Chapter 270 A nostalgic sunset*

Chapter 270 A nostalgic sunset*

[El's POV: ]

There are things in this world that just don't make sense. Things that are obviously something much less interesting than countless other things that one has experienced in their lives. Things that are one has experienced many times and should not be as interesting to them as it had been the fist time they witnessed it.

There are things that even with the countless encounters, still produces the same kind of enchanting effect on a person as it had when they experienced it for the first time. 'For me... for us, this is one of those things.'

A golden sunset of three spectrums.

'Horizon that is painted gold by the light of the setting sun, a sky that is painted complete red-orange like that of a ripe mango, and an ocean below that sparkled with a unique pink shade produced by the unique light of the setting sun.'

This magical scene of pink-gold-and reddish orange that we can find on every evening in this garden is something very, very special to us.

"Remember the time we created that cocktail for the first time in this place while watching this sunset?"

"Yeah..."

He loved this scene for many reasons, and most of them, were related to our past experiences.

"Remember we found the ring of power the first time on an evening like this one?"

"Haha, how can I forget that. You were crying to have finally have that thing in your hands."

I didn't actually cry alright. He was just exaggerating things to make them seem much more serious.

This ring was good and all, however, on its own, it was practically much less useful than my magic staff.

It was a special artefact, yes, but it was not a special weapon like our weapons. It was a special, yes, but there was a lot of work it needed before it could become of the most powerful ornaments to exist in this Worldline.

"Remember the time we jumped down from here?" He asked for the first time, and while looking at him, I smiled bitterly.

"You were being a jerk that day. You pushed me down even though you knew I would die outright. I didn't have any way to survive that fall."

That was one of the times I died miserably without any reason.

This bastard then committed sucide and we started the game again. Jerk bastard.

"You were crying IRL that time."

"You sure are remembering some good things, hun? Fucking bastard. Should I say how many times YOU cried in here and out in that shit world?"

He looked at me for a moment, blinked a few times and when I didn't show any sign to have been joking, he turned his head around and kept looking forward.

Bastard...

'We have had many fun memories of this place. It was a fun place to begin with.'

Just think about it. A white gazebo in an open area in the middle of the garden filled with attractive flowers, fresh air, and a natural vibe of peace, luck, and happiness.

Sitting in a place like with the ones you love, drinking tea on a fine afternoon like this, enjoying an ethereal, one of a kind scenery... having fun.

Where else can one experience something so amazing like this in this small of a world? I certainly do not know anywhere else on this planet that's as gorgeous as this place except the main garden of the Spirit palace, but that is a separate realm so it doesn't count.

"Remember the time we fucked here for three days straight without realising three days had passed?"The source of this content no/v(el)bi((n))

"Yeah... how fun-...! Hey! Don't say stuff like that!"

He was now suddenly embarrassed. Cute bastard.

"Come here. Gimme a kiss."

I had also told them to prepare everything they might need, so they should also have plenty of rations to last for a few days. And since there is no way any of them are going to pass more than two or three phases of these tests, I will call them up when they have all gained everything they could right now.

It was peaceful up here, and we practically owned this entire place now so this was a personal property from this point on.

"Cough!"

Chocking this bastard was fun. He wasn't a masochist but he was conditioned to like it when I did this to him. There was no way he could reject me even if he wanted to... there were exceptions, of course. But right now, nothing was going to apply here.

We were alone, in this fun place... and this sunset was very nostalgic.

'It brought back many fun memories, as well as many hot memories.'

We have done many things in this place. Many... Some were good. Some were unutterable. Some were special, and some of them were just... pretty.

This place held a special place in our hearts for a reason. One of them, of course, was the great sex we have had in this place. 'The marble of this gazebo was cool all the time. Warming it up and feeling it agains our bare skins was, haaa... so funnnnnnnn~.'

-Swiiiiiiish~!

Winds continued blowing... should I blow him as well?

'Yeah, no. He is sweaty right now.'

I didn't like it when he was tired, sweaty and covered in that odour. It was fucking hot, obviously, but it made me too wild so we didn't go too deep into foreplays when he was like that.

[ "We should take a bath together before opening the boxes." ]

[ "Hmmmm..." ]

He was lost, in me.

This was fun. All of it, it was FREAKING FUN!

[ "We should do this everyday... you know what, let's fuck-" ]

[ "Yeah, no." ]

He was enjoying the touch of my tongue all adores his face, but, as soon as I said that, he stopped moaning and opened his eyes.

[ "That's not happening." ]

Then he looked in my eyes for a moment, saw how I was serious about the sex thing, and grabbed me by my shoulders.

"That."

He flipped me around like I was some kind of coin. "Is."

Then he pinned me down and took the same position I was in a moment ago.

"Not."

The bastard was smooth... he did all that so fast I could only watch.

And then without even finishing what he was repeating, he started doing something reaaaaaaaly good.

[ "What the hell?" ]

I was the one moaning now.

He was the one in control...

Which was obviously fucking hot, but, why the hell was the one in control?!

It was me who-

"Hmmmmm~!"

This bastard!

Why was he so good with that fucking tongue of his?!!