"Klein, are you alright?" Leonard asked with a hint of worry-but actually he was trying to hold back his laughter, as he observed his colleague struggling to walk properly.
"Just... had too much to drink- and that combat training in the afternoon." Klein gasped out as he stumbled towards the public carriage. He couldn't help but curse Leonard in his mind- if he was so worried about him- why is he just leaning in that wall fashionably instead of helping him walk to the carriage?!
"Ahem, as they say,
"Spread muscles, tired feet,
"Pains earned from pacing concrete,
"Whether aimless-"
"Leonard, I'm really not in the mood for your poems right now." Klein sighed as he resisted the urge to commit out, why did Leonard force him to drink so much... "and is it just me? Or your habit of breaking out into random poems randomly has increased?"
"A poet's mind is not something so easily understood." Leonard smiled, he couldn't really tell Klein that he was trying to digest his midnight poet potion as fast as possible by himself so as to not get the 'help' of Klein's demonic boyfriend. He didn't want to do this embarrassing and cringey thing either?!
"Whatever, good night." Klein sighed as he ordered the carriage driver to drive to Amon's street, he wasn't really in the mood right now to find a specific cheap public carriage specifically to that street in the middle of the night.
Well at least this was a form of acting for Leonard... Klein sighed, this would cause him to pass likey lose control. Which is good since he's Amon's childhood friend.
("I'm still confused about that childhood friend part-")
Klein arrived at Amon's mansion and was greeted by Amon at the door.
"You shouldn't have drunk so much," Amon tutted in disappointment as he half carried Klein into his mansion. "What if you die early from liver poisoning?" Althiugh he was the one saying that, he had specifically asked (read- threatened) Leonard to make Klein drink as much as possible to get him really drunk.
After all, how could he forget the first time he had had sex with Zhou Mingrui? The man was completely drunk and let himself run purely on desires and fucked Amon then and there in his home- he had even tied Amon's hands up!
Amon almost couldn't hold back an excited smile overtaking his face as he carried Klein to their bedroom.
"I'll go get some water for you~" Amon smiled happily as he deposited Klein on the bed gently. Although he wanted nothing more than to jump on the bed right now and over Klein-he still needed to carry on with the build up!
After making Klein drink some water from the glass Amon had brought, Amon forced himself to overwrite his smug smirk with an innocent and bashful smile, "I've already sent someone (his clone) to tell Melissa and Benson that you'd be staying over the night here." He informed as he took off his outer clothes, leaving him just in his thin white shirt- no underwear.
There was no special response from Klein...
Hm... was it because he was drunk? Amon had never been drunk since there isn't really a string enough liquor in the world that could intoxicate a King of Angels, his father had some during the third epoch- since he was a Russian after all, how could he survive with himself in this world without being able to get drunk? But at that time he deemed Amon 'too young' to drink, even though he was hundreds of years old already. Though most of it was probably because Amon tended to always use the look of an 8 year old child to get more affection and spoiling from his father and elder brother. And neither was he any intrested in drinking at that time so he didn't steal it.
"I've already taken a bath," and prepared myself as well, Amon finished in his heart as he crawled up sensually onto the bed. Depositing himself right beside Klein, making sure to press his chest that he had found that Klein loved so much, onto Klein's right hand, clinging to his side with a bashful expression.
"Klein... it's been a while since we've slept together in our bedroom..." Amon blushed as he forced Klein to look at him with his hands.
"Hm..."
No reaction?
Amon frowned in his heart.
It seemed like he should start getting more aggressive. It worked the last time didn't it? Allowed him to finally be able to taste Klein after two and a half decades...
"Klein," Amon pushed his lips into Klein's and shivered in excitement when he felt Klein kissing back with no resistance.
He maneuvered Klein on top of him, giving him the domi ating position and no way of running away and sneaked his arms around Klein's slim waist, running his hands through his abdomen and noticing how they had started to gain muscle after Klein's own personal training and his new combat training.
"Amon," Klein called out dazedly as he stared into his lover's face.
But before Amon could start patting himself on the bad for creating such an alluring and inescapable trap- he felt Klein slumped all around him.
Was Klein hugging him...?
No...
"Klein... did you fall asleep?"
"..."
"..."
Amon stared at the ceiling with dead eyes the remainder of the night.
He still had a chance in the morning right?
...right?
Klein woke up feeling like he had just died a second time.
He opened his eyes, almost flinching back from the glare if the light from the windows.
"Ugh..." he groaned as be rubbed his forehead with his fingers..
"Good morning Klein~" a soothing familiar voice called out from beside him.
Klein turned his head and almost got a heart attack and died for the third time as his eyes landed on Amon laying beside him. He only had a white shirt on, which had all its buttons open. And there was no underwear!
Klein was about to scream in surprise when his head was hit with a spell of pain, and then he felt vile rushing out from his body.
"I'm going to the bathroom!" Klein screamed as he ripped off the sheets from his body, and dhsed towards the toilet and deposited everything in his stomach into the water. He had completely forgotten about Amon's body and look.
Amon, laying alone in the bed, breathed a large sigh, "It's fine, hes going to come back." He told himself.
After a few minutes, when Klein was finally done vomiting and brushing his teeth. He wanted to walk back to the bedroom again- but then just as he exerted strength, he was instantly awakened by his aching muscles. He felt as though his body wasn't under his control.
MUSCLE SORES!
He had trained too much the precious day!
"Klein are you alright?" Amon finally got up from the bed and walked towards Klein, still in his almost naked self and kneeled in front of the crouching Klein.
"It's nothing... just, muscle soreness." Klein replied with a regretful smile, "since I joined the company combat training yesterday and stuff..."
"..."
Was it just him or did Klein see an annoyed face on Amon's face for a second there?
"Let me massage the pain out for you," Amon smiled after a while as he pulled Klein back to the bed.
"Thank you so much Amon!" Klein almost cried tears of joy.
"Anything for my lovely finace~" surely after this Klein would feel grateful enough and reward him with his dick right? Amon hoped.
Klein enjoyed a through full body massage from Amon, although Amon was still completely naked except for his open shirt and he could feel Amon's bare ass on his waist and legs whenever Amon climbed up on him, he ignored those few moments and thoroughly enjoyed the massage his wife was giving him. After all, how could he choose to be jorny when his wife was being so innocent and helpful to him? He shouldn't have any impure thoughts about his white flower wife at all!
Amon, who could read Klein's mind, "..."
"That's enough," Klein moaned as he got up and stretched himself properly, "It all feels so good now, thank you so much Amon~!"
"No problem~" Amon smiled as he sat beside Klein and leaned on his shoulder, clinging onto his left arm and shoving it into his chest. He conjured up a blushing face and spoke in a low sensual voice, "Klein, can I get my rew-"
"Ah! I completely forgot!" Klein exclaimed as he shot up from the bed and dajsed to the closet looking for a pair of formal clothes to wear, leaving Amon alone in the bed. "I need to go to the university today and meet my mentor. I asked him about some monographs for the Honracis Peek research."
"Okay." Amon smiled.
"I need to head there right now, I'm so late." Klein cursed he pit on his tie socks, "oh- Amon, where you saying anything before? I couldn't hear it."
"Nothing." Amon smiled.
"Alright then, good bye! I'll probably not be able to come back at all today." Klein notifed as he exited the bedroom. He had the research notes to study at the university, tarot club to host, and divination club to digest his potion. Melissa even said that since she had her exams coming by, she wouldn't be able to buy the groceries or cook food and Benson was still busy with his work so Klein had to take up the chores in the house. Leaving no time to come and visit Amon.
"Take care." Amon waved with a smile as Klein boarded the carriage.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Time to find that poet and make him digest his potion."
A few blocks away, Leonard, who was in his Chanis Gate duty that day, shivered.
[Did you catch a cold?]
"No...my spiritual intuition just warned me of something with very evil and with high amounts of negative energy approaching..."
[Ah, so time to digest your potion then.]
"Old man!"
During the summer, Khoy University had trees with shade-providing foliage, flourishing with birds and luxuriant flowers. It was peaceful and calm.
Walking along the river, Klein took a turn towards the history department. Then, he found the three-story building which showed its age and located his mentor's, Cohen Quentin's, office.
He knocked and entered the room, but he was shocked to see that the man sitting at his mentor's seat was the academic, Azik.
"Good morning, Mr. Azik, Where's my mentor? We made an appointment by letter to meet here at ten," Klein asked, puzzled.
Azik, who was Cohen Quentin's best friend and often debated with his mentor regarding academic topics, smiled and said, "Cohen had a last minute meeting and went to Tingen University. He asked me to wait for you here."
He had bronze skin, an average height and build, black hair, brown eyes, and gentle facial features. Being in his presence brought on an indescribable feeling, as though you could see in the man's eyes that he had been through the vicissitudes of life. Under his right ear was a tiny mole that one wouldn't notice unless closely examined.
Having said the reason, Azik suddenly frowned as he carefully observed Klein.
Feeling confused by the sudden scrutiny, Klein looked at his attire. "Have I committed some breach of etiquette?"
Tuxedo, black vest, white shirt, black bow tie, dark colored trousers, leather boots with no buttons… Everything seems normal…
Azik's brows eased and he chuckled softly.
"Don't mind me. I suddenly noticed that you are way more energetic than before. You look even more like a gentleman now."
"Thank you for your compliment." Klein accepted it calmly and asked, "Mr. Azik, did my mentor manage to find the book 'Research of the Hornacis Main Peak's Relics' in the school library?"
"He found it with my assistance," Azik said, smiling gently. He then pulled open the drawer and took out a gray-covered book. "You are no longer a Khoy University student anymore. You can read it here, but you cannot take it home."
"Alright." Klein delightfully took the academic monograph, and with a hint of fear.
The books at Amon's library didn't have much information about the Hornacis peak aside from stating that it was once known as the Kingdom of Night under the Dukedom of the Antigonus Family and had unfortunately been wiped clean during the end of the fourth epoch.
The book, Research of the Hornacis Main Peak's Relics, was not a very thick book. Klein finished reading it when it was almost noon.
I can confirm that my dream is related to the ancient remains on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range… That should be the Nation of the Evernight which was referenced in the Antigonus family's notebook… Klein nodded slightly and closed the book.
At that moment, Azik, who was sitting opposite him touched the inconspicuous mole under his right ear and said, "How was it? Found anything?"
"Quite a bit. Take a look, I've written so many pages of notes." Klein pointed at the table and smiled.
"I don't understand why you're suddenly so interested in this matter." Azik sighed and said, "Klein, when I was studying at the Backlund University, I had dabbled with some divination and did quite a bit of research on that. Well, I discovered that there is disharmony… in your fate."
What? Divination? Are you talking to me about divination? As a Seer, Klein looked at Azik the academic in amusement.
"How is it disharmonious?"
Azik thought for a moment.
"Have you encountered many strange coincidences in the past two months?"
"Coincidences?" As he was indebted to Mr. Azik, Klein didn't dispute his question as he subconsciously began thinking.
Klein thought about it seriously for a few minutes and said, "There are three. Neither too many, nor too frequent. Furthermore, there was nothing that indicated someone's involvement and guidance."
Azik nodded slightly.
"As Emperor Roselle once said, a single coincidence is encountered by anyone. Twice is still normal. Thrice is when one should consider what internal factors are influencing those coincidences."
"Can you tell me anything else?" Klein probed.
Azik laughed and shook his head.
"I can only tell that there's some disharmony, but nothing else. You have to understand that I'm not a real seer."
Isn't that basically equal to saying nothing… Mr. Azik is quite odd… He's playing a charlatan in front of a charlatan like me… Klein let out a breath, seizing the moment when Azik stood up, he pinched his glabella and activated his Spirit Vision.
When he looked over, Azik's aura fully appeared before his eyes and everything seemed fairly normal.
Unfortunately, I can only see the Ether Body and Astral Projection of a person above the gray fog… Klein thought carefreely as he tapped his glabella again whilst standing up.