Brimful Depravation
Chapter 152: A New Hope.

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: A New Hope.

{The Prefect Name’s?!, I never thought on that, after all, he is, "The Prefect"...}

Waiting for the incoming answer, the Prefect gulps down saliva again, conveying how much reverence and fear provokes Taylor on him.

"Instructor Taylor, My Full Name is Sevender Wröthck".

"""Wröthck?!, Like Surieliz?!""’; Exclaim Xhadry, Khallyon and even Yi’Onnaisse, of course, the latter is absent of any type of intonation.

"That is Correct Cadets, Little Surieliz is my Niece, I hope you can keep this as a secret, For obvious that it may be, She doesn’t know about our family ties, and I expect this reality to perdure unaffected until she graduates from Tiaone".

{Surieliz is really sharp minded, I can’t believe she is not aware of a relative of her family so close to her...}

"I will not tell her, Prefect"; Mentions Xhadry, who is the most prone to fail such task, as she is going to share Room with Surieliz.

"Prefect, Can we proceed?"; Asks Khallyon, as he wants to have a chat with Yi’Onnaisse as he promised to her, and with Taylor, can be doable to learn more about the Continuum.

"Of course, Cadet DICK-69"; The Prefect agrees, not only he is giving access to Kryannette’s Bedroom, he wants to get further away from Taylor, as he has recurrent nightmares about how hard and harsh were the Lessons imparted by that brute of a woman, being worse than many battlefields he has fight on.

With the help of Xhadry and Taylor, Khallyon takes Kryannette’s belongings, leaving the bedroom and running into a Young Lady he hadn’t expected to see yet.

{Mätzeniä is here!, Right, her Cadet Designation must be DIMM-31...}

The Haughty Lady locks her sight on Khallyon’s, she can perceive glimpses of an immaterial connection, along pieces of memories that doesn’t make any sense.

"I will take my leave Cadets, Instructor Taylor"; Comments the Prefect as he nods respectfully, almost concealing his high speed leaving the third floor of the Iota Fraternity Tower.

{How bad did Taylor treat the serious and kind Prefect for him to act like this?...}

"May I have a word with you?"; Politely asks Khallyon, knowing that Mätzeniä can’t give the first step due to her Family’s customs.

"I allow you to have my time"; The Haughty Lady response is not of Xhadry’s liking, as they don’t stand the other.

Differently to Äzäleä’s measured approach in a sparring match, Mätzeniä doesn’t hold back, using everything to win, a tendency that has become worse since the competition between the Mäwller and Nephron Families.

The group leaves the Iota Fraternity Tower, strolling around towards the Roof Penthouse, a location that surprise almost everyone, except for the Gorgeous Giantess, as she stays unfazed.

"Your mother hate to use the Credits she received from the Rwöllmör"; Comment Taylor with a mocking grin, looking around the luxurious furniture in the location.

"I am not different in that regard, this is a Gift, and gifts are meant to be used"; Retorts Khallyon as he signals the couches for the Ladies to take a seat.

"This is quite rude to do, but will facilitate everything"; Following his words, Khallyon shortens the distance separating him from Mätzeniä, ensnaring the Haughty Lady’s maroon pretty lips.

Mätzeniä is surprised by the action, she had a vague idea about the Rogue Cadet, but now, memories of something that never happened begin to overflow her mind.

* "Initial Kiss": +75 Proficiency *

* "First Kisser": +125 Proficiency *

With the end of the kiss, a graphite grey ethereal rectangle appears between the two Youngsters, dividing itself into two different Shards, floating to the left hand of their rightful owners.

"YOU!, *Argh!*, Stupid Snob, Why did you do that?!".

"Stupid Snob?!"; Exclaims Khallyon with confusion, as the Haughty Lady shouldn’t know about such Nickname.

{The more Anchors I have, the more Timeline Iterations I can make others to remember, then with three Anchors Naíndra would remember since her Timeline Iteration... , Of course, If that is how it works...}

The eerie sensation cursing through Khallyon’s spine doesn’t come to bother him, which puts a happy silly grin in his predatorial face.

"Bratty Bitch!, Call me that way again!"; Demands the Rogue Cadet with extreme joy, tackling Mätzeniä and suppressing the Damsel’s arms against the couch.

The behavior of Khallyon is puzzling everyone, but he is too overjoyed about learning he can protect the memories of those who are close to him.

The Haughty Lady screams "Get of me Stupid Snob!"; Hearing between the Young Man’s laugh a playful "Not a chance Bratty Bitch!"; While he leans downwards and steals Mätzeniä’s lips once again.

She is being overpowered by Khallyon’s effortless actions, struggling to accept he has become much more dangerous than what she can remember in events that never occurred.

Mätzeniä is moving her face, trying desperately to avoid the intoxicating sensation of metaphorically being devoured by the Rogue Cadet.

But she can, the kiss of Khallyon, although oppressive, is caring, tender in a savage primitive way, and the Haughty Lady is enjoying said interaction.

"Please, *Mchu*, Stubborn Snob, *Mchu*, Let’s no *Mchu* do this *Mchu* with *Mchu* without Naíndra, *Mchu*".

Khallyon smirks, He stopped kissing Mätzeniä a long time ago, and she is the one kissing him back.

The Rogue Cadet release the Haughty Lady’s arms, touching the Damsel’s forehead with his "That is precisely why I need you Buxom Bitch, If we go with Naíndra, she would not remember us, but if I have you, that changes".

"Get of me Stubborn Snob"; Mätzeniä’s voice is low, she is ashamed of the position she currently is, and how vulnerable and weak she appeared to be in comparison to Khallyon.

"As you desire Buxom Bitch"; The Rogue Cadet initial enthusiasm has started to meddle down, regaining his composure as he seats on the couch.

"Are you not going to Fuck her?!; Inquires Taylor, exasperating Khallyon "I do want to, but right now, I have other intention, and you can help me to understand more about the Continuum and how to deal with Him, It or whatever That is"...