The Moonlight Swordsman



Together, Aizel and Shelly appeared in Aizel's Earthly dwelling. Alora, who had been waiting silently, saw their arrival. 

Alora's power was still needed to teleport Shelly from one world to another. 

"Thank you, Alora," Shelly said.

"So now you have some really cool power, huh?" Alora said.

  "Yes, let me show you something." She tried to do something, but then she made some strange expressions.

"Our world still doesn't have mana yet, Shelly," Aizel reminded her.

"I completely forgot about that. That world is really addictive.

"This mana and power will surely make anyone go mad with power." She said.

"You should be more careful with it. Your time power might be really powerful, Doc, but don't get drunk on it.

"Promise me you won't do anything stupid there," Aizel said.

"Yes don't worry, Aizel. I won't"

"Because you are the only one in this world I care about."

Shelly's checks went a little red after hearing that.

"Geez, you shouldn't talk to anyone like that, especially girls, Aizel. 

"By the way, tell me, how's your relationship with Daisy going on? Did the trip make you even closer to her?"

"Oh yes, a little, you can say. We shared a kiss, and one time I held her hands when she was nervous." Aizel replied shyly.

Alora's ears perked up after hearing the kiss.

"Nice going, man," Shelly said with a little tap on his shoulder.

"Did you really kiss her?" Alora asked.

"Yeah, I mean, she was the one who kissed me."

"Okay, now I am hungry. Take me to somewhere nice to eat." Alora said. 

She turned around and left.

"How much food does she really need to consume?" Aizel sighed.

"You guys have fun; I have to visit my mother. I will be back by tomorrow," Shelly said.

"Okay, take care."

Shelly then stepped out of Aizel's humble apartment.

Aizel, meanwhile, was making his way toward the hall, where the lovely Alora was waiting, her posture exuding an air of readiness for their impending journey outside.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Take me anywhere, I don't care. I need to spend some time with you."

"Okay kid, grab my finger, I will take you for your day out," Aizel said with a giggle.

Alora gracefully closed the distance between them by grabbing his hand. Seeing her little frame next to his conjured up a sweet mental image of a doting dad strolling with his daughter.

They ventured out into the lively streets and set off on a stroll, their hungry eyes scanning the area for tasty treats. As they strolled, they came upon a colorful food truck with an undeniable air of Mexico.

"Do you wanna eat here?" Aizel asked.

Alora nodded.

They both ordered some burritos and tacos, making sure they were a little spicy. 

"This is so tastyyyyyyy" Alora said.

"I am glad you like it, little girl."

As they tasted the authentic Mexican fare, their taste buds probably did a little happy dance. 

After filling their bellies at the alluring food truck, they continued on their walk, excitedly anticipating the cold refreshment that would come at their next stop: a wonderful interlude with creamy, tantalizing ice cream.

"I forgot to mention something," Alora said as she licked her choco-brownie flavor ice cream.

"What is it?" Aizel inquired, enjoying his mango-flavored one.

"Irene visited your place quite a few times. She said there was something important for you."

"What sort of stuff?" Aizel asked, his brows raised.

"She didn't say anything about that. She told me that she would only let you know.

"What a pain..."

"Let's just leave it for now. I will deal with it later. What about you? Do you wanna go somewhere else?" He asked.

"No, let's head back now."

"And what about that Satan thing, Is it still going on?" he asked.

"No, it has been a cooldown after you didn't make an appearance. But the police are still trying to find you every day," Alora replied. 

"Hehe, I won't gonna do it again. They should focus on something else instead."

When they finally got back to their beloved apartment, they collapsed into its warm arms. 

As they settled upon the comfortable couch, the peace and quiet of their shared room overwhelmed them.

Alora's soft breathing became a melody that complemented the silence of their surroundings as she laid her head suddenly on Aizel's lap and gave in to the beautiful embrace of sleep.

Did she really get jealous today?" Aizel thought.

[Fufu, I was merely getting scared of her. Look at her; she is just like a kid..]

"Oye Spirit, you don't have the right to call me that," Alora whispered.

[She can hear me, save me Master]

Aizel giggle.

In the meantime, Aizel launched an online browser on his TV, bathing the room in a ghostly white light.

Immersed in a world of digital wonder, he delved deeper into a realm of captivating videos and enthralling theories, his mind becoming a fertile ground for exploration and imagination.

The Next Morning,

Shelly turned the key in the lock of their apartment door slowly, hearing the familiar creak of the apartment.

The moment her feet crossed the doorway, her eyes were drawn to the touching scene before her.

There, nestled upon the couch, were Alora and Aizel, their slumbering forms entwined in a peaceful embrace. 

A soothing light flickered across the room from the still-active television, illuminating the sleeping individuals.

Shelly walked with purposeful steps toward the apartment's hub: the kitchen, a land of culinary promise.

She looked around at all the food that was waiting for her, a blank slate on which to paint a healthy breakfast. 

She didn't let the lack of variety in the ingredients stop her from creating a breakfast that would satisfy their hunger and stimulate their senses with a symphony of flavors.

The faint melodies from the busy kitchen caused Aizel's eyelids to twitch, waking him from his sleep. 

With tender finesse, he carefully disentangled himself from Alora's embrace, his movements marked by a graceful evasion.

The gentle yawn he let out was a symphony of morning fatigue, but he forged ahead, his curiosity and the scent of food in the air leading him to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Doc; you are early," he said.

But he noticed Shelly's eyes were somewhere else. He followed her gaze only to see it land on his dick, which was on all alert in the morning.

"It seems you have a quite nice dream," Shelly said with a giggle.