Jenni spent her whole evening and more on improving her design, before thinking of discussing its intricacies with someone else. Aki and the others wouldn't be able to appreciate the grandeur of her designs, so she eliminated them before even considering them.
In the end, she brought out the two runic tokens from her dimension cube. She earned the last one just this morning. She could have gotten rich meals instead, but after battling against her mind for several minutes, she decided to take the runic token. After all, the token would get her a certain amount of time with Warden; she could ask him whatever she wished at that time.
That wasn't just limited to teaching her stuff, right? she thought stupidly. Like I can ask him to cook me food...
Whatever it was, she had an extra token with her, and who knew how many she could earn in the remainder of the classes? It wouldn't hurt to use one of them to discuss her design.
Jenni collected her original graph papers, along with the dozen alternatives with various tweaks in the design, and got out of her room.
As she had thought, the Master Runesmith wasn't in his room. She crept into the path where he spent most of his time. The surroundings were dark and cold, with insects chirping loudly. She walked down the familiar path for a couple of minutes, finally coming to a halt, hearing a cry.
No, it wasn't a cry! Her mind and body froze, realising what it was. A blush crept to her cheeks as she found the outlines of two people tussling on the hammock she had ever seen.
The elf woman was on top of the man at first, kissing him, while her body jerked steadily, until she turned over and moved down on his nether region. Jenni could clearly hear what they were whispering to one another with her superior senses.
I shouldn't be here, she thought, her grip tightened on the designs she was holding. She turned around without making any sound and shot her way back to the guest house.
Even after stopping, she found her face all red and hot, the visceral image still playing in her mind. Jenni gritted her teeth and literally commanded her mind to stop.
It worked like a charm as she moved into a breathing exercise, calming herself completely.
"That pervert!" she cried softly before moving back to her room.
*****
Gale woke up refreshed the next morning, again outdoors, lying comfortably on the hammock. The sun had barely risen, and June had disappeared some time ago, fearing someone might find them in an awkward intimate position.
Instead of just standing idle there, he began brushing his teeth. While a little radiance essence might have solved the problem, Gale still found something of a familiarity with the mundane work of brushing and bathing.
When he was finally done, he found Agnes coming out of the water. She hadn't changed into something else; now it all stuck to her lithe, athletic form, giving a very deep sensual vibe.
"Oh," she said, as though noticing him for the first time, still waist-deep in the water.
"When did you come back?" he asked.
"Not long ago," she said, took a breath and came out of the water, showing more of her sensual form.
Gale gave her a passing full glance before saying, "I have formed my plans for you. If you agree, we can discuss after you..."
Agnes began to remove her gown, moving a few paces away. Her lower body was exposed, only the underwear keeping any semblance of...
"Ugh, this is a pain," she groaned, unable to reach her back to unfasten the gown. She turned to him and perked an eyebrow. "Like what you are seeing? Now help me out of this..."
Gale moved forward dumbly to stand behind her and finally saw why she was finding it difficult. He slowly unfastened the toggle buttons one after another, as her back was revealed before his eyes.
"Finally," Agnes let out a breath, removing the gown completely.
"Do you need more help?" he asked.
She shot him a gaze and then looked at herself. She wasn't embarrassed in the least, but a snort came out of her nose. "Thank you for your help, but I can do the rest."
"I was talking about a spell to dry you," he felt like he should have opened with that. "Not removing all those..."
"Oh." Her mouth opened in a small 'o' and she nodded. She combed her hair to one side with her palm. "Why are you standing idle then? Do it..."