In the early morning, gentle sunlight shone into the room like fine, flowing sand, soft and mild, without the harsh glare of the noon sun.
On a large bed big enough for several people to lie on, Roland, Sephiria, Meluria, and the others slept beneath the same quilt. After being apart for so long, once they were reunited, they naturally had to properly enjoy married life.
At the head of the bed, Roland slowly recounted his experiences in Universe 11. Sephiria and Meluria rested beside him with their heads propped up, quietly listening, while Emma had returned to her normal human form and mischievously burrowed into Roland's arms.
She tilted her head up, her watery eyes seeming ready to ripple.
To be honest, after their strength had reached this stage, they often had to go out for training, so separation had become a common thing. Fortunately, those in the Godly Sequence possessed long lifespans, and they had gradually grown used to this kind of life.
After briefly describing his experiences, Roland asked, "How have Fia and Noa been during this time?"
Meluria revealed a sweet smile. "They're doing very well. Their strength has been steadily improving, and Tights usually takes care of them."
Roland nodded after hearing that. "Then I'll have to reward her properly."
Sephiria reminded him, "Tights's constitution is very ordinary. Don't break her."
"I won't. I'll take special care of her."
That so-called care was naturally anything but ordinary.
Sephiria rolled her eyes at Roland, but she said nothing. They were all old married couples, so there was nothing that needed to be avoided.
Roland chuckled. One hand slipped beneath Sephiria's neck and rested on her flat lower abdomen, his fingers gently caressing her as he enjoyed the delicate sensation of her snow-white skin. Mm, very soft