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Cassian asked if it wasn't so, licking the tears from her cheeks and playing with his fingers mischievously. Elysia gazed at the finger he had put out in front of her eyes proudly and avoided his gaze.

“Ahh.”

He tilted his head for a moment, seeming to be contemplating something before pressing down on a spot he hadn't touched before.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t found this place yet.”

Somehow it felt like she had lost. Elysia twisted her body as Cassian smiled and flexed his fingers.

“Ah-hahk, wait.”

“Shh. it's okay. Relax.”

“It’s too…”

Tears soon formed in the corners of Elysia's eyes.

“Too?”

Cassian bit into her soft body.

“Cassiaan…”

“It's hard to bear when you cry like that.”

“I kept crying until just a moment ago, what—haa.”

“It's different from crying in bed."

Saying so, Cassian turned Elysia around and brushed her hair away from her immaculate back before he continued.

“I’d rather not see it. I don't think I can now."

Even though she tried to slow down, he thumped low and immediately put his weight on her.

“Ah…!”

A kiss landed on her wing bones, and her body swayed erratically.

“I know it's childish, but there's something that doesn't leave my head.”

“Hu-uht… what?”

“Who do you prefer?”

Elysia turned her head and glanced at him as if that was a nonsense question. In an instant, a tingle of pleasure rushed through her body.

“Huh, wife? Please tell me.”

“What kind of… question.”

Weren’t they the same person after all? However, Cassian, who made her face him, had a serious face showing that he didn't think so.Thɪs chapter is updated by N(o)vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.nᴇt

“I think you like me more now.”

He deliberately teased her and put his hand down, wanting her to feel more.

“Ah…!”

He could have waited for a while, but Cassian didn't even give her time to catch her breath. Elysia bit her lips as she felt them rise again. Seeing that, he raised his eyebrows and made her bit his finger instead.

This was a habit in the past. Wasn't he the one who begged her not to bite her lips before his memory came back?

“I’d rather you bite my finger.”

Mmm. He was going to do two things at once.

Elysia laughed at it.

“It's strange because it seems like I’m with two men.”

“You can tailor it to your liking.”

When she didn't answer anything, Cassian pushed her further, asking her to answer quickly.

“Ah, uht—what is it?”

“Answer me. Ugh.”

Elysia drew in a breath and hugged the man who collapsed on her.

“If you don’t answer, I have no choice but to find out for myself.”

Whispering softly, he flipped over her hair.

“For a little while… rest. Because everything is good.”

Elysia tightened her arms around him, and she added.

“Please don't move and rest."

She thought it wasn't like that at some point, but today she was too sensitive. Cassian returned after finding his memories, so it was natural.

“…Hhng.”

“Be still.”

“I did nothing.”

“I mean, don’t even give it any strength.”

At his words, Elysia slapped him on the back and scolded him.

“It’s just one time.”

“You have to think about what you do every day…”

She let out a long sigh.

“Elysia.”

“…Yes.”

Cassian met her gaze, supporting her with his arms.

“An unbalanced diet is bad.”

Wondering what he was talking about again, she stared at him blankly.

“I think I got eaten in at least five places. Then, shouldn't you eat that much as well?”

Five places were probably talking about where she had sucked his blood. Elysia couldn't find the words to answer him, and she grunted and groaned.

“Well, I hope you're still eating hard… uhp."

“Please stop.”

Eventually, Elysia reached out and put her hand in Cassian's mouth. Even so, he gently seduced her, and she couldn't refuse. The man who knew well how to drag her helplessly seemed to have no intention of holding back.

“Hoo. Is this good? You’re going crazy because everything is so sensitive.”

Who was making him like that, shamelessly saying that? Rarely, a tone came out that reminded her of him from before.

“Please, could you please talk in one tone?”

She was really losing her mind. Exaggeratedly, it felt like being hugged by two men.

“That’s why I've been asking for a while. Which one?”

"Why are you asking me that?! I thought you could do it by… Ah—”

“Ah, as expected, you can’t.”

Cassian moved his body again with a stiff face.

“What is…heup.”

“It makes me feel bad because it feels like you’re talking to that man.”

“What…!”

Didn’t he know now that that man was himself? How could he be jealous? As she thought so, Elysia glared at him, stiffening her body for no reason in confusion.

“It will get better with time. First of all, this seems to be correct…”

“Haa, I understand, so please, slow… slowly.”

If that were the case, wouldn't it be right to unify his habits into one? In one day, the naive appearance changed to the naive pretending.

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Cardel blankly blinked his eyes.

Meanwhile, Elysia glanced at the beaming Cassian, unlike her, then approached Cardel and closed his gaping mouth.

“Moth—no, um, did you decide to stay here now?”

As he glanced at Cassian, he hastily corrected his words, but Elysia replied, running her fingers through her hair that was tied randomly.

“I don't know. Ask your father.”

“…What? Father?"

Cardel raised his eyebrows as he was surprised by those words.

When he gazed at Elysia, wanting to ask if she had accepted that fact, she shook her head to mean that she didn't just accept it. Cardel's eyes, which were still thinking about something, suddenly became ferocious.

“Then what?”

“He found my memories…”

"You can't play such a silly prank on others."

Cardel gritted his teeth.

It seemed that Cardel thought the same as her. Even though she tried to inform him that it wasn't like that, Elysia soon beckoned Cassian to take care of it.

Cassian looked at Cardel, then sat down on the sofa very casually as if it was his own home. He then tapped the seat next to him a couple of times and beckoned him to come and sit down. Seeing that, Cardel closed his lips with a face that screamed, ‘Is he for real?’ and just looked at him.

Cassian smiled, leaning his arm against the couch and resting his chin on it.

“Do you want me to hug you?”

It sounded like a voice that did not contain any sincerity, but the other arm, which was not resting on its chin, was open as if willing to do so.

It was just one word, but Cardel, realizing that Cassian had really found his memory, snapped.

“It’s new. I’m okay."

The tips of his ears were red as he turned his head away from Cassian's gaze. He grumbled so hard and sat next to his father obediently, even with a disgusted look on his face. Meanwhile, Elysia shook her head when Cardel acted like he didn't like her but sat next to Cassian, not across from him.

Cardel followed Cassian very well. So did Cassian.

She even felt sorry for Cardel, who learned magic without learning swordsmanship. However, when the two of them were together, they were either awkward or quarreled, or both. It was more of a pun than a fight, but it was always Cardel's defeat.

It seemed like it wouldn't change even after a long time.

“You showed up so quickly.”

Cassian reached over and ruffled his hair while laughing at Cardel's sarcasm.

“Your hair is very long.”

“Mother likes to touch my hair.”

Cassian asked, looking straight at her after hearing those words.

“If the wife wants it, I will keep my hair long too.”

Cardel frowned at Cassian's tone.

“What's with that disgusting tone, father?”

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