Life at the Wizard's Academy was relentlessly demanding. Leoric, with his shaky academic foundation, struggled to keep pace with the rigorous curriculum, his struggle compounded by the aching void left by the absence of Leovena in his arms. Sleep had become a rare luxury, with late nights and early mornings sustained only by his rudimentary internal energy.

  Returning home, he found solace in the familiar embrace of his beautiful sister, lying in his arms on his familiar bed. Finally, Leoric could rest peacefully and thoroughly.

  According to Tian Boguang, once one's internal energy reached a profound level, even the desire for deep sleep would vanish, as the inner breath circulated autonomously, rendering one unusually alert. Leoric was far from such a realm, and given his limited talent, he doubted he would ever attain it. This thought brought him a semblance of relief; he wasn't a martial genius, after all. Otherwise, the inability to indulge in lazy mornings would have been a source of great distress. For what was life without simple pleasures?

  Sleep, to humans, was not merely a means to dispel fatigue and restore energy; it was an immense delight. The soft bed, the warm quilts... and the tender embrace of a beautiful maiden—a delicate, gentle paradise.

  When Leoric awoke, the early hours of the next day had already dawned. A faint glow outside the window indicated it was roughly 5 AM.

  Leovena still slept, somehow having curled up in Leoric's embrace, presumably seeking warmth. Dressed in her pink pajamas, her face pressed against his chest, she looked like a docile, obedient kitten.

  Leoric dared not move, lest he wake her. Though awake, he lay still, admiring his sister's sleeping form. Fortunately, it was still early; he had until 8 AM to return to the academy, so there was no need to rush.

  From this angle, he could only see the back of the little girl. Leovena's hair, long, fine, and straight, cascaded down like a flowing waterfall of purest black, revealing glimpses of her snow-white neck and shoulder skin—incredibly seductive. It was a pity the pajamas covered most of her beauty; otherwise, he could have beheld her smooth, jade-like back, her charmingly curved waist and hips, and her slender, elegant legs—a sight sure to shake one's resolve.

  Leoric regretted forgetting to remove Leovena's pajamas the previous night; it was a colossal oversight.

  As he lamented, Leovena stirred fuzzily, rolling over and facing away from him, continuing her slumber. As she turned, Leoric caught a glimpse of two soft, pink mounds peeking out from her pajamas, along with two faint red dots—undeniably real.

  He cautiously turned on his side, peered over, and saw that a few buttons on the front of her pajamas had loosened sometime during the night, revealing the alluring sight within. Two snowy breasts, not yet fully developed, lay peacefully together like two loving sisters.

  "Ugh, she's seductive even when asleep... I can't take it!"

  Leoric, who had long coveted his sister's body, could not resist this silent temptation. Suppressing his excitement, he gently turned Leovena over, laying her flat on the bed. The little girl murmured fuzzily, protesting the disturbance to her dream, but did not wake.

  With the pajamas already partly unbuttoned, her breasts were exposed when she lay flat. Perhaps sensing the chill of the outside air, tiny goosebumps appeared on the tender skin of her breasts, and her pink nipples stood erect.

  "Ugh, tempting me again... I'll indulge you then."

  Blaming the sleeping girl, Leoric began to further invade his sister without hesitation. He lowered his head and enclosed one pink nipple in his mouth, gently licking it. Leovena's nipples were beautiful, firm and full, devoid of any spots or bumps, as enticing as fresh cherries.

  Despite being asleep, Leovena's body responded honestly. The little girl began to twist and turn uncomfortably, trying to evade the assault, but it was futile. Leoric slipped his arms under Leovena's waist, holding her tightly, his face pressed against her abundant, fragrant chest, alternately sucking on her two proud nipples.

  "So fragrant!"

  Leovena had always had an enticing milky scent, sweet and particularly intense on her chest. Leoric savored her nipples and breathed in her aroma, feeling as if he had returned to his happy infancy.

  Soft moans emanated from Leovena. Though still asleep, she instinctively responded. Her breathing became heavier, her senses still hazy, but she vaguely sensed her body being touched and played with.

  "No... don't..."

  This muffled protest was ignored by Leoric, who was immersed in the enchanting breasts. Even if the sky fell, he wouldn't have cared at that moment.

  "It's only been a month, but they seem to have grown so much. Sister's body is so wanton, deliberately tempting me..."

  Sucking on a nipple while muttering his comments, Leoric conveniently blamed the other party. This behavior was akin to that of a rogue, but since he was currently just a young boy, it somehow suited him. Moreover, in such situations, reason did not apply.

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  Wave upon wave of pleasure flooded his mind, and Leovena gradually regained consciousness, realizing her situation and blushing furiously. She tried to push Leoric away, but a stronger surge of electricity shot through her nipples, causing her whole body to tremble. Her eyes glazed over, her lips parted in a gasp, unable to speak, nearly fainting.

  "You... you just know how to bully your sister."

  After some time, Leovena regained her senses. Seeing Leoric still obsessed with her breasts, she felt anxious, angry, her voice tinged with tears.

  Leoric was immersed in the warmth and softness of her breasts, as if this was the entire world, and everything else had ceased to exist. Hearing his sister's voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, causing him to break out in cold sweat. He hastily released the pink nipple and looked up to apologize profusely.

  "Sister, I'm sorry... I..."

  Though he genuinely wanted to apologize, he found he couldn't continue. The deed was done; words couldn't change that. In Leoric's heart, Leovena was perfect, and he never wanted to defy her or make her angry. But just now, he had indeed bullied her while she slept.

  He couldn't say to Leovena, "Sister, your body is too beautiful, and I couldn't resist the temptation..."

  Such words would only make her angrier.

  Although Leoric wasn't inexperienced with girlfriends, none of that seemed applicable now. He quickly climbed up and, at a loss, hugged his sister, wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

  "Sister, I... I just like you, so I wanted you to feel good again like last time..." Leoric struggled to find words, "Because, because I saw how much you liked it and enjoyed it last time... so I... Sister, please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

  As he stumbled through his explanation, he was suddenly embraced by a pair of snowy arms, cutting off his words in astonishment. Leovena pressed her blushing face into his neck and shyly closed her eyes, saying, "Just... don't ever bully your sister like this again, okay?"

  "Uh-huh..."

  "Never again..."

  "Uh-huh..."

  "From today... From tomorrow onwards, never bully your sister like this again."

  "Uh-huh..."

  Stupidly agreeing, Leoric looked at Leovena's shy face and suddenly realized, "From tomorrow onwards" – didn't that mean...

  He lowered his head and kissed his sister's delicate forehead. "Yeah, I got it."

  Understanding did not equate to agreeing; they were two entirely different concepts. However, Leovena couldn't afford to dwell on that now. Her naturally sensitive constitution easily aroused her desires, and after experiencing that soul-stirring pleasure once, it was hard to let go.

  Just this once... Just one last time...

  Rationally speaking, this was extremely dangerous and wrong. She recognized that such excessive intimacy with her brother was inappropriate and should be immediately severed, never entertaining the thought of "just this once." Physical pleasure, like a drug, could be addictive, and what seemed like a slight retreat now often preceded ultimate downfall.

  Leovena, blessed with an innate intelligence, grasped this effortlessly. Her demeanor the previous night had already attested to her understanding. Yet, humans are not mere vessels of rationality; they crave justifications for their indulgences and escapes. Though she was a naturally astute and resolute young girl, driven by a quest for vengeance, shouldering her family's burdens since childhood, and always presenting herself as a stalwart sister, at her core, she was still just a tender ten-year-old.

  However, for Leoric, this was precisely his heart's desire.

  As he concurred, he lowered his head and captured his sister's lips in a kiss. In stark contrast to the awkwardness that had marked their encounter the night before entering the academy, Leovena was markedly more proactive this time. Her delicate tongue deftly slipped into Leoric's mouth, while her long arms enveloped him.

  Leoric kissed his sister, his hand already intimately familiar as it wandered to Leovena's chest, cupping those two soft, tender mounds and shaping them between his fingers. The pink buds at their tips brushed against his digits, growing increasingly firm, inflaming the young girl's desires, causing her to moan softly.

  It was high time...

  Last time, he had used his lips and tongue to bring pleasure to his sister. This time, he yearned to explore a different avenue, using his fingers. Leoric was ever the calculator, always in search of novel experiences. Besides, if he used his lips and tongue to serve his sister, while he wouldn't be averse to it and would indeed derive pleasure, he wouldn't be able to kiss her or play with her exquisite breasts simultaneously. He would miss the sight of her ecstatic expression, a loss too great to bear.

  His fingers traced a slow path downward, gliding over the high mounds of her breasts, traversing the flat expanse of her abdomen, slipping through the sparse patch of hair, until they finally reached the sweet, enticing crevice. The wet, slippery sensation that met his fingertips told him that Leovena was beyond control, her juices flowing like a bountiful spring.

  "Sister, let's savor this moment once more," he whispered. Leovena blushed deeply, her eyes tightly shut, daring not to meet her brother's gaze.

  Leoric initiated his exploration with his middle finger, gently caressing the damp, warm crevice. Soon after, his index finger joined the fray. The two fingers worked in tandem, gently parting the fleshy folds, feeling the increased moisture flowing forth, dampening the sheets beneath them, rendering them slippery.

  "You're so wet, sister," he murmured, licking her earlobe and gently blowing into her ear.

  Just as he prepared to venture further, his fingers, nestled between the girl's legs, suddenly encountered a warm sensation, as if a torrent of wet fluid had surged from within her. The quantity was unmistakably substantial.

  Strange, had she reached her climax so swiftly?

  Leoric was somewhat taken aback. Though Leovena possessed a sensitive constitution, she shouldn't have been so easily satisfied. Moreover... the sensation on his fingers felt off. It wasn't the clean, slippery feeling he expected, but rather sticky, as if it were...

  Realization dawned on him, and he swiftly threw off the blanket, sitting up to assess the situation. His sister, who had been teased into a trance, felt the hot fingers abruptly still. Her senses slowly returned, and she half-opened her eyes to gaze at Leoric.

  "What's wrong?"

  Leoric examined his fingers, stained with a dark red liquid. Between Leovena's long, slender legs, he could faintly discern a similar dark red hue. A faint scent of blood lingered in the air.

  Leovena also noticed the blood on Leoric's fingers and was frightened. She sat up in a panic, "Ah! What... how..."

  Leoric wasn't as shocked as she was, for he understood what was transpiring... However, he was genuinely disappointed.

  As a girl, this day was inevitable. It was a hallmark of maturity and development. From this point onward, she would endure similar situations monthly, unless she were with child.

  Leoric embraced his sister, kissing her frightened face. "It's alright, sister, it's alright, don't be afraid," he soothed. "You've started your period."