Staring at Ena’s shaking body, Sincir sighs. Before they start, he told her to exhaust her mana, both so she’d have no chance to resist, and because she has skipped far too often on her training tely.

  She didn’t hesitate to activate her buff, though she threw him a dirty look while doing it...

  Gncing at the window, Sincir realizes the sun is about to rise, which means he should leave her to it in order to get things ready for today.

  Rising from her bed, he heads toward the door, opening it and stepping outside before closing the same at his back.

  He is not surprised to find Eleanor at the corridor, her arms crossed and her eyes closed as she leans against the wall next to Ena’s room... Further down the corridor, Esme’s head peeks at the two of them from inside their room.

  Sincir sighs, then beckons Esme closer.

  “I know you are about to leave for work, but I’ll need you to do some things for me first... Is that okay?”

  Having hesitantly approached, Esme gnces toward Ena’s door, then nods. “S-sure, I’ll help, but-”

  Sincir shakes his head. “I’m sorry, but ask one of us ter, alright? Things are a bit tense right now.”

  Esme bites her lip, but nods again. “Okay, what do you need me to do?”

  “Go find No - I think she already went down, since her door is open - and apologize for this whole mess... Both for what happened yesterday and Ena’s screams this morning. Also, tell her we’ve finally confirmed the location of those cultists, and that I’ll have someone come tonight to share what they learned after tailing them... Once you’ve done that, find Rez and tell her to stick to the lower floors today; Tell that to No, too.”

  Having paled slightly, Esme nods once more, quickly heading down the corridor to do as he asked.

  “...I assume those screams mean she decided to be stubborn until the very end,” Eleanor says, once Esme is gone.

  Sincir sighs. “Did you at least sleep?”

  Opening her eyes, Eleanor stares at him solemnly, the answer clear in her tired expression.

  “...Fuck, Eleanor.”

  “Do you think I could’ve, even if I tried to?”

  Frowning, Sincir averts his gaze from hers. At this moment, it does occur to him that she knew it all from the beginning; That Ena was head-over-heels for him, that she would flip when they got together, and that things would end like this, sooner or ter.

  Eleanor was also the one to connect the dots and realize the cultists could be hiding within Insect Burrows, during their visit to Victoria... He doesn’t give her enough credit as an strategist and thinker.

  “...How did you know Ena was not going to be in her room st night?”

  “She has been putting the goblin to sleep these past few days. Something about you having started it, and then stopped.”

  Sincir grimaces. He has had a couple of very busy days... He himself barely got the time to sleep, so he couldn’t find time for Rez, either... It is a good thing Ena took over for him, but then again, Rez was supposed to be her responsibility to begin with.

  “...What now?” Eleanor asks.

  Meeting her gaze once more, Sincir nods toward the door behind him. “I’ll need you to go grab me that rope... Ena needs a good dose of bullying, and you’re the best person I know for the job.”

  Eleanor blinks, then rises an eyebrow. “Are you serious?”

  Sincir smiles sadly. “We have a deal... I need to get her to admit she likes me until the end of the day, or she’ll leave the house forever.”

  Eleanor frowns. “Why is she stubborn?”

  “She thinks I don’t feel anything for her other than pity, and she refuses to start a retionship with me on those grounds... She is convinced I don’t find her attractive.”

  Eleanor snorts. “I wonder why, when you spent years sleeping in the same bed, and you never did as much as steal a peek.”

  He grimaces. “How do you even know we never did anything?”

  “It’d have been written all over her face the next day... And we wouldn’t have gotten to this point, now would we?”

  Realizing she is not wrong, he sighs. “Just go. I told Ena to empty her mana pool, and she should be done right about now.”

  Something fshes through Eleanor’s eyes over his words; Then, she smiles, straightening herself.

  “Damn, I feel bad for her already...” she murmurs as she heads down the corridor, her steps strangely light.

  Sincir supposes, that from her perspective, after today Ena will either join them in their strange love triangle, making it a quartet, or she’ll leave forever; Regardless, Eleanor won’t have to worry about her retionship with him hurting the other girl anymore.

  He wished he could care as little about the result as she seems to.

  ...Once he reenters Ena’s room, Sincir finds her staring toward him with a tired look on her face, her body covered in sweat and dried cum, but leaf-green eyes still just as determined as before.

  “Where were you?” she asks, breathless and slightly hoarsely, “Gone to grab your torture instruments?”

  “Something of the sort... Don’t worry, we’ll start soon.”

  Fuck, how did things even get to this point?

  Is it too te to go back...?

  What is he thinking. He was just living an illusion of having a sister; Ena never felt that way.

  That being the case, there is nothing to go back to; Continuing forward is the only option.

  The same as usual, then.

  Be as it may, he has never been afraid of a challenge... Life never gave him the option of feeling fear.

  Ena, on the other hand, looks as if she is afraid of many things right about now. Oh, he doesn’t buy her bravado; He doubts she actually thinks she can win. But resisting is a matter of pride for her, and she wants him to prove he actually cares about her...

  ...Noticing Ena is watching him, Sincir smiles.

  Sensing that things are a bit too tense right now, he heads toward her, climbing the bed, and crawls until he can reach her face; Ena tries to dodge his kiss, and Sincir lets her at first, licking her cheek instead, then her lips, and then finally, once she grows tired of moving her head left and right, pcing his mouth over hers and sticking his tongue inside.

  Ena gasps, but she is defenseless to resist him with her mana being exhausted, and Sincir takes his time exploring her mouth; Meanwhile, he runs his hands against her slightly cold skin, trying to warm it up, and ignores her weak attempts at fending him off...

  Being still naked, his erection is soon pressed over her stomach, and he rubs that against her skin, too...

  Once he finally pulls away, having all but fucked her mouth with his tongue for the past few minutes, Ena is staring at him with teary, widened eyes, and a shocked look on her face.

  Considering she started squirming against him halfway through, and the obvious, begrudging gleam of excitement in her eyes, Sincir smiles at her.

  “Nice kiss, for a first timer... Sorry for having stolen it from you.”

  Ena grimaces. “Go fuck yourself, Sin.”

  He chuckles. “Sure, but we’ll fuck you up first, if it’s all the same to you.”

  Something crosses through Ena’s expression, suspiciously resembling to fear, and Sincir cocks his head at her.

  “What?”

  “You... You never said this was going to be a team effort on your end,” Ena murmurs.

  “You never said I couldn’t.”

  As if on clue, Sincir hears the door opening behind them, followed by soft footsteps entering, and an exaggerated gag of disgust.

  “Ew. How did you get the room to smell this bad, already?” Eleanor grumbles.

  Ena pales, and Sincir smiles apologetically at her, before rising and turning over so he can meet Eleanor’s gaze.

  “Did you bring the rope?”

  Raising her hand to showcase the aforementioned item in her grip, Eleanor makes a show of inspecting Ena’s naked body, her expression unimpressed-looking.

  “They’re even smaller than I thought, though I suppose that’s impressive, in it’s own way... Being the able to pass for a boy is sure to help, once you’re on your own, at least.”

  Ena immediately blushes heavily, turning her face away from Eleanor’s gaze. With her body shaking slightly, and her breathing having become accelerated, Sincir is certain this is like one for her worst nightmares come to life.

  Fuck, why does she have to be this easy to bully? Fight back a little, kid, or this will be over before it has even started.

  “Eleanor, stop staring at her boobs and tie her up for me; We’re on a timer, over here.”

  Eleanor snorts, though she does begin to move toward Ena. “Her nonexistent boobs, you mean...?”

  Ena fights her, groaning and even crying a little, but Eleanor, as expected, simply maintains a smile on her face as she forces the girl’s arms above her head, tying them to the bed’s headboard; If anything, she seems to be enjoying Ena’s weak struggles.

  “Don’t cry yet, pipsqueak; We’ll give something to cry over soon enough, so save your tears,” she says once Ena begins to actually cry.

  Seeing that Eleanor is done with the rope, having even used pieces of cloth to shield Ena’s wrists in the way he did with her two nights prior (Lords, was it really only two nights ago that happened?), Sincir also climbs over the bed, meeting Ena’s teared eyes as he does so.

  “Ena, do you understand what’s about to happen?”

  She ughs, humourless and scared sounding. “Y-you two are about to fuck me up! Do your worst, bastards!”

  Sincir and Eleanor exchange a look.

  “...No, Ena, we’re about to torture you,” he crifies once his gaze meets hers once more, “Which is why, I’m offering you one st chance to back out of this. If you really want to leave, then I’ll help you find a nice pce to live, and I’ll give you our savings to take with you; All of it.”

  Her eyes widen, but rather than shock, fury is what consumes them as she stares at him with hatred. “A nice pce? Money? You promised me a kingdom, Sincir! You promised me a pce where I’d be myself without being ostracized! You promised me we’d be partners...” Ena says, her voice and expression having grown darker, “If you think I’m afraid of a little pain, or humiliation, then you’re wrong. Weren’t you going to break me? Either put your coins where your mouth is, or untie me so I can start packing my things... And, just so we’re clear, I don’t need your fucking help, or your part of the money.”

  Sincir grimaces.

  “Sincir-” Eleanor starts, only to cut herself once his gaze snaps in her direction.

  “Shut up. I’d rather break her then let her walk through that door as she is right now. Are you in or not?”

  Eleanor raises her palms, smiling exasperatedly, then shakes her head. “You two are impossible... Of course I’m in. This is like a dream come true... You better believe I’ll make the most out of it.”

  As he turns toward Ena once more, Sincir sighs, then smiles at her. “Very well, Ena, we’ll do things your way... We’ll start with something simple. Since when have you been romantically interested in me, and why did you never say anything direct about it?”

  Defiantly sustaining his gaze, Ena tightens her jaw.

  ...So, that’s how it’s going to be, eh?

  “Love, gag her and cover her nose.”

  Eleanor smiles. “I was hoping you’d say something like that.”

  Getting to her knees, she quickly removes her shorts, and then her underwear, before swinging the small piece of red cloth in front of Ena’s widened eyes.

  “See that damp spot? It’s how excited tying you up made me, pipsqueak... I hope you don’t mind your gag being a little dirty.”

  Ena’s expression of disgust is immediate and obvious, but Eleanor doesn’t wait for her to answer, forcing the half-elf’s jaw open and then shoving her panties inside of it before forcing it closed again, and maintaining her hand on top of it as she does so.

  Her expression elected, almost ecstatic, Eleanor shakes Ena’s face from left to right, closing her nose with two fingers as she does so. “That’s right, pipsqueak, take in my taste... Advice? That will be in your mouth for a while, so you should probably get used to it sooner, rather than ter.”

  Ena closes her eyes and moves her legs, as though trying to escape, but of course, she can’t.

  Sincir rolls his eyes, but he doesn’t admonish Eleanor; Things like these are reason he called her here to begin with.

  “Well, when you feel like answering my question, Ena, just let us know,” he says, “Eleanor, you can keep holding her breath for a minute or so at a time... Count in your head if you have to. Then you let her breath for five seconds.”

  Watching the suffering girl with a smile on her face, Eleanor chuckles. “Heard that, pipsqueak? No passing out for you... We’ll have a lot of fun today, you and me, though I’m afraid Sincir might not enjoy it as much. He always had a soft spot for you, didn’t he?”

  Ena screams something unintelligible through her gag, and Eleanor clicks her tongue.

  “What was that? Sorry, I guess my dirty panties are making it hard for you to speak clearly, stuck in your mouth as they are...”

  Leaving them to it, Sincir grabs a piece of cloth and wets it with a brief water spell, beginning to clean Ena’s skin with it.

  Her gaze quickly snaps in her direction, but he ignores her, starting with her foot and slowly moving up her leg... Her shame, pain, and growing despair are obvious, specially once he begins to rub the cloth against her sex, taking his time with cleaning it, then moves it toward her asshole, pressing his finger against it...

  Her cheeks having grown dark-red at this point, Ena starts seriously fighting then, though her movements are sluggish and nonthreatening duo her mana exhaustion...

  Having finished with her lower body, Sincir stops to watch as Eleanor abruptly releases her hold over Ena’s jaw, pulls her now drenched panties out of it, then quickly leans over and locks her lips over the half-elf’s.

  The forced kiss sts exactly for five seconds before Eleanor pulls away, gags Ena again, and closes her nose once more; If the look of utter despair in Ena’s face is anything to go by, the poor girl didn’t get much breathing done during her break.

  “Oh, sorry, did you need those five seconds for something?” Eleanor asks, her tone and expression one of obviously false concern, “I suddenly felt an urge to damp my spit somewhere, you see... Hope you don’t mind it, because something tells me I’ll feel the same urge again, exactly a minute from now. Hang in there, okay?”

  Muscles tense, eyes darting across the room, and toes curled, Ena tries her best to resist...

  Eleanor’s seventh “kiss”, long after Sincir has finished wiping her, is the one to finally break the half-elf.

  “Stop... Stop! I’ll answer, so...!”

  Having been about to pce her panties in Ena’s mouth again, Eleanor freezes, shifting her eyes toward him as she does so.

  As Ena pants, taking several deep, desperate breaths, Sincir narrows his eyes at her.

  “Ena, if you lied so we’d give you a break, you will regret it.”

  A look of hesitation crosses her eyes, making him think that she was pnning on doing exactly that, but then she averts her face away.

  “...From the beginning, you idiot. I felt this way, ever since we met... And I... I didn’t say anything because... I thought that if I did, and you rejected me, I’d have to leave. Happy?”

  “Far from it. Eleanor?”

  The nephilim smiles, and Ena’s eyes widen, but she is too slow to protest before being gagged again.

  Sincir watches her struggles impassively; This time, she only endures three “kisses” before giving in, sobbing as she screams for them to stop.

  “I-I...! I didn’t say anything...! Because she was here! Because I saw the way you stared at her...!” Ena speaks through her tears, gring at the two of them as she does so.

  Sincir grimaces. “You mean my annoyed look, or my exasperated one?”

  Ena ughs. “The fact you don’t realize you had it for her from the beginning... Amazes me, Sincir. You should have seen the disappointment on your face... When she didn’t show up that night! Gods, how I wish she had fucking died before we got there! Tortured to death! Or better yet, that we had never bothered going after her!”

  Eleanor’s eyes fre with shock and rage, but Sincir raises a hand on her direction, stopping her before she can do or say anything.

  Then, he smiles at Ena. “Finally, some fucking honesty; Go on, look into Eleanor eyes and tell her how you really feel.”

  Ena does so, meeting the nephilim’s eyes with enough vitriol to have the other girl move away slightly.

  “It wasn’t enough for you to ruin my childhood, was it?” Ene murmurs coldly, even if slightly breathlessly, “You had to come with. You had to steal everything I had; You had to become his student, his lover, his everything, and show me how much better at it then me you could be! THERE ISN’T A DAY SINCE THAT NIGHT I HAVEN’T CURSED THE UNFORTUNATE FACT OF YOUR CONTINUED EXISTENCE, ELEANOR! AND I HOPE YOU’LL BE ABLE TO STILL SLEEP SOUNDLY IN HIS ARMS, KNOWING HOW MUCH I’LL FUCKING DESPISE YOU FOR THE REST OF MY FUCKING MISERABLE LIFE!”

  Under Ene’s look of pure hatred, Eleanor open her mouth, then closes it again. She swallows, and then averts her gaze; The pain in her face is raw enough to make even Sincir cringe slightly, and of course, Ena sees it too, causing her to sob, the regret in her eyes obvious.

  “Ah, the truth, yet not the whole truth,” Sincir says, smiling at the two of them as he does so, “You’re very good at these half-truths, Ena, I’ll give you that... Look, Eleanor actually believed you, even though she should know better.”

  Ena shakes her head. “I said the truth this time... It’s not my fault the both of you don’t like you it!”

  “Sure you did, Ena... Eleanor, come here for a second.”

  Her gaze still averted from the both of them, Eleanor hesitates, but she stills crawl toward him in the end...

  Once she is close enough to touch, Sincir gently grabs her jaw, bringing her eyes to meet his.

  “If we hope for Ena to start being honest with us, we need to do the same ourselves. I’m going to ask a couple of questions, and I need you to answer them honestly; Can you do that?”

  “...Yes,” she murmurs, after a moment of hesitation.

  “Since when did you have it for me?”

  “...Since the first time we sparred. That night, I masturbated thinking about what would’ve happened had I met you as a demon, and you had showed no mercy for me.”

  Sincir smiles; Oh, she already knew him well, even back then.

  “What am I to you now?”

  Eleanor’s blue eyes gleam with something he can’t quite identify, but she doesn’t avert them away. “You’re the scariest monsters out there...”

  Sincir blinks, but he can tell she is not lying, or exaggerating; Truly, this is how she feels about him.

  “...But you’re also the one who saved me, in more ways than one. You’re my teacher, and my lover... And I wouldn’t have it any other way. Because being with you... It makes me a lot less scared of all the other monsters.”

  Sincir swallows; It takes a good amount of his considerable will not to avert his eyes from her, but he manages to sustain her gaze as he continues.

  “But still, in spite of all of that, you resist me at every step of the way... Why?”

  Eleanor smiles. “Because I knew seeing me with you would break a certain pipsqueak’s heart, worse than any knife in the back... I swore to myself I would stay away, but I... But in the end, I couldn’t, not even knowing what it’d do to her. Because that’s just how much I love you.”

  “Love, she says,” Ena murmurs darkly, “Like the fact you knew how I felt wasn’t the reason you wanted to have him to begin with; Knowing you were stealing him from me probably made so you didn’t even feel the pain of your first time through your unending happiness over having done so.”

  Eleanor throws Ena a look, this time, meeting her gaze directly again. “You’re wrong,” she tells the half-elf, “Sincir hasn’t taken my first time yet, and I felt no happiness over having stolen him from you... Not that he was ever yours to begin with, of course.”

  Ena pales, and, seeing the utterly furious look on her face, Sincir chuckles. “You might wish you hadn’t said that a couple of minutes from now, love. Come here and open your mouth for me... You’ll do what I say, won’t you?”

  Shifting her eyes toward him once more, Eleanor smiles. “For today? Sure, I’ll do whatever it takes to break that bitch thoroughly, until she is begging for your cock.”

  Having said as much, she opens her mouth for him... Smiling,Sincir shows her the cloth he used to clean Ena, then sticks the whole thing into her mouth, forcing it closed once he has done so.