The Acolyte of Spirits and Curses

Klein pulled both women to their feet and led them down the short hallway toward the bathroom.

He turned the taps on the large tub, adjusting the temperature until steam began to rise.

While the water filled, Arwen stepped up behind Cynthia and wrapped her arms around her waist, resting her chin on the other woman’s shoulder.

"You still sticky?" she murmured in a teasing tone.

Cynthia elbowed her lightly "Whose fault is that?"

Klein glanced over his shoulder at them, then poured a little bath oil into the water.

The scent of something clean and lightly woody filled the room.

When the tub was full, he turned the taps off and stepped in first, settling against the far side with a low breath.

Cynthia climbed in next, the hot water making her soft sigh as she sank down between his legs with her back resting against his chest.

Arwen followed last, settling on Klein’s other side so that the three of them were close together in the spacious tub with their legs tangled under the water.

Cynthia leaned her head back against his shoulder while Arwen turned slightly and pressed a slow kiss to the side of his neck.

With a smile, he wrapped one arm around Cynthia’s waist and the other around Arwen’s shoulders, pulling both women closer against him in the warm water.

Arwen leaned in from the side, her bare thigh sliding against his thigh under the surface as she continued the slow trail of kisses along his neck.

Klein tilted his head slightly, giving Arwen better access.

At the same time his hand on Cynthia’s waist drifted upward, cupping one of her full breasts beneath the water and giving it a lazy, affectionate squeeze.

Cynthia let out a quiet, contented hum and arched into his touch, her head still resting against his shoulder.

"Mmm... this is nice," she murmured with half-lidded eyes.

Arwen smiled against Klein’s neck before nipping lightly at the skin. "You should come during every Wednesday too... instead of just weekends."

Cynthia turned her head slightly, the movement making her wet white hair brush against Klein’s chest.

"Since we are not hiding our profession anymore, why don’t we just move somewhere close to his Academy? We have money."

Arwen lowered her head and gently shifted Cynthia a little to the side so she could lean further across Klein’s body.

Her lips found his nipple, and she kissed it once before closing her mouth around it and sucking gently.

A soft sigh escaped Klein’s lips as he looked down at her.

"We can do that," Arwen murmured against his skin between soft sucks.

"A place near Grayhaven wouldn’t be hard to arrange. Closer means we don’t have to wait for weekends just to see him."

Cynthia hummed in agreement as she turned her face toward him and pressed a lazy kiss to the underside of his jaw.

"It would be better," she said quietly. "And if something happens at the Academy... we’re right there. What do you think Kay?"

His hand stroked along Cynthia’s side under the water as he answered.

"I think it’s a good idea."

"Coming back only on weekends already feels short. If the two of you were nearby, it would be easier."

Arwen finally released his nipple with a soft, wet sound and rested her chin lightly against his chest, looking up at him with a small, satisfied smile.

Cynthia’s expression softened. She leaned in again and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Then we’ll start looking."

Klein’s arm tightened around both of them, pulling the two women a little closer in the warm water.

"As long as you’re both comfortable with it and it doesn’t put either of you at risk."

Arwen’s fingers traced idle circles on his stomach beneath the surface.

"We’ll handle the risk part," she said simply. "You just keep getting stronger and coming home in one piece."

Cynthia nodded against his shoulder, her body relaxing further into him.

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After the bath, Klein was sitting at the dining table with a laptop open in front of him, wearing only a pair of shorts.

The soft glow of the screen lit his face as he scrolled through reports of [The Hollow Crown Tower].

The Hollow Crown Tower was one of the weird towers.

It wouldn’t let anyone above age 22 enter. So only rookies could enter, which made the tower hard to clear because they were usually weak.

It was the tower Erica told him to clear for a better reward.

[A/n: It was Chapter 123]

From the kitchen, quiet sounds of cooking could be heard.

Arwen had changed into a tank top and shorts, her black hair still damp and loosely tied up while she prepared a late meal for the three of them.

At that moment, Cynthia walked downstairs, completely naked.

Her dark skin caught the warm indoor light as she walked down without any hurry.

A few damp strands clung to the sides of her neck and the upper curve of her breasts.

She glanced toward the kitchen first "Smells good."

Arwen looked up from the counter and her eyes swept over Cynthia’s naked body once, "At least put on underwear if you’re going to walk around," she said dryly.

Cynthia’s lips curved into a small, unapologetic smile.

She ignored the comment and walked straight toward the dining table.

Stopping beside Klein’s chair, she leaned down slightly, her bare breasts brushing close to his shoulder as she looked at the laptop screen.

"You are researching about Hollow Crown Tower?" she asked, reading the title.

Klein’s eyes flicked sideways for a brief moment, looking at the uninterrupted view of her naked body before returning to the screen.

"Yeah... I am thinking of entering the tower."

Cynthia reached out and firmly pushed the laptop aside, sliding it toward the far end of the table until the screen was no longer in front of him.

The soft scrape of metal against wood was the only sound for a second.

"You can enter the Tower when you’re twenty-two. There’s no rush. You’re still twenty-one."

Before Klein could reply, she placed both hands on the edge of the dining table and smoothly lifted herself up onto it.

She sat directly in front of him, completely naked, and then raised both legs.

Warm, smooth skin brushed his shoulders as she settled her calves on either side of his neck.

Cynthia leaned back slightly on one hand for balance.

With the other hand, she reached down between her spread thighs, using two fingers to gently part the soft folds of her pussy.

The pink inner flesh was already slightly glistening under the warm indoor light.

She looked down at him with a small smile.

"How about you research this first?"

Cynthia’s voice dropped a little lower, "You’ve been staring at that screen long enough. I’m right here."

Before Klein could respond, footsteps approached from the kitchen.

Arwen walked over with a dish towel still in one hand.

She took one look at the completely naked Cynthia perched on the table and, without any hesitation, delivered a firm slap to her bare ass.

Plak-

Cynthia jolted in surprise, "Ah-!"

Arwen looked down at her with a flat expression.

"Don’t interrupt him. He’s seriously going into the Hollow Crown Tower tomorrow. Let him finish researching."

Cynthia turned her head toward Arwen while rubbing her ass slowly.

Arwen gave Cynthia’s ass another light, warning pat before glancing at Klein. "You can play with her after you finish what you’re doing. The Tower isn’t something to take lightly."

Cynthia slowly lowered her legs from Klein’s shoulders and closed them, her white hair falling over her bare breasts as she shot Arwen a look.

"...You’re no fun when you’re being responsible."

Arwen only shrugged and turned back toward the kitchen.

Klein leaned forward and pressed a slow kiss to the soft skin of her abdomen, right below her navel.

Cynthia’s breath caught quietly, and before she could say anything, his hands settled on her hips and he pulled her forward off the table and straight onto his lap.

She sat sideways on his lap and placed her hands on his shoulders for balance.

Klein reached past her and pulled the laptop back in front of him, adjusting the screen so he could still see the reports on the Hollow Crown Tower.

One arm wrapped loosely around Cynthia’s waist to keep her in place while the other arm returned to the trackpad, scrolling through another report.

Turning to him, she asked "Are you going to the Tower soon?"

"Tomorrow,"

Cynthia’s body tensed slightly against him "...Tomorrow?"

"You’re only twenty-one. You can wait until next year. By then you’ll be even stronger, and you’ll have a much better chance of clearing it cleanly. There’s no need to rush into something like the Hollow Crown."

Klein glanced at her with a smile "I’m confident in my abilities."

"Confidence is fine," she said quietly, "but that Tower has incomplete clear records for a reason."

"People stronger than even third-years have gone missing inside it. Waiting one more year won’t change anything important."

Her gaze lowered slightly "Well... I know that you have memories and your past life and powerful abilities, butstill..."

A soft sigh escaped her lips as she snuggled into him.

"...Just come back," she muttered against his neck. "That’s all I’m asking."

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