The atmosphere in the grand hall grew ambiguous.
Virgo, as a maid who adored her young master, was willing to do anything to improve his mood—even if it meant sacrificing her "purity." Of course, that was only a façade; everyone knew it. Lucy knew it, Erza knew it, Juvia knew it, even Mirajane—who didn't live here—knew it. Virgo was crazy about Allen. She had made it clear through her countless attempts to seduce him, and it seemed she had finally succeeded.
Sorano stepped back, looking for any possible way to escape. She didn't want to witness what this pair was about to do. But it slammed shut just as she saw her chance and ran toward the door.
"Leaving your work and your master without permission?"
The mocking voice reached Sorano's ears, and she could only blush, realizing he wouldn't let her leave.
"I see the master is busy, perhaps I should go..." Sorano couldn't meet his eyes as she said those words.
"Don't worry, I don't mind. Do you?"
"I'll follow all of my master's wishes," Virgo whispered with a warm gasp near Allen's neck while he held her waist, feeling the softness of her body.
"You heard her, Sora-chan," Allen narrowed his eyes with a shameless smirk, "so you can continue with the massage."
Sorano cursed Allen, his father, his grandfather, and even his dog, but she still didn't dare disobey. She was also a prisoner here because of her crimes as a dark mage. Sorano wondered if it might've been better to just be locked away with the rest instead of ending up in this place.
Despite her complaints, the girl walked up to Allen while he kissed Virgo's neck. The maid had already opened the front of her own clothes—leaving to see the red bra with lace, a very provocative one.
"Were you expecting this?" asked Allen, as he gently bit Virgo's ear.
"Always~" said Virgo with a stifled groan, as she slipped her hand down Allen's pants.
"Oh..." Allen laughed.
The "pure maiden" took the lead, of course, he didn't let himself and also began to undress his Maid.
Sorano, embarrassed, tried not to look but couldn't block out the sounds of breathing and gasps.
Her trembling hands rested on Allen's shoulders, and she began giving him a massage while being forced to witness how a maid served her master.
At first, Sorano felt discomfort and displeasure, but soon the atmosphere grew hotter. With every breath that raised the temperature and every caress that removed more clothing from the pair, she began to feel powerless, swept away by the mood.
Soon the gasps turned into moans, and she couldn't help but look. What she saw left her breathless—her fellow maid wearing an expression of pure ecstasy as her master showed her how much he cherished her.
Sorano couldn't turn away, and as time went on, her massage slowed until finally, one of her hands slipped beneath her skirt.
What happened afterward would remain a secret between the maids and their young master, but from that moment on, Virgo became more expressive, and Sorano more open to interacting with the others in the mansion.
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(The next day)
Allen walked through the hotel hallway and stopped at Wendy's room. She, too, had moved in, mostly because of Lucy's insistence, who seemed to have taken quite a liking to the girl.
When Allen arrived, the door was slightly ajar. He saw Wendy still asleep, so he didn't disturb her. He had things to settle with the other girls. Erza, Lucy, and Juvia all currently lived here, and it was necessary to explain to them that there would soon be an interdimensional door connecting this world with others.
The other girls were practically his girlfriends or his prisoners, but Wendy was different, so Allen needed to explain to her what living in this hotel truly meant.
He had already begun preparations to link this hotel with his other homes, even before Lucifer's visit. Also, there were other important matters too, like further fortifying the hotel to ensure that only those he allowed could enter. Of course, just with the magical barriers and the supervision of the system he was already quite fortified, but Allen still wanted to keep improving this place, to make it a safe haven while he was gone.
Allen smiled softly when he saw Wendy hugging Carla in her sleep. This little one had a strong heart—despite losing her family twice, she still carried a positive smile.
Allen let Wendy rest, saving the conversation for later about how her Guildmaster was actually someone from another world.
....
Wendy opened her eyes, blinking at the unfamiliar ceiling of her new room. A few days had passed, and although the feeling of strangeness and sadness hadn't gone away, she had decided to take a step forward and not let melancholy crush her.
"Hm~"
Beside her, Carla grumbled in her sleep.
"Hehe, Carla, it's morning~"
Wendy poked her best friend's cheek, but she didn't wake up. Instead, she seemed annoyed by the interruption.
Wendy stood up and opened the curtains, forcing Carla awake. She groaned in dissatisfaction but eventually opened her eyes.
"It's time to get up. We can't be lazy, or Brother Allen will scold us~"
"Tsk. That womanizer who can't keep his claws off women doesn't deserve to be your big brother," Carla muttered.
Wendy giggled. "Don't say that, Allen-niisan is a good person. That's why Lucy-san, Erza-san, Juvia-san, 2B-san, Albedo-san, Ikaruga-san, Virgo-san, Cana-san, and all those other beautiful women like him so much. Someone like that can't be bad~"
Carla trembled, wanting to tell Wendy that wasn't normal—that it was exactly what a total pervert would do. But she swallowed her words. Wendy didn't want to leave this place, and despite everything, Carla knew this place was warm and welcoming.
Wendy and Carla bathed, got dressed, and left their room to head to the dining hall. But as they stepped out, Wendy bumped into someone and fell on her bottom.
"Wendy, are you alright?!"
Wendy opened her mouth in shock when she saw Cana standing before her, wearing a shirt that looked very familiar.
"Y-yes, sorry—ah!"
Cana covered her mouth and pressed a finger to her lips, signaling Wendy not to give her away.
"Sorry, Wendy-chan, but Erza and Lucy can't see me here..." Cana gave an apologetic smile.
Wendy didn't understand but nodded, blushing at Cana's appearance.
"Well, I was just leaving... I overslept, and that bastard didn't wake me up..." Cana muttered, embarrassed as well.
Wendy blushed. She didn't understand grown-up matters very well, but she wasn't stupid. Of course, she knew there was something unusual between her brother Allen and Cana.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything..." Wendy lowered her head.
Cana smiled. "You're such a good girl~"
She slipped into a room that was supposed to be empty, leaving Wendy and Carla with flushed faces. Carla was also angry, cursing Allen the womanizer.
Cana closed the door and let out a sigh of relief before sliding down to the floor.
"What am I doing?"
It wasn't the first time she had sneaked into the hotel just to spend a night with Allen. Ever since that incident in the guild's bath, Cana and Allen had started a relationship—but it was different from the other girls around him. She only came secretly at night with a clear purpose. So more than a girlfriend, she was his lover.
It was all Cana's decision. Allen had insisted she could move in and live here freely, but Cana felt she wasn't at a stage in her life where she wanted a real relationship. Even though she complained daily about the lack of good men, deep down, she was afraid of taking that step.
So Allen didn't pressure her and accepted the arrangement. In public, they barely interacted, looking like normal friends. And that was fine for Cana-san.
She pulled her knees close and inhaled the masculine scent lingering on her shirt. With a faint blush, she felt silly for her cowardly actions.
"I don't even dare to tell my father I'm his daughter... how am I supposed to face this pounding in my heart?"
Cana lifted her gaze. She didn't want to admit it, but every time she melted in his arms, every time she felt his warmth, her heart filled more and more with his presence. And that terrified her. She had fought hard to be independent in this world where she had no one. But now she felt that every day she was getting more and more trapped in this relationship, which both scared her and made her happy.
Cana was a stray cat afraid of being adopted.
She sighed, stood up, and walked to the wardrobe. She pulled out an outfit—this time instead of her usual revealing top, she wore a blouse, pants, sandals, and a pair of earrings. She grabbed some money from a drawer, also took her fortune-telling cards, and put on perfume for a change; lately, the idea of smelling of alcohol all the time began to displease her.
Once ready, she headed toward the window. But before leaving, she turned to look at the room. Officially it was supposed to be empty, but Allen had given it to her so she'd have somewhere to stay whenever it was too late at night and he was "busy" with another girl.
"Aren't half my things already here?"
Cana gasped. Without realizing it, she had slowly left more and more of her belongings in this room. To the point, she wondered if she was being brainwashed without noticing.
"Damn it..."
She jumped out the window, denying the reality.
....
In the dining hall, Allen greeted Wendy.
"Hi Wendy"
"Good Morning, Allen-san~"
"Have you adjusted to your new life here yet?"
"Yes, everyone is very nice!"
"I'm glad..."
Allen remembered how Wendy came to Fairy Tail and is satisfied.
At the guild, Wendy was welcomed with open arms. In general, Fairy Tail always welcomed everyone like that. After all, every new wizard was a chance to gain a lifelong ally or friend, though of course, not everyone stayed.
Since Allen became guildmaster, two people had left the guild, but not out of discontent. One wanted to join a guild closer to his hometown, the other retired as a wizard.
Wendy was received warmly, though also with disbelief when they learned she was a Dragon Slayer too. Wasn't that supposed to be a Lost Magic? Since when were there more Dragon Slayers?
Remembering that they even threw her a welcome party, Allen smiled. As for this place, she had also been well received.
Lucy and Erza, of course. As for Juvia, she examined her for a while, then, after confirming she wasn't a new rival, smiled and gave her a warm welcome.
With Sorano, things were more amusing. On one hand, Virgo welcomed her with comments that scared her, like "Do you like SM?" or "The master likes it rough, I hope you can handle it."
Fortunately, Lucy smacked Virgo with a fan so she wouldn't keep saying perverted things, thus saving Wendy's innocence.
As for Ikaruga, she just smiled with a "Ufufu," which made Sorano turn pale. Of course, she recognized the former assassin Ikaruga, and Ikaruga, of course, recognized Angel from Oración Seis. Apparently, being seen in such a miserable state by a fellow dark mage was far more embarrassing and humiliating than being captured.
(Two days later)
Allen had planned to bring up important matters regarding his identity with each girl. Of course, it wasn't that necessary considering he would return in what would feel like a week. However, as time went on, Allen realized it might be unfair for the girls he claimed to love not to know where he disappeared to when he left, even if it was only for days or weeks. That's why he was going to do it, out of respect for their feelings and because those girls who opened their hearts to him had the right to know.
To start, he knew Juvia would accept anything—even if he revealed he was a monster straight out of Lovecraft's nightmares, she would still accept him. Lucy had already received a dose of truth, so there wasn't much of a problem. That left Erza, Mirajane, and Cana as priorities. Given how their relationship had developed, Cana especially deserved to know that the man who made her a woman was an interdimensional traveler.
With that in mind, Allen decided to take advantage of the mission he had with Erza.
....
[Mission/Request: Class S Snow Beast – an ancient creature has awakened in the northern mountains, dangerous and very powerful.]
"..." Allen looked at the mission confused. They had been searching for hours without finding the creature.
The wind cut against the skin like icy blades, and even so, Allen walked with his hands in his pockets, as if the storm was nothing more than a winter breeze. Erza, on the other hand, kept her steady pace, armor gleaming under the faint moonlight, her red hair whipping through the snow.
Erza wore a coat, while Allen turned Clown Crown into a mantle.
"Seems like the creature doesn't want to show itself," said Allen, sighing. "Strange, the description said it was a violent, terrifying monster that attacked at the slightest provocation."
"... Maybe it has to do with you brazenly showing your monstrous magic power," Erza glanced at him from the corner of her eye, serious at first, but then letting out a small laugh.
"Damn," Allen wasn't used to suppressing his magic power in this world, since it worked differently, and sometimes he just let it slip out. It was like Gray with clothes.
"If you knew, why didn't you tell me?" Allen asked, raising an eyebrow.
Erza grabbed his arm, "Because I wanted to be alone with you..." As she said those words her face turned as scarlet as her hair.
"Erza I–" Allen wanted to scoff, but as he saw the snowstorm intensifying, he suggested taking shelter in a cabin that conveniently appeared in their path.
[You're welcome...]
Erza blushed she knew what would happen if she went inside, yet she squeezed Allen's arm as her body warmed up.
"Let's go inside, Allen~..."
Allen carried her like a princess and they entered the hut.
"W-wait!" Erza was so embarrassed that she asked Allen to put her down. Once inside Allen did not refuse.
"It's not bad to be the princess from time to time, is it Knight-kun?~"
"Hmph" Erza snorted, keeping her imposing stance.
The warmth of the fireplace embraced them. They both put the mission aside and just focused on each other. Between laughter and teasing, both huddled in front of the fireplace.
"..."
"..."
Allen moved his face closer making Erza blush. However, instead of turning away, she faced him.
There was a moment of silence, and without hesitation, Allen wrapped his arms around Erza, and she, of course, didn't resist as she exchanged her armor for a blouse.
The kiss was warm, slow at first, until the fire of the chimney seemed pale compared to the one igniting between them.