When they departed the cubicle amidst giggles and laughs, Valentine was still there, laying lazily against the edge not sleeping but his eyelids looked as if he wasn't too far away from reaching Morpheus' realm...
The deep tension between the two seemed now nonexistent.
Still, even inside this hotel he couldn't just sleep and leave his guard down, at least not until he thoroughly checked its security.
The two naked ladies came to a stop in front of him while he blatantly ogled... god gave him eyes to see.
Valentine held a deep breath at the beauty of his two partners, especially Vera's since he had already enjoyed Fayette's.
The blonde rolled her hair in a ponytail, her gorgeous self nothing except splendorous.
Vera wasn't too far either, her auburn silky hair fell down her butt and her captivated gaze, her body wasn't voluptuous like Fayette's she just had the right measures for everything.
"You look gorgeous Vera." Valentine couldn't help but exclaim, apparently coming to an arrangement of ignoring her glorious moan.
"T-Thank you, don't stare so much..." Vera didn't cover her body but she did feel a little embarrassed, he had seen her naked before, but she was so dirty that she might as well have had an astronaut outfit.
Their comments remained within the 'friend' realm even as they unashamedly ogled at each other's bodies.
Fayette sighed at all this but didn't say anything and just moved forward and entered the pool, she lay against Valentine while Vera sat beside him, at a right distance.
...
Peace.
No burning forest, no hungry wolves, no greedy perverts or pyromaniacs.
Just some warm water and each other's company.
...
They lay like this for almost an hour when finally Valentine stood up thinking it had been enough, they would stay here for a long time so, surely having another day-long bath is possible some other time, now there are things to be done.
"I'm going to clean the knives and our stuff, after that I will go straight to the room to check how secure that door is, I won't be at ease with just a glimpse of that rubbish wannabe magic..." He reported and they nodded with a giggle.
He got into a shower cubicle with all their things and started to clean them there, forgetting about the rags... they'd rather go around with their bathrobes until they found proper garments than those rags.
...
Silence permeated between them once again.
"Now that I remember, you never told us your story, Vera... Who were you before coming here?" Fayette naturally had a topic to break off this silence, it wasn't an awkward silence, just that they were too relaxed to even talk normally.
"I... It's not important, I was just a common girl from Ukrania" She evaded the story.
"Ukrainian? I thought you were Russian..." Fayette moved to her side and rested her shoulder against Vera's with an inquisitive gaze.
A regular Ukranian wouldn't have a bronze soul...
"Isn't it the same...? I'm from the Russian Empire, the region of Ukraine, there is really nothing more... I was killed by the people that 'employed' me... that's how I ended up here. See? It's unimportant... what about you and Valentine?" She gave a brief answer and immediately changed the subject!
"..."
'That means she's from before Ukraine became independent huh? but why is she so adamant about concealing it? if it's anything dirty... I don't think anything she says can change the way we view her... so why is she so adamant in concealing it?'
Fayette's gaze progressively became sharper and sharper even making her quiver slightly.
"We're both from the future compared to your timeline... as you know." She decided to just let it go, when she's ready to tell them, she will tell them.
"Y-Yeah you told me that before, but... you didn't say what exactly the two of you did" It was now time for Vera to get inquisitive!
Indeed, she's also aware of this 'bronze, silver, gold' matter... and she's curious about them... she doesn't know exactly why would she be considered a bronze.
'Perhaps... Anastasia...?'
She shook her head with sadness, trying to focus on her partner's story.
"I was an army commander in France... as for Valentine... he was a terrorist that frightened the whole world at his time... he killed a lot of innocents, but he also killed a lot of crooks and corrupts but more so he slaughtered plenty of crooks and corrupt bastards..." She looked for the best way to summarize it without making her lover look like a psycho.
A difficult matter.
Hero of Justice? He'd feel offended if she said that.
"W-What? Terrorist!?" Such a gentle and caring man... a terrorist?! It reminded her of Elke, the graceful lady they had buried when she had yet to make an appearance.
Truly don't judge anyone by their looks.
Fayette herself didn't give the commander bibes when one approached her casually, but if you met her on the street she looked more like a crooked lady than a commander, the scars in her luscious body just proved this point.
Meanwhile, Vera's body had minimal scars, they seemed to be more like burning marks than slicing marks, but they were minimal.
...
It was immensely weird for her to see someone with the body of an international model, to also have so many scars.
"Indeed, in the history books of our time, they called him a descendant of Adolf Hitler." Fayette turned her head towards Vera again, paying attention to her reactions.
"Adolf Hitler?" She turned her head aside with wonder only to realise now the mistake she committed.
"It's okay if you don't know him, he wasn't that famous anyway~" Fayette smirked and lay against the pool's edge.
'So you're from before that... interesting.'
"..." Vera felt as if she just got played somehow.
**
**
Inside the shower room, Valentine took out all of the crystals, careful to never let them lay directly on the ground just in case.
He started cleaning all the knives, or the wolf claws to be more exact.
It had been so long, the claws were not completely sharp, some of them were broken despite the fact that they got new ones a month ago.
'We need to get better weapons.' He thought.
If what that woman said is true, then they need to get the best weapons they can possibly get.
Because the superiority demons have in regards to sheer strength is almost insurmountable, no matter how skilled he is, if he's to fight someone that can destroy trees with his fists... he will die.
Needless to say what would happen with Fayette and Vera.
While he touched the knife, he thought deeply about their current circumstances.
Everything is peaceful but it won't last long, he knows that much.
'Lucretia Descartes'
That demoness, she didn't give him a good premonition.
Forget the weird French and Roman combination, she seems to possess no reward whatsoever for privacy and he even doubts she was honest with them.
...
He thought of many things, but his thoughts eventually moved back to Vera and Fayette who seemed to be gossiping in the pool.
When they picked up Vera they weren't expecting much from her, but to think the girl gave them so many surprises.
She was initially clumsy, hard-pressed to kill animals and even humans, but well... if someone knows how to teach anyone to survive it's him and Fayette too apparently, he had been surprised by his girlfriend's survival skills, not only is she a skilled fighter but also a great survivor.
In some way it was expected from someone that was part of the French Ground Army, she had told him that due to being a female her training was harsher and biased, turning her into such a killing machine.
She had been more than a little irritated at the fact that they don't possess any kind of gun, she's skilled with knives and a bow, but she'd obviously have a trusty desert eagle in her waist than an arrow.
'I wonder if we can get guns in here...'
It wouldn't make sense if they could, this is a place created specifically to keep humans low, guns are weapons that could give humans the advantage over demons to a certain degree.
'We will have to look for one, else, I'll just get her a bow and an arrow...'
Valentine yawned, he had been fighting between his self induced lust and his sleepiness.
After a year they finally had some respite, and now that there is a comfy bed and a lukewarm atmosphere after a nice bath, he couldn't help but want to sleep.
But how could he possibly 'sleep' when Fayette is sending him all those signals!?
The shame of falling asleep when your woman wants some action, it never happened to him, and this won't be the first time!
**
**
"I'm finished, I will be going to the room girls, if anything happens, shout... and keep the door closed." He prepared to retreat to the room with his gaze locked on Fayette.
The woman's predatory gaze couldn't be any more clear.
"Alright honey, I'll be there shortly~" She giggled while Vera nodded as well, though she already had an idea of how the events were going to take place.
Valentine left the room closing it with a lock and leaving the two girls who just kept relaxing in the bath, cleaning their hair with their breasts floating above the water surface leisurely.
"..."
"..."
"You're going to stay here for a while, right, Vera?~" Fayette asked with a 'smile' breaking the silence only to leave an even more awkward silence.
"Do I have an option?" Vera sighed and hugged her knees
"No, you don't... an hour, relax here for an hour, you haven't had a bath for a year so surely an hour is not too much for you~"
"An hour!?" She couldn't believe it, does she have to soak here for an hour while they have fun!?
"Wait, two hours... an hour might be a bit-" Fayette thought that it's impossible or the lust to subside in just an hour.
"Are you crazy!?"
"What... is it too low?"
"It's too damn much! what are you, rabbits?!"
"Not yet~"
...
*sigh*
"... Faye... you have to pay more attention." Vera sighed and turned to the side, suddenly turning into
"Oh?" Fayette doesn't know what she means.
"I know the two of you have a lot of tension but... I can clearly see that you're tired and he's too... why not wait until tomorrow...?"
"..."
She knows that Valentine is tired and she is too, but she can't help herself.
They have waited too long for this and the atmosphere is just perfect.
She eventually just sighed in resignation.
"I understand... one hour it is." she smirked shamelessly and stood up, letting the warm water flow through her every fibre.
...
"YOU!"