Me and Reinhard stared hard at Emilia, who was still shivering and hugging herself , unaware of how much her body was on display because of her light cloths. We both felt a cold breeze pass us.. way too cold..
"You...." The unusually cold voice of puck broke us out of our shock. Reinhard immediately took off his damp jacket, and removed his undershirt which was soaked comparable less than the jacket and used both of them to cover Emilia.
"Explain yourself, Rimuru" Puck said in a hollow voice , The ground around him freezing to the point of becoming Ice and the air around me became so cold that it would kill a normal human being with ease , but of course not me.
"Okay it's not totally my mistake, we were going to get to get dirty and wet from the mud anyways, so I just pulled a harmless prank-" puck's cold eyes and bloodlust became more even more visible. Damn cat blaming me for everything.
"And it's your fault! Emilia is a young maiden and you! As her father , doesn't even bothers to teach her about such subject!" I pointed my finger accusing at Puck. He slowed lifted one of his hand , My eyes narrowed, I ain't going down without a fight.
" Stop it, Puck and Rimuru!" Emilia called out for us in worry , she didn't like her first friend fighting with her father at all, They both are precious to her.
She was pulling the jacket and undershirt that Reinhard warped around her to tighter, It was made of soft yet durable and strong fabrics, Water wasn't able to pierce it properly to spread itself. So naturally, it provided a good warmth.
" But he started it , Emilia!" Puck said in a whining tone , completely different from a second ago. But I can feel the barely sensible bloodlust in the air that was directed to me , coming from Puck.
" The darkness of the dusk is settling , the slums is an really dangerous place at such time" Reinhard's tone was serious and his eyes were glaring down at the dropping sun. His perfect abs and muscles being exceptional illuminated by the su-
I stared down hard at his body, He had a well chiselled six packs , and budges of muscles around it as well, they were outline by the shades of his normal muscles around his torso. The muscles were not crazy budging nor barely visible , it's as if they were crossing a line between both of them to achieve perfection.
His chest was rigid, it moving back and forth slightly as he exhaled and inhaled. His breathing was pretty normal for someone who was soaked with a blast of water , It drew me to the conclusion that his clothes were specifically designed for him. His biceps and triceps were perfectly chiselled , width and length utmost as if they found themselves in the most comfortable. I have to say, Reinhard is slightly hotter than Benimaru.
" Agreed" I composed myself before I bend downwards and grab a fistful of mud in my palm , I closed my eyes and splashed it on my clothes, then grab more mud and covered myself more more in it. It was uncomfortable but will work. My clothes lost their shine and pristine and looked dull due to the layer of mud.
Reinhard followed the same process but also drenched his already wet hair in the watery mud. And with splashes of mud on his face , he looked like a wild person with his dull red hair and it overshadowing his eyes.
When it was Emilia turned to get herself dirty, A non-transparent ice wall rose in front of her. Making sure we were unable to see her do stuff with herself.
" I don't trust you , perverts!" Guess it who said it?
" I'm done" Emilia's sweet voice ringed in the area as she walked beside where the end of the wall was situated and walked out of it. Her clothes were heavily stained with mud and she was still wearing Reinhard's clothes which were also dirty and muddy now .
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FanfictionBeing suck into an another world while a tense situation processed in his country wasn't pleasant at all, but what pleasant was the relationships he was building. By some chance , Rimuru Tempest actually was enjoying being away for a while thought h...
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