Mature Content Warning: Cursing, a little swearing, and needy girls in need.

Author's Note:

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Chapter 8: I Did Not Bake It For You.

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The soft sound of gentle kisses trailing along a man’s chin did not echo far, but the sound still existed. The beat of a girl’s heart might not be heard by a human ear at a distance, and yet that heart did still beat. When that girl was the one who so gently kissed that man’s chin was the possessor of that beating heart, it might beat just a little faster. Such a thing occurred now inside a small rented room. Two lips kissed one chin; two hearts beat a little faster than they normally might beat.

“So, my name is Shaia?” asked the girl sweetly. The Caesg clutched at her new master, as though she was fearful that he might suddenly disappear.

“Is that a name that you would like?” Scott had been uncertain what to call her if she did not have a name. He had decided that since she was a shy sort of person, a name that sounded similar to that would be best. Also, it sounded like a pretty name for a mermaid.

“It sounds pretty...” said the girl. She spoke the name a few more times, tasted it on her soft pink lips.

She pressed her head to his neck once more and snuggled close to him. It was a trying time for the girl. Crystallim handled recovery from the Nightmare state differently. Shaia was a girl who needed to know that there was someone solid and stable there for her. At the moment she could be seen as the definition of dependent.

Scott ran the back of his hand gently along the side of her face and she made a cute little noise. He did it again and she kissed the side of his neck then clutched at his side with her fingers. She was far too innocent. In her presence, the hunter felt like he was a dirty sort of person.

After a few minutes passed, Shaia softly asked, “Who is the other girl on your arm?”

“Ah, you noticed her?” asked Scott.

“Yes, right away...” said Shaia.

Scott kissed her on the forehead and the Caesg made a sweet noise and clutched him a little tighter. “Her name is Flora. She is an Alraune and she is your new sister.”

“Sister...?” asked Shaia. She nuzzled his neck and then a timid smile crossed her lips. “Will she like me?”

“I’m sure she will. Are you ready to meet her, yet?” asked Scott.

Shaia was quiet for a moment and then slowly, she nodded. Scott felt her acquiescence. She was shy, but ready to meet her new sister.

Scott concentrated on the green Crystallim core for a moment then called out, “Flora!”

A green flare of light was all it took for the room to gain a third occupant. Flora, as beautiful as ever, turned quickly toward her master, a smile upon her lips. That smile died slightly when she saw him wrapped in the arms of a fishy lover.

“Hello, master.” said Flora.

Scott smiled at her and stretched out a hand to her. “Hi, Flora. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes.” she said, before muttering something Scott chose to pretend that he had not heard.

“Flora, meet Shaia. She’s your new sister.” Scott gestured to the mermaid clutching at his torso.

“Hello, Shaia.” said the Alraune gently. She held tension in her shoulders, but otherwise she attempted to sound pleasant.

Shaia sniffed a little then nodded. “Hi...”

The Alraune tilted her head to the side and then allowed her mild jealousy to wane a little. She noticed the body language and the overall timidity of the girl clutching her master. “It is nice to meet you.”

“It is?” asked Shaia gently. She looked at Flora for the first time. A small smile threatened to rise up on her lips.

“Yes... Is there room for me on the bed? I am a little cold.” said Flora.

Shaia nodded but did not move. Flora would have to make do with the other side for the moment. Scott said nothing as the girls began to get to know each other.

Flora slipped into bed on her master’s right side then cuddled up next to him. Her vines slowly crept up and began to wrap around him in a gentle, but possessive manner.

Shaia noticed what was happening. She was confused at first but then she had a flash of insight. “You are like me, aren’t you Flora?”

“Hmm?” asked the Alraune as she tightened her vines slightly then tugged on Scott just a little.

“You want to curl around Scott and never let go...” said the Caesg.

Flora did not speak immediately. She slipped a leg over the top of Scott’s legs and then slid as closely to him as she could. When she did speak, she said, “I feel better when my vines are clinging to something supportive.”

Shaia giggled softly then nuzzled the side of Scott’s neck. “Me too.”

Flora grumbled a little then leaned forward a little further and tried to work her head into the space between Scott’s neck and right shoulder. She nuzzled him there as best she could.

Scott smiled and slipped one arm around to hug Flora close. She smiled softly in response then kissed him on the neck.

Shaia noticed the favorable attention and a small pout appeared on her lips. She kissed him on the neck as well and then tugged him toward her just a bit.

Flora waited a moment. She did not tug or pull on him. Instead, after everyone had stopped moving and the room became quiet, Flora loudly proclaimed, “He ate me out.”

Shaia’s eyes widened. Slowly her face turned bright red and she buried it against Scott’s neck. The victory had gone to the Alraune, this time.

Scott glanced over at Flora and she snuggled against him again. He realized that he would not be getting much done for a while. He had to admit that the Alraune girl had a good head for tactics and strategy. She had unleashed a one-shot kill strike with precise accuracy.

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It was mid-afternoon, but beneath the shadows of the gigantic buildings the brightly burning sun might have been nothing but a myth. Scott, free of the luscious prison that had held him for most of the day, steadily made his way toward a new destination.

Earlier, after the girls had finished their sweet power play, Scott had discussed the future with them. They had both decided that it would be worthwhile to be with him and to hunt down Nightmares, to free those girls from their prison. He knew that it was more out of a desire to spend time with him and to be looked on favorably, than to help the other girls. Yet, he did suspect that they both did want to help the Nightmares as well.

Due to their desire to help him in his work, he decided that it would be best to take them for official training. Hunting was dangerous, but training could help them gain a few quickly levels and to develop their special abilities. Honestly, Scott could use a bit of training as well.

He stopped in front of the Heartspire gymnasium, a place that he had frequented during his off-hours while in the military. Scott walked inside and a round of greetings was sent his way.

“Hey, long-time no see!” called an overly muscular man with close-cropped hair.

“Jack, man, how are ya?” called Scott.

The owner of the Heartspire gym was a retired hunter who specialized in training the younger generation and their Crystallim. While Scott had learned most of his textbook information during classes, he had learned about far more important things from Jack. The fact that he had been able to maintain his calm and centered sense of self when confronted by crying girls and sensual power plays could be attributed to the training he had undergone in this gym.

“Great as always. I see your arm has that special glow, and bright at that.” said the gym owner. Jack strolled over to Scott and clapped the younger man on the shoulder.

“Yeah, finally got my license and started working to build a few friendships.” said Scott.

“Right, good. Remember that in the future. Even the most heartless and sadistic bitch you meet in the wilds is basically just a girl looking for a friend. You’ll go far, or die trying.” said Jack.

“I’d rather do the first one.” said Scott.

Jack squeezed Scott’s shoulder in a show of overtly masculine friendship then dragged him through the room. “You know Eina has missed you.”

“I bet... She probably just missed tormenting me for hours on end.” said the novice hunter.

“With her it’s pretty much the same thing.” said Jack.

Out of a nearby doorway, a loud feminine voice cried out, “Harder! Faster! You’ll never get there if you don’t give me more!”

Scott glanced at Jack and the man shrugged. They walked through the gym lobby and entered the side room.

A beautiful blond haired girl wearing a skin-tight uniform shouted at several girls who were engaged in various types of training. The girl walked over to a blue-skinned girl with a set of antennae growing from her forehead. “Faster! Pedal faster! Your master is going to die if you don’t get your fat blue ass over to him in time! Move it!”

“Yes, Mistress Eina!” cried the girl. She pedaled as fast as she could but her stationary bike went nowhere.

“You, pink slut! If you can lift your tits, you can lift that much weight!” Eina harassed another girl nearby.

The girl with the bright pink hair seemed to be on the verge of tears but she sucked it up and cried out, “Yes, Mistress Eina!”

“She hasn’t changed.” said Scott.

“You expected her to? It’s been four days.” said Jack.

Scott laughed at the man. That was true. It seemed like a life-time ago, but it had only been a few days since his last visit.

Eina happened to glance their way and she frowned. She moved quickly to stand in front of them, her twin blond pig-tails fluttered behind her like a battle flag. “So, you finally return you lazy bastard.”

Scott grinned at the woman. “Calm your tits woman. I’m just visiting.”

“My tits are calm! Wait one moment.” she said.

She turned to the side and casually strolled over to a black haired girl who had scythe-like protrusions coming out of her elbows. She snatched the girl by the hair and yanked her head back, forcing her breasts to arch into the air. “Climb faster, or I’ll climb you!”

“Y-yes, Mistress Eina.” said the girl. Once she was released the girl pumped her legs up and down rapidly against the gravity pads she was using as a stair climbing surrogate.

Eina returned to Jack and Scott. She started to say something loud and authoritative, but she stopped just as soon as she started. Her eyes locked onto Scott’s forearm and her mouth closed. Her eyes began to shimmer softly and she looked up at him. “You’re a hunter, but you didn’t come for me?”

“I can’t afford your contract yet, you know that.”

Eina jumped forward and grabbed Scott by his shirt. She pulled him close and then said, “Work faster.” before kissing him hotly on the mouth.

Jack rolled his eyes then shook his head. “Eina, you’ll give the poor guy a heart attack.”

“If he has heart issues, he should do more cardio.” said the girl.

She leaned forward and whispered into Scott’s ear, “I’ll be off work in a few hours. Please tell me you want a private training session.”

Scott smiled at her. “Sure, but can I be the man this time?”

“We’ll see.” said the girl. She smiled warmly at him, the first friendly gesture she had made toward anyone for most of the day.

“Is that her boyfriend?” one brave soul whispered near the back.

Eina’s left eyelid twitched and she turned toward the gossiping girl in the back. “If you have time to gossip, you have time for push-ups! Push!”

The bat winged girl cried out in panic and then dropped down and started to do push-ups. Eina surveyed her domain and snorted. “Lazy, lazy, lazy!”

“Did you know that she recently took up baking?” asked Jack.

Scott looked to the man and shook his head. “No. Did she? I wonder why?”

Jack looked at him with a disbelieving expression. “Come on, man. We both know why.”

Eina glanced over at a girl who was struggling to do a pull-up. She strolled over to the girl casually and said, “Is this all you’ve got you weak waste of space?”

“I’m sorry...” The girl started to cry. She had given it everything she had, but she could not find the strength to go on.

“You will be sorry when you’re hanging onto the side of a cliff while some Nightmare takes your master by force.” said Eina casually.

The girl shook her head, but she tried to do another pull-up. It was too hard.

Eina snorted, “You’re too weak to do anything about it aren’t you? You’re just a flabby little girl with saggy tits.”

The girl sniffled then looked down. She did not say anything in response.

“It’s fine, you weak little lazy sow. When your master cries out in ecstasy a few times while all you can do is listen in, you’ll understand the truth.” said Eina.

“Y-you’re just being mean...” said the demotivated girl.

Eina leaned forward and softly said, “When your master has been violated dozens of times, she’ll make him say who he loves most and he’ll cry her name.”

The girl shook visibly. That had struck a nerve inside of her.

“She’ll make him forget you even exist, all because you’re a weak little blob of goo and tit-fat that can’t do a simple pull-up.” said Eina.

She threw her head back and cried out, “Uu-ooh! The hell she will.” Immediately afterward, she surged upward and dropped downward three more times before hanging limply.

“Good...Good. Run laps now.” said Eina.

The girl dropped to the ground and her body collapsed in upon itself. Where there had been a girl, there was now a blue puddle of slime.

“If you’re going to lie there like a little puddle of goo, then do push-ups!” cried Eina.

The goo flexed a little in an almost imperceptible up and down motion. She was exhausted but she still tried her best.

Eina glanced around at the room and all of the girls were working hard. She nodded once, casually, and then returned to her associates. She stopped in front of Scott once more then placed her hands upon her hips. “So, you managed to pussy-foot your way through the licensing test? How many times did it take, three?”

“Got it in one.” said Scott.

The Crystallim snorted at him then looked to the side. “Not like I care. I was just asking.”

“Right.” said Scott.

“Didn’t you bake him something, Eina?” asked Jack.

The girl gave the man a death glare then said, “I did not bake it for him. I had extra ingredients and made a cake.”

Jack laughed at her openly and she frowned. He was the one guy she could not legitimately order around in this place. He was her current owner after all.

She looked away from them both. “You shouldn’t tell this idiot things like that. He’s stupid enough to believe it.”

Scott sighed. “And here I had hoped it was true. Ah well... Guess I’m not special to you after all Eina.”

She snapped out, “Who’d think you were special? You’re fat, and you’re stupid. I bet you haven’t done anything but have sex with your whores for the last few days.”

“They aren’t whores, Eina. They’re my friends, just like you.” said Scott.

She snorted then turned away from him completely and looked toward the opposite side of the room. “Who said I was your friend...”

“My mistake.” said Scott with a smile upon his lips.

The girl was quiet for a moment, but then said, “So did you want a slice of cake or not, you idiot?”

“If you made it, then yes.”

“Of course you do. Fat boys love cake, don’t they?”

“Yep.” said Scott.

Eina snorted but a very slight tinge of pink crossed the bridge of her nose. She strode forward and snatched his hand.

She turned back to the exercising girls. “You fat bitches work or I’ll be back, and I’ll be unhappy!

“Yes, Mistress Eina!” cried every girl in the room. They had absolutely no desire to disappoint their battle mistress.

She jerked Scott forward through the door and he followed along. Jack tried to fight back a laugh, but he was unable to stop it from happening. It was always fun when Scott came to visit. He followed them out the door.

The trio ended up in the kitchen near Jack’s private quarters. Eina dropped Scott’s hand like it was a diseased rat then calmly called up the room’s internal MISS system. A lop-sided and strangely decorated cake appeared on the kitchen counter.

Eina gestured at it. “See, a cake.”

“I see. It’s definitely a cake.” said Scott. It looked more like someone had tried to decorate a dog turd, but it was definitely supposed to be a cake.

“Well, have a slice.” said Eina. She pointed at the knife sitting nearby.

Scott cut off a piece of the aberrant creation and smiled at Eina. She huffed loudly then turned her head.

He took an experimental bite, but expected the worst. Strangely, it was reasonably edible. “Not bad...”

The girl whirled back to him and cried out, “Not bad? I spend my precious time baking you a ca-”

Her voice froze up before she could finish her sentence. Her face turned bright red and she made a strangled noise. She recovered quickly, but the damage had been done.

“So, it was for me, huh?” said Scott. He casually took another bite of cake and she glowered darkly at him. Her gaze promised worse things than death.

Scott slowly licked icing off of the knife while looking at her. He considered it a personal victory when she made another little noise and looked away. She could be a difficult girl to like, but he’d learned to accept her abrasive nature. She was like any other Crystallim. She just wanted to be strong and find someone special.

Jack smiled at the interplay between them. He was technically her owner, but they had no real chemistry beyond that. Most of the girls left on his team were either old friends, or young Crystallim who needed to find a good situation. There was little physical intimacy involved with most of them, especially Eina.

“Who said it was for you! I never said that!” she cried.

“Sounded like you said it.” said Scott.

“You hear nothing but lies!” she said with a threatening growl.

Scott smiled at her in a friendly manner that infuriated the girl. “If that’s the case then everything you said is a lie... so you think I’m hot, smart, and baked me a cake.”

She turned so red that she looked like she was about to explode. “You... You...!”

He looked at her, that infuriatingly calm smile still resting upon his face. “Me.”

She could not stand it anymore. She gripped him by the shirt and growled out, “Stupid, boy!”

Scott casually leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Eina’s eyes widened in shock, but she did not pull away.

Jack looked on like a proud, if strange, father. His kids grew up so fast these days. Was it incestuous that he considered both Scott and Eina to be like his children?

“Sweet girl.” said Scott softly.

“Stupid... Who is sweet?” murmured Eina, before she placed three fingers to her lips.

“Obviously I was still tasting the cake.” said Scott.

She snapped out of her temporary stupor then glared at him. “Are you saying my cake is sweeter than I am, you fat bastard?”

“Well, it never called me a fat bastard.” said Scott.

Eina glanced at the cake. “It doesn’t want to motivate you.”

“You do?”

She looked at him for a moment then turned away. “Be quiet. The noise that your face makes annoys me.”

“Ah, I was going to confess my undying love, but I’ll just keep it to myself.” said Scott.

Eina made a strangled noise then coughed. “Do what you want...”

“I think I will.” said Scott.

She huffed once then folded her arms across her chest. She did not say anything, however. Eina waited for a moment then looked back and saw that Scott had moved over to talk to Jack. She frowned slightly at his abrupt change in conversation partner.

“Ah, I see. You wanted to talk about setting up a private training schedule.” said Jack.

“Yeah, my girls need to receive proper training, and earning experience here might be best. I need to train my skills as well.” replied the hunter.

Eina glanced from one to the other then snorted. “Well, if you’re going to ignore me I will go back to work.”

“Give ‘em hell, Eina.” said Scott.

“Such a hard worker.” said Jack with a wink.

The Crystallim growled then clenched her fists and stormed out of the room. The guys watched the beautiful, but volatile girl leave then went back to their conversation.

“She’ll walk on air for a few days now.” said Jack.

Scott rolled his eyes, but said. “She’s a sweet girl, when she’s not an angry girl.”

“True, but what about your girls?” asked Jack.

“Ah, one is very sweet but has difficulty trusting. The other is very sweet, but timid.”

“I see, so they both need a confidence course?” asked the muscular man.

“I would say so.” said Scott.

Jack scratched his chin for a moment. “I assume they are very low in level, still?”

“Both are level one.”

Jack let out a low whistle then nodded. “Alright, they are not ready for Eina. You could try coming by the gym tomorrow at around eight hundred.”

“We can do an assessment and maybe put them on a training course that suits them. Do they have any special conditions?”

“Shaia is a Caesg.” said Scott.

“Ah, a mermaid. She’ll need a water course. She is the timid one?” asked Jack.

Scott nodded. “Yes, she is a very nice girl, but she does lack confidence.”

“Right, alright. Come by in the morning. I’ll get you sorted out.”

“Thanks Jack.” said Scott.

“If you want to thank me, scrape up five hundred gold credits and buy Eina.” said the man.

“Well, I have five.” said Scott. He grinned when the older man released a loud groan.

“I guess she can stay here a while longer, but you kids were meant for each other...” said Jack.

Scott snorted at the man. “You just don’t want to get woken up at dawn anymore.”

Jack nodded. “Yes, that too.”

The men had a good laugh about that. Eina was known for her determination and desire to be a strong as possible. She was a naturally gifted trainer, which was a common trait for the Amazon Battle Mistress breed.

“So, how do you like it Scott? Is life as a hunter all that you dreamed of, so far?” asked Jack. The man called up a few chairs and he gestured for his guest to sit down.

Scott sat down on the hard wooden chair then said, “So far, though my team needs training. This ninety-day period is a good idea. I can see why limiting hunters a little is good.”

“Ah, already feeling it, huh? It’s not like the games and movies that people enjoy. Crystallim have a lot of emotional needs, and those needs have to be met first and foremost.”

Scott nodded to the man. “I like both of the girls who I am teamed with, but they could use a little toughening up. I suppose I could as well.”

“Have you bought them any equipment, yet?” asked Jack.

“Not yet. I am trying to get to know them better first, and I want to see if they truly want to help me in my work.” said Scott.

Before Jack could respond, Scott asked, “Does that make me cheap?”

“A little, but it also makes you smart. Crystallim have different needs and desires. They are no different than humans in that way. Not everyone wants to fight. As a hunter you’ll need fighters and combat supporters more than anything.” said the gym owner.

There was a short lull in the conversation, but the silence was punctured by a loud cry from the training area. “Take that biscuit dough you call an ass, and move it faster! Move it! Move It!”

Scott laughed a little. Eina was always enthusiastic about training.

Jack chuckled as well. Then he said seriously, “Four hundred ninety-five. Do you have it?”

Scott grinned at the man. “Still just have the five.”

Jack groaned again. “She’ll make me eat leafy green vegetables and put me on a schedule for the rest of my life.”

Scott patted the man on the shoulder. Poor guy, a busty warrior woman wanted him to be the best that he could be. His life was terrible.

“Crying? Are you crying? Of course you’re crying. Fat bitches always cry!” came another shout from the training room.

“Four ninety-four?” asked Jack.

“Five?” asked Scott.

The man eyed him like a dangerous serpent for a moment and then sighed, “Don’t tempt me. She’ll let you eat cake at least...”

“She won’t let you have any cake, Jack?” asked Scott curiously. That did not sound like Eina.

Jack groaned again, “You heard her. Fat bitches always cry. I’m her master and she would still chase me around and demand that I work out an extra hour for every slice.”

Scott smiled at the man. Jack did love his cake. Life with Eina had been good for him. She was like the bitchy daughter he had always needed. The gym owner had always been in really good shape, but now he looked like someone had sculpted him out of stone and did an amazing job of it to boot.

“What about the rest of your family?” asked Scott.

“Kidda took the little ones out to train in the highlands. Gris-Gris is resting after burning off her eyebrows last night.” said Jack.

“She burned off her eyebrows?”

“Yeah, she took up alchemy or something. Magic and chemistry might be a powerful combination, but I’d rather keep my eyebrows intact.” said the man.

“I’m surprised Eina did not go with Kidda.” said Scott.

Jack smiled at him then waved one hand in the air and shook his head. “Isn’t it obvious why she didn’t?”

“Maybe...” said Scott.

The massive man laughed softly. “The girl has it bad. I still don’t know why. She sees a lot of people, but you caught her fancy.”

“I have an idea about why, but you’d probably punch Me.” said Scott.

“You didn’t molest my little girl, did you?” asked Jack playfully. He had no concerns about that. Eina was a B-Rank, tier three, Amazon and over level sixty. Scott would have been turned into a meat paste if he had done anything too unwelcome.

Scott nodded to him. “Yes, a little. It was right after the renovation. I had not gotten used to the new layout yet and walked into what I thought was the training room.”

“Ah, the old training room is the girl’s locker room.” said Jack.

The novice trainer nodded. “I know that, now.”

“So, what happened?” asked Jack.

Scott laughed a little. “I walked in and saw Eina naked. She... Did not take it well...”

“Yeah, she does not like anyone to see her naked unless she’s fighting.” said Jack.

“Well, anyway she gave me her death glare and screeched about how I was a pervert, and then stalked toward Me.” said Scott.

Jack leaned in, intrigued by the story. “Oh, how did you survive?”

“She demanded an apology and an explanation. Of course, she held me in the air with one hand and had the other cocked back ready to punch a hole through my man-junk if she did not like what she heard.” replied the hunter.

Jack nodded. “So, she accepted your apology?”

“Sort of, I was a bit intimidated by her, to be honest. Yet, she was so beautiful and she had a slight blush on her face so I was a little confused.” said Scott.

Jack narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to the side. “What did you do?”

“I told her that I was sorry that I saw her naked, and said that no one ever should.” said Scott.

The man nodded briefly then stopped, “Wait, how did she take that? She has a certain kind of personality...”

“She shouted and shook me a little while demanding that I tell her why no one should ever look at her naked.”

“Yeah, that sounds like her. What did you tell her?” said Jack.

Scott shrugged then said, “I wasn’t sure what else to do so I tried to play it off with flattery. I told her that a man who stares at the sun might go blind.”

Jack quirked his eyebrow upward, but said nothing. He was curious about what happened after that, however.

The hunter laughed a little then shook his head. “That made things worse, of course.”

“Of course.” said Jack. That much was a given when it came to Eina.

“Anyway, she shook me a few more times then demanded that I tell her why looking at her naked would make a man go blind.” said Scott.

Jack laughed and slapped his thigh. “I knew it! What happened?”

“Unable to think of anything else, I told her that she was so pretty that a man might never be able to see anyone else after he saw her in all her glory.” replied Scott.

Jack released a low whistle. “Laid it on a little thick, huh?”

“Yes, but she let me down.” said Scott.

“Just like that?” asked Jack. He had a suspicious tone in his voice.

“Well no. She turned bright red and started telling me in detail about how stupid I was. Then she grabbed my hands and made he feel her breasts so I could know the thing that I could never have.”

Jack grinned at him. “Ah, so she went that far?”

“Yeah, but I decided to keep with the thick and sugary stuff. It seemed to be working toward my survival. I told her that I would treasure the memory, always.” said Scott.

“Oh, wow. How did she take it?”

Scott shrugged. “She turned bright red again and told me I was the stupidest, stupid, fat stupid that was ever stupid. Then she smacked me a few times and started to cry.”

“You made my Eina cry?” asked Jack in a dangerous tone. Apparently it was fine to fondle their breasts, but never make his girls cry.

“Yeah, I apologized and started to leave but she grabbed my hand and shook her head. She didn’t want me to go, yet.” said Scott.

“Really? She reached out to you like that? She still has trouble doing that with me or Kidda.” said Jack.

Scott nodded to the man. “Yeah, I sat down next to her. She asked me ‘Who asked you to sit next to me?’ So, I stood up again to leave and she hopped to her feet and demanded to know who had told me that I could leave.”

“Yeah, you had already gotten under her skin by then. She sounds like she didn’t know what to do.” said Jack.

“I asked her what she wanted me to do, and she told me to shut up. Apparently no one would want anything from a stupid fat bastard like Me.” said Scott.

Eina’s aggressive feminine shout erupted once more. “Squeal for me pig! Squeal like you love it!”

A soft squealing sound could be heard from the training room. The men shared a look then smiled at each other.

“So, basically you saw her naked, groped her, and told her something sweet?” asked Jack.

“Yeah...” said Scott.

Jack’s fist rocketed out with speed and precision that was far beyond anything Scott could have hoped to dodge. The meaty ham hock of a hand, slammed into Scott’s shoulder like a wrecking ball and the man was knocked clean out of the chair.

Scott did not bother to get up but he did glance over at Jack. “I deserved it.”

“Yep.” said Jack. There was no disputing that fact. Scott had molested his little girl and made her cry. Worse, he had not told him how he had done it and Jack had been forced to eat leafy green vegetables for months. He had no interest in Eina romantically, but he did have an interest in cake.