I finally managed to get away from the absolute bombardment coming from the mercenary girls in the guild.
Seriously, those girls had way too much energy.
The second I escaped from the crowd, I immediately leaned my back against the nearest wall and let out a long breath, like someone who had barely survived a battlefield. Honestly, dealing with armed monsters felt easier sometimes. At least monsters didn't corner you just to ask a hundred questions at once while teasing you nonstop.
I closed my eyes for a moment and sighed again, trying to calm myself down.
Then, almost unconsciously, my hand slowly moved lower.
I touched myself down there lightly while trying to remember the feeling from that dream.
Or... maybe calling it a dream wasn't exactly right anymore.
Because the sensation still hadn't disappeared.
That was the weird part.
