Enix's heart went pittar-pattar, his breath started to hasten as though he was jogging down a mountain.
The harsh, prickling sunlight shone down through the window and provided the dim room its scarce illumination.
With a throbbing heart, his bony hand moved forward and pulled back the drawer.
And there it was! Filled with goodies of all colors and style.
"Hehehe!" A claw seemed to strain his heart, and his hastening breath made his blood bump twice as fast.
With quivering hands he dug into the goodies and brought back a single piece before slowly nearing it to his face and... sniff!
He took a long, deep breath.
'East says no to not them! The west sings praises of them!! Who are they, guess you? They are but our precious pantsu!'
Throwing out a cheap rhyme, Enix gasped greedily while sniffing the scent wafting out from it.
Due to reasons very few knew, Enix had found himself even more restricted, in the last half a year.
The occasional blind eye that Mugam did on his escapades had all but ended since the library incident.
But in turn of more stricter and harsher living conditions, he had, but at least, one benefit and that was the library. Since, unlike his sister, he was not allowed out of the house at any cost.
He had obtained a private nanny who was responsible for staying with him almost 24/7, in case of Mugam's absence, and an anytime supervised permit to the library.
But of course, he did more than that, typically.
Like right now, when he was engaging in something he had dubbed training regime. A training regime for strengthening his heart! And balls... quite literally.
And his training had been rather effective, the fact that he could maintain consciousness in such a lecherous state of self was proof enough.
But, today, there was something more in store for him.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of the bathroom door shuffling open and light steps encrouching out.
Enix felt a jolt run down his spine, with stiff movements, he turned his neck and stared at the... 'Heaven! This is heaven!'
Enix felt something explode inside him, and his heart go crazy with pleasure. His blood coursed as if though it had dogs behind it.
With dripping silky black hair and a tall slender body, her juicy peaks tumbled about as she walked forward while drying her hair, she was lost in her mind with her eyes shut.
Enix felt something rush to his throat, 'My training shall save me!' Enix clenched his fists and prepared himself like a soldier about to march in war.
With a hawk like gaze, he first took in the sight of her milky tits and her erect, healthy pink nipples. He swallowed hard.
Then he watched the water drops sliding down the sides of her boobs and circling round her small belly button.
His breath hastened as he leered lowered, at the misty lips like the petals of a rose, and then he realized, 'Marvelous! I can die in peace.'
Gushing out a fountain of blood from his mouth, Enix collapsed down, swooned.
An infinite explosion of red clouded his closed eyes, alternating to the darkness that had stopped haunting his sleep after the whiteness.
***
A little while later, the giddy Fria, excitedly chatting away about some match between two swordsmen while sitting at the stiff faced Grius's shoulder, entered the house.
Not finding the overbearing silence odd, unlike Grius, murmured aloud, "When will I get to train in things I wish to train in?"
"Young mistress," Grius looked around with a sharp gaze, "You are still but too young for any sort of training. True you are an extordinary individual, much like your brother, but you still can't train for anything yet.
"All you will achieve through that is marring your childhood." Grius commented. Closing his eyes for a second and sensing the surroundings.
"Marring my... childhood?" Fria iterated with deep eyes.
"Young miss," Gruis's voice quavered, "Something seems to have happened to the young master!"
Fria's body shook, falling down from Gruis's shoulder and palling at his hand, she cried, "Quickly, take me to him!"
Like a bolt, Grius jumped straight from the first floor to the third floor and entered Fria and Enix's room.
As the two bolted in, one prone to stiffness through duty and the other wrenched by worry, they saw Enix giggling while sweetly chatting with Mugam as she patted the moist pad she had placed atop his forehead.
"Enix!" Fria jumped down Grius and dashed forward.
Her face flashed a myriad of emotions as she saw a few maids standing still but ready to dash at any of Mugam's command.
And Mugam herself as she forced out a smile while seeing her.
"What happened to Enix?" She asked, jumping atop the bed with her dirty shoes and disheveling the plain white bed sheet by dragging her knees across.
Mugam heaved a sigh and caressed Fria, "He passed out again."
"How? What happened?" Fria inched her face closer to his, her quivering pupils peering straight into his dull eyes.
Enix chuckled and shook his head, "I don't remember. Though it was nothing serious, I presume."
'Like hell I can tell you what happened.' As the memory resurfaced again, Enix felt his body get hot once more.
Hearing his words, deep creases pulled down on Mugam's forehead. She flicked his forehead gently and retorted, "Don't lie... you were off on your little mischief again. What were you doing in the servant's quarters."
'Training!' Enix replied cooly in his head and pretended to frown, "Servant... quarter?"
"Young master seemed to be looking for something in the drawers." Suddenly, Enix's heaven, and latest deep-rooted fantasy, stepped forward and commented.
'Aw~ Houre, how I want to pounce on you!' Enix grinded his teeth as he saw his nanny step up and bow slightly.
"Looking for something?" Mugam's head tilted.
"Yes, he was opening the drawers... do forgive my insolent conjectures as I have no proof." She bowed again, maintaining a stoic face.
As Mugam's hmm drew Fria's eyes. Enix suddenly peaked at her bowing stature and felt his mouth get watery, 'Shit... I might fain–'
'...Suspicious!' Enix's giddy mood broke, his heart knocked against his ribs, he felt his body that was being dipped in boiling water get plunged into ice as he saw her return his peek.
Their eyes met and she quickly lowered her flustered gaze while leaving Enix to sweat terribly.
"It is fine... your help is appreciated. If not for you, I don't know how long Enix would've been left in that state alone. You have my gratitude." Mugam bowed her head.
"Ma-Madam!" Houre skidded back, her face pale. She quickly threw herself to the ground and cried out, "Please madam, do not lower your head as such, I am unworthy."
"No, you are a very capable person, Houre!" Mugam smiled and beckoned her to stand.
As Enix stared at Mugam's back as she knelt down, and as she made Houre stand up, and instinctively compared the two's various assets, he was drawn out from his frightful thoughts and a flash of a realization hit him, 'Imbalanced!'
His face crunched oddly, as he saw Mugam's plain ass in comparison to her plentiful boobs, whilst Houre had been blessed both assets selflessly.
'I am imbalanced! Due to my mature mind and young body... I am imbalanced! That is the cause of all my issues. And me being born premature just added to that!'
After a little while, as Mugam dismissed everyone and sat beside Enix and Fria, listening to her daughter speak ardently of some intense fight, the door suddenly opened and Juggu walked in.
His cold gaze passed all three of them before settling atop Fria, "Fria," He voiced softly and gently, "Come here." He waved with a smile.
And, unperturbed, she did so. Lifting her in his arms, as Juggu was about to close the door, Mugam asked in curiosity, "Where are you two going?"
Juggu, directing a plain face toward his wife, answered, "Some father and son business. Don't worry."
As the door started to swing close slowly, Mugam stared with dulled eyes, "Father and... son?"
The door closed, and Fria's pouting face as she sized her mother got blocked from Mugam's sight.
Mugam's flesh shivered and she hurriedly zoomed toward the door and cried out, "Juggu!"
Her voice quavered like a leaf in a storm, making him pause and turn back.
Having earned his attention, Mugam spoke, slowly, meekly, "Juggu... Enix passed out again today."
A frown carved out on his forehead and falling in thought for a second, he nodded and started to walk away, "Have Gruis get him examined."