Powerless Boy is reborn as Lustful Elf
Chapter 76: Sounds like you need to be punished…

Chapter 76: Sounds like you need to be punished...

Alex sauntered to the bed, sprawling across the neatly made covers with a casual ease, his hazel eyes glinting as he propped himself on one elbow, watching Inolda explore the room.

The lantern’s soft glow bathed the modest space, casting warm shadows across the wooden walls, their grain polished to a gentle sheen.

A desk stood cluttered with parchments and a quill, the faint scent of ink mingling with the earthy warmth of Elaris Hold, while the teddy bear, Griesla and Jusin’s awkward gift, perched atop the pillows, its button eyes glinting in the dim light.

Inolda’s pink curls bounced as she paced, her bold eyes scanning the sparse decorations

She paused, turning to him, her grin sly but approving. "Nice room," she said, her voice carrying a playful lilt, her gaze flicking over the space as if cataloging its secrets.

Alex’s smirk widened, the curve of his lips carrying that familiar blend of cocky charm and quiet self-mockery.

There was something effortlessly disarming about it, like he didn’t take himself too seriously, even when he clearly could.

He stretched lazily, arms reaching above his head as his muscles flexed beneath the soft fabric of his shirt, drawing just enough attention without trying.

The bed creaked beneath him in quiet protest

"Thanks," he said, his voice warm but laced with a dry edge, "but it’s more a compliment to Jusin and Griesla than me. Haven’t touched a single decoration in here."

He gestured lazily at the room, his hazel eyes meeting hers, a flicker of amusement dancing in their depths as he acknowledged the untouched space, a canvas still shaped by his guardians’ hands rather than his own.

Inolda’s grin softened, her bold demeanor easing as she crossed the room, settling beside him on the bed, the mattress dipping slightly under her weight.

Her floral perfume, a sharp contrast to the room’s inky warmth, brushed against him, her pink curls catching the lantern light as she leaned closer, her voice quieter, threaded with genuine curiosity.

"How’s adjusting to all this going for you?" she asked, her eyes searching his, a rare sincerity breaking through her usual fire, as if she sensed the weight he carried beneath his charm.

Alex’s smile was soft, almost wistful, his hazel eyes drifting to the ceiling, where faint cracks in the wood traced patterns like forgotten constellations.

"It’s still moving fast," he said, his voice low, reflective, each word weighed with a truth he hadn’t fully voiced before.

"Everything’s a blurschool, abilities, the Council. But in a way, I dread when it slows down."

His smile faltered, a shadow crossing his face, the rapid pace of his new life a whirlwind he wasn’t ready to escape.

Inolda tilted her head, her pink curls swaying, her bold eyes narrowing with curiosity, urging him to continue.

"Why’s that?" she asked, her voice gentle but probing, her presence a steady anchor in the quiet room, the distant hum of the botanical garden filtering through the window like a faint lullaby.

Alex exhaled, his fingers tracing the edge of the blanket, his voice quieter, raw with a vulnerability he rarely showed. "With things moving this fast, I haven’t had time to process that this is my life now," he said, his hazel eyes flicking to hers, a flicker of unease beneath his confidence. "No memories, no past, just here, now. When it slows down, I’ll have to face all that emotional baggage, and it’s gonna hit hard."

The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his unknown origins, the forest awakening that defined him, a truth he’d been running from since he arrived.

Inolda’s expression softened, her bold facade giving way to empathy, her voice steady but blunt. "It’ll be even harder ’cause it’s gonna hit you all at once," she said, her eyes holding his, unflinching, as if she’d faced her own storms and knew the cost of delayed reckoning.

Her words were a mirror, reflecting the challenge he dreaded, and Alex’s smirk returned, tinged with sarcasm, his charm a shield against the truth.

"Thanks for cheering me up," he said, his voice dry, a playful edge cutting through the heaviness, his hazel eyes glinting as he leaned closer, his tone teasing but warm.

Inolda’s lips twitched, her bold eyes sparkling with a matching defiance, her response as sharp as a blade.

"You’re welcome," she said, her tone equally dry, her pink curls bouncing as she tilted her head, her grin a challenge that reignited the spark between them.

The room’s quiet intimacy, the lantern’s glow, the faint creak of the bed, amplified the moment, their banter a dance on the edge of something deeper.

Alex’s confidence surged, his hand reaching out to grab her shoulder, his fingers firm as he yanked her down to lie beside him on the bed, the mattress bouncing softly under their weight.

Inolda let out a surprised laugh, her bold eyes widening, but she didn’t pull away, her body stretching out beside his, close enough for him to feel the warmth radiating from her.

"You sure have a smart mouth on you," he said, his voice low, teasing, his hazel eyes locking onto hers, a playful challenge woven into each word, the air crackling with anticipation.

Inolda propped herself on one elbow, her pink curls spilling over her shoulder, her grin sharp and unyielding, her voice dripping with defiance.

"Yeah, I do," she shot back, her bold eyes flashing, daring him to make the next move. "What’re you gonna do about it?" Her words were a spark, igniting the tension, her gaze steady, unafraid, a challenge that pulled him in.

Alex’s eyes dropped to her lips, full and tantalizing, a slow, deliberate lick of his own lips betraying the heat building in his chest.

His smirk deepened, his voice dropping to a husky murmur, laced with a suggestive edge that filled the room.

"Sounds like you need to be punished," he said, his hazel eyes glinting with mischief, the words hanging between them like a promise

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