"Yu? Are you awake?" (Lydia)

Through the silence of the night, Lydia's voice resounds nervously.

"What the fuck kinda question is that? If I was asleep just now, then I most certainly wouldn't be anymore after that!" (Me)

I notice how Lydia shifts quiet soundly inside of our bed. I open my eyes, annoyed at the fact that I was nearly asleep.

Moving my head to the right, I see how Lydia looks at me with her beautiful black eyes. A few strands of hair cover her face, making her look messier than she usually does.

"I want to talk." (Lydia)

"Wanna talk about how we ended up in one bed again, even though we have a whole mansion at our service?" (Me)

"We can't help it. After our talk with Mother and Prima was over, it was already nearly nighttime, but we still had to look like a couple. So we have to sleep in one bed." (Lydia)

"Thanks for the summary of the last few hours." (Me)

A second of silence interrupts our dialogue, before she starts speaking again.

"Yu?" (Lydia)

"Yep, still here." (Me)

"You know, this past year was really fun." (Lydia)

"Sure, if you leave out the fact that I nearly lost my body to an unknown entity and was meanwhile nearly cursed to death, it was fun." (Me)

'Wait, I kinda know this scenario.'

"When we first met, I thought you were just a perverted asshole, and to be honest that opinion didn't change." (Lydia)

"Oh, so this is what we're gonna do now? We're gonna fight?" (Me)

"The incident in the dungeon, where I nearly died and you saved me." (Lydia)

Her nice smile now changed to a genuine laugh.

"Our everyday-life together, as annoying as it can be that you always put me in these weird costumes." (Lydia)

"I put a shitload of work into them, you know?" (Me)

"And then there is still the fact that you always made fun of me and bullied me without a reason." (Lydia)

She changes her position again and now lays on her back.

"I should really hate you for all those mean things. I really should..." (Lydia)

Her hand moves to her chest and grips it tightly.

"Nevertheless, I don't know why, but this feeling in my chest won't stop." (Lydia)

'Wait, is she gonna say it right here?'

Even through the dark night, I can see how she blushes with a slight, nice smile on her face.

"I-I think..." (Lydia)

Her blushing intensifies.

"I think I..." (Lydia)

'COME ON! JUST TWO MORE WORDS!'

SHE'S GONNA SAY IT!

"Lo-" (Lydia)

Suddenly the door opens loudly.

"Excuse me!" (Mother)

'OH FUCKING HELL!'

"MOTHER?!" (Lydia)

'AS MUCH AS I LOVE SEEING A BIG TITTIED OLDER WOMAN IN HER NEGLIGEE (which is nearly see-through), THIS WAS THE PERFECT FUCKING MOMENT JUST NOW!'

"I'm incredibly sorry, sweetie, but I need to borrow your future husband for a second." (Mother)

"BUT I WAS JUST ABOUT TO-" (Lydia)

"YEAH! SHE WAS JUST ABOUT TO-" (Me)

Her mother approaches me incredibly fast and drags me out of the room, by the collar of my own pyjama.

'I'm being incredibly nice not to rip her arm off right now. Incredibly nice.'

She enters a random room, after about 5 minutes of running, and sits me down on a chair, finally letting my collar go.

I look around me.

Nothing special about this room again. Seems like, even thought his house is quite luxurious, the rooms are scarcely decorated.

"Mother? May I ask why you have disturbed our slumber?" (Me)

She closes the door behind her gently and turns around, her tits bouncing while she's at it.

'Just that ain't gonna make my mood better.'

"Please, call me Nia." (Mother)

Her voice sounds extremely seductive.

"I'd rather not. That would open up wounds inside of my heart, which I don't want to remember." (Me)

(Author's note: Yes, I love Gurren Lagann, and you're gonna see a lot more references to it. Brace yourselves. For anyone who hasn't done so yet, go watch it.)

She approaches me with graceful steps, her hips swaying every time she takes one.

"I have called you here, on this beautiful night, for one reason." (Mother)

"Excuse me? Did you just say "called"?" (Me)

Her fingertips go up my left thigh, ever so slowly. Her face closes in on my ear until I can feel her breath.

'That's still not enough to appease me.'

The distance between her face and my ear is now only a matter of centimeters.

She tones her voice down, until only someone in the immediate vicinity could hear it.

"I want you to take me." (Mother)

'That... that might be enough... TIME DO DIG IN!'

NOW HOLD YOUR HORSES MY FRIEND!

'What?'

What about your promise? What about the disgusting shota action?

'COME ON! LOOK AT HER!'

Her mature face is completely flushed and she breathes heavily. A slight lick over her lips nearly makes me lose all reasoning.

'SHE'S HORNY AS FUCK AND I'M AS WELL!'

Tch! I didn't want to use that, but you leave me no choice...

'What can a screen d-'

Would you really rather lose your virginity here with an older woman, or a few years later in an orgy with all of your heroines?

'...'

Her lips leave my ear and travel to my cheeks, on their way to my lips.

"I have to refuse. My heart belongs to Lydia." (Me)

She abruptly stops.

"Fufu." (Mother)

And starts laughing.

"Fufufufufu! Do you really want to let such a rare chance slip through your fingers?" (Mother)

"As sad as it may be, yes." (Me)

'God, it hurts my heart.'

"Fine then! You passed. Seems like I can really entrusts her to you." (Mother)

"So it was a test... I should've known..." (Me)

'Thanks Screeny.'

I got you, bud.

"Yes, excuse me for making you go through that test, but I had to see if you really were in love with her. It's really baffling how you could resist me, even though I consider myself as quite the beautful woman." (Mother)

"Don't understand me wrong, please. You're incredibly beautiful, but I wouldn't choose anyone over Lydia." (Me)

Awww

"Fufu, you're quite flattering." (Mother)

'How was that flattering?! You called yourself beautiful just now!'

She takes the seat opposite of me.

"May I ask why I had to be tested?" (Me)

'Although I already have the general idea.'

"I guess, since you passed, I can tell you about it." (Mother)

Her face suddenly becomes serious, which is quite the contrast to her see-through negligee.

'Fuck, I can't concentrate because of her...'

"My little future husband, I have to tell you that Lydia has not always been that strong and independent." (Mother)

'STRONG AND INDEPENDENT?! WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?!'

"There was once a time, when Lydia was very sensitive, but still closed her heart off of everything." (Mother)

'And there we go. Time for another backstory.'

"Her whole childhood, she was isolated from her peers. She didn't fit in with the nobles, since she wasn't as snobby as them, but also didn't have friends among the peasants, since she had a different social standing." (Mother)

'...Another outcast, huh?'

"Me and her father had too much to do at that time, so we weren't able to console her in any way. She endured and endured, with only her big sister at her side." (Mother)

Her teasing, secuctive smile changed to a wry one.

"She would always put on this farce of a smile, never showing her true colours, until recently it seems. Every time I see you laugh with her, she seems so happy. I really want to thank you for that." (Mother)

"There's no need for that. I do it out of my own free will." (Me)

"No, I really need to thank you for it. I don't know what would have happened to her if she went on like that. It must be hell to always have a mask on, never showing anyone how you truly feel. Sealing away all the bad emotions inside of yourself, without anyone to rely on. Being so alone... I can't even imagine it." (Mother)

"Yeah... me neither..." (Me)

"And then... you came to her rescue, I think. In all those years, since she was a teenager, she would always either put up a show fitting her social status by flaunting with it, or just be silent. But every time she's with you, she seems to genuinely have so much fun." (Mother)

She stops for a second.

"That's why, I want to entrust her to you. Please don't leave her. I don't know if she could cope with that..." (Mother)

She kneels on the ground with her face touching it.

"Yeah, I won't let her experience that. Not her." (Me)

I take Mother's hand and pick her up.

"Thank you." (Mother)

And this is the moment where everything goes batshit crazy again!

"No problem. Oh yeah, just one more question: Is that guy behind you, cloaked in black and ready to stab you, also part of this test of yours?" (Me)

"No." (Mother)

"Didn't think so." (Me)

I point my finger at him and-

"Bang!" (Me)

He drops on the floor like a log.

"Oh my, that really surprised me. How fortunate that you were able to stop him." (Mother)

I touch my temples.

"Yeah, but that wasn't it, yet." (Me)

*KYAAAAAAAAAA 2x*

"You weren't the only one who was targeted." (Me)