Marriage

  The war at Cerka and Torka were thus ended, even though they were soon welcomed by the destructive news of the east falling into worse warring situations. First from Twilight, then Dawn, encompassing more than half the eastern supercontinents.

  This meant the Radical wars continued. They wouldn’t end with the capitulation of the Cerks and the last of the traitorous Ters, and that it was far from being decided in a few months, from how things were going. After all, be it in any other Order or in this Order’s AO, they were always at odds with each other.

  … Seated in the war room, just as they were discussing the ‘end’ of the Radical Wars in the morning, before everything went downhill across the world. With the approaching night, Luis wore a tired face as he sat and watched some of the last small groups leave the room.

  A few groups surrounding the Secretaries of Economy, Health, and External Affairs remained, knowing they had to pull an all-nighter after a few months not having to do such. Egoaiz had left since a while ago, while Roam remained tight to the President’s side.

  The possible candidates for the upcoming elections, among them someone from National Front to supersede Luis Heartez in the presidential chair, were at the side, tired and even worried. Luis gave them a look before glancing at Lesly, who walked to him with an upwards nod.

  Luis mentally sighed and lifted his hand to meet Lesly’s, giving him some warmth and down-to-Resilient, much needed support. Caring not for the eyes in the war room, she sat on his right knee and turned to face him. Luis opened his mouth first, “Have they sent anything back?”

  “Yes, they have. The agents are just checking it again since you were busy. They’ll deliver them to you as soon as you return to your little cave.” Lesly smiled softly, looking down with even softer, breathtaking eyes on him. Luis smiled, tired and a bit dispirited with the recent news.

  “Okay. I will go there and do my mission, ‘general’.” Luis forced a little smile and said. Lesly grinned, shaking her head with her hand carefully tracing his cheek. “Your throne sounds better.”

  “You said cave,” Luis shook his head, finding the strength to be playful. Lesly smirked with mirth before smooching his glabella. “If there’s anything else you need, then tell me. Do it on time, though. Not many countries have even sent a notification that they’ve received or read our letters regarding the ‘experimental’ little engine.”

  “I had to say that. If I said we had a 1,000-hour plus engine made for Pugor usage, won’t we get invaded by ANS and half the world? I may do that just to be the entire world’s bigger person and let them raze Lymoca to the ground instead of each other… but there’s no fun in that.”

  “…” Lesly shook her head, amazed that she heard such words come out of her President. She teased with a smile, “Since when are you a lot like Fox, hmm? Is the dear President easily manipulable by the attitude of a brat?”

  “I was much more flirty when in our younger days,” Luis tiringly put on a smug expression, to which Lesly smiled big time and lifted her eyebrows playfully a few times, agreeing the hell out of it. Otherwise, how could she have been rapidly smitten by this handsome President?

  “But I do have some additional tasks,” Luis cocked his head. Lesly listened with attention, “Bring me Fox tomorrow. His team, too. Make sure to let him know I want him to bring Esmeralda… and a bit more than just show her… his ways.”

  “… I understand.” Lesly wore a serious expression before nodding in silence. Voicing with her stern tone, she got off Luis’s knee and helped him up. Luis was fine, only a bit mentally and emotionally exhausted. Because, just when he thought he had it all resolved…

  ***

  Fox’s mansion in Proteros City.

  During the past 11 months, Fox’s business has been doing just fine. It had some alerts, but these were solved as soon as they became apparent. Fox didn’t even have to worry about them when he was in the war. Despite some issues, he still gained his credits each month.

  With the war, the situation to bring forth the 9th Order restaurants to Terka was halted, but it came at a good time, which wasn’t really a good time.

  After Fox returned, the 9th Order Restaurants welcomed competition. It wasn’t comparable to what the 9th Orders were, but some of the older chains were still kicking, and they tried to retake business. Many more appeared, and with novelty, they took some more customers away.

  The frequency at which the customers visited the 9th Orders also dropped, almost drastically, if it wasn’t for the world’s best pizza, and the greatest experimental tea in the fast food market. It was only a combination of favored tastes with other scents.

  However, with the money earned, the renovations to turn all 40 of the medium restaurants into large sized occurred rather quickly. Fox even supervised a bit, but Miros kept doing most of the hard work, with worthy candidates for managers starting to show up in the restaurants.

  The situation with the 9th Orders was good, so good that the vice presidents started formulating for a junior and senior manager hierarchy. Furthermore, such things were also being decided for when another chain opened in Terka, and these would take a bit of the whole chain’s percentage.

  It was a feasible method, but one for the future. What wasn’t in the future-only anymore was the new boutiques overseas. The good news was that they were doing okay in KAA and Zyckevele, 7 opened in each country. It was a large success to have this accomplished.

  They weren’t making enough money to incorporate to the Snowfall Enterprise’s reserves, and they still received a budget from the enterprise’s reserves, but their beginning was better than the Blackflower Boutique.

  Nevertheless, the bad news was that there were these wars now, and the shipments sent there would be delayed until who knows when. The President, Lymoca, were working on a solution, but the boutique branches over there had their storage full, over-thankfully.

  With the budget that the Snowfall Enterprise placed on them, the apple in the eyes of Fabiola and the CEO, it was enough forever 3 small boutiques in either country to operate for 2 to 3 months. Furthermore, the places bought for the boutiques had ample spaces. Not as large as the main boutique, but more than enough, with differing building infrastructure.

  On the other hand, some decorations were added, prompting the main boutique to become quite futuristic, so to speak. Its elevator now looked better and not just another structure out of its usual capsule of hiding the ugly. Furthermore, who didn’t want to visit the ‘war hero’ boutique?

  When Fox was out at war, and his ‘heavensbane’ iconic alias was still in the making, both in the military and public of Lymoca, she was brazen enough to wantonly open a military ‘friendly’ section. It was small, but it was close to the wedding section, which went just hand in hand.

  To Fox, this made him embarrassed, but he didn’t stop it or scold poor Fabiola, with Pamela already vying for managing the main boutique for some time. This is because Fabiola became ambitious, now wanting to experience more in other countries before returning to the main.

  To this, Fox and the vice presidents, CEO and Nala and Esmeralda, planned on another hierarchy, where an AA, an Assistant of Activities, could manage each part of the enterprise. This was still far into the future, more than the overseas boutiques were a year ago.

  While the business continued, unaware of the commercial terror about to happen the next year, Fox returned to his usual life like when he had just acquired his boutique. He went on team missions, not even bothering with alone missions, not when having Nala by his side every day.

  If it wasn’t because she was either focusing on her public life: in her companies, or in his, or both, only free at night, then they were cuddling and dating. More so with Esmeralda, who had to not go train some more with her father. Lately, each had their own schedule, with Fox focusing more on studying.

  He didn’t have much of an ordinary life or style, so he didn’t go around always visiting someone and buying them food or a drink. Although he regularly went to meet with Mena, the boutique, Miros, abused lovingly by Elega most of the times, Mona, and Valyer quite some times.

  Vanessa was all in when it came to meet with Fox. Even when she had busy days, having to do everything with the revolutionary Wisdom Score and all of its interconnected systems, and the new community groups. She called him over and let him just spend time with her.

  Be it staying silent or conversing or discussing the mansion, his love life with his women, business; Vanessa would patiently hear him and talk back. Even though Fox had to initiate the talking more often, Vanessa still spoke more words than him. She never denied him, even leaving the President stood up while she redirected her day’s activities for Fox.

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  Regardless, Fox’s business went as usual, he went on missions, made bions for Elega, and even finally evolved his and Pheli’s invented bions. Even then, he was a little far from being able to successfully craft top-notch bions in every attempt.

  The pivot’s excellent grade is a long pen, with thin structure, which is revealed after activation. It is wrapped by super thin dark gray slats, thinner than the previous. It has force, no longer weak or just ‘some’, but actual force and durability. Its throw activates with an incredible speed. Lastly, it has traces of Mintip to absorb just the right spots that Fox observed to be weak points.

  The comet was just as improved, if not a bit better, than the pivot. They were very useful for anyone, so he had great ideas for it. With his recently learned knowledge, Fox went far and wide.

  The excellent comet is still a blade with metallic brown color, with 2.3 cm tall steps below its rear and a double-edged tip. Now, the tip is cut irregularly, besides the steps’ height. Each blade is 1.9 mm thick and 3 to 13 inches long, with dark gray flat treads strapped around the blade.

  Now, the comet is seamlessly attached to the forearm, or the calf, with possible mind-manipulating after recognizing DNA through blood and a gut bion. It was nearing the complexity of an internal ‘gut’ bion, making it an excellent quality to the core-bion overall.

  These babies had improved a lot, more so as the comet no longer has a tiny Mintip tip, but was now made 1/9 of Mintip. Overall, they became durable. They would still be destroyed without protection or avoiding DLMs, NBs, NSs, or SSs and SHs, the world’s still top-notch guns.

  As for the Blackflower Boutique and the 40 large 9th Order Restaurants, they made big numbers to the enterprise and Fox’s money bags.

  In total, the Snowfall Enterprise made net sales of 156,707,664 credits, of which 120,000,000 credits were used to renovate the 40 9th Order restaurants from medium to large sized. They were still a little smaller than the main in Sargonde.

  Another 9,800,000 credits were used for the boutiques and the main’s decorations. With the previous reserves, the enterprise still had… 4,317,365 credits left. At first, it wasn’t enough for the restaurants to be innovated, until Fox parted with his money again, momentarily, to invest.

  His money was now back in his pockets, paid by the overambitious Snowfall Enterprise ‘empire’ and its CEO of equal mindset. In total, Fox made 373,410,144 credits with yesterday’s monthly report. With his good quality bions sold, and the team assignations, he made a killing of 410,010,144 credits. Millions went to date Nala and Esmeralda, spending 750,00 credits monthly.

  He no longer paid for the mega hotel’s suite. That was Teon’s suite shared with Mena now, and often inviting Nauer. However, the 300k he paid for the suite, he now paid while dating Esmeralda, half her monthly maintenance cost less than Nala.

  Thus, Nala no longer had any way out when Esmeralda teased her. Furthermore, ever since returning from the wars in the south, Nala has been more proactive. She was still grumpy to have Esmeralda take some ‘times’ with Fox, those talks about life.

  But her grumpiness was much lower than ever before. A great step. If that wasn’t enough, then her recent proactive, flirty moves on Esmeralda rather confirmed her acceptance of this past lover of her man staying. Fox often heard them play whenever he returned a little late…

  Nothing like being welcomed back home with pussies playing with their kitties, it was a colossal sight that no mortal, insignificant ant deserved to see… then talk about life with.

  In total, Fox’s account now had an astronomical number, 438,378,224 credits. He was just 2 years away from paying off his debt, and the enterprise was well routed to its development. Besides, Luis would most likely extend his debt’s time. He couldn’t say no to him, right?

  All of this would become more complicated thanks to the wars overseas, which should have been similar to when the west began the Radical Wars. But the east’s situation was much more drastic than what occurred in the west.

  … Fox sat in one of the living room’s sofas. They were all comfy, spacious, and perfectly aligned to the enormous TV screen. He was watching some of the images in the western coasts of Zyckevele. Never had he seen several thousand warplanes mobilize against one another.

  His expressionless face’s attention was grabbed as he heard Nala and Esmeralda return. More often than not, they’d come back home together when there was a busy day, while Esmeralda would return much sooner alone if not.

  Thinking about it made Fox curious every time. Esmeralda was ‘training’ under her father, who has been taught by Butler, whenever Ego wasn’t sneakily turning Teon into his pupil. Esmeralda was greedy, wanting logistics, state of affairs, and even the secret world’s combat.

  She couldn’t learn Emer’s secret art, she wasn’t compatible, but Nala has had some ideas of arts that her mentor, Emer, back then offered her before teaching her his secret art.

  With Nala, Emer treated her kindly, wanting to secure her other ways before teaching her. With Fox, Emer was an old fart, geezer, and pizza-lover, that grandpa. Fox hadn’t yet gained the idea to really teach Esmeralda the secret world’s ways, but Nala was rather fixated.

  “We’re home!” - “Where is he? Always making us look for him… Oh, there he is~!” Nala shouted with her natural voice after Esmeralda’s giggles. Esmeralda complained before finding a wild Foxie lazing on the sofa.

  Thud. Esmeralda went to Fox, running towards him, much better than she could even after returning from the war. She lunged at him. Fox lifted his left arm and relaxed his right one, leading Esme into his chest to rest her head on his right elbow’s nook.

  “What are you doing this late? I thought you knew I like to see you waiting and with only places to bite, not tear clothes or salivate over them on your- grr!” Esmeralda talked cutely at first with an equally cute face. But as she talked and lust emerged in her eyes, her voice became hungrier.

  Rustle, tap. “Mmmh.” Nala walked over and accommodated herself slightly on top of Esme. She hummed, cuddling them together, hugging Fox’s side with her right arm and Nala’s lower back with the other. Then, she lightly headbutted Esmeralda, who caressed back with her head.

  “Don’t annoy the ‘master’. Master is so tired. Look at the news, and didn’t everyone talk about it? Just shhh… and pleasure master.” Nala playfully said, slowly blinking her eyes and whispering in and out of Esmeralda’s right ear, making her chest uncontrollably throb.

  “Mmmn,” Esmeralda couldn’t resist seeing a horny Nala. While Nala habitually led her hand from squeezing Esmeralda’s nape to her vertebral column, sensually dancing her fingertips and nails, down to Esme’s dress’s lower hem, Esme went lower and lower on Fox.

  Nala kissed Fox on every part of his body her eyes landed. His chest, neck, ear, shoulder, ribcage… Meanwhile, her left hand found the curtain to paradise, welcoming a swamp before beginning preparations for plowing the land.

  “!” Fox blinked at the same time his WID felt superficially warm. Nala stopped, while Esmeralda was already opening wide and closing her eyes with gusto. Fox received a message, and from Lesly, talking about Luis and a task for him. He was to come tomorrow.

  Fox glanced at the screen before looking at Esmeralda’s bobbing head, while Nala looked at him, intrigued but still lovingly and dotingly. Fox blinked, realizing what else he was looking at happening, before staring at Nala.

  “We’ll go to Luis tomorrow.” Fox said. He planned to add some other things, but Nala beat him to open her mouth, “Oh no. We’re not going to another war if we’re still just partners.”

  “…” Fox looked at Nala speechlessly. He wasn’t even allowed to make some chatter while he was pleasured? Couldn’t he just enjoy the peak of a glorious day? Esmeralda continued playing frog with her head before sounding a loud ‘plop’ before saying her part.

  “That’s right. Don’t even think about bringing us anywhere without marrying us first.” After that, Esme went down for a bit before speaking again. “We don’t care about anything else. We’ve already made the questions, and you’ve accepted it. Don’t we deserve it?”

  Fox cupped her jaw and kissed her forehead. Esmeralda felt her heartbeat rapidly thumping as Fox talked to her face to face, feeling each other’s breaths and eyelashes. “Yes, I promised. I don’t care about other wars, but marrying you… I think that’s ready.”

  “…” - “…” Esmeralda and Nala exchanged a glance. Even if Fox wanted to plan something, he wouldn’t leave them out of it, nor would he be able to hide it from them. How could have this doofus psychopath be able to hide something so important and huge from them?

  Fox didn’t say anything, but what was said was said. It only needed to be done as well. They understood that, with Esmeralda’s profound black eyes melting, and Nala’s gray, light blue eyes darting between him and Esme.

  “Mmmf-” - “Mnn…” - “Hmf~…” Esmeralda couldn’t hold herself anymore, guiding the right fleshy parts to become one, and opening her mouth to eat her man’s. Fox kept cupping her face, when Nala came closer and intruded, forming a shared kiss. Esme began moving, with Nala finding that method to make Esmeralda twirl all over her body as she ate Fox’s body.

  They had to make the most of it before going away. Luis would send them somewhere, that was for sure, although it was not known where. While Lymoca was now interventionist, Lys wouldn’t go overseas just to defend another war, nor could they. They just concentrated on themselves for tonight. After all, wars were scary.

  … The next day, Fox grabbed his Myertha, with Nala and Esmeralda on his back and front. Since Nala didn’t have a huge rack, she went on the front, giving enough space for 3 to ride the Myertha. On his way to the presidential precinct, about 5 minutes with PSD hidden routes and his Myertha and skill to ride, they received notorious remarks from the people.

  “Heavensbane!” - “Wow, look, he’s riding with some girls!” - “Shh shh shht! Don’t speak to Heavensbane like that!” - “Eep! Perdón, amá.” - “Oh my gaaawd, Heavensbane, is there another spot for another girrrrl~!?” - “Bro, drop it. He can tell you’re a dude.” - “…” - “A dumb bitch dude.”

  Wherever Fox went, unfortunately, people called him out with pride. It wasn’t so bad at first. When he returned from the wars, only kids dared to call the name in public, whispering and near a trusted adult; not Fox, of course.

  But after the Cerk and Torkan governments’ assassinations, any Ly would cult-like chant Fox’s new alias from time to time. It went to the point where Esmeralda accidentally moaned it a few times every few talks about life. By mistake.

  At least there was something that Esmeralda would blush from in bed.

  Nevertheless, Fox got used to it during the previous month, where these things kept happening. Even more whenever he went into the SCJ building, which enjoyed slightly humbling yet enlarging renovations. They must’ve been up to 3 times costlier than all his 40 9th Order restaurants.

  Fox parked in his ‘special agent, Raging Blood’ lot after going through the renewed gates, which had a rather decorative ‘barrier-like’ wall of light green color. It would give electric sensations to whoever touched it, even with a high NUA. The real ‘wall’ was camouflaged behind it.

  Indeed, something that could identify high NUAs’ movement had to be impossibly costly and worthy. Fox walked in with Nala and Esmeralda. The people around the main, presidential precinct seemed to be familiar with Esmeralda, who came here often.

  Without further ado, they turned around Luis’s office and went in with Fox effortlessly and casually pushing the gates open. It was time for another last-minute meeting before being given another heavy role.

  …