Chapter 18: My hero

"So, will you finally tell me what you meant by finding me?"

I was unwilling to give up on this question. For some reason, I could feel that it had consequences reaching far, far deeper than I was aware of, making me insanely curious and anxious to learn what did Ayda mean with that.

"Didn't I tell you? Master your first push and I will explain everything."

Holding back her moans, the girl kept the jiggly piece of meat in her hands while looking closely at my face. From how she acted, it was clear that Ayda wasn't used to this kind of experience.

And to be fair, it seemed that the girls of this world were pretty similar to the females I knew from the earth. After all, what kind of girl would enjoy holding on to a repulsive-looking worm that broke through all the limits of how big it could grow on earth?

"It's not as easy as you may think it is!"

Pushing the girl's arm away, I couldn't stand the repulsive feeling that seeing this abhorrent worm wiggle in the delicate Ayda's hand.

And just as I attempted to force her away… Something clicked within me. As if I had some hidden muscle, nearly not existing after years of being left alone that suddenly moved. With that spin of this inner force, I could feel my repulsion… subsidising?

Maybe I was slightly paranoid after this girl's warning from two days ago, but whenever a moment like that happened, I would frantically look through the state of mind to confirm that nothing was wrong with me yet.

As much as I wished with my everything to learn the way of saving my mother, I still at least attempted to stay aware of the price I will have to pay for it. On the contrary, Ayda seemed to be insanely happy with how the things went. In one moment, all her repulsion disappeared as she threw that disgusting bug away before washing her hand clean with water from a nearby cup.

"It was supposed not to be easy, but you did it anyway, huh?"

Gracing me with an endearing smile of hers, the girl quickly returned to a place right in front of me. Crossing her legs as she sat, she clearly didn't care about how the short front of her usual dress didn't even pretend to be covering her thighs.

"Listen. I never said that it would be easy either."

With her voice softening and her face melting from excitement to a strange calmness, Ayda raised her clean hand and brought it to my cheek. Staring directly into my pupils with those dimly red eyes of hers, I could feel the delicate her of her fingers caressing the side of my face.

"I can only imagine what you are going through right now, but you need to learn how to take it easy."

With each of Ayda's words, her tone was turning lower while her face continued to creep closer. But even when she appeared only an inch away from my face, I couldn't help but realise one thing.

For me, even something so little was already sensual. With how insanely tired my mind and body were after three months of constant banishment to changing worlds, I couldn't help but get weak to those kinds of attack. Not because they were alluring. But because they finally gave me an excuse to rest.

Over the course of the last two days, I couldn't help but notice this point more and more. While I managed to hold to this point, feeling Ayda's warm breath hitting my neck I had to admit that I was slowly approaching the line. The line where my exhaustion would take the better of me, flipping the priority of some comfort above the life of my mother.

"Listen. It will do no good for you to keep straining yourself like that."

Now, I understood. Maybe it was because we were mingling with our feelings ever since we meet for the first time, but I could clearly see how worried this girl was. Despite not showing it in the outside, there were hints of some kind of terrifying idea flashing in her insanely alluring eyes.

"You wanted to hear about my reasons, about the way in which I called out for you back then. Is that right?"

Now she was already completely serious. Distancing herself away from me a bit, Ayda placed her hands on my shoulders before starring daggers in my face.

"Yeah…"

Slightly shocked with how quickly the events were developing, I could only watch how Ayda's face continued to change from one expression to another before something really threatening appeared on her lips.

A mischievous smile.

Given how loose her limits were when she was serious, I dared not to imagine who she would become when allowing her more fickle nature to take over.

"So let's make a deal."

Suddenly standing up, Ayda looked down on me before reaching her hand out as if expecting a handshake.

"I will tell you everything you want to know and answer any questions that I will be capable off, but you will just take your time to listen while resting. How does that sound?"

This time, no strange wave of particular feeling overwhelmed me. Completely on my own, I raised my hand up, before grasping the delicate fingers of the girl. Thinking about it, now was the very first time when I actually grabbed her hand.

Push.

In the single instant when I was enamoured with how delicate Ayda's hand was, she pushed me back. Without any regard for the safety, she locked her fingers against mine before pushing further and finally forcing me on the bed. Now that my balance wasn't shifted to the back anymore, I could finally react.

"What the…"

Before I could achieve anything or even finish my words, Ayda dropped her entire upper half on my chest, squeezing all the air out of my lungs. Unable to catch a single bit of air for a moment, I was too busy suffocating to even bother thinking about uttering any words.

Yet, contrary to the vivid images that my creativity instantly forced on my adolescent mind, the girl remained completely in place as soon as she wrapped herself around my chest before laying down her head on my arm. As if a kitten sat down on the lap, even after I managed to stabilise my breath, I didn't dare to utter a single sound in fear of waking this cute, fluffy being up.

Swish!

With a sudden strange event, as if the air itself slightly vibrated in place for a moment, a blanket flew towards the bed, only to cover the two of us up. After slightly moving around and rubbing her soft and hot body against my side, Ayda finally found a comfortable position while I, at last, managed to rewire the pieces of my brain in order to make it work correctly.

"What are you trying to do?"

As soon as I managed to spell out the first words of surprise, Ayda's finger landed on my lips. Shutting my attempts at talking with just this single gesture, this damned girl rubbed her head against my shoulder before opening her eyes. Directing her intense stare right at my pupils she finally opened her mouth.

"When I said that I found you… I meant someone who I could not only synchronise with but also clearly capable of both kinds of magic. In other words, if everything that you showed to me allowed me to guess correctly, you are capable of bringing back the original magic from oblivion."

Using the same finger that silenced me a moment ago, Ayda fixed a stray strand of hair that damaged to invade and cover a part of her adorable face.

"If I'm not wrong, you are the person I was looking for through all sorts of worlds. You are the chosen one, as cliche as it might sound. You are the one who could finally solve my problem… My own, personal hero."

Moving her face a bit up on my chest, this unrestrained girl allowed me to see the immense longing that hid in the depths of her eyes. With her hand once again reaching forth for my face, Ayda's eyes suddenly lit up with the same mischief that scared me a lot before.

"I'm not sure if you thought about it, but that thick fluid produced by that worm… It actually has some interesting features now that I think about it."

Suddenly increasing the distance between the two of them, Ayda moved around under the blanket for a moment before sitting down right on top of my crouch. At this point, I could only thank my utter exhaustion for saving me from some spicy and picky comments from the girl. With her flesh directly pressing against the area of my pants, she would have to be either insanely innocent or utterly naive not to notice it otherwise.

"What are you… Why…"

Unable to even form up complete questions, I only managed to utter some incomprehensible words.

"Why? Didn't I tell you? You are my hero. And for my hero, I'm willing to do anything."

Suddenly dropping her left hand down, the same that she attempted to clean off with the water a moment ago, Ayda pressed it against the exposed part of my stomach. In one instant, I could feel a strange warmth spreading through my abdomen.

(I always wanted to do this/AN)

To be continued :D