Chapter 433 Hatched

Altas.h.i.+a came very close to Eren and placed her index finger over his chest in an accusing manner before continuing further.

"You are responsible for my rude yet much-needed reality check. Maybe it"s my hubris to try and judge a book by its cover. It"s an old habit of mine from my shut-in childhood. Hehe! It won"t go away that easily.

My loneliness finds comfort in judging people from afar. As it turned out, I was right for most people when I did this.

But I"m glad that you were an exception. You became my eye-opener by being just that."

Eren felt puzzled by what the drunk Altas.h.i.+a was saying. It felt like she was trying to link one small incident with every other scene that had happened to her in the past. But that didn"t deter him from making use of the opportunity.

The butcher placed his hands on her hips and pulled her towards him before bringing his face very close to hers. The tip of their noses almost touched each other.

The butcher could feel Altas.h.i.+a"s warm and long breathing that was now laced with the aroma of the booze. The butcher"s steady breath, which was a mixture of alcohol and Sativa stick, was also felt by the latter. For some reason, that combination didn"t repel the warrior.

"Wha… what do you think you are doing, Eren?"

Altas.h.i.+a asked with a slight stutter in her voice. Her index fingers that she had placed over Eren"s chest were still between them. And she was applying some pressure through that finger as if telling Eren to step back. But the butcher knew that was just for the show. The force didn"t have enough weight behind it for him to think about respecting her s.p.a.ce.

"What am I doing? Hm! That"s a good question. Let"s say I"m trying to get rid of the loneliness you feel. Would… you like to help me?"

Eren asked while maintaining his distance from Altas.h.i.+a. The warrior"s body felt like it was burning as the ale"s effects were beginning to kick in for real. Eren could feel her body warmth increasing as he stroked her waist with both his hands.

"I… I"m not sure, Er…. Eren. What… ah… do… do what you feel is right"

The butcher couldn"t understand Altas.h.i.+a"s speech impediment due to her being drunk or overstimulated. But he understood one thing. That the proverbial iron was hot enough for him to hammer it.

He flashed a gentle smile before whispering in Altas.h.i.+a"s left ear.

"Close your eyes and respond just how your heart wants you to respond."

Eren kissed Altas.h.i.+a"s forehead before continuing. He then lifted his hands and used them to secure her face from both sides before kissing her closed eyelids. By now, her fire-element mana that was excited by the ale was surfacing on various parts of her body in the form of tiny wild flames.

But the girl was too busy doing what Eren had instructed her to do. As a result, Eren started feeling some light burns on his hands that were holding her face. But he didn"t tell Altas.h.i.+a to fix it, lest she snaps out of her current zone.

Eren then planted a soft kiss on Altas.h.i.+a"s left cheek. Then he drew his face away from her to look at her state.

"She wants more. Better give it to her."

Eren thought before deciding to dive right back in. He tilted her face using his hands and adjusted his own according to it before planting his lips over hers.

Altas.h.i.+a didn"t respond to Eren"s kiss at first. But he knew she was too stunned and too drunk to think straight. Plus, her inexperience in the matter didn"t help her much.

Eren sucked on her lower lip before sending his tongue inside Altas.h.i.+a"s mouth. He let his hands roam free on her back while he did that.

The ice broke eventually. Altas.h.i.+a"s hand, which she had used to poke Eren"s chest, changed its position and grabbed Eren"s collar. Her other arm reached for the back of Eren"s head and grabbed his hair.

"Ummm!"

Altas.h.i.+a hummed as she continued to enjoy Eren"s advances on her. They both felt that the senses of time had gotten skewed for them as they indulged in each other"s company.

While things had gotten wilder than Eren had planned, his objectives remained the same. After tasting Altas.h.i.+a some more, he intended to break the kiss. But that moment came sooner when something poked his cheeks.

Roo was trying to poke Eren"s cheek with his beak. The bird didn"t quite get what was going on exactly. But he had come to realize that Eren was not doing something weird to his master. Plus, his mental connection with her told him that she was starting to feel good.

But her thoughts were a mess all the same. One of those thoughts told her to get away from Eren. So when Rood heard that, he got to work. He was anyway sitting over Altas.h.i.+a"s other shoulder from the very beginning even though the pair had forgotten about him.

Eren couldn"t take the bird"s disturbance anymore and finally snapped.

"What is this s.h.i.+tty bird trying to do? Poke a hole through my cheeks?"

Eren"s words finally brought some sense into Altas.h.i.+a"s head as she was pulled back into reality. There was a hue of red on her cheeks that indicated that she could think and be shy for a bit about everything that had happened just now.

But before she could respond to Eren"s annoyance with her demon beast, the demon beast himself decided to address his grievances personally. He felt like his status as a demon beast was challenged when he heard the butcher call him a s.h.i.+tty bird.

"Craw!"

Roo croaked while releasing his demon beast aura. He also added his mental waves into the mix as an added effect. But before Eren could respond to such provocation, someone else did it for him.

There was something in Eren"s s.p.a.ce storage that cracked. It was Eren"s egg that he had received as a part of his rewards from Purgatory. Eren could feel that it was creating weird mana pulses inside his storage sense so he took the egg out.

Apparently it had been hatched and was now ready to let it"s occupant out.

"Keeeee!"

A sharp and high-pitched scream was heard in the surroundings as it fought the effects of Roo"s croak. Something was angry at the baby crow for trying to flaunt his skills in front of the butcher.