Chapter 115 Hot springs (2)

Chapter 115 Hot springs (2)

Chapter 115: Hot springs (2)

It's been four days since Hunter had arrived at the hot springs.

Those four days were fraught with so many exciting moments that Hunter had begun to like hotter water, or at least his preference for it had skyrocketed after seeing his girlfriends bathing in hot water. Just like he had thought, the obscurity caused by the steam shook his imagination and titillated him from the inside.

Once he entered the water to be alongside his beloveds, however, Hunter was truly bare to the beauty of the hot springs, falling more for its charm. Their bodies turned red by the temperature; Aimee and Seraphina's usually ivory skin exuded so much unique charm that Hunter momentarily mistook them for being in heat. Well, weren't they?

Striking as usually she was, Aimee didn't miss the chance to melt into him and pull his heartstrings in this new version. The hot springs helped her melt into her boyfriend, but not too lecherously, as Seraphina was on the side.

In most harem cases, the rivals would have used each other's flaws to get onto the better side of their beloved and exploit the beauty of the hot springs to their extent.

However, Aimee hadn't really developed any of those feelings. She herself was surprised when she had studied her heart while Seraphina was slowly facing her fears while pressing herself onto Hunter. Was it because Seraphina was like a little kitten that needed to grow up in this environment?

Were the event in the demon's domain and her sacrifice to Aimee enough to win the golden-haired heart? Of course, there were moments in which Aimee showcased her understanding of Hunter's heart to tease Sera and Mayun, but that wasn't on the level on which Seraphina would grow discouraged or against her.

It was like a friendly banter, with Hunter being the catalyst or center of their attention.

Now that they were in hot springs, Aimee took pleasure in having the hot water and her boyfriend's eyes rolling down her skin, but she also had raised her attention on anything Seraphina was doing. Which was naturally because she wanted her to overcome her trauma and become who she wanted to be. n/(0velBIn

That side shocked Aimee the most, but perhaps the years of loneliness were at the root of those feelings. She had a real friend who was ready to use her life to save her—that said more than enough.

In fact, it was so simple that Aimee began to scheme another plan to give these two a room.

She could tell that Seraphina needed some time alone, but because Hunter didn't want to sound wrong or bad, he hadn't said anything to help with her desires. Mayun was also here, being the voice of the team with her talkative personality.

She was commenting on literally everything.

"We are so high up... it's like all the houses are like lanterns! Black Prince, please, watch the horizon with me!" Mayun beckoned Hunter to come closer, unintentionally. She was leaning onto the edge of their hot springs, which were perched like a balcony to their mansion, protruding from the Red Mountain's spire.

This had given her a view of every house and business under them. It was night, so the houses were lit up in their own ways—some used skills and special tools, and some resolved to light up their temporary dwellings and hot springs with candles for a more romantic mood.

Nonetheless, the way Mayun had hung herself on the edge, in nothing but a wet bathrobe, was more than enough to have Hunter listen to her. She was his age and had a lot of room to develop, but she was naturally a pretty woman whose skin was smooth and white, now crimson because of her heated talk and water.

The clothes she used to not get embarrassed before Hunter worked against her. Her white robe, now that it was wet, stuck to her skin like a layer of semi-transparent additional skin. It left bare spots that would arouse any man in Hunter's place, him not being the exception.

Hunter swam to her side and crossed his arms upon getting to the edge, lying on the periphery, too.

"Yeah, it's a beautiful sight," Hunter commented. He kept to himself that he needed four days to realize that their surroundings were this attractive and perfect to set up the mood. It surely wasn't because he had his eyes on his girlfriends and that even Mayun managed to snatch his attention from time to time.

From behind them, comfortably resting on her usual spot, Aimee raised her voice and shouted at Mayun, "Haven't you heard rumors? It's Death Prince and his queens! Two queens, to be precise."

"Shut up, aunt! It's Black Prince! Black! Like his armor!" Mayun protested like a child, throwing her tongue at Aimee before retracting her gaze back to the picturesque sight in front of her.

"Yeah, sure," Aimee sneered, then picked up a glass of liquor, which she sipped like a nobility. Seraphina followed the suit, warmly smiling at the duo. She wasn't drinking as much as Aimee, as she had seen what alcohol had done to Mayun on the first day of their hot springs adventure.

The white witch became a terror of conversation until her head steamed from too much hotness and alcohol. She dropped flat onto the ground and had a snooze. Aimee called the maids and told them to throw Mayun to her room. After that, it was just three of them.

But Seraphina had been so shocked by how much alcohol could change people that she became reserved with it.

"I like this one the best," Mayun pointed at the house, in which people bothered to make an outline of a heart with the candles, setting up a mood that was too romantic and sugary. Well, yearning for a romance at this age was normal—Hunter was a prime example of it, though he got too carried away with his dreams—so he followed her finger and nodded.

"Looks like people there are ready to sweat off all the heaped stress," he joked.

Mayun chuckled, "Or the mood of hot springs got too much to their head, just like you!"

Indeed, Aimee hadn't wasted the beauty of hot springs. Mayun and Seraphina were well aware of that, as the mansion didn't seem to have thick walls. Since it followed the style from another continent, the doors were sliding doors, and they were as thin as the walls.

Hunter grinned, making Mayun blush with such a casual or rather excited reaction.

He was relieved that he had awakened his skills or even that he was born the way he was. If he were still stuck in his village, he wouldn't have experienced any of this. He wouldn't roam the world and live confined in the limited boundaries of the village and its threats.

His new life invited a lot of hazards, but the reward at the end of each event was worth each bead of his sweat!

Having women around him from different backgrounds was also what would have been impossible in the village, so Hunter was sure he really wanted to live his current life.

As he drifted off to his thoughts, gazing with a smile at the scenery below him, Mayun was suddenly attacked by the golden predator. She yelped as Aimee wrapped her arms around her stomach and did what would have been called a great suplex by many famous women of this world and even men.

Mayun felt the gust of wind going through her private parts before sinking into the hot water. The tangle of foreign arms was gone, so she easily flailed her arms, popping out of the water. Her green eyes glared at Aimee, who had taken her spot.

It seemed she had said something to Hunter, for the Death Prince was no longer interested in the scenery. Aimee, too, had now all of her focus on Mayun.

"Let's have a friendly competition outside our house, shall we?" Aimee challenged the white witch.

Since dense didn't apply to her, Mayun clicked her tongue and nodded, "You didn't have to suplex me if you wanted me out, though!"

Aimee harrumphed, "That was for the Aunt Bitch."

"Aren't you already used to it?" Mayun asked, only to receive another suplex and trip to the rock bottom of the hot springs.

Before long, Hunter and Seraphina were left in the hot pool. It was a mystery whether Aimee had passed some instructions or tips to her crimson-haired friend, but it was Sera taking the initiative to bring Hunter back to the mansion. She masked the real intent with a nervous smile, saying that they had been in the hot water for too long.

Aware of the circumstances and what was brewing in the air, Hunter nodded and took her hand. His girlfriend seemingly jumped as he reached for her but soon calmed down and went back home beside him.

So much stress was coursing through her like blood that Hunter decided to take things entirely into his own matters. He felt like he had grown enough to make his beloved happier.