152 The eccentric Reena
“Will y….” Reena was about to respond, but before she could utter a word, the door swung open, revealing a young boy stepping out. “Oh, Reena, you’re here,” he exclaimed.
Reena glanced at Melta’s younger brother, Mog, who was a year younger than Orion and would participate in next year’s awakening ceremony. She nodded and inquired, “And how are you doing, Mog?” Since he was her friend’s younger brother, Reena saw no reason to be rude or ignore him unless the circumstances warranted it.
Mog immediately nodded his head vigorously, his expression brimming with anticipation as if he had something crucial to share. However, before he could utter a word, Melta swiftly seized his ears, tugging at them forcefully. “How many times have I warned you to stop bothering my friends?” she scolded. “If you’re so desperate for Kushi, why don’t you try your luck with Mrs Lina from the neighbouring compound? I’m sure she’d gladly accept your payment, or who knows, maybe even offer it for free,” Melta teased, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she playfully eyed her brother.
Due to her striking beauty and the presence of similarly attractive friends, her brother had always taken advantage of the situation, hoping to befriend them and potentially engage in kushi during his awakening ceremony. However, to his dismay, it was Reena who captured his attention with her aloof demeanour and indifferent nature. Knowing the potential consequences, Melta made it a point to destroy his advances before Reena could reject them, understanding that if Reena were to indulge him, he might never look at another woman again. Furthermore, considering the challenges that younger boys face in achieving and maintaining a hard penis so that they could release, it was uncertain whether he would ever desire to have children or even engage in kushi with others, if such a thing were to happen.
“Ouch! Ouch!! Come on, I wasn’t talking to you! I was tal…” Mog shouted and yelled, hoping that his parents would come to his rescue upon hearing his screams and witnessing his obvious distress. However, before Mog could garner any assistance, Melta swiftly shoved him back into the house and forcefully slammed the door shut.
“Mom, Melta did it again!” Mog exclaimed. Startled by the scream echoing from within the hut, Melta swiftly clutched onto Reena’s arm and forcefully pulled her away.
Reena willingly followed suit, matching Melta’s pace as they distanced themselves. However, after a while, they slowed down their steps, prompting Reena to curiously ask, “Why do you always treat your brother that way?”.
“HUMPH!” Melta scoffed, dismissing Reena’s question. “As if you wouldn’t treat him even worse with your words if I allowed you to respond to even one of his questions.”
Reena nodded in acknowledgement as they continued their journey toward the farm. “True, but I’ve warned him before that not everyone will respond positively to his advances. It’s better for him to learn that now rather than later.”
Melta paused, withholding whatever she had intended to say, and fixated her gaze on Reena for a brief moment before releasing a deep, exasperated sigh. Despite the cold and harsh exterior Reena displayed, Melta knew there was a softer side to her, a side that only emerged when surrounded by her family. It puzzled Melta why someone as stunningly beautiful as Reena would choose to ignore or reject those she didn’t deem important or see as friends. Instead, she wondered why Reena didn’t utilize her beauty and fertility to secure wealth while she was still in her prime and had ample time to do so. Although Melta couldn’t fathom the reasoning behind Reena’s behaviour, she recognized that everything was connected to one person- her brother.
Her brother, the very person Reena had once confessed she desired to bear a child for.
Undeterred by the initial absurdity of Reena’s confession, Melta skillfully redirected the conversation, seizing the chance to inquire once again. “Come on, tell me everything! I’ve been eagerly waiting since yesterday to know all about it. What kind of gift did he awaken? Tell me, Reena,” Melta urged, her curiosity piqued ever since she discovered Orion’s role in Reena’s enigmatic behaviour. She was determined to uncover every aspect of Orion’s existence.
Her reasons were undeniably valid, because anyone who could captivate the attention of one of the most stunning girls in their generation, causing her to become reserved and infatuated, was undoubtedly worth investigating. Also, Melta’s curiosity stemmed from her own desire to experience the same emotions and sensations that currently consumed Reena. She yearned to understand if she too would be enraptured by Orion’s presence, or if Reena was simply one of those eccentric individuals who stood out from the crowd.
Seeing that she couldn’t evade the question any longer, and realizing that Melta would continue to pester her incessantly during their work on the farm, Reena finally succumbed to the pressure and decided to reveal the truth. With a slight pause, she opened her mouth to reply, “He awakened a unique…..”.
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As I caught sight of yet another unfamiliar pair of guards, I swiftly retrieved my wooden chip and presented it to them as I approached. This time, however, they merely cast a brief glance at the chip before uncrossing their spears, granting me passage into the Village Chief’s compound. It was only as I stepped through the gate that I recognized their familiar faces—they were the very guards who had stood watch during our awakening ceremony.
“At least I didn’t forget the chip,” I muttered under my breath, making my way past the imposing stone sundial and towards the hut where we had conducted the awakening ceremony. I positioned myself beside it and waited in quiet anticipation. Although we were instructed to wait in the Village Chief’s compound without any specific location assigned, I hoped that Tala would arrive early, giving us more time together before the others joined us. I was after all looking forward to drenching my finger with her wet vagina juices before venturing towards the position of the Vylkr vines, ready to unleash my gift against them once again.
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“Are you absolutely certain that this path is more dangerous than we can handle?” I heard a familiar voice pierce through the air, accompanied by the distinct sound of approaching footsteps. They were steadily growing closer, heading in my direction.