Faon lay on Night Lei’s lap, feeling much more at ease, and finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.
The sensation wasn’t enough to trigger any physical reaction.
Still, the softness of her thighs, the faint fragrance so close to him, and most of all, the way half her body nearly filled his field of vision—
So even though he was supposed to be resting, he couldn’t actually fall asleep.
To keep himself from overthinking, Faon deliberately closed his eyes.
Night Lei, feeling him resting on her lap, smiled faintly, her actions growing a little bolder.
She gently stroked his face, though she didn’t go any further.
For her, being able to touch Ang’s face was already enough.
Because as a semi-succubus, every touch felt almost like a kind of “profanation.”
Faon felt her cool, small hand brushing his face.
It felt a little strange, but since it was comfortable, he didn’t say anything.
‘It’s normal for siblings to touch each other’s faces, right?’
That was his instinctive thought.
Seeing that he hadn’t fallen asleep and didn’t object, Night Lei smiled and continued, asking something more personal.
“Ang, you didn’t seem very relaxed today… Last night with Miss Evalyn, wasn’t very harmonious either, was it?”
The faint restlessness deep within her body, though subtle, was enough to stir suppressed emotions.
So she wanted to probe his thoughts.
‘After all… if it was a request from Ang—the “god” in her heart—she wouldn’t be able to refuse.’
“I…”
Faon opened his eyes at her words, but after a moment of hesitation, he still didn’t speak.
“What’s wrong? Still shy about talking about this?”
Night Lei’s voice was gentle, her touch becoming even softer.
“It’s okay… you can take your time. I said before, you can come to me to talk about anything. Even though discussing this near the Church is embarrassing, and this era doesn’t really allow it, as a semi-succubus, I still think you should take this seriously. It’s for the harmony of your married life.”
Her gentle tone carried a natural sense of allure.
Faon hesitated.
He was indeed troubled by this matter, but what pained him most wasn’t the lack of synchronization with his wife.
It was her cautious expression when she asked about it, and how someone as conservative as her was willing to learn other methods for his sake.
Yet the faint restlessness deep in his heart twisted what should have been a simple “discussion” into something else, making it even harder for him to speak.
Night Lei noticed his hesitation.
Lying on her lap, he looked genuinely troubled.
“It’s okay… I won’t tell anyone, not even my sister Night Night. I just want to understand your life with Miss Evalyn. Maybe our kind can help somehow?”
A strange thought made the desire deep within her burn even stronger.
After struggling for a while, Faon still didn’t speak.
Instead, to change the subject, he joked, “But Night Lei, you’ve never even been in a relationship.”
“Hmph.”
Night Lei lightly poked his face and let out a soft snort.
“I just want your married life to be more harmonious. This is all for you.”
That playful charm, unique to a young woman, added a hint of mystery to her role as an “elder sister.”
Faon even felt a slight itch in his heart.
Meanwhile, Night Lei, inexperienced in such matters, felt a bit shy discussing this with a man in broad daylight.
“I can roughly guess… Miss Evalyn can’t quite keep up with your strong body,” Night Lei said with a smile, hiding her embarrassment.
She began stroking his hair instead.
“I think you could try weakening things a bit—lower your stamina to her level first.”
“How would I do that?”
Faon asked.
“For example… doing some exercise beforehand, or using other methods to expend some energy first?”
Her suggestion was somewhat vague.
“But… what exactly should I do?”
Faon paused.
He hadn’t considered that direction before.
But after her reminder, he realized his wife had similar thoughts.
Still, he didn’t want to trouble his wife, and such methods would also drain her energy.
“I’m not sure about the specifics,” Night Lei admitted.
“If I enter Succubus State, I’ll become much more sensitive and understand more. And I haven’t experienced it myself… I think if I go through it once in that state, I’d learn a lot.”
She spoke with a cheerful smile, her words carrying a subtle hint of temptation.
Faon understood what she meant, but didn’t say it aloud.
He simply sighed softly.
“Let’s think about it long-term.”
“It’s okay… no matter what, my offer still stands. I mean… I’ll always be here if you want to talk things through slowly.”
Night Lei’s voice was gentle.
Faon sat up, took a deep breath, and said sincerely, “Thank you, Night Lei.”
Even though he hadn’t gained any practical solution, just talking about it made him feel much better.
“It’s nothing. It’s what I should do. You can think of it as… repayment? Or maybe just an older sister’s duty?”
Night Lei smiled.
“But why did you get up? Was my lap uncomfortable?”
Faced with her direct question, Faon felt a little flustered.
“Of course not… your lap is very comfortable. That’s why after lying there for a while, I felt… very comfortable.”
Even he thought that sounded a bit strange.
Night Lei narrowed her eyes slightly, licking her lips, which had become a little dry from speaking.
After finishing the rest of her tea, she said, “Is that so? That’s good.”
—
Meanwhile, at Faon’s home, Evalyn had no idea what had happened.
She hadn’t received any message from the receptionist either.
She and Night Night had just finished lunch.
After cleaning up, they sat on the sofa chatting.
Their conversation mostly revolved around adventurers and the Magic Academy.
Speaking of which, Evalyn had never been there.
Most of what she knew came from letters and her husband’s stories.
Since Night Night had arrived late, their meal had been slightly delayed.
And since Evalyn hadn’t expected her visit, if she were alone, her mealtime wouldn’t be fixed.
After seeing her husband off, she didn’t have much to do, so she returned to her old hobby—drawing portraits of him with different expressions.
For example, the “longing” expression he had the night before—while drawing, she couldn’t help but hesitate over whether to sketch the scene she had captured that night.
Fortunately, Night Night’s knock had interrupted her.
As they chatted, Evalyn suddenly asked, “By the way, did you just come over to have lunch with me?”
“Well… that’s part of the reason.”
Night Night, who had been smiling, suddenly stiffened.
She had actually come to tell Sister Falin about that matter.
But when she thought about being able to go home together with Mr. Faon first… she couldn’t help smiling foolishly.
So she had hesitated until now, even finishing the meal without saying anything.
“Then is there something you wanted to tell me?”
Evalyn asked instinctively.
Night Night lowered her head, avoiding eye contact, and spoke softly, “I came to tell you… about the thing we discussed before… my sister and I both agree… so I came to let you know. We’ll follow your idea for the method as well…”
“My husband already told me yesterday,” Evalyn said, immediately noticing why she had lowered her head.
Feeling a bit displeased, she decided to tease her.
“Then why are you looking down? Afraid I’ll notice some little scheme of yours?”
Hearing that, Night Night quickly suppressed her smile and looked up.
“Sister Falin, I… I don’t have any schemes. I just feel… happy to be able to help you and Mr. Faon.”
Evalyn froze for a moment.
She hadn’t expected that answer.
With her Thoughtful Trait, she actually didn’t fully understand how others thought.
‘No, no…’ she corrected herself inwardly.
‘I’m just temporarily using them… I can think about it later once everything is over.’
She quickly shook her head.
“Alright, alright, I was just teasing. I understand what you mean.”
“Hehe.”
Night Night tried to nod and smile, but couldn’t quite suppress it, making her expression a little stiff.
“What kind of face is that? If you want to laugh, just laugh. It’s not like I’m stopping you,” Evalyn said with a smile.
Only then did Night Night nod properly.
“Oh right, do you want to become a mage in the future?”
Evalyn asked.
“Ah… Mr. Faon said I have talent in Magic Power…”
Night Night replied softly.
“Then how about trying drawing? I heard from my husband that in the early stages, mages need to train Concentration. Drawing is a great way to do that,” Evalyn suggested with a smile.
There wasn’t much to do that afternoon anyway, and she had already finished her husband’s portrait.
At the same time, this would give Night Night a legitimate excuse to come into contact with her husband.
“…Okay.”
Night Night nodded with a smile.
Evalyn stood up to prepare, not realizing that as things progressed, her mindset was already quietly changing.