## Chapter 118 – Acer: A Two-Year Absence
I thought about it countless times.
What would I say when we met? How would I greet him? Could I even ask how he’d been?
Should I get angry, asking if he didn’t miss me, why he never contacted me?
Or should I just calmly tell him my news?
All those thoughts vanished like a sandcastle washed away by the waves the moment I visually confirmed Number 25’s existence. The reality that crashed over her was incomparable to the fantasies she had built up.
Her legs, which had been lying in bed for two years and hadn’t been used properly, wobbled like a newborn herbivore, but soon, they started running properly.
She could feel the pleasant sensation of the wind brushing against her face for the first time in two years.
The man next to Number 25 tilted his head, seemingly puzzled by Acer running at full speed, but soon disappeared as if it were nothing.
After confirming that Number 25 turned into an alleyway alone, Acer hugged him from behind.
The bewildered movements, the flustered tone, and the gentle voice that warmly soothed her heart.
She couldn’t forget them.
How much had she longed for it…
This small warmth in her arms, this small body, the beating of his heart.
It was warmly filling the two-year void that had tormented Acer.
Now, she knew exactly what to say.
“I won’t let you go again.”
Hearing Acer’s voice, Number 25 carefully turned around in her arms. No proper words came out of Number 25’s mouth after seeing Acer’s face with his own two eyes.
A sigh close to a gasp, filled with admiration and sometimes tinged with sadness.
“Ah, aah…”
Soon, clear tears began to well up in his eyes as well.
As Acer wiped away the jewel-like tears with her hand, Number 25 tightly embraced her thinner body, which was even more emaciated than it had been two years ago, with trembling hands.
Soft body, touching skin, Number 25 unconsciously groped her back.
The sensation clearly transmitted to his fingertips made him realize that this was not a fleeting illusion caused by longing.
Number 25 was feeling Acer with his small hands.
Hoping that she, who was touching his hand, was not just a dream.
Feeling Number 25’s touch, Acer slowly began to speak.
“How much I, how much I…”
However, Acer’s words were also swept away by the huge wave of emotions that had accumulated over two years.
A hundred words could not express all of her feelings.
Acer slowly raised her hands, which were embracing Number 25’s body, and stroked his body, then caressed his soft face.
With a distorted face that looked like she would burst into tears at any moment, she spoke in a voice filled with emotion.
“Really… really… it’s Number 25. This isn’t a dream, is it…?”
Acer grabbed Number 25’s cheeks and began to examine him from side to side.
Number 25 also nodded, caressing her face, lips, and cheeks in the same way.
The two, whose eyes met, closed their eyes as if they had made a promise and brought their faces closer.
A light kiss, lips moist with flowing tears, were more tender and sweet than ever.
After ending the kiss, Acer hugged Number 25 so tightly that his body seemed like it would crumble.
Her shoulders trembled.
The gesture, which had been just a small tremor, fed on each other’s emotions and gradually began to grow.
Seeing Acer crying like a child, loud enough to shake the back alley, Number 25 didn’t know what to do and began to comfort her.
“M-Maou-nim. If you cry like that…”
As if sympathizing with her emotions? Number 25 also hugged her and burst into tears.
Charlotte, who arrived late at the scene, shook her head at the sight of the scene covered in tears and snot.
“What on earth is this mess…”
After crying for a long time, Number 25 widened his eyes when he saw Charlotte and said in a tearful tone.
“Even Charlotte-nim… this isn’t a dream, is it?”
Charlotte moved towards Number 25, raised the corners of her lips, and asked in a teasing voice.
“Did you not want to see me? I’m a little sad to see you only hugging Maou-nim.”
Number 25 was startled, but he didn’t leave Acer’s arms. From the beginning, she had no intention of letting him go.
Charlotte simply stroked Number 25’s horns or head affectionately and opened her mouth.
“Just kidding.”
Seeing the two who had barely stopped crying, Charlotte suggested first.
“Instead of standing here like this, why don’t we go to a cafe and have a chat over tea?”
Acer put more strength into the hand holding Number 25 and said in a scolding tone.
“What!? We should be taking him to our territory right away, why are we chatting in a place like this?”
Charlotte persuaded her in a seemingly threatening voice.
“Maou-nim, you should be satisfied with meeting him like this. You don’t want to provoke Lowee, do you?”
Charlotte was right.
Meeting Number 25 was definitely a joyous occasion, but it certainly didn’t mean that she could handle him as she pleased.
Number 25 also added strength to Charlotte’s opinion in a dejected voice.
“Charlotte-nim is right… I’m okay, so let’s go to a cafe and talk comfortably.”
Acer reluctantly nodded, got up from her seat, and took Number 25’s hand.
Holding hands, which was always a daily routine when Number 25 was in District 7, who knew it would be such a precious thing. Acer once again reflected on what Number 25’s existence meant to her as she headed towards the street.
Because she had thrown away her disguise, some people recognized Acer and tried to approach her, but fortunately, no one spoke to her because she was exuding a menacing atmosphere as if she would kill anyone who spoke to her now.
The three entered a small cafe run by a middle-aged owner with a splendid mustache and sat in the most secluded spot, unfolding the menu.
Acer immediately stuck close to Number 25 and asked in a friendly voice.
“What do you want to eat? Number 25, you like this, don’t you?”
What Acer pointed to was a latte.
Number 25 swallowed and shook his head.
Acer looked at him with a puzzled gaze. Had his taste changed in the past two years?
Number 25 was just looking at the floor, hesitating.
The reason he couldn’t answer was something he could never reveal to them.
Every single day, he sucks on Lowee’s breasts and has become accustomed to the sweet breast milk that constantly gushes out from her nipples, so he can’t be satisfied with other ordinary milk!
He couldn’t say such crazy things at a touching reunion, could he?
Number 25 didn’t even look at the menu and pressed his finger on anything, saying in a flustered tone.
“J-Just give me this.”
Number 25 waited for the food to come out, not even knowing what he had pointed to.
Even in that moment, Acer couldn’t take her eyes off Number 25. Acer looked at Number 25’s face with eyes that sparkled like stars, and Number 25 smiled shyly without avoiding her gaze.
Acer, who had been silently looking at Number 25, opened her mouth.
“Is sitting here embarrassing now?”
Acer slyly touched her thigh and asked cautiously.
When Number 25 hesitated, Acer tempted him even more.
“It’s okay. No one’s here.”
Only then did Number 25 slightly lift his butt and sit on Acer’s firm thigh.
Acer, who hugged Number 25 from behind, whispered in his ear.
“How have you been?”
Acer’s interest was focused on Number 25’s past two years.
Number 25 hesitated and carefully opened his mouth.
“Uh, just… I was living with Lowee-nim, and she even sent me to the academy, so I was living not too badly. I’m sorry if you were worried.”
“No, what do you have to be sorry about? I’m just satisfied with you being okay.”
Charlotte, who was sitting across from them, just chewed on her lip, watching the two being lovey-dovey.
“Maou-nim, that’s unfair. How long are you going to monopolize him?”
Charlotte’s hand, tightly gripping her skirt, represented her nervousness. She also wanted to hold Number 25 in her arms and whisper sweet nothings.
She had been watching Acer’s pain from the side, so she willingly conceded the first turn, but she couldn’t take it anymore.
At Charlotte’s appeal, Acer looked at Number 25, and Number 25 got up from Acer’s thigh and sat on Charlotte’s thigh.
The happiness of enjoying the lower bodies of two beloved women to his heart’s content, was what Number 25 had been longing for.
After quickly drinking the drinks that followed, Acer immediately paid and got up from her seat.
Something seemed urgent, and Number 25 tilted his head in puzzlement.
Acer, who came out of the store, took Number 25 and began to head to a place where there were few people.
An alley in District 1 that Number 25 was seeing for the first time.
District 1, which was mainly composed of white and clean buildings, was gradually becoming dark, and a red-pink light, like the red-light district of District 6, was swirling around.
“You didn’t think we were just going to leave like this, did you?”
Number 25 also wanted to spend more time with the two.
Number 25, who realized the true meaning hidden in Acer’s words, blushed and quietly followed her.
The building where Acer finally stopped was an accommodation built for lovers to rest.
Number 25 swallowed hard and stared blankly at the entrance covered by a dark awning.
The two stroked Number 25’s butt as if they were perverts and moved into the building where pink lights were overflowing.
