My Second Life Is An Absurdist Power Fantasy 15 15.

"Alright, so I suppose you will have to come sleep with us in the barn loft." Rose said matter of factly as her and Eleanor got up from their chairs. Jack nearly choked to death on the mouthful of water he was trying to swallow when she said this. After spending a few long moments hacking and coughing, he spoke up.

"Uhm, I'm sorry, what?" He said. He could feel the blood rus.h.i.+ng to several parts of his body, including his cheeks.

"Well, do you WANT to sleep in the house? You look like you're melting in here, and it's a lot cooler out there. I figured you'd appreciate the temperature change." Rose said, seemingly oblivious to how Jack interpreted her last statement. Eleanor, however, grinned devilishly, clearly in on Jack's though process.

"Oh, uh, yeah, that sounds great." He said. "Now, what do you mean 'sleep with you'?"

Rose seemed to catch his drift, and immediately signalled with her body language and facial expression that no, he most definitely was not about to get what he was hoping for. Eleanor flicked her eyebrows flirtatiously at him, and looked at him with a glance that made him feel very much like a side of meat.

"The three of us girls keep our beds up in the loft. Partly because it's cooler and more comfortable, but mostly because Dad snores like a congested dragon. You'd just take one of our spare bedrolls." She said.

"Oh, yeah, that makes sense." Jack said, feeling more than a little deflated.

He got up from the table as well, and followed the two of them outside. The night was clear and the moon shone brightly across the ground. While Jack knew it was probably summer warm outside, compared to the sweltering interior of the house, the outdoors felt downright chilly by comparison, especially with him being soaked through with sweat. Strangely, he felt "cold", but he didn't feel cold. He could tell that he should be s.h.i.+vering, but he felt strangely perfectly comfortable with the chill, as if it weren't affecting him at all.

Oh, right. He was immune to Cold. Convenient.

The two girls led him into the barn and up into the loft on the far end via a metal ladder. Once up top, Jack saw three bedrolls laid out next to each other, one of which was occupied by the small form of Madeleine, who seemed to be sleeping, her breath soft and rhythmic.

"The spare roll's over there in the corner. There should be a couple pillows with it as well." Rose said, pointing to the far corner.

"Okay", Jack said. He grabbed the things from the corner, and started to walk back to the other side when Eleanor said "Hey, come sleep next to me!" and patted the loft floor next to her bedroll. She had a very intense, almost wild look in her eyes, and an impish smile on her face.

"Oh, uh, okay. Sure." Jack said, quietly gulping to himself. Was she going to try and sleep with him? She was part of his wish harem, after all. He'd seen enough harem anime to know where this was probably going.

He laid out the bedroll next to hers, and took off his shoes. His clothes, however, were still very damp with sweat, and he felt a distinct desire not to lay down in wet clothes. He thought for a second, and turned to Eleanor. "Hey, Eleanor?"

He almost choked when he saw that she was now out of her robes, and wearing a thin enough to see through white night dress that very clearly showed him she had nothing on underneath it.

"Yes?", She asked, turning her attention towards him as she tied her hair back.

"Uhm, uh, do you know the spell to dry out something wet?" He asked, using every bit of effort in his body not to let his eyes wander lower than her face.

"Oh, sure!" She said. She wiggled her fingers, and said a single syllable in her magic language, and instantly Jack felt his clothes dry. Not only that, but they now looked and felt brand new.

"Wow. Uh, thanks!" He said.

"Don't mention it!" She said, and winked at him.

"You both ready for me to kill the lantern?" Rose asked.

"Yeah, I'm good." Jack said, laying down into the bedroll.

As the light went out and he was left in the darkness, he thought to himself "Goodnight, new world."