Cultivating Stages Like Training Sessions

Step, step, step, step. Meanwhile, in a cozy room, with a cat lying on the bed, dressed in dainty, slightly alluring, and colorful bikini-like pajamas. Heian Ciemnosc slowly walked into his bedroom after closing the door. He thought about slamming it hard but decided against it as his prowess couldn't allow him to break even a thin glass in a Third Step spaceship, let alone a Carrier. And that was for a glass type that wasn't intended for any defensive measure or had any absorbing properties.

Heian Ciemnosc dropped his dark coat on the floor, now with carpet and comfortable for one's bare feet... and hands¡. Heian Ciemnosc looked at it on the floor and picked it up after remembering waking up slightly cold because he had already left it there once, with the cat sleeping on his dark coat instead. With a small smile, Heian Ciemnosc carried his coat in his right hand as he dropped to his uniform's inner garments and directly fell on the bed.

Rustle, powff~.

"My wife~," Heian Ciemnosc's body lay on the left edge of the bed, slowly closing into the middle, where the kitten slept with her wrists against her closed lips. Her elegant, pretty eyelids with dark-dull orange eyelashes fluttered open as she turned around and faced Heian Ciemnosc. She didn't sparkle in a jolt when she felt his groin on her bum and softly turned to grab his cheeks as he gently pinched her jaw.

Milyy's eyes dreamily opened, and her breath was hot as she playfully let it out on Heian Ciemnosc's face. It was candid and soothing, not smelly in the slightest, and even lacked any scent. She rubbed his temples and tragus as her sly smile appeared more cute and adorable than seductive or teasing. She said in a low, light intonation, "How was it, bad day? Wooh, why's your dark Soul exhausted? Did you use it on tho- bah, forget it."

Milyy didn't feel like talking about other people, and she knew Heian Ciemnosc was even more so that way. Heian Ciemnosc reeled in the sight of her pretty face up close, smiling and showing him her canines while her slender, agile legs wrapped around his left waist below his ribs and her left leg entangled with his right leg. Heian Ciemnosc was taller, and he barely grew a couple centimeters during this half a year, but she was still a little tall herself.

"Well, how was it?" Milyy asked again, licking his nose from the tip to below his glabella. Heian Ciemnosc had grown used to it. His pale hands grabbed her sides and held her there, not pulling or pushing her, letting her have the comfort of his safe and sound-inducing touch. Then, he said, "Your man is a big boy now. Mn, will you indulge him now? Take you?"

"Mmm, nah!" Milyy said, feigning thinking about it before semi-shouting and biting the bridge of his nose. She was careful not to explode his head since she was more powerful than when they first met. And their relationship had changed quite a few times since then. Thins changed erratically sometimes, even if they always took a similar path towards the same outcome.

Heian Ciemnosc was immune to her antics and didn't grow excited before she said yes to letting her become embraced by his innocent self. His arms wrapped around her lower back, and she kept biting and licking his face while she purred and kissed him with her nose all over.

"Mn, do you want me to kill them?" Milyy asked after she got her fill of Heian Ciemnosc's face, letting her head fall at the same level as his shoulders and puncturing her forehead into his collarbone. Her nose passively smelled him, and her arms hugged him back tightly, still without hurting him. Heian Ciemnosc softly caressed her back as he responded, "Of course not! They are mine, don't steal them. Besides, it was too long without drawing trouble that could impulse me."

"Mn, stubborn, picky, and headstrong. That's indeed my man," Milyy said, closing her eyes softly and rubbing her face back and forth, although it looked more up and down from the position that they were in. They were both lying from a side of their bodies, facing each other and hugging like stupid lovebirds resting.

"Did you waste time with a harlot?" Milyy asked after a minute of enjoying the moment, causing Heian Ciemnosc to form a light smile before answering. "Eh, no. Why? You're giving me permission? Finally, Alyona achieved success. When will you bring your chosen ones for me to enjoy?"

"Nooo!" Milyy patted his chest, no longer scaring him after she got used to playing with him many years ago. She sat up on his bed, her bum at the center, and put on a frowning expression before firing bullets. "Why would you need anyone else but your wives? You already have many! Stop wasting time and your body with them. Don't even think of doing it under my name!"

"... My wife is sweet, oh~." Heian Ciemnosc looked at Milyy from below long enough for her to realize something was wrong. Before her turquoise hot pink eyes scanned through his pale face, Heian Ciemnosc grabbed around her ribs again and pulled her in to rest her back on the bed. He placed his left palm on her tummy and his right arm above her head, encircling her.

"Milyy, I'm no longer like that, fortunately." Heian Ciemnosc said. Meanwhile, Milyy blushed from his previous words, causing her to turn docile and forgive him, although she wasn't even mad at him for 'suggesting' he did something. She knew what she got into when her mother asked her not to love him but to remain at his side for their dual, mutual protection. Heian Ciemnosc lowered his face to her left ear, causing her to squint in tender pleasure.

"I know I've been unfair and erratic. It's my fault. That Heian Ciemnosc was young and didn't consider everything all at once. Please hate him, but love the Heian Ciemnosc of today, tomorrow... mwah... and forever." Heian Ciemnosc's words deepened the red in Milyy's face and neck, even more so after he kissed her left tragus before her cheek several times.

"...Seriously, are you sure you weren't 60%?" Milyy said as she trembled under his constant, warm, loving caresses. Her lips started parting, and her teeth glowed with the bedroom's lights growing murkier. Over time, although she didn't mind engaging in some sexual intimacy with her husband, she barely allowed him or herself to engage in kissing. Heian Ciemnosc couldn't tell if she was too shy, sensitive... or loving?

Heian Ciemnosc smiled, smirking like a mofo, and said as his nose rubbed under her left temple up and down as she faced the ceiling. "Hmm, I'm not sure. But it doesn't matter, oh. I have my own purring darling here to keep me safe, warm, and away from the evil hands of other women."

"Mn, that's right. I'm your savior," Milyy said, letting her lips open and panting hot breath from within. Her little nose, captured in a sparkly pink, seemed stupidly the most delicate and dainty thing in the world. And without restraint, Heian Ciemnosc moved his head and opened his pale red lips to take it into a light kiss. Milyy's lips protruded, and slowly, Heian Ciemnosc cupped her jaw on the right side with his right hand, gently motioning as his arm was still surrounding and above her head.

Heian Ciemnosc's left pale fingers grasped her cheek and part of her chin, and as she kept her eyes nearly closed. Her mouth was kept open as she was gently forced to face Heian Ciemnosc, whose pale, pervertedly handsome face hovered above hers. Her chin was flicked upwards by his thumb, and before she knew it, her mouth started turning her stomach into mush as it engaged in tender battles with Heian Ciemnosc's tongue, lips, and saliva.

"Husband..." Milyy echoed through her nostrils as she purred, and Heian Ciemnosc's darkest eyes widened as they intensely trembled. Was this finally the time?

"Mnh... I don't want to only eat and get eat-en, mmf..." Milyy said as she used her free left hand to pull her obstacles down, liberating her pale, rosy skin from hindering his sight, Spirit Sense, and sensitive smell. Heian Ciemnosc's eyes burned gracefully the more skin she showed, from her nonexistent bosom to her juicy bottom, until the kitty's kitty explored the bedroom's air while he was there and wasn't limited to facing it directly.

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"Eat me now," Milyy's words confirmed the hardness her au fait right hand was handling inside his pants, which her mouth knew a lot about, too. She opened her jaws wide as their mixed saliva dangled between her upper and lower canines. Her nostrils opened wide, and Heian Ciemnosc's mind was clouded with notions of claiming his fourth wife.

Milyy's bare body lay before him, and Heian Ciemnosc silently gulped several times as he watched the slender, fit, and lower-thick body resting below him. The more his eyes went down her skin, the more she breathed hard, and the more he lost his inhibitions. When his eyes watched the twat he lived with for so long without owning, he lost it.

"Ahh~," Heian Ciemnosc went down and ate her mounds away, drifting his hands lower to her rear and front as his saliva started making her tremble. Its fresh, ultimately cold, and strangely warm caused her body to shudder, just as it made her womanhood before, but now focused all over her pale, rosy skin around her bosom. Before long, Heian Ciemnosc's head went low as Milyy wished she had opted to eat him too before instead of holding back, and her mouth felt empty without giving him back some of what he deserved, but it was too late now.

"Niesh! Ngyaaah! Mngh... ngh... naayysh!" Milyy's kittenish moans repeatedly continued until suddenly— when she felt Heian Ciemnosc's torso above her and his presence higher than before. She smelled sweet things from his face as he positioned themselves in the missionary position, and with a simple grasping motion with his right hand to tenderly hold her head from her left, he entered her and lowered his head to eat her moans away.

"Hauhm♡..."

. . .

The next day, 6th month, 1st week, and 2nd day since of the year. Just a couple minutes before reaching the hangar, which the incomplete Fleet he now belonged to owned.

Step, step, step, step. Beep!

"Introduce your medallion," Heian Ciemnosc stood before a terminal leading to the gigantic gates to the hangar as a voice came from it, and Heian Ciemnosc smirked when he heard it. It was a little girl's voice, sounding like a woman's. Nothing special, but it still lightened his already perfect mood. He can still remember, even now, waking up to a cuddling kitty with his dark coat in between their pale bodies. Although hers was more rosy and red than ever.

Before coming here, Heian Ciemnosc had wanted to let her have his dark coat for the day, but when he stood up after gazing at her for several minutes, she also woke up and handed him her toy. She wouldn't let him leave if he didn't bring his dark coat to his introduction, so Heian Ciemnosc 'unwillingly' wore the piece of clothing that reeked of a naturally great scent.

More than that, Heian Ciemnosc still remembers Milyy's wifely behavior when he agreed, and she dressed him up, letting him smooch her mouth twice before she hurried back into the bed and wore a light pajamas, but not without wishing him well.

With such a caring wife, what does it matter if he's still an outcast? He was already one where he came from, everywhere he went. Something like this was nothing. As Heian Ciemnosc thought about these beautiful notions, he walked to stand at the corner of the hangar's gates.

"Thank you, new soldier unit Heian Ciemnosc. Welcome to the Pen Pillar Fleet. You may enter and introduce yourself. Good luck, blackie monsterie!"

"...?" Heian Ciemnosc was turned into a dumb person standing before huge, opening gates after the terminal added that last bit. He noticed the opening of the hangar's gates and recomposed himself, taking less than 1 second, and shook his head before his darkest eyes widened at the sight of the Pen Pillar's hangar filled with Fighters, spaceships, and millions of soldier units moving around everywhere.

"... Huh? Why is someone coming? Nothing sche- shit... it's that guy!" - "Uuuh... nope. No, no. The commander really brought us a gift, ey?" - "Hmm, so we did get a new one after that incident, huh?" - "Tsss, someone's gonna have a bad time. Goooood!"

"Hi," Heian Ciemnosc looked at the 100,000+ pair of eyes staring at him, locking onto his body and face like an animal at a zoo. The typical species that are always seen but never cared about, of which some mentally challenged, fart-brained intelligent apes throw stuff at out of boredom and because they think no one would raise their voice because it isn't popular. Such a specific and detailed scenario was born from how they reacted and talked about him.

However, Heian Ciemnosc walked forth, not caring a bit, and entered the hangar as if it were his home. When it clearly wasn't, judging by everyone's attitude. After 3 probationary months, Heian Ciemnosc followed the procedures and looked for the right person. Heian Ciemnosc walked towards a mechanic's zone where a few Fighters were being repaired, which his experience told him were checked for maintenance.

"Officer, I am reporting as Auxiliary Soldier Heian Ciemnosc, no alias, new to the incomplete Fleet." Heian Ciemnosc walked towards a young man who was preceding everything for a Fighter who seemed perfect. Heian Ciemnosc gave it a look and saw through its problem, understanding it was quite a complicated solution. The young man he spoke to turned and looked at him, seemingly expecting his interruption.

"Yup, it's been a long time since I had to receive anyone," the Officer said before nudging his head towards a particular area where several Team groups were chatting and relaxing. Heian Ciemnosc gave them a glance before returning it to the Officer, and the latter rolled his eyes, reminding himself why he hated clever people with quick-minded natures. "Okay, let me bring you after helping here a little bit more."

"If you need array formation-making, I can craft one to help you keep the inner coursing system placed together." Heian Ciemnosc pointed at the Fighter hanging from cables and hooks fleetingly. The Officer nodded, unconvinced, before turning to face the Fighter, "That won't work. It's not just the system, its structure is spread apart, and we don't want to temporarily solve an accident of breaking into 2 at maximum speed, y'know?"

"I wasn't talking about solving it already. It'll help when you try to move the storage so this Team has better room for fixing it from a deeper angle. You can also check the Stone ammunition filters. They are as airy as a Skalner's lungs," Heian Ciemnosc waved his hands modestly and shook his head before explaining further his intentions. The Officer drew his head back a little and squinted his eyes as he saw the feasibility of Heian Ciemnosc's choice.

"Get to work!" The Officer nodded at the Team working on the Fighter, who stopped and looked dumb for half a day before being instructed by the former. Then, the Officer gestured at Heian Ciemnosc to go ahead, and he stepped forth to draw an array formation. His dark Soul peeked out a little from the back of his neck as his right-handed index, middle, and ring fingers began working on the spoiled kit of tubes and liquid-passing thin cables.

The gap and point of rupture were drawn and pulled safely by gravity as Heian Ciemnosc sweated from his back, drenching it slightly, and his forehead became a little wet. Looking at this, some mechanic team members brushed Heian Ciemnosc's shoulder to remove compartments to put the storage inside the Fighter aside and went deeper below the Fighter's cabins and hallway. It was a Bulldog Fighter. The kind that Heian Ciemnosc liked to work on while pondering about different issues and research points.

He had already mastered every making of the Fighters and even came up with new ideas, but they were too stupidly costly to implement in the Blauw Empire, so he kept to the basics. The Bulldog was more pleasant to work on further, and he enjoyed taking every tiny piece of its structure and separating them before re-building repeatedly. Of course, he knew how to quickly think of something!

"Huh, not bad, eh. Eh?!" The Officer supported his right elbow on his left wrist and nodded as he talked to the afflicted Heian Ciemnosc. The gravity array formation Heian Ciemnosc pulled off was pretty complex, and to do a small one would be too costly to hire a Craftsmaker proficient in those. It wouldn't be as worthwhile as repairing a Fighter's gravity array formations. At all. Seeing Heian Ciemnosc's state wasn't surprising, especially since nobody would pay him.

Pshift~!!

"Haaahh." However, just as the Officer was willing to hold Heian Ciemnosc's hand and bring him to meet his new bestie friendies, he noticed a sudden change in Heian Ciemnosc's body along a sharp, sudden, and ear-twisting, semi-deafening noise from the same. The Officer's eyes widened, and he looked at Heian Ciemnosc's pale countenance drying up and his back becoming ordinary without wetness.

"Did- ddya- did y- did- d- did- fucking fack, did you ju- j- juju- just... broke through?!" The Officer's voice sharpened a little and became high-pitched. The unconcealed shock and disbelief were written on his face, body language, and disruption in the energy inside his body. Heian Ciemnosc looked at the Officer with a relaxed expression as if he had freed himself from the burden and nodded, "Ay, can we get to helping me meet the Team I'll have to serve with under commander Choliac's name now?"

"..." Heian Ciemnosc's words immediately recomposed the Officer. He looked at Heian Ciemnosc as if he had stolen his wife, lovers, daughters, and cousins he liked as a kid before nodding ruefully. Heian Ciemnosc smirked innocently and politely bowed a little before following the regular-paced footsteps of the Officer.

Meanwhile, out of Heian Ciemnosc's eyesight, the Officer moved his hands to mimic Heian Ciemnosc's actions just now to inscribe the smallish gravity array formation. He felt he had lost an opportunity because of not having paid attention to the outcast's movements. No wonder everyone envied him. The Officer secretly wished more Fighters were maintained poorly by the lazy bums, but only a little, as he didn't want the commander to know his hidden thoughts. Else... he might lose his head.

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