It was already night-

Klein stepped inside, still wearing the formal black coat from the examination.

The moment he closed the door, both Arwen and Cynthia appeared from the living room.

Arwen was the first to reach him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his neck.

"Welcome home," she whispered, squeezing him gently. "We saw the highlights from the practical evaluation. You were incredible out there."

Cynthia came right after, pressing herself against his side and wrapping her arms around both him and Arwen in a group hug.

"Yeah, you looked like an absolute beast," she said with a proud grin. "Five waves? You really went and showed off, huh?"

Klein let out a soft laugh and wrapped his arms around both of them, holding them close.

Arwen pulled back slightly and kissed his cheek "I’m really proud of you, Klein."

Cynthia grinned and ruffled his hair playfully.

"Our little Kay is going to be an elite academy student now. Just don’t let all those noble girls steal you away from us, okay?"

Hearing her tease, Klein shook his head with a helpless smile.

Arwen took his hand and pulled him "Come on. We saved dinner for you. You must be starving after all that fighting."

Cynthia nodded enthusiastically and grabbed his other hand, tugging him toward the kitchen.

"Yeah! Arwen even made some dessert."

Klein let himself be pulled along with a tired smile on his face.

---

Klein was lying on his back in the large bed, staring up at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression.

’Once I enter the academy, they will surely take me to this world’s Spirit Realm to contract with a spirit first,’ he thought.

’But I doubt they will let me enter the high-rank spirit realms.’

He clenched his fist subtly, feeling the dual energies swirling inside him.

’I also need to strengthen my body. This current vessel is still too weak.’

’Even with my past life experience, my stamina and durability are limited.’

His thoughts were interrupted by the soft sound of the bedroom door opening.

Arwen stepped inside, wearing a simple black tank top and shorts.

She closed the door quietly behind her and walked over to the bed, with a gentle smile on her face as she looked at him.

She climbed onto the bed and lay down on her side beside him, propped up on one elbow.

Her free hand reached out and began caressing his chest in slow, soothing circles, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles.

"How’s your body?" she asked softly. "You looked exhausted when you came back. Are you tired?"

Klein smiled and pulled her closer, laying her gently against his chest.

"I rested a bit on the plane ride back."

Arwen nodded slowly, though the worry in her eyes didn’t completely fade.

After a moment of comfortable silence, she spoke again, "Klein... how did you know how to use a spear so well?"

He reached up and gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear before answering.

"When I awakened, I didn’t just get the class. I awakened the [Spear Mastery] with higher proficiency. It was like... the knowledge and muscle memory were already there."

"The moment I held that spear during the evaluation, it felt like my body and mind became one. Everything just... clicked. The movements, the balance and the timing, it all came naturally."

Arwen’s gaze condensed ’I know some people awaken with higher proficiency if they have experience with that weapon before awakening. But Klein... he never mentioned about spears before today’

"Also..."

Hm? She turned her head to him "Mhm?"

With a dry, almost self-deprecating smile, Klein glanced away for a moment, as if embarrassed by what he was about to say.

"Well, after you guys left the orphanage... I attended some military training and learned spear arts from there too,"

"So... I could protect you and Cynthia when the time came. I know it’s a silly thought now, but back then... I wanted to be someone strong enough to stand beside you both."

Upon hearing this, Arwen blinked in surprise. For a few seconds, she simply stared at him, her heart tightening with a rush of warmth and affection.

Then her gaze softened and she leaned down, kissing his lips.

When she pulled back, she whispered against his mouth with a loving smile "You are so cute..."

With a chuckle, he replied "I wasn’t trying to be cute."

"I was serious. I hated relying on you and Cynthia for everything."

Arwen’s fingers gently traced his jaw as she looked into his eyes "You don’t need to do anything for us, Klein. Just being with us is more than enough."

She kissed him again, "And now... you really are strong. Stronger than I ever imagined."

Klein closed his eyes and held her tighter, burying his face in the crook of her neck. He breathed in her familiar scent, letting it ground him.

’It is true that i attended military training, but the part that I learned spear arts was a lie.’

He sighed internally ’I feel really bad for telling her this lie... I wonder if its alright to tell her the full truth.’

In this life, Arwen and Cynthia were the only people he trusted the most. He knew, without a doubt, that they would keep his secret.

But...

’No, I am simply scared of how Arwen will look at me after knowing that I am not just her Klein, but in my pastlife I was Irakiel too...’

’What if she sees me differently after that?’

Arwen’s gaze quivered ’He is truthful about everything to me, but here I am... hiding everything from him. I want to tell him the truth, but...’

’What if he sees me differently after that?’

They looked at each other for moment before leaning forward to kiss.

It started soft but quickly deepened as Klein brushed his tongue against hers.

Arwen shifted, rolling on top of him as they kissed.

His hands slid down her back, gripping her waist before moving lower to cup her ass, pulling her flush against him.

She let out a soft moan into his mouth as he gave a firm squeeze to her ass.

Klein broke the kiss only to trail his lips down her neck, sucking lightly on her skin as his hands moved to the hem of her tank top.

With one smooth motion, he pulled it upward.

Arwen lifted her arms to help him, and he stripped the shirt off, tossing it aside.

He unhooked her bra and slid it down her arms, revealing her full, soft breasts.

Klein leaned up and captured one nipple in his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud.

"Ah... Klein..." Arwen moaned softly and her back arched as she pressed herself more firmly against his mouth.

Her fingers threaded through his black hair, holding him there as pleasure rippled through her body.

He switched to the other breast while his hands roamed down to squeeze her waist and slid down to caress her thighs.

Klein rolled them over suddenly, pinning her beneath him on the bed. He looked down at her flushed face, her half-lidded eyes, and her swollen lips.

Caressing her lips with his thumb, he pushed his thumb inside her mouth, playing with her tongue while she sucked on his finger.

Smiling, he spoke "This reminds me of the day of our first sex."

A faint blush colored her cheeks as she bit his finger "Gosh, don’t remind me. Since we were both virgins, we didn’t even know what to do. It was so awkward."

"But see now, you are so much younger than me, still dominant in bed."

He leaned down and kissed her neck while his hand slid lower, slipping beneath the waistband of her shorts.

His fingers found her already wet, slick pussy and stroked her teasingly.

Arwen gasped, her hips bucking up into his touch.

"You’re this wet already," he murmured against her skin. "Just from a few kisses?"

"Shut up. It’s your fault... you always know exactly how to touch me."

Klein chuckled and kissed his way down her stomach, pulling her shorts and panties down in one smooth motion to reveal the glistening pink pussy.

He tossed them aside and settled between her thighs.

He gently spread her slick pussy folds with his fingers, exposing her glistening pink center to his hungry gaze.

Arwen shivered at the cool air and the intensity of his stare.

Klein leaned in and placed a slow kiss directly on her slick folds.

"Nngh~" Arwen gasped, her hips twitching upward instinctively.

He followed the kiss with a long lick from her entrance up to her clit, savoring her taste.

"Mmm... I still love this taste," he murmured against her fluffy folds, his hot breath teasing her sensitive flesh.

He licked her again, slower this time as his tongue flattened against her folds before circling her swollen clit.

"Ungh..." Arwen’s back arched off the bed and a soft, needy moan escaped her lips as her fingers tightened in his black hair.

"Klein! Haangh..."

He kissed her clit tenderly, then took it into his mouth, sucking gently while his tongue flicked over the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"K-Klein... Hnngh..."

---

Meanwhile, Cynthia was standing outside the door with a complicated look in her eyes, hearing her moans.

"Angh... Angh... Angh~"

Her hand hovered near the doorknob, but she didn’t turn it.

Instead, she leaned her forehead against the cool wood, with her eyes half-closed as a complicated storm of emotions swirled inside her chest.

A soft, shaky breath escaped her lips ’What the hell am I doing...?’

She could picture it clearly... Klein being on top of Arwen with his hands on her body and fucking her.

She wanted to be there, but she also knew the reality.

Arwen was Klein’s official girlfriend. She had been the one who confessed first and the one who had the courage to make their relationship official.

Cynthia had always been the "extra" the one who teased and flirted with him like a second choice.

She had accepted that role long ago. She had told herself it was enough.

But hearing Arwen’s moans, knowing Klein was making her feel that way... it hurt more than she wanted to admit.

Cynthia pressed her palm flat against the door, her fingers curling slightly.

’Why does it still hurt like this?’ she thought, biting her lower lip.

Inside the room, Arwen’s moans grew a little louder.

The sound sent a shiver down Cynthia’s spine and she closed her eyes, imagining herself in there with him.

Imagining Klein’s hands on her too and his dick going deep inside her.

But she didn’t open the door.

Instead, she slowly stepped back and turned back to walk to her room.

Once inside her room, Cynthia closed the door and leaned against it, sliding down until she was sitting on the floor.

She hugged her knees to her chest, burying her face in her arms.

A single tear slipped down her cheek.

"I really am pathetic..." she whispered to herself. "Loving someone who already belongs to someone else... and still hoping for scraps."