Aiden's cooking skills were previously mentioned, belonging to a passable level. Of course, that refers to domestically. If abroad, he still felt he was relatively capable, at least wouldn't let people find any big flaws.
After asking Bayonetta if she had any food taboos, he began to get busy. But don't be fooled, although Bayonetta's kitchen had all kinds of seasonings, not many were actually usable.
So after being busy for half a day, he only managed to make three dishes, and among them, only one was a hot dish.
But even so, it still surprised Bayonetta. She exclaimed, "As expected, the rumors I've heard are true, that men from that mysterious country all can cook. I used to always think it was fake."
Then she looked at Aiden, who directly placed the dishes on the coffee table, and continued to ask, "My dear Mr. Cat, may I ask, what are the women on your side mainly responsible for?"
Hearing her mention this, Aiden gave her a glare, said very disdainfully, "Responsible for spending money and staying beautiful."
Bayonetta heard Aiden's dissatisfaction, and gave an "uh" sound, "How come it feels like you're saying that place is a paradise for women."
"You should say it's a hell for men." Aiden corrected Bayonetta's words, but he thought about it, based on the current timeline, before it turns into hell for men, there should still be more than ten years.
This time, Bayonetta roughly understood Aiden's meaning. She smiled and said, "I'm not that kind of woman, I'm very good at helping others relieve worries and solve difficulties."
"Hope it's not just verbal relieving and solving." Aiden shrugged.
But Bayonetta said, "Actually, the mouth can do a lot of things, don't underestimate it."
'Uh... why does this suddenly turning dirty feel so familiar!'
Aiden didn't want to discuss this anymore. The biggest thing under heaven is eating. When hungry, he had no thoughts at all.
While Bayonetta was pouring wine, Aiden went to the kitchen again, and in the depths of the utensil cabinet found two pairs of chopsticks.
Fortunately, these two pairs of chopsticks seemed to have never been used, so even though there was some dust on them, at least there was no mold.
After cleaning several times with hot water and detergent, Aiden returned to the coffee table with the chopsticks. After handing one pair to Bayonetta, he picked up a piece of bread and started eating with the dishes.
Bayonetta watched Aiden wrap stir-fried dishes in bread like eating a street hot dog, and then looked a bit speechlessly at the wine glass in her hand.
Even though it was cheap red wine bought from a motel, it didn't seem to match at all. She felt that replacing it with beer would be more suitable, or cola would work too.
Witches still value a sense of ritual.
But she didn't say anything, just unskillfully picked up food with chopsticks while sipping red wine.
And after eating several pieces of bread, Aiden finally felt somewhat full. He then put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass, and took a big sip.
At this time, Bayonetta also put down her chopsticks. She looked at the dishes and wine on the coffee table, then looked at Aiden, and suddenly sighed, "In the past, always living alone, I didn't feel anything. But now, it seems I actually feel a bit of the atmosphere of living a proper life."
Aiden had also lived alone for a long time, and he very much agreed with her words, nodding. Living alone may be very free, but after experiencing life with another person, it's a different feeling.
Humans are social creatures. After experiencing liveliness, it's hard to go back to solitude.
Aiden swirled the wine in his glass, brought it to his nose and smelled it. Compared to drinking red wine, he preferred smelling it.
The fruity aroma was more pleasant than drinking it. Then he put the glass down, put his hands behind his head, looked at Bayonetta and said, "Judging from your words, you like this kind of life?"
He remembered that the witch race seemed to prefer a more unrestrained lifestyle? Even if they had a man, they were hard to tie down.
"I'm a woman, I need a man's company." Bayonetta leaned on the sofa, one hand holding the wine glass, the other resting on the sofa back.
The two of them were sitting very close, and this posture looked like she was hugging his neck.
But perhaps feeling that the posture wasn't comfortable, or not intimate enough, after thinking a bit, she raised her long legs placed on the coffee table, and without hesitation, laid them across Aiden's legs.
At the same time, she secretly used magic to retract the hair wrapping her thighs. So, under the overhead light, Aiden felt his eyes were a bit dazzled.
"Look at my two legs, white, long and..." Bayonetta originally wanted to say "thin", but looking at her plump thighs, she changed her words, "...and strong and powerful, can definitely clamp your waist tightly. How about it, want to touch them again? Absolutely no worse than my butt."
Facing Bayonetta who could go suggestive anytime and anywhere, Aiden was slowly getting used to it. He looked at the witch's delicate face, slightly flushed from drinking, and said, "Then I won't be polite."
"Do we still need to be polite between us?" Bayonetta had a good memory, and returned Aiden's earlier words word-for-word.
Once this was said, Aiden's raised hands paused for a moment, but soon went down, placed on the witch's plump thighs, gently kneading, and asked, "So what exactly is the relationship between us?"
He also returned the witch's words as they were.
"A man who quibbles over every detail, not even willing to suffer a little loss with words." Feeling the strange sensation coming from her thighs, the black-haired witch's voice trembled slightly.
After all, it was her first time having such intimate contact with a man. She was the kind of woman who talked big but had no actual combat experience.
But a witch is still a witch, she quickly adapted, even turned around to lie on the sofa, asking Aiden to massage the back of her thighs.
The back of the thighs had more flesh, so the feeling was naturally better, but Aiden suddenly stopped.
"Why aren't you continuing?" the witch's dissatisfied voice rang out.
"I was thinking, if these legs of yours were in stockings, how good-looking would that be." Aiden rested his chin on his hand and said, but since he had just massaged the witch's legs, his hands were full of the smell of rosemary.
"I'm not used to wearing stockings. After all, my clothes are made of my hair. But if you really want to see, I can go buy a few pairs of stockings to wear for you tomorrow." The black-haired witch seriously thought, "What type do you like? How about garter straps?"
"I like simpler ones, thigh-highs will do." Aiden also seriously replied.
"Feels like I better just buy one of each type."
Bayonetta said as she turned her body over again, and at the same time lifted one leg, using her fingers to stroke from ankle all the way to the thigh root, "Actually, I look good in anything."
"I completely agree with that." Aiden nodded. Even Victoria's Secret models' legs weren't as long and straight as the witch's. The witch's legs were simply a work of art.
But at this moment, Miss Witch felt a little regret. Because long ago, she had gotten used to using hair to weave clothes, her wardrobe didn't have many outfits.
Especially skirts that made movement inconvenient, for her, they were impractical. After all, stockings look best with skirts.
"I should have prepared a few proper skirts for myself earlier."
Thinking gloomily, Bayonetta crossed her two long legs again and gently swung them, showing her inner unrest.
'But, what kind of skirt does he like? A professional pencil skirt? Or a miniskirt? Or maybe that one we saw before, with a slit up to the waist. But that one's hard to wear out, and it needs string-tied underwear... wouldn't be good if someone saw it.'
Miss Witch seemed to have never considered pure-style dresses like a one-piece.
And just as the black-haired witch was deep in thought, Aiden's gaze landed on her delicate face, then moved down, and lingered for several seconds on her perky chest before casually shifting away.
But no room decoration could compare to the view beside him, so he sneakily moved his gaze back, planning to scan from top to bottom again.
However, just as his gaze returned to the black-haired witch's face, the black-haired witch snapped out of her thoughts, and also happened to be looking at him. The two locked eyes.
"I'm not just a pretty face, you know." The black-haired witch didn't know that Aiden had already looked her over once, smilingly said.
Then, the black-haired witch snapped her fingers lightly.
Her clothes instantly became even fewer, exposing smooth arms and a flat belly.
Miss Witch suddenly felt that using hair as clothing wasn't bad after all. At least it saved the trouble of undressing, way too convenient.
And at this moment, looking at Bayonetta, who looked like she was in a swimsuit, Aiden didn't know where to place his gaze. The witch's figure was too perfect, everywhere was pleasing to the eye.
"Feeling a little dry-mouthed?"
Seeing Aiden's slightly at-a-loss eyes, and the faint rolling of his throat, Bayonetta sat up.
"A bit." Aiden silently cursed himself for being useless. Clearly, Bayonetta's figure wasn't much different from Jeanne's, so why was he still so easily captivated.
"Then do you want me to feed you some water? To relieve it for you?" Bayonetta licked her lips, but showed no sign of getting up to pour actual water.
"You'd better mean 'a mouthful of water' and not 'saliva'." Aiden also licked his lips. The black-haired witch's level seemed far above the silver-haired one.
"What's the difference?" Bayonetta slowly moved close to Aiden, her flawless arms wrapping around his neck, exhaling softly as she said, "Besides, I'm feeling a bit thirsty too."
Aiden suddenly hoped Bayonetta really was just talking about water.
People are like this, what they accept changes as their bottom line drops.
So, looking at the exquisite face and tempting red lips so close, Aiden slowly leaned his face over.
Saliva or not, at least it could quench thirst, right?
Though it did feel a bit perverted.
Moreover, he felt it was necessary to shut the black-haired witch's mouth for a while, otherwise, who knows what kind of shocking words she'd say next.
Even "not suitable for children" wouldn't be able to describe it.
Honestly, Bayonetta and Jeanne were the same, they both had strong theoretical knowledge but no real combat experience.
After Aiden kissed Bayonetta's red lips, he clearly felt the witch's arms, crossed behind his back, tightly gripping him.
Fortunately, for battle convenience, Miss Witch didn't keep long fingernails. So even though her nails didn't pierce deeply, Aiden still felt a slight pain.
Actually, that bit of pain was nothing, Aiden had been injured countless times. If he feared pain, he wouldn't have become a soldier. But now, he decided to tease the witch before him.
Having not yet felt the wonderful sensation of a deep kiss, Bayonetta suddenly found Aiden pulling away. Just as she was confused, she heard Aiden complaining, "Take it easy, you hurt me."
Though she didn't understand why the man she liked seemed afraid of pain, Bayonetta still quickly withdrew her fingers, then patted Aiden's back like coaxing a child, "Dear, be good. A kiss won't hurt."
Aiden never expected Miss Witch to do that. He thought she would either apologize or mock him for not being manly enough, but now...
While Aiden was dazed, the black-haired witch made a new move. She directly turned Aiden's body upright, then very roughly pressed him onto the sofa. And before Aiden could wonder why she suddenly turned violent, she directly straddled him.
But Aiden had already suffered once from being passive. This time, no matter what, he wanted to be on top.
He immediately thrust his waist, forcibly sat upright again, grabbed Bayonetta's hands, and tried to push her down beneath him.
"Though I like your initiative very much, tonight I still prefer being the one to take the lead."
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