Don Quixote's Delusions (5)

“What a relief, truly a relief···.”

Lanne repeated those mutterings while holding me tightly.

The girl’s face remained buried against my chest.

Her fallen blonde hair and figure tickled the tip of my nose.

Though she panted as if exhausted, clear relief mingled with her breathing.

“Truly··· As I expected, I knew you would be safe!”

Lanne spoke in a choked voice.

Before I knew it, I was patting the girl’s back.

Our body heat mingled warmly.

Wet beads of sweat, and the refreshing scent peculiar to the girl...