Warmth washes over me late at night as I wrap my arms around the body of a naked woman.
The Minister of Combat.
Her body presses softly on mine, as she rests her head on my chest while giving me a longing, passionate gaze.
We have spent all night indulging in our carnal desires, but it appears that she still desires more.
Such incredible stamina.
The body which I possess cannot keep up.
Still, she desires me greatly.
I can see it in her emerald eyes—the strong desire she holds for me, the only man who could best her in combat.
'Well, there is also Kalakuta…'
"What's going on in your head?" She asks me, playfully poking my cheeks while giggling softly.
Sometimes, her very feminine traits almost make me temporarily forget what a battle fiend this woman truly is.
However, I am not one who is so easily fooled.
Regardless, I tell her the truth.
"I was wondering if you would have gone for Kalakuta instead of me. He is much stronger and could also best you in combat."
