Milrd woke up and found himself in the same room he had been in before Donny McDickerson’s attack.

  He was getting tired of this room. It was bnd and white. But he noticed it was now sunset, so he assumed he was asleep for a while.

  Along with that, he was also in a new set of clothing, which was just pajama pants.

  Thankfully, he could now move his body around, with the side effects of his G-Bomb finally gone.

  He started to get up, but stopped when he noticed Myusel sitting right next to him. He was feeling a sense of deja vu from this.

  “Oh, you’re awake. It’s been like five hours. Thought you were-” Myusel began to say, but Milrd put his hand up from under his bedsheets and stopped her.

  “Myusel. Why do you do this? Why are you watching me while I sleep?” Milrd asked as he sat up on the bed. Myusel looked down at him with a smile.

  “Why wouldn’t I? You’re my long term patient after all.” She chuckled as she pulled gsses from a nearby drawer, putting them on.

  “I guess… Wait a damn second. What do you mean ‘long term’?” He asked as he sat up on the bed.

  “Well, I’ve come up with an idea to cure your G-bomb symptoms and addiction. If I’m able to complete this ritual and give you the necessary medicine, you won’t need G-Bomb anymore. You’ll be able to use your rage state on your own and control it. It’ll both be a physical cure, and hopefully be a mental one as well. However, it’ll take around a week or so to complete.” Myusel expined as she crossed her arms.

  Milrd’s eyes widened when she finished. If she could actually do this, then he could manually activate his Cuckold Rage without needing G-Bomb nor extreme emotions!

  This would make his job as a hero easier and would help him fix his wrongs. He would be stuck in the manor, meaning he would be able to avoid his Hero Society penthouse. The same penthouse were Avery’s note resided.

  There were no negatives to this, besides being around freak ass Rolondo and Myusel for longer.

  “Ah, that’s fucking amazing! Wait… Do you want me to stay here for a week? In the manor? Or do I leave and come back?” Milrd asked as he frowned slightly, realizing he had just made a big assumption.

  “Oh yes, please. Hopefully, whenever Chad returns, the security around here will be improved. You won’t have to worry about fighting and can just focus on resting or training. You’ll have your own room right here and everything. Besides, Rolondo likes you a lot. We’ll all have a great time.”

  After a few seconds of silence, Milrd nodded and crossed his arms, accepting that the positives. outweighed the negatives in this case.

  “Sure, I’m in. When will you start though?”

  “Right now. I just need to get some diagnostics reted to your body. Just a few check ups to start! It won’t take long, so you can rest from the battle earlier after I finish!” She replied before she held him by the arm, helping him stand up.

  “Yeah cool. Why are you so excited about this? From what you expined, this is gonna be boring as hell.” Milrd sighed as he saw her check his temperature, rubbing her hands on his bare chest and forehead.

  “Hm. I disagree. You see, this house is normally pretty empty, besides maidservants or Rolondo. And Rolondo likes being by himself, and I also don’t have many guests to talk to. So having someone else to spend time with is really nice.” She replied, pulling a tape measurer from her pocket, wrapping it around his waist.

  “What about Chad? You’re literally getting married to him. You’ll be able to talk to him a ton.” Milrd stated as he saw her draw a bit of blood from his wrist, pcing it in a small vial.

  “Heh, you’re a bit naive, aren’t you Milrd? Getting married doesn’t change much between us, it’s just a title. A beautiful one, though.” She expined as she pced the vial into a pink machine to her side.

  “And that retionship is?” Milrd asked, finding it strange that he was so interested in their business. After all, he had barely known who this woman was before this morning!

  “Hm… Chad… He’s not here often, because of his important work. I know everything he’s doing is for us, but it can be lonely here. So, that’s why I’m happy you’re here, Milrd.” She replied, with her tone becoming more joyful towards the end.

  Milrd stayed silent as he sat back on the bed, watching her tap and work with the machine. He grinned quietly when he saw Myusel’s joy, with the words Milly stated to him all those years ago ringing in his head.

  “That’s good I guess. Not the Chad being absent and shit part, but the fact that you’re doing better with me around. Not many people have really said that about me.”

  “Heh, does that mean I’m special to you now?” She asked, causing Milrd’s eyebrow to raise.

  “Sure, whatever makes you happy.” He replied as casually as he could, ying back on the comfortable bed.

  Myusel continued tapping on the machine while Milrd rested, with the room becoming silent for a minute or two.

  During this silence, Milrd considered everything that had gone on that day and how he felt about Myusel.

  She was beautiful and he enjoyed talking to her, but she was still Chad’s lover and was a weirdo who treated Rolondo like a little girl.

  So, he knew he would eventually have to put a bit of difference between the two in order to keep everything normal. Especially during his week long stay at this manor.

  There were boundaries between them he couldn’t break, or else. He didn’t want to take the brunt of Chad’s rage.

  After these minutes passed, Myusel cleared her throat, gaining Milrd’s attention.

  “I’m basically finished with you for today. You can get something to eat while I look at your blood samples.” Myusel asked to break the silence.

  Milrd nodded and stood up, crossing his arms as he reached the doorframe.

  “Thanks again Myusel. For all of the help and everythin. I’ll be back in a bit. We can chat more then.” He replied as he walked out, closing the door behind himself.

  Myusel stayed silent as she heard his footsteps become quieter, sighing as soon as the room became silent.

  She stood up and walked to the bed Milrd slept on. She grabbed the bedsheets and brought them closer to her nose, sniffing them lightly.

  A blush grew on her face as his sweaty, damp, and warm scent rested in her nose. She brought her free hand towards her crotch, digging into her pants. She gentely touched it, lightly moaning with each stroke.

  In her mind, she could only think of Milrd’s lean, yet muscur body. The scars located across his body. His brownish red hair, his sharp yet rugged face.

  After a few seconds of doing this, she realized what she was doing and put the sheets back down, shaking her head in shame. She backed up and sat back on her swivel chair, with her mouth trembling.

  “W-what is wrong with me… I’m getting married soon… To the man of my dreams… Why am I having these thoughts? Why do I want to… Why?”

  …

  At the same time, Milrd was walking through the manor’s long and modernistic halls. He could see numerous paintings and photos of Chad, Myusel, and Rolondo, showing joyful snapshots of their lives.

  From the outside, it would look like they were a happy and successful family. But in reality, Milrd knew that they were almost as disfunctional and fucked up as his own.

  “But, nothing can beat how fucked up the Milsons are… “ Milrd sighed as he reached the kitchen, opening up the drawer to see nothing but noodles, tomatoes, butter, and more. Nothing that could be easily heathen up and eaten.

  That was until he heard the nearby garage door open up, where he saw Rolondo walk in with rge bags of food. He had an annoyed look, at least until he saw Milrd standing in the kitchen.

  “H-hey Mister Milrd! Myusel told me you’re staying around, and quite frankly, I view that as a great thing. This pce sucks and all, but having another ally in our shared quest is fantastic! Hell yeah!” Rolondo chuckled as he pced the food on the long marble counters.

  “Sure dude. Speaking of ‘quest,’ what the hell has she gotten you to do now? Grocery shopping?” Milrd sighed as he looked at the numerous paper and pstic bags, each filled to the brim with vegetables and meats.

  “Yes yes! Exactly, my friend. It’s bitch ass bor, but I can finally drive around and be a bit free! I even bought a few snacks for myself, hehe~. It’s back breaking work, but like you said, it’s one step in the right direction! Which is better than none! H-hell yess!” Rolondo responded as he began pcing the raw meat and noodle packets by the sink.

  “That’s the right way to look at it, honestly.” Milrd replied cooly, considering how it reted to his mission and Milly’s words.

  Even if it will take a long time to become a better person and do what was right, as long as he took one step forward every day, he’ll reach what his sister wished for him.

  After watching Rolondo for a few seconds, Milrd felt his stomach grumble.

  “Can you pass some of those snacks? I don’t want to eat whatever’s in there.” Milrd asked as he pointed back at the fridge.

  “Sure, bro! I haven’t eaten since before that crazy guy attacked and everything. So I’m hungry as hell also! Speaking of that… Milrd, you’re really my savior. WIthout you, I think I would’ve gone coo-coo crazy in this damn manor! So, you’ll get any treats I’ve saved up.” Rolondo smiled as he pulled some chocote bars from the bag, handing it to Milrd.

  Milrd took it and opened it up, eating half of it in a few seconds.

  “Honestly, you did most of the work with bringing up your freedom and crap to her. All I did was just convince her a bit. Anyways, do you wanna watch something on that rge ass TV over there? I don’t have much else to do right now.” Milrd asked, feeling like he were a bum or something.

  “Hell yeah! But, I got a way better spot. One where no one can bother us. Only for an hour though, I have a curfew at 9 PM sharp! Now, let’s roll out!” Rolondo smiled as he skipped towards his bedroom door.

  Milrd reluctantly followed Rolondo until they reached his bedroom, which was perfectly undamaged. Rolondo sat back on the same spot where Milrd had first talked to him about their issues, which was in front of a small television screen that rested over his drawers.

  “This is the one pce in the manor where I feel one thousand percent safe. Myusel and Chad never bother me here. Even the servants don’t come in here. You can’t hear much from outside, well, most of the time. For some reason, I can always hear when Myusel and Chad, you know… But yeah, it’s nice. It reminds me of the days before the Cuckold War… When everything was normal…” Rolondo sighed as he messed with the TV remote, passing through a bunch of channels with kids shows on them.

  “Can’t say I rete but that’s good to hear and all, Rolondo. Everything already went to shit before the Cuckold war for me. I can’t really remember the “good” days anymore.”

  “Damn… Well, we can create some better days. Together. For both of us.” Rolondo smiled as a magical girl anime began to py on the screen.

  “Woah! Are you in love with me?? What’s with you!?” Milrd asked as he scooted away from the girly guy.

  “No! I like bitches with big butts! I just meant…” He shook his head in protest. Milrd chuckled and shook his head, eating another bite of his chocote bar.

  “I’m fucking with you. You’re right though. Soon, we’re gonna get to the point where this entire pce is safe for you to rex around. Where we can convince them to treat you like an adult. Or to the point where you can get out and sleep without hearing them get their freak on! That’ll be our good days, don’t you think?” Milrd said in all seriousness.

  “Hell yeah, Mister Milrd. Hell yeah.”

  They both went silent as they watched the magical girl anime on the small television screen. They shared the numerous snacks until Myusel eventually knocked on the door, slowly entering.

  When she did, she saw both Milrd and Rolondo sleeping on the floor. She smiled as she closed the door behind herself, leaving the two to rest.