207 – Spirit-2
When Leo returned to Reinhardt from the East, he had a small wish.
His biggest goal was to win the duel for the first time, but apart from that, he had a wish in everyday meaning.
Sipping a drink after becoming an adult.
He said that when he was young, he wanted to keep his promise, even for himself.
“Leo.”
Yes, it certainly was.
“Uh… Uh uh.”
“Why is that…?”
Until Ariasviel gets drunk.
She must have been the one who didn’t budge even after being hit by her paralyzing poison that would knock out an elephant.
With only one or two glasses of whiskey, Ariasviel was half unconscious.
“Why… What do you have to do? Just what…”
Leo sipped his glass without even making eye contact, as if he was embarrassed to deal with the drunk Arya.
Actually, I had nowhere to turn my eyes.
The skin reflected in her white one-piece nightgown was dyed pink, and the laces slowly flowed down as if to show off her well-ripened inner flesh.
“…Ehehehe… Leo is also blushing…”
Aria giggled at Leo’s blushing face, perhaps not knowing how Leo felt. Even such a weak laugh was like a clear and clean picture to Leo.
“Only you will do it.”
Perhaps he was ashamed of such feelings, Leo deliberately continued the conversation bluntly. If I made a mistake here, Satan could explode right here.
“…Leo Mani… Angry…?”
Aria looked at Leo’s planting with a shrunken look at the attitude of tick-tick.
The muffled pronunciation and twisting of the tongue according to intoxication stimulated men’s protective and destructive instincts.
“Or… Leo is tough…?”
“I’m not particularly angry. It’s not that hard.”
As if he couldn’t win, Leo comforted Aria without paying attention to her title.
Anyone could help but feel softened when a warrior who would normally be called a combat weapon behaved like a cute little animal.
“Lies! Thum!”
At her reassuring words, Arya shouted and puffed out her cheeks. Even though all her senses were dulled by her drunkenness, Arya was able to detect the lies in Leo’s words.
“…To lie, I…”
“When Leo is in trouble… Always…”
Arya remembered clearly even though she was drunk.
Leo always says it’s okay with a sad smile when times are tough.
I didn’t feel even half of what Leo had been through, but I can tell.
Those were wounds that could never be healed.
“…Yeah, it’s actually not okay.”
At her questioning about her aria, Leonardo looked at her aria as if he could not overcome it.
“What kind of man in the world would be okay with seeing a woman with her breasts out like that?”
To embarrass her aria, Leo pointed to her exposed breastbone in her aria and said.
If you get a little flustered, you might be able to change the subject, and if you’re lucky, you might even be able to stop drinking.
“…Then do you want to see more?”
But Arya’s answer was beyond imagination.
“Poo-sup…! What?!”
Alcohol spews from her mouth. I was in a good mood at best, but that one word broke my drinking.
If she had been a little more sober, she would have replied straight away, ‘Yes, thank you.’
“Should I show you my breasts? If you feel like you’re going to be cheered up… It’s okay if you’re Leo…”
Ariasviel said that and quietly lowered the strap of the dress. Even though he was drunk, his white flesh like white jade stimulated Leo’s blood.
“It’s okay, whatever is okay! Don’t let people be careful…!”
Leo hurriedly fixed Arya’s pajamas and covered her with a blanket. If he went on like this, he felt like he was going to lose his reason and get involved.
“…Leo, I’m hot…”
“Then don’t do that. Seriously… I know someone puts up with it because they like it.”
The temptation of such a defenseless Aria was an unbearable hardship even for Leo. It would be much easier and easier to get out of the succubus queen’s orphanage.
“…Leo is very angry with me… You’re angry…”
Arya wept a little while sweating a little. Just by looking at her appearance, her tone reminded me of Leo playing a child.
“…Honestly, it was pretty good.”
Leo didn’t bother reading the aria.
Even if she hid it, it was only the cornerstone of Aria’s aegyo that would stimulate her desire again.
“Because of you, it’s hard to get drunk even after a good drink.”
It was a forced anger, but half of it was sincere.
Arya got a bit drunk and accidentally used the Holy Blood Art instead of the normal Sacred Art, but Leo was sipping her drink and periodically purifying the alcohol that entered her body with the Divine.
If she gets drunk on herself, there will be only males and females in full bloom.
It meant that only two healthy couples, a man and a woman, who would not be strange to mate at any time would remain.
“…Sorry…”
Aria was completely in tears at Leo’s anger.
“Really… I was wrong…”
Even when I was a child when I was scolded by Gladio and Silica, I had never been so teary-eyed.
“Missing wife… I’m tearing up… It’s all because of me…”
That’s when I saw Leo for the first time.
“…Aria? You…”
Ariaspil crying.
Tears fell like raindrops from her blue eyes, which in her memory had never laughed properly.
“…My wife…My child… I ruined everything… Leo’s scars… All of my life I… Someone like me… I don’t like it either. I can…”
Sadness is deeply cut by the bitter taste of alcohol. As she couldn’t even pronounce it properly, Arya continued to tear up and vomit her apples.
From the mistakes she made to the forced parts, Arya continued to repent. It’s so sad to see her.
“Aria.”
Leo held Aria’s hand and sat down with her one arm. Even if it wasn’t her alcohol spirit, a warm and cozy warmth permeated her whole body.
The cold sadness that fills up with empty feelings melts in Leo’s warmth.
“Do you know how unlucky you are?”
While Aria was still shedding tears, she sighed and lightly threw her head.
Damn…!
“Quang…!”
Contrary to her usual voice, Arya let out a cute moan and grabbed her forehead. She was kind enough, but her forehead was sore from the alcohol.
“If my life is ruined, what is ruined? You unlucky b*tch.”
Leonardo did not stop his work even when he saw Aria in pain. I couldn’t bear to apologize in such a way.
“…Leo, Leo…”
“Did I tell you? I am the person in the world who hates being pityed by others.”
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A tantrum welled up in my chest just by looking at the sympathy mixed in that apple.
“Why did my life ruin because of you?! Uh?! Uh?!”
I don’t know if Leo was already drunk at this time. Because he was excited to suppress his drunkenness with his divinity, and his boiling blood quickly purified his drink.
“…That’s it… Because of me, Leo is forbidden to fight…”
“You are funny. Why is it because of you?”
For Leonardo, that was an even more upsetting interpretation. Such excessive self-consciousness only fueled Leo’s anger.
“That was my will, I decided. Then, shouldn’t I be responsible for the wounds and pain caused by him?”
“…But…”
“What is it? Did you even threaten me with a knife?!”
Weird emotions intersect.
Obviously Leo is angry with himself, but for some reason, he feels more at ease as if he received warm comfort than at other times.
Although he was hazy from the alcohol, he was sure that none of his words would have touched Leo more than his anger.
But
“…Leo is the hardest.”
Arya couldn’t help but think so. From the point of view of a girl in her twenties, she couldn’t even fathom all the pain of middle age that she had to face in hell for over 50 years.
“…Because we couldn’t solve the demon lord properly…”
If you think that these are Reinhardt’s own failures, it’s like a sin piercing his chest like a sharp dagger.
“…”
At that, Leo didn’t say anything for a while.
“…Ha, why is this part the same?”
Leo looked at Aria like that and repeated the first playthrough. The moment when the iron fortress-like genius collapsed overlaps like a scene.
At that time, he clearly said this.
“Is the fire the fireman’s fault or the arsonist’s fault?”
“… Huh?”
“If a fire breaks out and kills people, it’s the arsonist’s fault. Because the one who set the fire is that bastard.”
It was natural.
Because causality and cause are in that existence.
“But when people die in a fire, it starts with the firefighters. After all, the firefighters were trying to save people from the fire.”
Firefighters who set out for volunteer purposes are often criticized by the public. He deserves a lot of scolding for one mistake that he failed to do his job.
“…But that’s what I have to do…”
Arya understood the metaphor.
“Did you even beg God because you wanted to be a hero? Rather, I want to directly ask why I sacrificed so much! Know?!”
It was forced, but not logically wrong.
Arya Spiel never thought of wanting to become a hero himself.
She only took responsibility because she had the power.
For Leo, not being able to meet Aria at the time was a regret.
“…So… I was a bit confused…”
Leonardo hesitated for a moment to see if his excitement had subsided, then looked straight at Aria and said.
“Aria, you are not the kind of person to be criticized so much. In the first place, from your point of view, it hasn’t even happened yet.”
As he said that, she lightly stroked Arya’s head. She had always only seen her long hair, but even her short hair had its own texture and charm.
“Because that is that and this is this.”
Aria finally stopped crying. In her mind, she thought she was going to cry more, but she had long since drunk even her tear ducts.
“…But… A proper apology…”
“…Then…”
Leonardo spoke softly without even looking at Aria’s face properly.
“If I go on a trip later…”
The self-talk was even bigger than that.
“… Huh…? Travel…?”
But Arya definitely heard. He said the word travel clearly.
“…Cha, don’t get me wrong! It’s not like a honeymoon! It’s nice to see you too, even though I just went there while training!”
No one said it was a honeymoon, but Leo made an excuse by denying it to himself.
“…Yeah, but… That sounds too rewarding to me…”
Arya also returned properly to her honorifics, which was a wakeup hangover.
To the extent that you can see how embarrassing this apology is.
“Then take this opportunity to tell me about everything you did wrong.”
As Aria’s tone faded, Leonardo took out another bottle she had prepared. This one was slightly stronger than the previous one.
“…Wrong…?”
“Originally, when we go to a drinking party, we unleash the old things in our hearts and confirm them. And you say you’re sorry for me At all, let’s definitely solve the problem right now and go.”
If the future Leonardo was a kind and tidy knight and gentleman.
Leonardo of today showed off the appearance of a rough yet bigoted warrior and rebel.
“…Ah…Yes!”
Aria thought that Leo like this was good too. So she thought, and she filled her glass with her drink.
But Arya didn’t know.
“…Heeep…”
Arya’s drunkenness has gotten worse due to the s*x blood battle that has already been imprinted on her.
“…I mean…”
“Oh, but drinking too much…”
“I was secretly collecting Leo’s shed hair and discarded nails…”
At that confession, Leo’s expression freezes.
“… Huh?”
“It’s such a waste that I don’t even know… Ehehehe…”
Arya didn’t even notice Leo’s confusion and she laughed out loud.
“…And when Leo was little, he even dreamed of wet dreams by putting pictures and other pictures in a pillow…”
“…Eh…?”
Leo’s alcohol energy is completely chilled even without using divinity.
“I know I did something wrong… I know I shouldn’t masturbate myself… I can’t stand it… hee hee…”
Originally, even if you get married, secrets that you would hide even to the grave flow out of your mouth.
Perhaps because Leo asked her to tell her what was wrong, Aria revealed her own shady desire without hesitation.
“… I used her breast bandage instead of Leo’s blood bandage… And put Leo’s arm through the goal…”
“Wait…! Wait for a sec…! What is that…!”
Leo was taken aback by the fact that he went in a completely different direction from what he thought was wrong.
What he thought was to see if he was hiding any information he had left out of his meeting or his secret…
“…And…”
Arya didn’t know if she had given up her instincts to alcohol, she drank the whole bottle down her mouth.
“…When I slept with Leo, I secretly lowered my pants because it was so fragrant…”
“Get off…?”
Leo unknowingly swallowed his saliva and was worried about what was said behind his back. Could it be that there is more to it?
Aria smiled and looked at Leo’s lower body.
“I sucked Leo’s baby juice. Ohhhhh.
Fluffy…
Her confession of lust and estrus ended in Aria’s sleep as she fell into a state of intoxication.
“…Uh…”
Leonardo could only think of three things.
‘…Why didn’t the future me do it with Aria…? And…’
‘Could it be that Arya had this kind of personality in the first playthrough? Is she that ice-cold guy?’
‘Or is Aria like this now because of the future me…?’
It was a night where I would rather lose all her memories from a hangover.