Eris sheathes her sword. Gently her hand wraps around my waist, her full blossom pressed tightly against mine.
With strength far greater than mine she hugged me tightly. The little sweat fails to conceal her aroma, that smell is Eris.
My arms around hers. Her muscles have toughened, but not bulky, just right, feels great.
"Then it's fine to consider it my victory, right ?"
"Yeah."
"If Rudeus was serious, in rejecting me... I would have given up, you know?