns, unsure what the figure was.
"I'm here to meet Don." The figure said in a more feminine voice.
The employee smiled, "He has been waiting, right this way."
The employee led the possibly female figure down a hallway behind the registration area and took a series of turns before arriving at a room.
She opened it for the figure, who promptly stepped in. Having done her job, she said if they needed anything to call out for someone before heading back to the reception.
The figure stood near the entrance and saw 4 people in the room. 3 were sitting on a couch while one was balancing on the side of a chair he sat in. The one in the chair had dark paint around his eyes and a creepy smile. His black hair was spiked up while half his head was shaved and covered in nasty scars.
The person closest to the figure on the left side of the couch was a woman with a pixie cut. She had some scars on her face and slightly faded blue tribal tattoos around her eyes. Her muscles bulged out of her light armor and a Great Sword was leaning against the couch arm beside her.
In the middle, were the last two people. A man and a woman. The man was well-dressed like a pimp. Covered in furs around his collar and the edges of his leather vest. He wore hardly any armor and only his knees down had any metallic armor.
He was muscular and had a sadistic grin on his face as he looked at the woman on his lap. This girl was barely dressed, covered in simple rags and a metal collar around her neck. She smiled brightly at the man who held her but her eyes were glossed over like she was just an empty shell.
"Bitch! Took ya long enough!" They guy in the chair yelled at the figure.
The figure ignored him and spoke to the man with the woman in his arms.
"Don you know why I'm here?" the figure spoke firmly, straight to the point.
"Hey, bitch! Stop ignoring me!" He spat at the figure and drew his short sword that was on his hip.
The figure didn't react but Don did.
"Lenny shut the fuck up before I rip out your throat!" He growled and Lenny pouted and rocked back into his chair.
Don pushed the woman in his arms away from him roughly and put his elbows on his knees.
"Is this because of 'that time'?" He questioned.
"Yes, the time to pay your debt is due." The figure spoke mysteriously.
"What's the job?" Don didn't care what it was. As a criminal and an adventurer, he had done hundreds of unspeakable things over the years and didn't mind adding more.
As long as he lived to see the morning sun, he'd say it was a pretty successful day.
"I need you to kill someone." The figure said.
"Boring." The armored woman said before she got up and grabbed her Great Sword.
She put it on her back as she walked to the door and slammed it behind her.
"Heh. Carla's so serious." Lenny teased but followed behind her.
The two of them were part of the same gang as Don and only came as a precaution but since nothing seemed to be happening that would interest them, they'd rather get drunk.
As criminals, they killed people every day. The joy of it quickly disappeared to the point that it felt like a chore. Especially if the job didn't pay well, as was the case with this assassination.
Don, the slave girl, and the figure were left in the room. The slave only sat off to the side and didn't pay attention. She had become numb to everything so she didn't care to listen.
"Who is it?" Don asked curiously.
For the figure before him to ask for an assassination, the target would have to be big. Which meant more danger.
The figure waited for a moment before pulling down its hood.
Unfortunately, its hood blocked the one-way glass on the 4th wall and the readers couldn't see the figure's features.
"He's a freeloader."
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