Villainess X Villain: They are obsessed with each other!

Julius let out a low groan. Every muscle in his body felt heavy and sore, aching deep in every single joint.

"Wh... what the hell just happened?" he muttered softly. His eyes fluttered open.

The dark hall sat completely quiet around him. Nothing moved. Nothing made a sound.

He stayed silent for a while, blinking slowly. His head spun with dizziness, turning everything blurry.

He tried to remember where he was and what had gone wrong.

Then a chill crept up from the cold stone floor and ran through his body.

That sudden cold snap cleared the fog from his mind.

Everything came rushing back at once, how he and Rosalina had thrown ten years of their lives into that spear, how they had poured out every spell they knew, and how it all failed.

They had escaped with their lives, then dropped unconscious right here.

"Haa..." Julius let out a long sigh.

He almost laughed at himself. Killing Crypian felt like trying to grab the sky.

It looked so close, almost within reach. But the harder they chased it, the farther it floated away.

What a joke. Two masked experts, beaten by a kid who had his system malfunctioned. Lovely. Just lovely.

Julius let out another long sigh and tried to push his upper body up.

"Hmm?"

Something heavy yet soft and warm rested right on top of him.

The feeling was strong and tender at the same time.

It pressed against his chest in the nicest way, making him feel strangely comfortable even though his whole body still ached.

He lifted himself a little higher and looked down.

The moment he saw her, recognition settled over him. It was Rosalina.

A soft breath left his lips. That was why he couldn’t sit up properly.

He remembered now, in her frustration after they failed to kill Crypian, she had thrown herself onto him.

He had been exhausted too, so they both collapsed together, and she must have stayed right there, unconscious on his chest.

But then Julius frowned gently as he gazed at her head.

Why did she look so big all of a sudden? Her hair had grown unbelievably long.

It spilled across his body and flowed all the way down to the cold stone floor like a dark, silky river.

He had never seen hair that long in his life.

’When did this happen?’ he wondered.

"Rose... Rose?" he called softly. He reached out and shook her shoulder with care.

The moment his fingers touched her skin, warmth met his hand.

’Hmm?’ His brows drew together in quiet thought. ’Is her robe torn?’

"Mom? Mom? Are you here?"

He called for tiny Elizabeth, but no soft answer came back.

Instead, her voice suddenly echoed from the ring on Rosalina’s finger, clear and straight, like a message left behind.

["All the mana my original body left me with is now used up. I have taken care of the nightmare beasts and put a strong barrier around you.]

[I also cooked some meat from them. When you wake up, eat it and share with Rosalina, don’t eat it all by yourself.]

[Also, there was a call from your avatar Uriel. He said the dean has entered the tower and Crypian and Alia have returned safely. Be careful and leave this place soon. Goodbye, have a safe journey. Your sweetest mom. Muah."]

The voice sounded warm and caring, but it was clearly a recording.

Julius lay there quietly for a few more minutes, staring at the dark ceiling.

His mother had used up everything she had left to help them. A small, tired smile touched his lips. She really was the best.

Then he took a slow breath. ’No, I shouldn’t waste any more time, he thought.’

From what she said, the dean was already on his way here.

And there could only be one reason, to capture them.

Still, it would be hard for the dean to reach this floor. He would have to force his way through the seventh floor.

Spell casters at the spirit core or higher weren’t allowed inside, after all. That would buy them a little time.

Julius gave her shoulder one last gentle squeeze.

"Anyways, we should get going," he muttered.

He reached down to lift her carefully.

But the moment his hands moved under her, something soft and warm filled both of them.

’Hmm?’

He fiddled with them for a second, trying to figure out what he was touching.

It was definitely skin, smooth, warm skin. But what part felt this incredibly soft?

His fingers kept exploring without thinking.

Then they suddenly stopped on something that made his whole body freeze. He looked down at her back.

His face turned bright red in an instant.

He yanked his hands away fast.

"The fuck?"

"Rose!! Rose! Wake up!!" he shouted, his voice cracking with panic. Everything around him suddenly felt way too real.

She was completely naked.

His eyes moved again, checking lower.

Her body lay pressed against his, skin to skin, with nothing covering either of them. And it wasn’t just her, he was naked too.

His body had grown a lot. His arms were longer now, his chest wider, shoulders broad and strong.

He could feel the weight of long hair resting on his back and neck.

Julius froze even more. It wasn’t just him.

Rosalina had grown too.

She had become a full-grown woman, her body soft and mature, with gentle curves that pressed warmly against every inch of him.

Her full breasts rested softly on his wide chest, her smooth legs tangled with his, and her long, silky hair spilled everywhere like a warm blanket.

He didn’t know what to do.

Her entire body lay completely against his, skin to skin, with nothing in between.

"Shit! Shit, shit, shit!!"

Her softness was making his mind go numb. Every little shift of her body sent warmth rushing through him.

’It’s probably because of that spell,’ he thought.

They had burned ten years of their lives, but he never imagined it would count like this.

Their bodies had simply grown ten years older in one night.

"Oi! Wake up!! You’re making things worse!!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Rosalina stirred slightly against him. Her warm breath brushed his neck.

"Um... why are you shouting..." she mumbled, still half-asleep, her voice soft and lazy.

"Let me sleep for a bit more..."

She snuggled closer without thinking, pressing even tighter into his chest, completely unaware of their naked bodies tangled together on the cold floor.

Julius’s face burned even hotter.

"Hell no!! Wake up, you sleepy head!!! I can’t hold on much longer!!"

He shouted, trying hard to keep his body calm. But nothing felt calm right now.

His heart raced, his skin felt too warm, and every tiny movement she made only made it worse.

"Why are you shouting..." Rosalina mumbled, her eyes snapping open with clear annoyance.

She lifted her head and looked straight at his face.

The moment she saw him, she froze.

"What the...?" she muttered.

His jaw had grown sharper, his cheekbones stood out, and his eyes looked sharper and deeper.

From his collarbones to his strong throat, everything about him had become... very manly.

"When the heck did you get this hot, babe?" A tiny drop of blood slipped from her nose.

She quickly wiped it away with the back of her hand. "You look damn good..."

Even though he had grown up so much, she still recognized him right away. Her voice came out soft and a little dreamy.

But Julius didn’t have time to enjoy the compliment.

"You idiot, look!" he shouted, his voice cracking. "You’re naked!! And I’m too!! Get up!!"