The Epitome of Algedonic Love

42: SUN TZU

'Sun Tzu (also known as Sunzi) was a Chinese military strategist, writer, and philosopher who lived in the Eastern Zhou period (771–256 BCE). He is best known for authoring The Art of War, an ancient Chinese military treatise that has been influential in both military strategy and philosophy. '

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❆ CLÍODHNA EISDRACHEN POINT OF VIEW ❆

As I opened my eyes, I found Hera standing before me, dressed only in her black bra and panty, adjusting the black holster strap on her right leg.

Meanwhile, I was naked under her blanket.

It seemed she had already taken a shower just judging by her appearance. Medyo basa ang kanyang itim na mga buhok at ganoon rin ang ayos, hindi pa yata siya nagsuklay.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was already 6:30 A.M, the third day of our camping trip.

"Good morning," her smile greeted me.

I smiled back in response, "Good morning." I sat up properly on the bed, not ashame despite lacking clothing.

"I don't have a Shirt to wear. You tore the one I was wearing last night," I mentioned.

She looked at my upper body, her gaze stayed on my chest before trailing down to my waist. There was a blanket covering me from the waist down and I'm tempted to remove it, but I refrained, realizing that it was time to hurry as it was almost 7 a.m.

"May dala akong damit mo. I prepared your outfit for today," she reassured me. She stood up and walked towards the nearby table, retrieving the neatly folded garments.

"Bakit may dala kang damit ko wifey?" I asked curiously.

"I know you, if you find a chance, you'll come here," she replied with a humorous tone.

Her statement made me laugh, and I kept my eyes on her as she approached. I was naked, but I didn't care. She had already seen everything, so there was no need to hide now.

"You know that we'll do naughty stuff? Wifey, your mind is becoming more..."

"Ikaw lang. I was just adapting based on how you think, hubby."

I pursed my lips, having no response to her remark. Indeed, I noticed. My mind tends to get dirtier than hers.

I reached out and gently held her cheeks, and in return, she placed her hands on my waist. I raised my lips, planting a tender kiss on her forehead before gazing back into her eyes.

"I love you," I said, maintaining our eye contact. I couldn't help but admire her beautiful blue eyes.

She smiled, "I love you too."

I pouted, pretending to be unhappy with her response. "Just 'I love you too'? How much do you really love me, wifey?"

She kissed my cheek before giving me a smile. "I would sell my soul to the demon just to make you stay alive. I would bargain with death himself, tell him to take my life instead of yours." Bumuntong hininga siya at pumikit bago muling tumingin sa akin "I would die for you."

I was taken aback, as if I had suddenly gone deaf. I didn't like what she said. It felt as if a rush of water was filling my mind, loud and unrelenting.

"No, no one will die. I won't let that happen." I declared with utmost seriousness.

My mood dropped suddenly, so before she could speak again, I grabbed the clothes she had prepared for me. I headed to the bathroom and decided to just take a shower.