The World Is Mine For The Taking

It was Isiliraiellyn.

She showed up behind me out of nowhere, looping her arms around my torso and hugging me from behind, her modest chest pressing softly into my back.

Her warmth seeped right through my clothes, and for a second, I could feel her breath brushing against my neck.

Then she tilted her head a bit, noticing that I wasn't alone at the table.

"Hmm?" she hummed, eyes sweeping across the group before a teasing smirk curled on her lips. "Oh, so these must be your lovers, Leon, huh?"

Her words dripped with amusement, almost like she was poking at me just to see my reaction.

"Hi! Isiliraiellyn!" Titania called out cheerfully, her face lighting up with a wide smile.

She honestly looked excited to see her, like someone finally meeting a friend they'd been waiting for.

"It's actually really good timing. We just realized we had exactly one extra piece left!" Titania added, the enthusiasm practically bubbling in her voice.

"Hmm? What's that?" Isiliraiellyn tilted her head, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

"Something that Zeruel prepared," Titania explained, still smiling.

Zeruel, on the other hand, couldn't even look at Isiliraiellyn properly. Her cheeks flamed bright pink, and she dropped her gaze to the table, probably remembering that night we'd shared together.

Even though she hadn't gotten fully fucked back then, it still counted as a threesome… technically.

Isiliraiellyn glanced down at the sandwiches—and right at that moment, her stomach betrayed her with a loud, unmistakable growl. Her eyes widened slightly, and a bit of drool actually pooled at the corner of her mouth.

"Ooohhh… that looks so damn good…" she murmured, almost dazed. "Can I have some?"

"Sure! Have a seat!" Titania said, practically beaming.

"Okay!"

With a quick, eager motion, Isiliraiellyn grabbed a chair from a nearby table and scooted it up next to ours. In almost the same breath, she reached straight into the lunchbox and grabbed a whole ass sandwich with both hands—moving so fast it was like she'd been starving for days.

She was about to bite into it when—

"Hey!" Titania's voice snapped, sharp enough to freeze Isiliraiellyn mid-motion. "We're supposed to share that!"

"Share what?" Isiliraiellyn blinked, half-confused, half-caught red-handed, still clutching the sandwich like a guilty kid caught sneaking sweets before dinner.

"We were going to cut it into six pieces so everyone could have some. You can't just eat the whole thing yourself, Miss Isiliraiellyn," Titania scolded, her glare firm but her tone carrying that unmistakable big-sister vibe.

Honestly, she sounded exactly like a mother trying to teach her kid some manners—and somehow, that just made it even funnier to watch.

"Um… a-alright, here…" Isiliraiellyn mumbled, cheeks darkening a shade, and gently put the sandwich back down. She almost looked like a puppy that got its nose tapped for trying to steal food off the table.

I couldn't help but marvel for a second—Titania could be terrifying when she wanted to be. Maybe it was part of how she saw it as her job to keep the girlfriends I had at the academy in check.

"Mm…" Titania nodded once, her expression softening. "Alright then, I'll split them in half so we can share them properly."

With careful hands, she started cutting the sandwiches, moving deliberately so the halves were even. Then she handed out each piece, making sure everyone—me included—got one.

"Now then, shall we taste it?" Titania asked, her voice calm again.

At her words, all of us bit into our sandwiches together.

"Mph?!"

Isiliraiellyn's reaction was instant—her eyes shot open wide as the flavor seemed to explode on her tongue, and she let out a muffled moan that turned into an outright happy hum.

"Mmmmmm~!!!"

Her pupils practically turned into little stars, and it was written all over her face just how much she loved it.

"Wow! This is really good!" Titania exclaimed, surprise and delight shining through.

"It really is," Trill chimed in, nodding with genuine appreciation.

Even Yr, usually half-asleep no matter the hour, looked awake and was chewing with quiet satisfaction. "Mmm… mm…" she murmured in agreement, her eyes half-lidded but clearly pleased.

And honestly? They were all right.

It was a damn good sandwich.

I'd tasted Zeruel's sandwiches before, but somehow the flavor still felt fresh—like it burst open in my mouth, hitting every part of my tongue. It had that kind of taste that made you think you could keep eating it every day and never get tired of it.

Though now that I thought about it, it tasted just a little different compared to the last time.

Zeruel must've noticed me pausing because she quickly spoke up, her voice small and careful. "M-My mom prepared it for me this time… so the taste might be a little different from last time."

"I see…" I nodded, meeting her eyes briefly.

So that explained it. Honestly, the difference wasn't huge—barely noticeable, really—but there was definitely a little twist to it.

"I-I'm sorry…" she murmured, almost as if it was reflex.

"Why are you saying sorry?" I asked, brow furrowed a bit.

She seemed to say sorry for just about everything. I didn't know if it was because she felt unsure about herself, or because sitting next to absolute knockouts like Titania and Trill made her question her place.

"Eh? So this was made by your mom, Zeruel? Um… is it really okay that we took it?" Titania asked, sounding almost a bit concerned now.

"I-I really was just going to give Leon one, so it's fine, really," Zeruel said, forcing a little smile that looked shy but genuine.

"So that means it was only meant for Leon! Why didn't you tell us?!" Titania blurted, eyes widening just a bit.

"U-Um, no, it's really okay…" Zeruel stammered. "H-Honestly, I'm kind of happy you all got to try it… and now I can tell my mom what you thought about it," she added softly, her cheeks still flushed.

Titania fell quiet for a second, staring at her, and then that gentle smile returned to her face.

"Zeruel… I don't think Leon's said this enough, but… you're already part of this group—even if you still haven't had sex with Leon yet," she said softly, her voice steady but warm. "Don't let that make you feel like you don't belong here. Because honestly? You belong here as much as any of us." She paused, then her smile deepened. "So… welcome to the group, Zeruel."

Zeruel blinked, lips parting slightly, her eyes shimmering. And then she asked in a small voice, "I-Is it really okay?"

"What did I tell you? It's fine," Titania replied, nodding lightly.

The others seemed to silently agree, offering smiles or nods that spoke louder than words.

And just like that, Zeruel had truly, finally become one of my girlfriends.