Report 06: Lightning.
Once Yuuno Scrya woke up the next morning, feeling what was probably going to remembered as the most terrible headache recorded in history, he almost immediately noticed that something was different from usual as he could feel his arm trapped between very warm and soft.
Opening his eyes to scan his surroundings, he immediately recognized where his arm was placed.
Peacefully sleeping beside him, and hugging him like a human sized teddy bear, was probably one of the most beautiful women he knew, looking absolutely adorable as she continued to sleep with a goofy smile on her face.
Sadly, the librarian could not continue to admire the scene in front of his eyes as the woman, probably alerted by his movement, suddenly opened her eyes, immediately letting out a cute squeak as she registered who was her bedmate.
‘Chrono’s little sister can’t be this cute!’ The librarian screamed in his mind as he watched Fate trying to cover her naked body with the blankets as her face started to slowly assume the same coloration of her eyes.
“G-g-good morning Y-Yuuno.” She greeted him once she was able to calm down a bit after taking few deep breaths, blushing again under his stare.
“Ah, good morning Fate…” He replied, realizing that he was still staring, and immediately turning his eyes away from the other blonde. “Sorry…” He awkwardly apologized rubbing the back of his head.
“I…I should be the one apologizing…” The enforcer muttered in a small voice, making Yuuno wonder about what she was talking about, his memories form last night were quite hazy. “I should have not taken advantage of your condition last night…I should have not blurted out my feelings for you…”
As he heard those words, Yuuno’s memories hit him like a sudden lighting, making him remember what happened the previous night.
At some point, after going out from the pub, he found himself divided from his drink buddies, and not knowing what else to do he decided to wobble toward his apartment, and finding himself lost after few minutes since he was not familiar with that area of Cranagan.
Then, as if fate itself wanted for them to meet exactly in that place, he met Fate, who was running an errand for her adoptive mother.
Seeing her childhood friend in that condition, the kind enforcer immediately decided to help him, and at some point during their walk toward his home, seeing that as her chance, she mastered her courage and declared her feeling for him.
What happened next could be easily guessed just by taking a quick glance at the condition of the room.
“No, don’t be.” The librarian interrupted her. “I’m sorry that I didn’t notice before…I guess that I was being dense.”
And speaking of being dense, Yuuno thought that maybe he owned some apologies to Nanoha, he had been as bad as her, thinking for all these years that the burgundy eyed enforcer was trying to cockblock him when, instead, she was trying to get his attention.
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“This is Cupid-1 to Titania, main mission objective achieved.” A certain blue haired mage reported in front of a communication window. “Mission accomplished.”
“Good work you three!” The teal haired ring leader congratulated with her task force in a cheerful tone. “I can’t wait to see my new grandchildren.”
“Wait, wait, wait… are you telling me that this was all planned from the start?” Cupid-3, the sniper of the team, asked in a shocked tone.
“Obviously, who do you think I am?” The team leader snorted with a smug grin on his face.
“Harlaowns… never let you guard down around them.” The last member of the task force muttered as he let out a huge sigh.
Report 07: Duel.
The first thought that crossed Yuuno’s mind that morning, curses toward Chrono aside, was that the pillow he was currently using was not his own.
Still in a mostly dazed stated, he unconsciously moved up one of his hands, finding himself squeezing something round shaped, warm and soft, yet firm.
The young librarian immediately opened his eyes once he heard a soft moan near his ears, finding himself in a situation he would have never imagined to find himself into.
Looking up his green eyes locked with a pair of familiar blue ones, but the usual stoic expression of the person whose ample breast he was using as a pillow was not there, in its place there was a small satisfied smile. That was also probably the first time in which he had seen Signum with her hair untied.
“Scrya.” She greeted him with a simple nod of her head. “It looks like you still have some energy in you after our last night duel.” She added, making him notice that he was still squeezing her other breast.
“S-Signum?” He asked, immediately retracting his hand and crawling away. “Duel?” He then asked with a puzzled expression on his face.
“I have to admit that to possess an excellent sword.” The Blazing General of Fire started her explanation.
“…” Her words only added more confusion in the rebooting mind of the young man.
“Who would have thought that in your condition you could have put up such a fight…” Signum continued her story with a hint of admiration in her tone. “I surely didn’t expect to find such a fine opponent after a rescued you from those three idiots.”
“Eh?”
“I would have never imagined witnessing such a brutal, yet elegant display of swordsmanship.” The leader of the Wolkenritter continued her tale, fixing a hungry gaze toward her confused bedmate. “Your technique and endurance were praiseworthy.”
“Ehm…Signum…?” Yuuno was starting to feel a little scared of her gaze; he was starting to feel like a piece of meat in front of an entire pack of wolves.
“Had I know that you were such an amazing swordsman I would have taken you way before.” The pinkette continued her rant ignoring the scared librarian. “Scrya, from now on I claim you as my sword, and I shall be yours.”
“W-what?”
“Now, get ready, our battle shall resume.” Signum finally declared, moving to stand on top of him, hungrily licking her lips in anticipation of the carnage that was going to begin.
“SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Somewhere else three knights gave a stiff salute toward the sky as the soul of a certain chief librarian started its jurney toward a better place.