My Family in the Novel?

Hearing her confirmation, Louise felt as if her entire world was falling apart. Questions swirled in her mind like a storm— 'Since when? How did they fall for each other? Isn't their whole relationship wrong in the first place? Is this even allowed? What about the church—do they know this?' The barrage of inquiries overloaded Louise's thoughts, creating a mental chaos that mirrored the complexity of Adrian's relationships her head waws practically smoking trying to process everything.

"What about you, Aria? What are you doing here?" asked Elena in a somewhat proud voice as she looked at Aria. Her gaze carried a sense of supremacy, being Adrian's girlfriend.

Although Elena was also conscious of the maid behind Aria, as she was one of the confirmed lovers of Adrian, she chose to ignore her for the time being.

Elena thought that Adrian's relationship with Analise was in its early days, not realizing that Adrian's heart unconsciously quickened with every word that came from Analise's mouth. Out of all the girls present, Analise might be the one with the greatest potential to become their most formidable rival.

"Well, I wanted to return Analise here back to her original master, but surprise surprise, you were both here," Aria replied nonchalantly. "And besides, is there anything wrong with me visiting Adrian?"

"No, nothing at all, if it wasn't in the middle of the night!" exclaimed Elena, her frustration evident.

"Didn't you also come in the middle of the night, you horny saintess?" Aria said with a sly smirk, her playful teasing only adding fuel to the fire.

"H-horny? Who are you calling horny, you dirty, incestuous woman!" Elena retorted, her anger escalating.

Louise, caught in the crossfire of their verbal sparring, tried to interject again, "U-uhm—"

But she was immediately met with the intense stares of both Aria and Elena once again, and her attempt to ease the tension only seemed to exacerbate it. The invisible lightning crackling in the air seemed to multiply, creating an almost palpable energy of rivalry and conflict.

Analise, standing behind Aria's chair, maintained her composed demeanor, though her eyes subtly flickered with concern.

As the banter between Aria and Elena continued, Aria couldn't shake the sudden realization that Elena shared a more intimate relationship with Adrian than she had initially thought. The subtle hints in Elena's reactions and her acknowledgment of Aria's own relationship with Adrian left a small ache in Aria's heart. She knew Adrian had connections with multiple women, but the lack of transparency about these relationships stung. Aria silently wished that Adrian had been more open with her.

The banter continued, each exchange unveiling a new layer of complexity in Adrian's relationships. Louise, caught in the crossfire, found herself constantly drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness. The overload of information about Adrian's romantic entanglements overwhelmed her, and each time she woke up, the shock of what she heard sent her back into a stupor.

Elena, with her unabashed openness, even shared details that Louise found difficult to fathom. Elena casually spoke of how she made Adrian feel good with just her breasts, shattering Louise's pure image of the saintess. The revelations added a surreal quality to the night, and Louise struggled to process the newfound intricacies of the relationships around her.

Despite the tension and competition, the banter eventually evolved into an unexpected truce. Aria and Elena decided to share the bed, with Louise nestled in the middle. It was an unconventional arrangement, but for Louise, it turned out to be the best night of her life.

Sandwiched between the two beautiful women, the complexities of their relationships faded into the background, and the night unfolded into a surprisingly harmonious experience.

As the three women shared the same space, intertwined in the warmth of the bed, they found an unexpected sense of unity amid the swirling emotions and unspoken connections that bound them together for some reason all because of one man.

…..

As Louise sat there, contemplating the complex relationships that surrounded Adrian, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain in her heart. The acceptance that Adrian had a relationship with senior Elena wasn't the source of her discomfort; she understood that people had their choices, and it wasn't her place to intervene or judge. In fact, she genuinely hoped that Adrian and Elena would find a way to navigate their relationship, even if it were to become public knowledge.

Yet, in the midst of these rational thoughts, Louise couldn't escape the emotional turmoil within her. The pain she felt seemed disproportionate to her logical understanding of the situation. "I know I don't have any right to be upset," she mused, continuing to play with the little spirits that floated around her, "but why does my heart ache so much?"

The delicate spirits danced in the air, seemingly mirroring the intricate dance of emotions within Louise. Each swirl and twirl of the spirits echoed the complexity of her feelings. Perhaps it was the unexpected nature of the revelations, or maybe it was the realization that Adrian's heart held more secrets than she had initially perceived. Whatever the reason, the ache in Louise's heart persisted, overshadowing the logical acceptance of the situation.

…..

"Elena, where were you the other night?" inquired Bishop Austin with a sigh. The usually composed and understanding bishop seemed to be showing signs of frustration.

He continued, adding a stern tone to his voice, "I told you to break up with him, right? You're lucky enough that I even let you be with that guy for the short amount of time you two have been together. But any more than that is enough. You know your mission."

This marked the first instance in Bishop Austin's life where he displayed anger towards Elena. Despite the formalities and the respect, he held for her, Bishop Austin couldn't ignore the conflict between Elena's personal choices and the divine mission bestowed upon her by the goddess. For him, Elena was like a daughter, and seeing her deviate from the path set by the church for the first time weighed heavily on his heart.

Elena's annoyance was evident in her expression as she faced Bishop Austin. It was a rare sight for the bishop, who had always known her to be composed and respectful. Elena responded to the bishop's concerns,

"Bishop, I know you think what I'm doing is wrong, but don't worry. The moment I meet the hero, I'll break up with him myself. So, please, let me enjoy the time we have left"

With those words, she closed the door to her room, leaving Bishop Austin to contemplate the challenges of guiding and caring for someone with such a unique destiny.

Austin couldn't help but release a sigh, reflecting on the complexities of parenting, especially when entrusted with the spiritual and moral guidance of someone like Elena. Holding the cross on his neck, he muttered.

"Oh, dear goddess, why would you bestow upon a mission that would hurt your most precious child?" The burden of reconciling divine duty with personal emotions weighed heavily on the bishop's heart.

….

Euphemia immersed herself in her work, concocting a new potion with a mix of curiosity and frustration. Her mind wandered, contemplating Adrian's recent disappearance after the incident in the commercial district. The thought crossed her mind: Could he be involved in that chaos?

As she continued her alchemical endeavors, Euphemia couldn't shake the annoyance at Adrian's apparent recklessness.

In her eyes, he seemed like a brute for destroying precious potions, especially those meticulously crafted by her—potions that stood at the pinnacle of alchemical mastery.

Euphemia found herself entangled in an unusual challenge presented by the principal, a challenge that piqued her competitive spirit.

The request was bizarre—an elixir to discern the location of a person. Initially deeming it absurd and residing in the realm of magical items, Euphemia's pride was stung by the principal's taunt.

"So, you can't make it huh? I though you being Adrian's rival could make it as well I guess not huh?"

"What did you say?"

"That you can't make something Adrian can?" said the principal with a smirk, thinking how gullible Euphemia was for falling for her trick as Adrian never made such a potion.

The principal's words echoed in her mind, questioning her abilities in comparison to Adrian's. Fueled by determination and a desire to prove herself, Euphemia took up the challenge with a resolute

"Bring it on."

For the past two days, she immersed herself in the alchemical process, attempting various experiments to craft the elusive potion. However, progress remained elusive.

Many attempts resulted in unpredictable effects, and the potion was far from realization. The principal's claim that Adrian had successfully created such a potion intensified Euphemia's competitive drive, pushing her to unravel the mystery and prove that she could match Adrian's purported alchemical prowess.

The perplexing challenge laid down by the principal had left Euphemia grappling with doubts about her abilities.

"But truly, Adrian really is a genius, huh?" she mused, acknowledging his unparalleled alchemical talents.

Driven by a mix of frustration and determination, Euphemia decided to test her latest potion on herself. The elixir emitted a mesmerizing purple-white glow, reminiscent of twinkling stars.

Downing the potion, she waited for some noticeable effect, only to find none. A sigh escaped her lips. "Just how did Adrian make it?" she pondered; her admiration mingled with a touch of envy.

Yet, in an unexpected turn of events, her body responded with an instinctive awareness of Adrian's location when she thought of him.

Shocked and elated, she tested it again, this time focusing on a different person— the principal. The potion had indeed worked, enabling her to sense the locations of others based on her thoughts.

"IT WORKED!!!" Euphemia exclaimed in sheer excitement. Without wasting any time, she swiftly replicated the potion, intending to present it to the principal.

Her pride as the genius of the centuries would now stand unchallenged, and the doubts about her alchemical prowess would be silenced.