Chapter 230: Sharing
"Are the conditions still the same as before?" is what I first asked.
[No]
"Fuck."
[If the mutation fails this second time, you risk the chance of death. The system will not protect you.]
"Then what is there to ask me? Forget about the mutation then."
At least the first time, I had a bit of backing. Now I had just been left hanging out in the open.
How could I say yes to the system once more when it had proven that it could actually fail?
[There is a precious incentive if you agree to the mutation though.]
"No thank you."
[Understood]
With these last words, the screen in front of me disappeared, yet staring into emptiness, I found myself getting lost in thought, my heart squeezing in doubt of my decision.
"This is the third time you're spacing out. Are you okay?"
"Huh?"
Refocusing my gaze, I looked down to see Sade looking up at me, my hand still under her shirt.
"Well, it's just your body..." I started, but before any more words could leave my mouth, she pushed my hands away from her body.
"Go take a seat. Let's be focused."
"Sure."
Silently, I returned to my seat at the table, shaking my head and opening my books.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
From Sade's look, it was obvious she knew that I wouldn't normally have given up on her melons so easily, so I decided to distract her mind from the issue.
"I think I might be having a bit of that enlightenment you and your dad talked about."
"Really?" Sade asked doubtfully, but she leaned forward a bit too much to not be excited.
"Yeah. I wonder too—if you read so much, then how come you still need to follow teachers in class and even come to school?
You should know everything we're being taught by now."
I asked this question to distract, but in the midst, I got interested in the answer. Unfortunately, Sade was dismissive.
"Later. I'm busy." She flipped a page.
Her reaction didn't match her recent behaviour, yet as I looked down at a book and tried to forget what I had just learnt from the system, I soon began feeling glances being thrown at me.
I wondered what had gotten into the woman, and on her own terms, she spoke out.
"Do you want to know why?"
"Why what?"
"Your earlier question."
Seeing Sade all tight and her eyes open wide, it was obvious she was excited for me to find out the reason and had been trying to suppress the feeling.
"Why do you think I asked?"
"Come." The woman stood to her feet, not bothered about my sarcastic tone.
Thinking nothing, I stood, and without complaints, I followed Sade all the way to the other side of the library, my brow arching as she moved in front of a particularly tall shelf placed on the wall. She pulled down a brown book.
Like some sci-fi scene, turning gears sounded from behind the shelf, and a portion of it broke apart and swung behind to reveal a door.
"Come."
Following behind, I was confused by how carefree the woman had become with me. She didn't bother much to hide her feelings like before and was quite ready to share her life with me.
She was the one who said we should focus on studying but now had taken me to some secret room.
"Tada!!!!" Sade exclaimed, her hands spread open as I walked into a small, brightly lit-up room which had nothing but shelves filled with lit-up glass frames.
At first, I was confused about what she wanted to show me, but then I focused on the frames and my eyes widened.
{
The Arclight Manuscript Society Medal
The Kirin Trust Fellowship
The Wexley Prize for Cognitive Innovation
Blackrose Citation of Literary Intelligence
The Morhain Index Honor
Astra Nova Correspondence Scholar
.....
}
There were still a few more frames with medals and certificates, but I had my fill and turned to Sade, understanding the cocky grin on her face.
"If you have all this, why are you in the university?"
"For the experience, and for you."
The first part of her sentence made sense, but the second part, not so much.
Sade had become bolder and could even have been said to have just made a confession.
"How for me?"
"Well, I had initially planned to stay only for a year and drop out or transfer to another university after some time, but your presence made me change my mind."
"So you're agreeing that you like me?"
"No. What I'm saying is that your existence is relevant enough to make me want to stay close to you."
Sade said these with a straight face, and I did not argue with her.
"How old are you?"
"Don't you know it's wrong to ask a woman her age?"
"I didn't think you would mind."
"I do," I replied, looking at a large silver plate to the side of the wall.
"Well, I'm not telling you. Let's go."
Grabbing my arm, Sade pulled me out of her mini hall of fame and closed the door, but as she turned to look at me, I took a step forward and, grabbing her arm, pinned her wrists above her with my left hand.
"What are you doing?" Sade asked, her voice low as my face hovered before hers.
Her cheeks were a bright red as we looked into each other's eyes, and they darkened when I pressed my lips on hers.
Not holding back, I moved my lips over hers, clamping mine on her bottom lip and sucking, then moving to her upper lip when she softened.
My right hand stroked Sade's cheek as we kissed, and seconds later, when my tongue finally entered her mouth, I moved my head to the helm of her clothes and sent it underneath.
I squeezed her breast through her bra for some seconds, getting her breath heated, and then I grabbed on her clothes. Taking a step back from her, I grabbed her top with both hands and sent it going over her head.
Sade was weak, and she readily let me take charge.
Her eyes went down when she was before me in just her bra, the usually confident woman poking her fingers together.
"You look cute," I muttered, surprised as her right heel dug into the ground and she replied,
"Thank you."
Smiling at her vulnerable form, I took off my shirt, exposing my chest to the world, and I grabbed Sade's hands and put them on it.
"How does it feel?"
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